Not to mention drinking, the smell alone was torturous enough, and I really couldn't relate the smell to her unfinished description.

Over the years, following the old man and Luo Wenxin, I have seen a lot of heavy things, and I have smelled a lot of strange smells, even things like "Giant View", I have been "lucky" to witness it with my own eyes, but there is no such smell, there is a bad smell coming out of this strange bottle.

Could it be that this thing is just like durian, it just smells uncomfortable, and when you get used to it, you won't be able to extricate yourself, those who like it can't stand it, and those who don't like it can't stand it?

After hesitating for a moment, he simply turned his heart sideways, and with the feeling of not entering the tiger's den to get the tiger, he put his nose towards the mouth of the bottle.

However, before a second came, I couldn't control myself anymore, and threw the bottle aside, and then I felt that something was wrong, so I picked it up again and stuffed the stopper back and threw it away, "wow" and retched with a "wow" cry, and instantly tears bloomed and I couldn't open my eyes.

Exercise! It smells so bad, I really can't stand the smell!

I'm pretty sure it's not a "durian", and even if I smell it 10,000 times, I still can't stand the smell.

Now, the question arises, how does Pan Guanghai's daughter-in-law think such a bad smelling thing is delicious and tasteful?

Could it be that it has deteriorated? Or simply did I take it wrong?

was hesitating, whether to go back to the pigsty to find out again, to make sure if it was a mistake, Xiao Qinghe, who had been silently staying next to him, frowned slightly, and spoke with a strange expression.

"This taste...... Does it really smell bad? ”

I didn't think much of it for a while, I just thought that she was a ghost and was not sensitive to specific smells, so I replied, "It really smells bad, don't you smell it at all?" It shouldn't be. ”

Xiao Qinghe shook his head and said, "No, I smell it too, I feel ...... It's pretty good, it's not what you said it was at all. ”

What the?

My mother and I, as well as Pan Guanghai's mother, all thought it smelled so bad, but she thought it smelled good?

It seems that there is no mistake in taking it, this thing is really a "durian"-like existence, those who like it rush to it, and those who don't like it avoid it.

It's just that what kind of people think this smell is good?

"My mother and I, and Mrs. Pan are people, Xiao Qinghe is the soul, we all think it smells bad, she thinks it smells good, is this thing, people think it smells bad, and the soul thinks it smells good?"

"But it's obviously not right to say this, because Pan Guanghai's daughter-in-law was still human when she drank this thing, so it's definitely not the same statement."

I found that the contents of this bottle were very strange, and I didn't dare to despise it for a moment, and after hesitating for a moment, I got up and walked over and picked it up again.

"Sister Qinghe, you said that this smell is good, can you describe to me, what does it smell like?" This thing varies from person to person, and I don't think that there are really people or souls who find it smell good, so it is very likely that people who find it bad smell and people who think it smells good smell are two completely different smells.

Xiao Qinghe thought for a while and said, "What do you say? I can't describe it at once, it's a bit like the fragrance of locust flowers, and it seems to have a little bit of rosin, in short, it smells very comfortable. ”

Acacia flowers? Rosin?

I couldn't help but frown.

Sure enough, what we smelled was not the same smell at all.

Just, why is it the smell of locust flowers and rosin?

"I can't describe it completely, but it's probably just like that, it should be right." At this time, Xiao Qinghe also realized that what she smelled was not the same smell as ours at all, so she said: "I think it smells good, but you think it smells bad, then can you describe it to me, what kind of smell it is?" ”

Hearing her say that, I was a little stumped.

I just think it smells bad, but if I really want to describe it, it's really hard for me to describe.

So I frowned, and after thinking about it for a while, I replied, "It's a bit like a fish that has been exposed to the sun for a few days and has begun to grow maggots, but it is much stronger, and there are some mixed with the smell of the summer garbage pond, and some urine ......."

After thinking about it, I added, "There is also a bit of a fecal smell, in short, there are many smells mixed together, and it is very unpleasant. ”

Although Xiao Qinghe has been hidden because of other people, my mother also knows that I am talking to Xiao Qinghe at this time, and Xiao Qinghe can also hear her words, so after I finished speaking, I also said softly: "There is another smell that only older people can have, but it is much heavier." ”

Hearing this, my eyes lit up, and I quickly said yes, yes, yes, the heaviest thing is this smell.

To say that my mother is my mother is much more accurate than mine.

In addition to the smell I described, there was a heavier, stranger one, but I couldn't describe it, at this time, as my mother said it, it suddenly dawned on me, isn't it the smell of the old man, but how strong is it?

I actually smelled this smell more or less on my grandfather and old man.

"In this way, what we smell is not a smell at all......" After listening to us, Xiao Qinghe also frowned.

Since these two completely different smells are not different because we are human beings and Xiao Qinghe is soul, what kind of people do they need to smell different smells and feel good?

I couldn't help but frown, looked down at the bottle in my hand, and fell into deep thought.

Just when he was at a loss, in the shed behind him, there were suddenly a few weak coughs from Pan Guanghai, and then he only heard him weak, in the language of their ethnic minorities, said two sentences, listening to the tone, as if he was asking something.

I couldn't hear or understand what he was saying, so I just looked up at my mother.

My mom knew what I meant, so after thinking about it, she explained, "It seems to say: Mom, is there a cake at home?" ”

Cake?

I was slightly stunned, reacted, couldn't help but be overjoyed, and suddenly I couldn't care about anything else, got up and held the bottle, and walked to the shed.

Is there a cake at home, obviously, Pan Guanghai also smelled the smell in the bottle, and he still thought it smelled good, and mistakenly thought that there was a cake at home!

When I opened the curtain and entered, Pan Guanghai, who was thin, had a withered face and a beard, was struggling to get up from the messy bed, and when he saw that it was me who walked in, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then lowered his head unnaturally.

Although they have no impression of each other, and even before coming back this time, I can't remember that there is such a person in Pan's family, and Pan Guanghai's impression of me is similar to mine, but after waking up, he has learned from his mother and the people of his family that he had suffered something last night, and he also knew that I saved him, and also knew that his daughter-in-law had harmed others, and now I am solving it, so in the face of me, it is inevitable that he will be a little weak-hearted.

What's more, after last night, he secretly gave his daughter-in-law a peach blossom Gu, causing his wife and children to die, which is already known to everyone. In such a situation, it is normal to be shameless.

Of course, at this time, I didn't have the heart to ask him anything else, and after telling him to lie down and not move, I asked, "Brother Guanghai, did you smell something just now?" ”

The cake and the rosin of the acacia flower sound like something different, but the cake is a variety of things, and there are many of them with various floral flavors, so I believe that he must have smelled it, the same smell as Xiao Qinghe.

Listening to what I asked, it wasn't about my own Gu, Pan Guanghai's expression suddenly relaxed a lot, and after looking up at me, he replied weakly: "Yes, I haven't eaten since I woke up, and I didn't have an appetite before, and I seemed to smell the smell of cake just now, so I suddenly became a little hungry." ”

After looking at him seriously and hesitating a little, I slowly uncorked the bottle and let the smell inside waft out little by little.

"Then you smell it again, is this the smell?"

I don't need him to answer anymore, just his expression is enough to let me know that this is the taste.

Seeing that the moment the cork was uncorked, Pan Guanghai's eyes lit up, and then said, "Yes, that's the taste, what is in your bottle?" Alcohol? It smells so good. ”

I didn't answer, my mind racing.

My mother and I, as well as Pan Guanghai's mother, all smelled an unbearable, retching smell from this bottle, but Pan Guanghai and his dead daughter-in-law, as well as Xiao Qinghe, smelled a smell that made their hearts move, and even Xiao Qinghe said it was very comfortable.

What does this mean?

Xiao Qinghe is a soul, Pan Guanghai is a human, and his daughter-in-law is still a human when she drinks the contents of this bottle.

What the two of them have in common is that they both fell for the Peach Blossom Gu......

But Xiao Qinghe doesn't have a peach blossom Gu, he is not a human being, and from a rough point of view, he has nothing in common with them.

But if it's different, why is it the same, smelling the enticing aroma from this bottle?

Before I could find a common ground between the two people who seemed to be completely different and Xiao Qinghe, the sound of "gurgling" pulled me out of my thoughts.

When I looked closely, I saw Pan Guanghai, looking at the bottle I was holding in my hand, his eyes were full of longing, and his throat was constantly rolling up and down.

"Little brother...... No, Master Li, can you tell me what's in your bottle? Finding me looking at myself, Pan Guanghai suddenly smiled a little embarrassedly, and then lowered his head.

However, at this moment, I clearly saw that although he lowered his head, his eyes were always staring at the bottle in my hand, and he licked his chapped lips somewhat exaggeratedly, just like a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol, meeting fine wine.

Although the performance is a bit exaggerated, and even a little bit of snatching the bottle from my hand, I know that this does not mean that Pan Guanghai is a drunkard, but that the smell in this bottle is too tempting for him.

Even Xiao Qinghe, who has strong self-control and a firm will, can't help but praise the aroma that I can't smell, let alone others.

At this moment, I was really curious about what kind of smell they smelled, but unfortunately, I could only smell the stench from the bottle, and I was blessed to appreciate how attractive the aroma was.

Knowing that if Pan Guanghai didn't see it clearly, it would be difficult for him to be reconciled, so after smiling, I simply turned the bottle upside down, shook the bottle down, and said: "Actually, there is nothing, this bottle is not filled with wine, but some perfume." ”

Seeing that nothing was poured out of the bottle, Pan Guanghai was immediately disappointed, and after smiling bitterly, he asked, "Is this ...... Is that what you found in my pigsty? ”

With a faint smile, I glanced at him and said with a smile: "Yes, I found it from your pigsty, and this bottle is your daughter-in-law's thing." Out of the intention to examine him, I put the word "daughter-in-law" more heavily than the others.

Sure enough, hearing these two words, Pan Guanghai suddenly stopped talking.

Anyway, I came tonight, and I didn't plan to ask him anything, a little temptation was enough, so after inserting the cork back into the bottle, he smiled at him: "You haven't recovered yet, so let's recuperate with peace of mind first, strive to recover as soon as possible, eat more when you're hungry, and don't get along with yourself." ”

With that, he turned around and walked out of the shed.

In order to avoid being smoked by the stench, after uncorking the bottle, I kept inhaling through my mouth, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

Seeing me leave, Pan Guanghai's expression was a little unwilling, but there was no other way.

and Pan Guanghai was sick and crooked, he was choked enough, but he still had to take care of his mother, and after a few words, we left with a flashlight.

On the way home, Xiao Qinghe and I were discussing why she, Pan Guanghai and his daughter-in-law could smell the enticing aroma from this extremely strange bottle, while we could only smell the stench of the sky, but in other words, we couldn't think of a logical explanation.

In the end, I really had no choice, so I had to pat my head and say, since there is no common ground in a small area, a reasonable explanation can be found, so expand the scope and let more people try it to see which one it smells.

Of course, in view of the fact that Xiao Qinghe is a soul, he can smell the same aroma as Pan Guanghai, so while letting more people smell it, he must also try to find some yin spirits as much as possible.

The first to bear the brunt is naturally the white-faced scholar left behind by the general's soul.

didn't wait long on the side of the road, Xiao Qinghe called the white-faced scholar over, and along with him, there was also Pan Guanghai's daughter-in-law who was holding the ghost baby.

Since she also came along, she was able to confirm that this bottle was not the one she said.

But you don't need to ask, you already know the answer.

The moment she saw the bottle in my hand, Pan Guanghai's daughter-in-law's eyes lit up slightly, and then said, this bottle is right.

I was sure that it was right, and I was immediately relieved, and explained to the white-faced scholar who didn't know the situation, and told it: After calling it over to let it see a "strange thing", I slowly uncorked the bottle, and at the same time observed the reaction of it and Pan Guanghai's daughter-in-law.