"Mr. Jiang, I told you this secret because I was afraid that you would not be able to resist your curiosity and secretly investigate this matter.

Once you get involved, it will definitely get their attention, I don't want to bother you, thank you again for saving my grandfather. ”

Jiang Luo frowned, he couldn't figure out Zhou Yan's true intentions, if he really didn't want to say it, why did he want to tell a story in WeChat?

Maybe he wanted to ask for help, deliberately saying so, fishing for Jiang Luo's appetite.

Jiang Luo thought about it for a while, and still sent a sentence of chicken soup for the soul.

"Life is still long, I hope you don't give up hope, and one day you can break through the fog. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. ”

Zhou Yan sent six more big characters and two small red flowers.

Yang Wanqing is not Luo Churan after all, Zhou Yan and he are just meeting in Pingshui, although Jiang Luo is deeply sympathetic, but he has not yet burst into a sense of justice, and wants to stand up for the two of them.

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In the early morning, Danxia Mountain was shrouded in mist.

As soon as the rooster crows, the villagers get up one after another, make a fire to cook, and work in the fields.

A Toyota RV drove along the mountain road into the village, stopped at the entrance of the village, and further on, there was a mountain road with thousands of turns.

There is a white cloud view on the mountain, and the Danxia real person in the view was once a legend in this area.

As soon as the door opened, two men and a woman got out of the car, all three wearing simple jackets.

The middle-aged man is codenamed Centipede, about forty years old, with two small mustaches, meticulously combed hair, small eyes, high cheekbones, and a slightly obscene appearance.

The other man was much younger, with carved facial features, a standard beautiful male appearance, a tall and strong posture, slightly pursed lips, and a slightly arrogant temperament, he was respectfully called Mo Shao by his two companions.

The only woman codenamed Dragonfly, with long hair and a shawl, a white face painted with light makeup, an average appearance, and a bumpy figure.

"Fellow, do you have anyone at home? We are tourists from out of town and want to ask for directions. ”

After a few consecutive calls, the door opened.

The person who came to open the door was a young man, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a round face and big watery eyes, it was Xia Wei.

Jiang Meng went to the city yesterday to talk about business, but he has not returned yet, and there are only four people left in the family.

After hearing the knock on the door, Xia Wei immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out to open the door.

The centipede smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed to the ethereal peak, and said, "We want to find Danxia real person to tell fortunes, but I don't know where he is." ”

Xia Wei secretly slandered the identities of the three people, and remained silent on the surface, "It's really unfortunate, Grandpa Lin went down the mountain a week ago, and he hasn't returned yet, and no one knows his whereabouts." ”

The centipede squinted at Xia Wei, and then asked, "Little brother, are you really familiar with Danxia?"

"I'm not familiar, I just called him grandpa out of politeness, but I actually have nothing to do with him", Xiaowei replied fluently.

Mo Shao was suspicious, grabbed Xia Wei's wrist, and took the opportunity to pour a spiritual power into his body.

Xia Wei frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you holding my hand?"

Mo Shao felt bored, let go of his hand, and said coldly: "Since he doesn't know, let's go ask the others." ”

The centipede disagreed, shook his head and said: "Judging from the terrain, Lin Yuhua passes by the door of his house every time he goes up and down the mountain, coming and going, at least it is a nodding friend.

It's normal for him to be young and not know, but his elders may have news of Lin Yuhua. ”

When Xia Wei heard him say this, he was almost certain that these three were not good people, and he regretted opening the door for them a little.

However, if you don't open the door, they may break in, and opening the door can fool them.

Anyway, Jiang Meng is not here, he and Luo Churan's potential has not yet been stimulated, and they are not much stronger than ordinary people, Grandpa Luo and his grandmother are ordinary old men and old ladies.

None of the four of them had spiritual power on them, so it was impossible to attract their attention.

Xia Weiqiang calmed down, and with an idea, he stretched out a finger and said with a smile: "It turns out that you want to come in and rest, so you can talk about it, give me a hundred yuan entrance fee first." ”

The centipede laughed and put the hundred-yuan bill into Xia Wei's palm.

"Little brother, you are really shrewd, as long as you can find Danxia's real person, 10,000 yuan will not be a problem. ”

Xia Wei immediately squinted, kissed the banknote numbly, and said with a smile: "I'll try my best to help you ask, 10,000 yuan is enough for my tuition for two years." ”

Before the words fell, he jumped up and shouted, "Sister, a guest is coming, prepare tea quickly." ”

After Xia Wei went out, Luo Churan walked to the hall and stood behind the curtain, listening to the movement at the door with his ears pricked up, and also heard a rough idea.

"Hmm", she lifted the curtain and glanced out.

Mo Shao happened to look in, saw Luo Chu and then changed color in shock, and exclaimed, "Wanqing, is it you?"

After saying that, Mo Shao shook his body, rushed to Luo Churan's side, grabbed her hand, and looked at her with affection.

Dragonfly kindly reminded, "Mo Shao, Miss Yang has already passed away, please mourn, this village girl is just similar in appearance, and her temperament is completely different from Miss Yang." ”

Of course, it is different, Yang Wanqing is a talented woman in the scientific world, and her tenacity makes the female soldiers of the Qilin team bow down, and they can be called women who do not let their eyebrows go.

And Luo Churan has always been a small jasper, sweet and smiling, and her pure temperament is refreshing.

The two kinds of beauty, indistinguishable from the winner, are completely different.

Mo Shao sighed, but he didn't let go of his hand, he dissected Yang Wanqing with his own hands, of course he knew that Si Ren had passed away, and after looking at it twice, it was not difficult to see the dynamic difference between Luo Churan and Yang Wanqing.

Luo Churan wanted to shake off his hand, but his strength was too small to break free, so he said angrily: "Let go quickly, otherwise I will sue you for being a hooligan." ”

Mo Shao didn't listen at all, and said seriously: "You are not Wanqing, you don't have her wisdom and bearing, but you are lucky to have a skin similar to her, but this is enough." ”

Then, he looked at his two companions and swore an oath, "You don't need to persuade me, I know that Wanqing is dead, and I know what I am doing."

I can't get her in this life, I am unwilling, so I have to find a substitute to paralyze myself, I want to take this village girl back. ”

The centipede sighed and sighed, "Mo Shao, why do you bother?"

Dragonfly knew that there was no more persuasion, and shook her head helplessly.

In their opinion, it is a great blessing for the village aunt to become the young grandmother of the Mo family, although it is essentially a robbery of the people's daughters, but as long as they give more dowry, they will definitely be able to appease the family.

Luo Churan was so angry that he stomped his feet and scolded: "Aren't you sick? Do I know you? If you want to marry me, I don't marry, I already have a man." ”

Xia Wei raised his small fist, "Stinky rascal, let go of my sister, otherwise I will be unkind to you." ”

At this time, Grandpa Luo and Grandma Xia heard the movement, one holding a frying pan and the other rushing out with a shovel on his shoulder.

"Boy, you dare to tease my granddaughter, I fought with you. ”

Mo Shao not only didn't let go, but hugged Luo Churan tightly.