"No, I'm going back and asking." Mao Daxin stood up suddenly, and was about to walk back.

"Don't be impulsive." Jiang Qiao hurriedly stopped him.

"No, it's a matter of life." Mao Daxin's face turned red, the beloved girl not only had a child, but also may have been killed by her, no one can stand such a blow.

"Lives are at stake... This is so familiar... Mrs. Meng also said... Of vital importance... What does that mean exactly? Jiang Qiao muttered to himself.

Where is this?

Jiang Qiao opened his chaotic eyes, but what caught his eyes was lush green bamboo.

The down-to-earth touch under your feet, the fragrant bamboo fragrance, the quaint and old-style hall not far away... Here, this is the Meng family?

Jiang Qiao was a little strange, he finally stopped Mao Daxin at night, and went home separately, wasn't he still dealing with the blind date conversation with Jiang's mother just now, how did he return to this Meng family in a blink of an eye.

There was a sound of footsteps.

But she saw that the person who came was Meng Kite, she carried a walking lamp, and walked forward without hurrying or slow, I don't know if it was an illusion, the graceful and atmospheric mother of the Meng family before, her pace at this moment was a little staggering, and the white hair on her temples looked much denser than before.

Meng Kite walked in front of Jiang Qiao, but turned a blind eye to her, Jiang Qiao knew everything in his heart, maybe because he was thinking about what happened to the Meng family, and accidentally connected with the Meng family.

"Useless stuff."

Jiang Qiao followed Meng Lu into a separate bedroom, and saw Meng Luan lying in the green gauze tent drowsy, Meng Yuan looked down at Meng Luan who was still asleep with tears stains, muttered hatefully, and slowly stretched out one hand to Meng Luan's throat.

Jiang Qiao saw it clearly from the side, the skin of that hand was like dry bark, and the long black nails were like eagle claws, as if he could cut Meng Luan's throat with just a slight stroke. The hand grabbed Meng Luan's throat, and a thick shadow instantly appeared under the hand, penetrating into the girl's fair skin like ink, and extending rapidly in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everywhere the ink went, the delicate skin like a flower was stained with a withered brown.

And the sleeping Meng Luan didn't know all this.

Jiang Qiao was shocked, wanted to remind but knew that there was nothing he could do, seeing the sleeping Meng Luan at the mercy of others like a soft puppet, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Meng Kite and wrapped it tightly, although it was a sudden attack, but Meng Kite didn't seem surprised, she stretched her hand back, as if taking off her cloak easily removed the black shadow's clamp.

The person behind who desperately stopped Meng Luan turned out to be Mrs. Meng.

Mrs. Meng, who disappeared in the study for no reason that day, suddenly appeared at this critical moment, she threw herself at the head of Meng Luan's bed, and her hoarse voice was full of love: "Luan Luan is the most important treasure in my heart, there is nothing more important than you... ”

The familiar words made Jiang Qiao lose his mind for a moment, obviously the person who said this in Meng Luan's memories was the second wife, why... Why did Mrs. Meng say exactly the same thing?

Don't.....

It was as if a bolt of lightning had split through the layers of mist.

"Hmph, you still have the strength to act, it seems that I haven't done it thoroughly!" Meng Kite impatiently pressed her hand on the top of Mrs. Meng's head. Jiang Qiao on the side didn't even have time to let out an exclamation, but saw that Mrs. Meng's old face, which was already full of ravines, was instantly like a dead tree bark drained of water, and the whole person shrunk to the size of a monkey, curled up on the ground, and was already lifeless.

"Whew~ Forget it, I'm tired, I'll clean you up tomorrow." Meng Kite pulled the small shriveled corpse in one hand, as light as a piece of paper, and slowly walked out of the room.

"Little Joe? Joe? ”

The picture in front of him changed suddenly, and Jiang's mother's puzzled face was magnified several times into Jiang Qiao's eyes, Jiang Qiao came back to his senses and looked around, everything was a familiar furnishing.

It's home again.

"Mom, I just fell asleep?" Jiang Qiao asked.

"No, aren't we talking again, you suddenly stopped talking, you started to be in a daze, your eyes stared straight at the door, scared me to death, if you don't respond to me again, I'm going to call the emergency number." Jiang's mother probed Jiang Qiao's forehead worriedly: "I don't have a fever, should we go to the hospital to have a look?" ”

"No, you don't..." Jiang Qiao smiled, got up and went back to the room.

It's strange.,It was just in a dream that it could be like this.,How can I do it today.。。。 Did she do it on purpose? Jiang Qiao remembered that Mrs. Meng was staring straight in her direction before she died, her lips fluttering weakly, but she didn't know what to say.

What are you talking about?

Jiang Qiao tried hard to recall the shape of Old Lady Meng's mouth, but she couldn't think of what she wanted to say before she died.

Dididi~

"Hello? Daxin? Oh my God, so early ... Are you crazy? Jiang Qiao was ringing by a mobile phone in her sleep, squinting and touching the phone, last night's experience made her unable to sleep for a long time, and she didn't fall asleep until dawn.

"No, I can't sleep at all, I can't wait for tonight, I'm going to go to Meng's house to find Luan Luan to ask clearly, no matter what, it's a fresh life, if there is still salvation, what if it drags on." Mao Daxin's anxious and tired voice came from the other end of the phone.

Jiang Qiao instantly sobered up: "Okay, you wait for me, we will meet downstairs in Jiangli." ”

Mao Daxin heard this and said, "Hurry up, I'll be downstairs in Jiangli, I'll call him, and then gather downstairs at your house." ”

Jiang Qiao immediately got up and was about to freshen up, when he suddenly found that there were several unread messages on his phone, and at first glance, they were sent by Li Yang last night. Jiang Qiao was so worried last night that he didn't notice that there was any information, Jiang Qiao looked at the time, gritted his teeth, forget it, let's talk about it when it's done.

When I got downstairs, I saw Mao Daxin and Jiang Li standing there as usual, Mao Daxin's eyes were bloodshot, his chin was covered with green stubble, and he looked like he had not slept all night. Jiang Li next to him was not much better, although he was not as haggard as Mao Daxin, but the shadow under his eyes still exposed his thoughts.

Jiang Qiao yawned sleepily, as if he was contagious, and the other two opened their mouths, one after another.

The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh helplessly.

"Let's go!"

Before coming to the Meng Mansion, the door was unlocked, but he saw a white silk and black cloth hanging on the door, Jiang Qiao was shocked, and immediately thought of everything he saw during the iQue last night, and his heart was more certain, and he said: "Daxin, Mrs. Meng has passed away." ”

"Huh? How so? Mao Daxin raised his foot and was about to rush inside, but saw Meng Luan dressed in white, with a black cloth hanging on his arm, standing not far from the door with a gloomy expression. As soon as he saw Mao Daxin, he threw himself into his arms sadly, and said bitterly: "Old lady... The old lady died last night. ”

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