Isn't her reaction a little too big? Does she know me?

I was a little puzzled, so I squeezed out a smile and replied again: "My name is Chen Biluo, what's wrong?" ”

As I spoke, I looked at her carefully. It was found that she was not only fat, but also not tall.

Ma Dafang's eyes became more and more complicated, and then, he turned his head to look at Fan Shou, and then looked at me again, "Is your husband called Fan Shou?" ”

"How do you know?" I was vigilant.

Because we have a row of seats, we are at the front, so there is no one in front, and we are separated from the next seat in the aisle, so we don't have to worry about being heard.

When she heard what I said, she put the bag of potato chips in her hand into the garbage bag, clapped her hands, stretched out her hand to me and said, "Miss Chen, I am Ma Jin's eldest daughter named Ma Dafang, before I came, I received an email from Qiqi, saying that she was in distress among the Black Miao people near Sabah, Malaysia, and asked me to go over to save her." Actually, I've been disconnected from my family for many years, and they never contacted me, and if they weren't really in distress this time, they wouldn't have emailed me. ”

"In distress?" I chuckled in my heart, and first thought of Shoubai Shouyu, so I didn't shake hands with her, "Then how do you know my name?" And Fan Shou's name? ”

"Fan Shou, I've seen him before, but when he took Qiqi as an apprentice, his face was full of pox, so I didn't recognize him when I saw him just now. As for knowing your name, it's because Qiqi mentioned you and your children in the email......" Speaking of this, Ma Dafang suddenly covered his mouth, as if he realized that he had missed his mouth, and looked at me worriedly.

She stopped talking at this critical moment, so that I was so anxious that I forgot that I was on the plane, and shouted at her, "Child? What's wrong with the kids? Say it quickly! ”

Before I could reply, my mind was filled with all sorts of horrific images of the children in distress, and my heart sank.

Ma Dafang looked around, and probably saw that everyone was looking at us, so he lowered his voice and said to me: "I promised Qiqi that I can't tell you, otherwise, when I am in Nanjing, I will go to Fan Shou......"

"Can't tell us? So the kids really have a problem, right? In a hurry, I grabbed Ma Dafang's collar and looked at her excitedly.

"I ......"

"Biluo, what's wrong?" Before Ma Dafang could say anything, Fan Shou didn't know when he came over, reached out and pinched my shoulder, and looked at me worriedly. Then he looked at Ma Dafang on the side, and seemed to recognize her, "Have I seen you somewhere?" ”

"Fan Gugong, have you forgotten? I'm Qiqi's eldest sister, Ma Dafang! But I wasn't so fat before......" Ma Dafang replied to Fan Shou, and then stared at Fan Shou's face in a daze, "Fan Gugong's face is also different from before, I can't even recognize the handsome." ”

"It turns out that you are Ma Dafang, but I remember that you didn't get along with a Vietnamese man, and then smuggled to Vietnam? How did you appear on the plane from Nanjing to Malaysia now? When Fan Shou saw her, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes flashed with vigilance.

Ma Dafang scratched his head with his fat hand, and said irritably, "It's hard to say a word......"

"Tell me, what happened to Qiqi and my children?" I can't wait for her to waste time waiting for her and Fan Shou to say hello back and forth, and now I want to know what danger Qiqi and the children have encountered.

As soon as I asked this, Fan Shou's face froze, and he forced his eyes towards her, "Qiqi and the children had an accident?" ”

Ma Dafang had no choice but to tell us about Ma Qiqi sending her an email asking for help.

It turned out that Ma Qiqi and Zheng Yunkai were afraid that Wang Yang would find them, and they couldn't protect Shoubai Shouyu, so they took them to smuggle to their people in Sabah for refuge, where do you know, just a few days after going, I saw that the people in the village have been harassed by the local indigenous people, as the witch master of Ma Shanzhai, Qiqi naturally can't see the people who immigrated to Sabah being bullied, so they used Gu magic on the locals. The other party's head descending master thought that Shoubai Shouyu was the child of Qiqi and Zheng Yunkai, and took them away.

Ma Qiqi was hit by the head again and was in danger, but she didn't dare to call us for fear that we would blame her, so she sent a distress email to her sister Ma Dafang. Because Ma Dafang's ex-husband is Vietnamese, he has a certain understanding of the head-lowering technique, and Ma Dafang's Gu technique itself is much higher than Ma Qiqi, Ma Qiqi thought that looking for her would definitely be able to rescue Shoubai Shouyu.

As a result, she never expected that Fan Shou and I would meet Ma Dafang on the plane.

Ma Dafang is a big mouth again, so he didn't say a few words and explained everything to us.

After listening to her words, Fan Shou frowned and pondered, and I cried anxiously, "Shoubai Shouyu ......"

Although I've read the Gu magic cheats, I don't know anything about the head-lowering technique! And Fan Shou, he is the same, in this way, can we still rescue the children in the hands of the local head descender?

I don't blame Ma Qiqi and Zheng Yunkai now, but I blame myself for not entrusting my children to them for protection.

But in that case, I had to arrange it like this!

"Sister Biluo, I'm sorry, my family Qiqi is too impulsive, and she doesn't take your children well." Ma Dafang looked at me guiltily and apologized to me.

According to the generation, Fan Shou and I are Zheng Yunkai's nephews, and Fan Shou is Ma Qiqi's master, so since they knew that Ma Jin and Ma Shanzhai were killed by Wang Yang, the couple were very respectful to me and Fan Shou, helping us everywhere, and their relationship gradually warmed up.

Therefore, I know that Ma Qiqi really didn't mean it, and I can forgive her.

But Fan Shou's face sank, "These two useless guys can't look good at a child." No wonder I said I was going to pick up the children before, and the two of them pushed back and said that they wanted to take the children around the world to go around the world for a few more laps......"

"Qiqi, they are also afraid that you will be angry......" Ma Dafang glanced at Fan Shou's face, and it was estimated that it was quite terrifying to see his calm face, so he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"Brother Shou, do you know about the head-lowering technique? Can you be sure that you can save the children? I will suppress my worries, try to calm down, look at Fan Shou, and ask in a low voice.

Hearing this, Fan Shou let go of the hand on my shoulder, straightened up, and looked at the clouds outside the window, as if he had come up with something. I thought he wouldn't answer my words, and was about to ask him again, but he came back to his senses, pointed to his seat, and looked at Ma Dafang, "Dafang? ”

Ma Dafang was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood, held his backpack, got up and changed seats with Fan Shou, but, before leaving, he also whispered to persuade Fan Shou not to blame Ma Qiqi and his wife or anything, Fan Shou ignored her.

I found that Fan Shou was very rude to her.

After he sat down beside me, he reached out and grabbed my hand, and said softly: "Wife, although I don't know much about the head lowering technique, however, the head lowering technique also evolved from the Miao Gu technique, the so-called ever-changing is not separated from its origin, and the general Gu method is still the same, so don't worry, I will definitely find a way to rescue the children." ”

Hearing his words, I breathed a sigh of relief, although I was still worried about the children, but Fan Shou's words made me feel much more at ease.

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Because Ma Dafang and her previous Vietnamese husband often run business in Nanyang's generation, they know these small countries very well, and with her, we didn't have much effort along the way, got off the plane, and followed her to the place where the Black Miao people live in Sabah, a place called "Jima Village".

Located in the mountains west of Sabah, Jima Village is similar to the Yunnan side, with terraced rice fields, and the villagers in the village wear Yunnan Miao costumes, but most of their clothes are tattered and dirty.

The houses they live in are even more dilapidated, some are simple houses made of a few asbestos tiles, and some are wooden box houses nailed out of wood. The overall environment looks like two words: "hard"!

When I saw Ma Shanzhai before, I thought that the bamboo house was simple enough, and now when I see these houses, I know that the house of Ma Shanzhai is good.

Thinking that Shoubai Shouyu followed Ma Qiqi and them to live here before, I felt very distressed in my heart. Next time, no matter how dangerous I encounter, I will never entrust my children to someone else's care!

Because it had just rained here when we came, the road in the village was full of mud, and after we walked a few steps, our shoes got dirty, and I ended up stuck in the mud and couldn't move much.

Seeing this, Fan Shou didn't say a word, but carried me up in front of Ma Dafang, Fan Shishi, and some Jimazhai villagers who came out to watch.

Some of the villagers gathered together and looked at us and smiled.

"Da Fang, how long will it take to get to the house where Qiqi lives in?" After Fan Shou picked me up and walked a few steps, he asked Ma Dafang in front.

She glanced back at us, wiped the sweat from her fat face, and replied, "I don't know very well, but I heard from the villager just now that Qiqi and they live in the strongest stone house in the village, and the house is on the terrace at the back. ”

"Doesn't that just have to go on?" Fan Shishi said, "There are no stones on this land, and it is really difficult to walk when it rains!" ”

Even Fan Shi thinks the road is difficult to walk, which shows that this road is really difficult to walk.

I was carried by Fan Shou, so my strength recovered a lot, so I raised my head and looked around, and I found that there were purple lantern-shaped flowers planted at the doors of the dilapidated houses on both sides of the road, and there was not a single child in the whole village, which made me very puzzled.

So, I reached out and tugged at Fan Shou's back collar, "Brother Shou, why are there no children in this village?" ”

"Maybe I'm going to school!" Fan Shou answered me casually.

Is that so? Are all the kids going to school?

We walked a distance further, a little farther away from these broken houses, and gradually saw a few mountain and stone houses, and we all breathed a sigh of relief, which should be where Ma Qiqi and his family lived. Unexpectedly, just as we were about to walk to the stone houses, an old lady with bare feet and a dirty black national skirt rushed out of the house shouting, "Uhh ”

When she came out, there was a black mist rising behind her, and it looked like her clothes were on fire.

We were surprised, the old lady tripped over the bamboo pole at the door, fell to the ground, and immediately heard her "ah-la" shout, and began to roll, but the black fog on her body became more and more intense, and there was also a "magnetic" sound.

"What's wrong with this old lady?" Seeing this, Fan Shi put down the suitcase he was carrying on his shoulders and was about to walk over to check.

"Don't move!"

Fan Shou immediately stopped him. But he was carrying me on his back and couldn't hold him in time, so when the stone squatted down, his hands were stained with a little black mist, and suddenly, the stone screamed in pain, "Whoa...... It hurts! ”

"Stick your hands in the mud!" Seeing this, Ma Dafang shouted at the stone.

When the stone heard this, he didn't think about it, so he put his hand into the mud, and then his expression softened.

And just as we were focusing on the stone, the old lady suddenly stopped moving. At the same time, a white figure ran out of the house, "Doesn't the dead old woman collect money and do nothing?" What to run?! ”

Hearing this, we all moved our eyes to the sound, and sure enough, this familiar voice belonged to Zheng Yunkai!

I saw that after he ran out, his eyes first fell on the old woman, so he didn't notice us. But after a while, his eyes widened wider and wider, and his face showed a frightened expression, and then he fell to the ground, but his hands kept propping back backwards, "Oh my God, this is ...... What's going on? ”