Li Sichen raised his hand and signaled that he had no malicious intent: "Don't be nervous, we are not in the same group as the people who attacked you before, otherwise, we wouldn't have gone to great lengths to find a cat with a Yin physique to help you wake up from suspended animation." ”

Hao Mengzhun did not let his guard down because of his few words, he was still full of vigilance, and asked: "Who are you? Why did you know that I was attacked? Why did you know that I was fake death?"

This feeling of being seen through the details made Hao Mengzhun quite unhappy.

"We really don't have any ill will. Ma Xiaoling also stood up at this time and helped Li Sichen speak.

Seeing Ma Xiaoling, Hao Mengzhun frowned slightly, frowned and recalled for a moment, and then asked hesitantly, "Are you the Ma family's jingle bell?"

"Jingle Bell?"

Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling were stunned.

"When did you have such a weird nickname?" asked Li Sichen.

"I don't know...... Ma Xiaoling spread her hands and said to Hao Mengzhun with a confused expression: "It's true that I'm from the Ma family, but where did the nickname Jingle come from?"

Hao Mengzhun finally smiled: "As the saying goes, half a can of water jingles." Your Ma family's feng shui is only passed on to men and not women, you are young by self-study and stealing teachers, learn a little bit of feng shui, and go around for people to watch the fortune telling of the house, isn't it half a jar of water jingle bell? Speaking of which, when you were just born, I also drank your full moon wine. In terms of seniority, you should call me Grandpa Hao. Why, you don't like jingle bells? I think this nickname is better than half a jar of water......"

Hao Mengzhun's vigilance and vigilance relaxed a little, and his relationship with the Ma family has always been good.

And after Ma Xiaoling listened to this, her expression was ugly.

That's right, Jingle Bell is indeed better than half a can of water, but such a nickname, she doesn't want it at all!

Hao Mengzhun moved his body for a moment and stood up from the ground: "I heard that the Ma family has been inquiring about the cause of Wen Chuan's death recently?

Because of Ma Xiaoling, he also regarded Li Sichen as a member of the Ma family.

Li Sichen didn't explain, nodded and said, "That's right, we came to you just to inquire about the cause of Wenchuan's death." I heard that you were on the scene at that time?"

"Your Ma family is really powerful, and even found out this news, in vain I thought that this news was hidden ......very deeply" Hao Mengzhun smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said: "In this way, the person who attacked me yesterday should also be here for this matter." It's just that he doesn't want me to tell me about this, so he wants to kill me!"

Li Sichen nodded: "You are right, the Ma family who originally came to find you was not the two of us." It's just that that person was attacked on the way to you, so it was the two of us who came to you. ”

Hao Mengzhun glanced at Li Sichen, and said angrily: "Anyway, I also lived a handful of years." These things can be deduced with a little brain. ”

Ma Xiaoling hurriedly interjected and said, "Grandpa Hao, can you tell us the cause of Wenchuan's death?"

Hao Mengzhun didn't give a definite answer, but frowned and said, "Your Ma family, how did you think of asking about the cause of Wen Chuan's death? The relationship between this person and your Ma family seems to be very ordinary, right?"

Ma Xiaoling did not answer, but set her eyes on Li Sichen.

Li Sichen said quietly: "We are also entrusted by others. ”

"Who is that person?" Hao Mengzhun asked.

"Wu Qiuyu. Li Sichen said his mother's name. At the same time, he stared at Hao Mengzhun's face, wanting to observe the change in his expression and see if he knew his mother. If so, I might be able to ask him about something related to my mother.

It's a pity that Hao Mengzhun's reaction disappointed Li Sichen.

He shook his head and said with a confused face: "I have heard Yu Qiuyu's words, the person who wrote "Farewell Kangqiao", this Wu Qiuyu, I have never heard of it. ”

Ma Xiaoling corrected: "Grandpa Hao, the person who wrote "Farewell Kangqiao" is Xu Zhimo, and Yu Qiuyu wrote "Cultural Journey"!"

Hao Mengzhun was a little embarrassed: "Uh...... Anyway, it's all their group that is engaged in literature, and that's pretty much it. ”

Yu Qiuyu and Xu Zhimo are fundamentally people of two eras, so they are far apart, okay......

Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Hao Mengzhun waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter who wants to know the cause of Wen Chuan's death." Someone doesn't want me to say it, so I'm going to say it! Hmph, fortunately I know how to fake my death, otherwise I would have really died this time! The person who attacked me was not only strong, but also made a killing move, so I had no chance to get out at all. Speaking of which, I'm glad you came this evening and woke me up with a cat. Otherwise, when I am sent to the crematorium tomorrow, I will go from fake death to real death......"

After muttering a few words of complaining, Hao Mengzhun pulled over a chair and sat down, motioned for Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling to find a place to sit down, and then squinted his eyes, recalling what happened more than ten years ago.

"A few days before Wen Chuan died, I got a bottle of good wine from a friend, and he and I are both good drinkers, but usually when his wife is at home, she will control him and prevent him from drinking. On the day he died, his wife was out on business, so he called me and asked me to bring food and wine to his house for a few drinks. ”

"After we had eaten and drunk, we moved out of the chessboard and played against each other. Because the food I ate at noon was a bit spicy, which made my stomach very uncomfortable, I went to the toilet not long after the chess game started. Not long after squatting, I heard the phone ringing at Wenchuan's house, and he picked up the phone and chatted with the other party. I didn't hear much about what they were talking about, but it seemed that they were mentioning things like immortality......"

Li Sichen raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was sure that the phone call that Hao Mengzhun said was made by Wu Qiuyu to Wenchuan. It's just that he didn't hear the content of the phone clearly, and he didn't know Wu Qiuyu either.

Hao Mengzhun didn't notice the strangeness of Li Sichen's expression, and continued to recall: "The phone call has been going on for about three or five minutes, right? I heard Wen Chuan shouting 'Hey' all the time, and I don't know if the other party hung up the phone, or if there was a problem with the signal line." Then I heard Wen Chuan ask in a frightened voice, 'Who are you?' I was thinking, this is not going to be a thief in broad daylight, right? I just wanted to lift my pants and go out to see what was going on. Now it seems that fortunately I didn't have time to go out at that time, otherwise, I would have died like Wenchuan......"