"Not Gandapo?" Jiang Qiao exclaimed in surprise, but she didn't expect that there would be someone who reacted more than her.

"Don't look for me... It's none of my business, and I can't help it... Meng Luan covered his face and cried bitterly.

Also, if this is the infant spirit, maybe it is the illusion of her unborn child, all of this is the most terrifying and difficult to face for Meng Luan.

"The real Ganda is not such a simple thing." Jiang Li gritted his teeth and replied.

The light of the lamp and candle in Jiang Li's hand became more and more intense, and the illusion around him seemed to have encountered an extremely hot flame, turning into a hookah and gradually dissipating.

Jiang Qiao heard the footsteps of those wild foxes walking away briskly, and breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting out of trouble.

"Who's there, it's noisy?" A middle-aged beautiful woman emerges from a dissipated hookah.

"Madame... I... When Meng Luan saw the woman, he stumbled to her, and spat out broken words in his throat.

"No more." The beautiful woman supported Meng Luan, let her lean on her arms, and glanced at Jiang Qiao and his party majestically.

Jiang Qiao reacted instantly: This is Meng Luan's mother, Meng Kite, who ran away from home and gave birth to Meng Luan, but she didn't care about her daughter, but she stood up when the Meng family suffered great changes.

"Are these your guests?" Meng Kite asked with her head down.

"Hmm." Meng Luan nodded, and there was no ordinary intimacy in his eyes, but a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"If it's a guest, then please come in."

Meng Kite helped Meng Luan, turned his head and walked towards the depths of Meng Luan's house, everyone looked at each other, and they had to follow. Jiang Qiao followed behind, only feeling that this Meng Kite and Meng Luan did not look alike, with dignified and delicate eyebrows, not as charming as Meng Luan, worthy of being a family member who came out of the deep mansion compound, but with white temples and thin lips, it showed a little affection.

"Thank you for taking care of Mengluan." Let everyone sit down on the chairs in the main hall, Meng Yuan coldly instructed Meng Luan to pour tea for everyone, completely ignoring Meng Luan's uneasy emotions.

"Oh, no need to drink tea, we're mainly here to see Mrs. Meng." Jiang Qiao spoke up to stop Meng Luan's vain steps.

"Come and see the old lady?" Meng Yuan raised her eyebrows and wondered.

Mao Daxin replied: "Well, someone called the police before that the old lady had fainted, let's see if the old lady is okay before we can go back to solve the case." ”

"Didn't you come here last time? The little girl was also lost. Different from the previous coldness, Meng Yuan looked Jiang Qiao up and down, his eyes full of interest.

"Oh. That one... Mao Daxin was speechless for a while.

Meng Yuan glanced at everyone guardedly and detachedly, and said: "Our Meng family is now an orphan and widow, and it is not convenient to entertain outsiders, if there is nothing to do, we will not send it." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Qiao only felt that Meng Kite's voice was not as natural as it was at the beginning, but gradually became a little hoarse, and it seemed that there was still a sound like a rusty spring, which sounded extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh, by the way, we have to do a census, may I ask if there is anyone else in the family besides you, Meng Luan and the old lady? Like what... What about Meng Luan's father and grandfather? Seeing that he was about to be swept away, Jiang Qiao hurriedly asked his own questions.

As soon as the words came out, she felt that all kinds of eyes were cast at her from all directions.

Meng Yuan didn't expect to ask such a question, her face was stunned, and then she returned to her previous cold look: "Her father is gone, and I haven't seen him since she gave birth to Meng Luan." As for my father, he died very young, and I don't know much about the situation at that time. ”

"I heard that the Meng family raises a Qiandapo? Is it true? Miss Meng Luan said that she had seen it when she was a child and had killed her aunt. Jiang Li suddenly interjected.

Hearing Jiang Li's words, Meng Yuan noticed this man wearing sunglasses and following everyone silently all the way. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth hooked up a meaningful smile: "This gentleman is very special, your eyes... ”

"Oh, my colleague has been having some eye discomfort lately, I'm sorry." Mao Daxin was the first to answer.

But Meng Yuan turned a deaf ear to Mao Daxin's words, and smiled at Jiang Li: "Your eyes are a huge treasure, if you use them well, you may have unexpected effects, it's better to... ”

"No, thank you, can you answer my question first?" Jiang Li said coldly.

"Hehehe, what you said about Qiandapo, that's just a lie from the old man to coax the children, and they all say that our family is a family that relies on Qiandapo, in fact... In fact, we relied on a recipe, a secret recipe for winemaking, to have today's family business. Meng Kite smiled contrivedly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Winemaking?

"The wine made with our ancestral winemaking remedies is full of aroma, and just smelling it can make people fascinated, not to mention..." Meng Yuan said this, stopped, she stood up and paced among the crowd, carefully observed everyone's expressions, and said: "What's more, our family's wine, people can prolong their life when they drink it, and they can stay young. ”

It's not every woman's dream!

If you really have this kind of sake, you want to drink it no matter what the price!

Jiang Qiao's eyebrows jumped, and his eyes inadvertently collided with Meng Kite, and he hurriedly turned his face away, but he didn't expect Meng Kite to walk in front of her, lean down, look at her face carefully, and said with a smile: "Such a young and beautiful face, if you are old, what a pity, if you can maintain your current youth and beauty forever, then... How nice it would be, you say... Isn't it. ”

Jiang Qiao was seen through his heart, and laughed awkwardly: "Hehehe, of course, people don't want to get old, not like being ugly." ”

"Maybe it was this aroma that attracted Qianda Po to this house." Jiang Li said coldly.

"Hahaha, you're so interesting, you mean, our family's wine attracts those monsters? However, we haven't made wine for a long time, and I haven't seen that ancestral home remedy for a long time. Meng Yuan smiled, she let Jiang Qiao go, turned to Jiang Li, pinched his chin, and gently took off his sunglasses.

Those strange and poignant golden eyes exuded a thrilling beauty under the gaze of everyone.

"Hahaha, such beautiful eyes, excellent materials, if you use it to make wine, it must be mellow and fragrant. Perhaps, it can really make the legendary wine that can make people young. ”

Jiang Qiao looked at the two of them, facing Meng Yuan's words, Jiang Li's expression was as usual, but looking at Meng Yuan, the head of the Meng family's mansion, the corners of her mouth hooked up with an evil smile, where was there still a dignified and cold appearance half a minute ago.

I don't know if it's an illusion or reality, Jiang Qiao suddenly found that Meng Kite's face was like cracked white porcelain, and that fair and graceful face was quietly crawling with small scars that were sinuous and horizontal.

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