Rice?!

Hearing this, Bo Jinghan almost didn't jump.

She suppressed the restlessness rolling in her heart, opened her eyes wide, and asked in a low voice: "Did this incident happen not long after Bo Qingqing passed away?" I think it's an anniversary in a year's time! ”

"Seems to be, right? It was many years ago, anyway. I remember that I had been scanning for a long time, and when I came back, I asked my uncle because I was curious why the woman was smearing. Uncle Mi said to me......"

He looked back at the old man, and then mysteriously approached Bo Jinghan and Aze, leaned between the two and whispered: "Uncle Mi, if I tell others, I think that you two and Bo Qingqing are relatives, and you have the right to know about this matter, so I will sue you." Uncle Mi said, then, where did it come from, there is a rumor of feudal superstition. said that rice is an exorcism, it can ** the soul, encircle people's souls, and let her not go to the people who hurt her to take revenge! ”

The fist, the tighter it gets.

Her tight nails dug into her flesh, and she didn't seem to feel anything.

Bo Jinghan clenched his teeth tightly, resentful in his heart.

She had heard this legend, and she also knew that the name of the place where the young man in front of her forgot jì was Liu Mengru's hometown.

Although she didn't believe in these unscientific things, after listening to the young man's narration, she immediately thought of Liu Mengru. I couldn't help sneering in my heart, this woman is doing this, is she weak-hearted? She'll know to be afraid, too!

Feel her anger and chills.

Aze reached out at the right time, gently wrapped the back of her hand with his palm, and patted it soothingly.

Bo Jinghan's cold hand was warm, like an electric shock.

But when she looked up at Aze and touched the soft and calm eyes, she gradually calmed down, and quickly retracted her expression.

At this time, she listened to Aze playing Tai Chi, classified this matter as feudal superstition, and brought it over in three or two sentences. Then, intentionally or unintentionally, he chatted with the two grave keepers about their usual lives.

When they really talked energetically, they completely let their guard down.

Aze suddenly opened his mouth, and brought the topic very casually to the man who had asked them to take care of Bo Qingqing's tombstone regularly all year round, and asked about the man's approximate age and appearance. I always feel that their descriptions are very similar to Lu Chenbin, but they are in a trance and there are some discrepancies.

But because there are no photos, Aze's suspicions are limited to intuition and cannot make any accurate judgments.

Until, Bo Jinghan asked on a whim, "He doesn't have any characteristics?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the old and the young stopped talking.

Bo Jinghan was afraid that they would be vigilant, so he hurriedly interrupted with a smile: "Oh, that's the case. I was thinking that since he was so concerned about my mother, for example, he had a good relationship with her. And I know a lot of people who have a good relationship with my mother. So...... I'd like to ask if he has any characteristics, and maybe he's someone I know! ”

The old and the young were silent, but judging by the young man's expression, he didn't seem to be alert, but thinking.

After a while, the young man obviously thought of something, his eyes lit up, he slapped the table suddenly, and said with excitement on his face: "I remembered!" The eyes of the great good man, his eyes are very special, they are the kind of black with a little blue. It's different from us, it's very good-looking, like a foreigner! ”。

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