Chapter 117: The Old Woman Who Talks (1)

The owner of the divination house on Falling Fish Island is named Kumeng, and his age is unknown.

Looking at the appearance and listening to the voice, she looks like an old lady in her sixties, but it is said that ten years ago, she was like this.

Legend has it that the divination house is difficult to find, and it will only be seen on the edge of the cliff after the rain has passed, which adds a lot of mystery to her and the divination house.

Before Li Tingyuan arrived, Li Mianmian followed Kong Meng defenselessly.

This mysterious old lady invited herself personally, why do you have to give face, don't you?

As for the elder brother...... Let's talk about it!

It took only ten minutes to walk from the pine tree to the divination house on the edge of the cliff.

Li Mianmian had long heard the mysterious story about the divination house and the old lady of the empty dream, but this was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes.

Kong Meng led Li Mianmian to a small wooden house, only to see a two-word wooden plaque hanging on the top of the house - tomorrow.

"Tomorrow?" Li Mianmian read out unconsciously.

"Yes! Tomorrow, this evil spirit from hell may be punished by heaven one day and go back to hell. So, tomorrow seems near, but it may never come. ”

The empty dream hand was pinned behind him, looking at "tomorrow" thoughtfully.

Without waiting for Li Mianmian to ask anything more, she turned around with a smile and asked, "Little girl, you just follow my old woman, aren't you afraid that I will sell you?" ”

Li Mianmian looked at her with a clear face, and she couldn't figure out her thoughts.

I'm afraid that this old lady should have seen what happened on the edge of the cliff.

Since she has seen everything and knows that she is a demon from hell, and she still leads herself home?

What did she have in mind?

Do those three dead men in black have anything to do with her?

Li Mianmian's apricot eyes were crooked, and she smiled quietly: "Grandma, aren't you in the divination business?" Could it be that there is also a side business of child abduction and trafficking? ”

Child trafficking?

Kong Meng was not happy when she heard this, she looked her up and down in disgust for a long time, and shook her head.

"You girl is in her twenties, and you still call yourself a child, are you ashamed!"

This old lady is good, don't say she's 'small'

Li Mianmian smiled slyly, turned around lightly, and bypassed her and went straight into the wooden house.

Enter.

The house is small but well-equipped.

Not only is the outside wood, but even the furniture inside is wood, and Li Mianmian said in surprise: "Grandma, you usually live here alone?" ”

"Not really!" Sora Dream followed her into the house, his tone full of pride.

"I think it's a special experience to live here."

As he spoke, Li Mianmian saw a wooden table in the middle of the room, found a wooden stool, sat down by himself, put his hand on his cheek, and observed the surroundings curiously.

"You girl is really good at talking."

Kumeng walked over to the table, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to her.

"It's been raining for so long, don't catch a cold. Warm up with a cup of hot water. ”

"Thank you."

"It's very polite, and it deserves to be the ladies of the Wen family."

Hearing Kong Meng's words, Li Mianmian just took the water from her hand, and her hand froze in the air.

Kong Meng glanced at her, poured himself another glass of water, and sat down beside Li Mianmian like nothing.

She took a sip of hot water and smiled, "What? Am I wrong? ”

Li Mianmian squinted: "What else do you know?" ”

"I know a lot. Those who do our business must have some real skills, otherwise, if we accept money from people, make mistakes in divination, and harm people, isn't it a great sin? ”

Kong Meng paused and said, "I also know that you should have died three years ago, but for some reason, you survived and came back for revenge. ”