"Q Orange, why are you still stunned? Let's go up the mountain together. ”

Seeing that Wen Cheng stayed where he was and winked at Wen Qian, Mo Shangxin personally sent out an invitation to ask Wen Cheng to go up the mountain with him.

"Grandma, are you an elder as well as you are ahead of the curve? Just the two of us following behind. ”

Ask Orange to figure out that something is wrong, grandma's voice and the scar at the mouth of the heart, no, it should be a hole to be precise, all this is too abnormal, and the probability that grandma is a dead person is greater.

"Alas...... Why don't you two have anything like the Mo family? It's all about that old bastard! ”

Mo Shangxin heard the sense of distance from Wen Cheng's tone, which was to suspect that he was already a dead man, and wanted to walk behind to ask for Wen Qian's opinion.

This kind of appearance of breaking the casserole and asking to the end is exactly the same as the original recovery of memory and insisting on leaving Mojia Mountain and taking the child down the mountain.

"Ask Orange, I believe grandma, she is very hard-boned, she didn't have a soft hand when she pushed us into the pit, and her posture as light as a swallow is definitely healthy and healthy."

Wen Qian agreed with Mo Shangxin's words, but with years of tacit understanding, Wen Cheng already knew what Wen Qian meant, this is the opposite of the truth, no need to guess, grandma's life and death can no longer be seen through, Wen Cheng quickly answered:

"Oh yes, grandma lives a long life and is healthy forever! Let's hurry up the mountain. ”

"Haha...... Ask Orange, didn't I tell you that I was older than him? This year is exactly 100 years old. ”

The mechanical laughter lasted only a few seconds before it came to an abrupt end, and the rigid AI voice seemed to be angrily questioning Orange.

Wen Cheng looked at Wen Qian with a wry smile, wanting his brother to help him out of the siege, Wen Qian spread his hands with an expression of helplessness, avoiding Wen Cheng and climbing the stone steps to Mo Shangxin's side first.

"Since grandma has already arranged everything for us, then I and Wen Cheng will be at peace when we come, what should be said and what should not be said, we will not say anything, who says who is the grandson."

Wen Qian bent down and stretched out his hand, assuring Mo Shangxin with a humble gesture when the eunuch in the Qing Dynasty wanted to help Lafayette walk.

"Alas, you are originally my grandson, don't play word games with me, just walk well, Jiajia doesn't know anything yet, this is protecting her."

Mo Shangxin sighed, too lazy to be angry with his two grandchildren, and walked alone in front of him climbing the stone steps layer by layer.

"Brother, what's the situation? How did your grandmother die in your memory? ”

Wen Cheng watched his grandmother go away, so he dared to come to Wen Qian's side and ask in a whisper.

"In the ancestral hall of the ancestral house, by a black dress? Probably the man in black snatched the sword, and a backhand sword was in the center, don't ask me then, the one who was buried in the belly of the fish was lying in the crack of the door, and when he saw the sword piercing in, he turned around and ran over the wall, and he didn't know what he was attacked, and as soon as he landed, the screen went black, and there was no then. ”

"Then you're not sure if grandma is dead?"

"Why can't it, the bronze sword is more than thirty centimeters long in total, and half of it is in! Even a living person will be seriously injured, not to mention that the person is still ruthless, and he can't stab it, and he has to twist the sword and cut it. ”

Wen Qian compared how the person holding the bronze sword in his memory stabbed his grandmother and how he turned the hilt of the sword ferociously.

"Grandma won't let you say it, shouldn't it be just for Mo Jiajia."

"It's possible, there is still a little bit of Mo Jiajia's shadow in this person's memory, but it doesn't seem to be even ten years old, and he is completely a child."

"Then how do you recognize Mo Jiajia?"

"Are there any children in the Mo family? You and I can't come here, isn't that Mo Jiajia witnessing grandma being ......"

Wen Qian suddenly thought of something, didn't say any more, and quickly climbed the stone steps, chasing Mo Shangxin as fast as he could.

"Brother! What are you smoking? Half the talk! Tell me what you have in mind! ”

Wen Cheng yelled helplessly, but unfortunately Wen Qian had already run away, and Wen Cheng could only chase quickly.

Wen Qian was tired and couldn't breathe, and the lungs of the large amount of air he inhaled hurt, and he finally overtook his grandmother halfway up the mountain, and stretched out his hand to stop Mo Shangxin, who was still climbing the stone steps.

"Ahem...... Grandmother...... Ahem......"

Wen Qian wanted to ask something, and coughed violently as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Catch up with me because I believe I'm not dead?"

Mo Shangxin stretched out his hand and patted Wen Qian's back to make him feel better, but Wen Qian, who was beaten a little harder, almost rolled down the stone steps.

"Ahem...... It just occurred to me that if Orange and I hadn't sung last night, the Lingyin vine wouldn't have been activated, so how would you let us help you with your sword? ”

Wen Qian hurriedly dodged his grandmother's clutches, adjusted his breath and asked the question.

"Good question, this kind of thing is very easy to solve, I installed a doorbell on the gate of the ancestral house, and I need voice control to open the door, and the reason why I pulled Jiajia to go so fast yesterday is to create an opportunity for you to open the door."

"You planned it all? In order to ask Orange to come back and inherit the family business? Guarding this Mojia Mountain? Will you die in the mountains for the rest of your life? ”

"It's very powerful to know that I planned it, rely on my ability to find the answer, my purpose is not only to ask Orange! Let me see if your police academy is in vain! As long as you are not afraid of death, everything in the ancestral house is at your disposal. ”

The corners of Mo Shangxin's mouth rose slightly, and he was very much looking forward to Qian Qian's performance.

"What if I refuse? I'll go down the mountain with the orange right now! ”

Wen Qian smelled the smell of danger, grandma must have been psychopathic when she lived alone in the mountains, now she can do anything, she must ensure that Wen Cheng is safe, only forcibly go home and let grandma sing a one-man show by herself.

Just as Wen Qian just walked down the hill, grandma's stiff voice came from behind:

"You seem to have been bitten by a snake, if I don't help you detoxify, your legs will fester, watching your skin and flesh suppurate and rot little by little and turn into white bones, you ......"

"Enough! Don't hurt Ask Orange, I accept your investigation, didn't you forcibly leave us behind just to choose an heir from me and Ask Orange? ”

Wen Qian stopped, and after thinking about it again, he realized a loophole, the sword spirit helped him detoxify Grandma didn't know, grandma didn't show up since the sword spirit appeared, it was only a matter of time before she analyzed grandma's intentions, she deliberately complicated things, it was nothing more than testing herself and asking Cheng who was more capable of inheriting the sword.

Mo Shangxin didn't answer, and Q Cheng had already caught up, grabbed Q Qian's arm, adjusted his breath and reproached:

"Brother! Why are you running so fast! Don't you know that I can't walk without food and hunger? Just two mouthfuls of fish should not be full at all, okay! ”

"Fish? Have you eaten the rot? Mo Shangxin reacted strongly when he heard this, and immediately dragged the orange to run up the mountain.

"Who let you eat! No matter how hungry you are, you can't eat what is on the mountain! What's more, it's a yin fish, which will provoke evil spirits! Every year in the mountains, there are poaching tourists who want to commit suicide, and all kinds of people die in the mountains, and I am troublesome to call the police...... In a word! Whoever told you to eat indiscriminately should spit it out! ”

Mo Shangxin realized that he had said too much, so he hurriedly avoided the problem of beast food on the mountain, and first found a way to let the two of them spit out the fish meat.

"Thanks to the sword spirit, he also threatened us, and only one of the two can live, so we ate the fish."

Wen Qian found this matter even more interesting, Jian Ling and Grandma acted separately, and neither knew each other's plans.