"Gone?" Mao Daxin and Jiang Qiao exclaimed at the same time.

Then you are still talking to us here so calmly. Jiang Qiao was secretly suspicious in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

"yes, I didn't see her when I woke up this morning, I'm looking for her in the yard." Meng Luan's tone was flat, as if what was missing was just an old clothes that had been idle for a long time.

"No, isn't your old lady sick in bed, where can she go by herself?" Jiang Qiao followed behind Mao Daxin, and was about to look for someone in a hurry, but he suddenly remembered this stubble in his mind and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, my grandmother will disappear for a day or two every once in a while. And then I'll come back again. Meng Luan disagreed.

"Also... Can it be like this? Jiang Qiao glanced at Mao Daxin, if she couldn't see Mrs. Meng, she couldn't be sure if she was safe, she rolled her eyes and said, "That's it, let's help find your grandmother, don't have anything happen to the old man." ”

Meng Luan pursed her mouth, and it seemed that she was not too worried about the disappearance of the old grandmother, but in the end she reluctantly agreed. She led the way deeper into the house.

Mao Daxin followed behind Meng Luan and talked to her in a gentle tone, Jiang Qiao walked at the end, looking at the two people talking happily in front of him, he couldn't help frowning and muttering, this Meng Luan looked gentle and lovely, why didn't he care about his old man at all.

It seems that Mao Daxin has fallen in love with her at first sight, which is not a good thing.

This Mongolian house is the pattern of a leisurely garden, a stall of green fake ponds divides the small courtyard into east and west two worlds, the east garden is rugged with mountains and rocks, and the verandah connects several grand halls and secluded residences; At first glance, the West Garden is full of greenery, like a bay of frozen blue waves.

Meng Luan took them to Xiyuan.

Walking into this secluded garden, I found that the greenery in the yard was only a kind of bamboo, which grew densely and almost did not see the light of day, and it seemed that the owner should have not taken care of this bamboo forest for a long time, and this bamboo grew unattended so much that it almost covered the bluestone path under his feet.

But I have to say that this garden is quite tortuous and profound.

Jiang Qiao looked at it while walking, and was surprised again and again, this small mansion actually had the atmosphere of deep mountains and dense forests. Just as Jiang Qiao was only concerned about observing the scenery along the way, she didn't notice that the laughter and conversation of the two people in front of her were gradually drifting away, and by the time she reacted, there was no trace of the two of them.

Jiang Qiao looked left and right, and decided to follow the cobblestone path under his feet, although he didn't feel too panicked, his pace still sped up a lot. I don't know how long she walked, Jiang Qiao only felt that the bamboo shadow was still unchanged as far as her eyes could see, and the uneven stone road made her feet numb, she sighed and stopped.

Jiang Qiao was a little annoyed, Mao Daxin, a guy who is heavy on color and light friends, I haven't seen her for a long time and I don't know how to wait for her, I guess I haven't found out that she's missing yet.

Jiang Qiao rubbed her sour calves, looked around carefully, there was only an unchanged bamboo shadow as far as her eyes could see, she faintly felt that something was wrong, according to her foot speed, I am afraid that three streets have been walked, how can this Meng family be so big, I have walked for so long, I haven't even seen a small building, and I haven't met half a figure along the way.

Is it the wrong way?

Jiang Qiao had to take out his mobile phone and prepare to call for help, but unexpectedly found that there was no signal on the phone.

Hell, in the city center, it's open air again, and there will be no signal.

Jiang Qiao stood in the middle of the bamboo forest, confused for a while, and the brilliant sunset light refracted mottled silhouettes on the ground through the bamboo leaves. She looked up at the sky, she had been delayed in this garden for more than three hours?

What to do?

The cold wind blew faintly, and the winter cold gradually penetrated her back, Jiang Qiao shivered coldly, and the green rod also made a honey-like rustling sound. Jiang Qiao tightened his neckline and shrunk his neck, finally waiting for this cold wind to pass through, ready to speed up his pace to see if he could meet the guy who had no humanity of the opposite sex.

Wrong.

Why has the wind stopped, but the sound of the leaves has not stopped?

Jiang Qiao's spine was chilled, it was not the wind, it was something commotion in the depths of the bamboo forest, no, it was staring at him.

However, Jiang Qiao couldn't see anything.

Although she couldn't see it, Jiang Qiao could hear the sound hidden behind the layers of bamboo leaves, and an unprecedented loneliness rose in her heart, at this time, it would be good if Jiang Li was here.

But his eyes ...

When she thought of Jiang Li's eyes that could spy on the secrets behind the dark night, and she couldn't see anything from now on, she felt an inexplicable heartache in her heart.

How can you heal his eyes?

Oops~

Jiang Qiao's mind was chaotic, and he didn't pay attention, but he was dragged down by a sudden force under his feet. There was a bone-chilling pain in his knees and elbows, and Jiang Qiao let out a long sigh of grief, could there be anything more unlucky than the current situation?!

Jiang Qiao sat up, cried and rubbed his elbows, and looked back to see what was hiding in the grass to stumble on himself.

"Ah~"

It's okay not to look at it, but Jiang Qiao, who was so frightened by this look, was almost out of his mind.

In the grass beside the path lay stiffly an old woman in a red dress and red pants with white hair.

"Old Lady Meng?" The old woman was lying in the grass as if she was asleep, there were no scars on her face, Jiang Qiao trembled and tested the old woman's snort with her fingers, but fortunately there was still a breath. She hurriedly helped the old woman up, and there was still residual warmth on her body, but no matter how Jiang Qiao shouted, the old woman did not react.

"What should I do? The mobile phone has no signal, and no one can be found, if the treatment is delayed... Help, help. Jiang Qiao panicked and shouted for help.

Of course, no one answered.

Jiang Qiao gently flattened the old woman, got up and prepared to trot to find someone, but after a few steps, he heard a rush of footsteps through the bamboo bushes, running straight towards him from behind.

Jiang Qiao hurriedly looked back, only to see a golden glow like an arrow from the string passing in front of him. She's a spirit, what's so fast?

"Wow~" A high-pitched chirp came from the old woman.

Jiang Qiao fixed his eyes and saw that a fluffy little beast that was not like a cat was sitting upright on the old woman's chest, licking its sharp paws carelessly, and what was even more annoying was that the little beast seemed to be looking at himself with disdain from the corner of his eyes.

"Go away." Jiang Qiao shouted anxiously, picked up the pebble at his feet, and threw it over, trying to scare the little beast away.

The little beast had a calm expression that Taishan collapsed in front of him and did not change color, completely ignoring Jiang Qiao as nothing, and even stretched out his sharp claws towards her and shook in the void, as if threatening her.

Damn, this little beast is not afraid of people at all, what kind of animal is this?

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