absurd deduction game.

"What are you waiting for?"

The voice that could not be called friendly actually became a faint echo in the empty small building. The woman's eyes looked at them, motionless.

Several people were a little nervous.

What they were nervous about was not that the woman was going to attack them, but that if they found out that Jiang Po was actually hostile, their previous speculations would be overturned. Master Wanban's birthday banquet was about to come. At this time, a party How troublesome it would be to completely overthrow it.

After a brief silence, Yu Xing smiled, pointed at the shaking bone bell and said, "This bell is pretty good-looking and has a good sound. Did you make it?"

When the woman heard this, she turned her gaze slightly, glanced at the bell, and said calmly: "No, my mother-in-law collected it."

Fortunately, Yu caught the key word: collection, not production?

He seemed puzzled: "Why is my mother-in-law collecting these? We seem to have seen them elsewhere -"

"When you see your mother-in-law, ask her yourself." The woman interrupted impatiently, her brows furrowed, "Follow me."

After saying that, he turned around again and continued walking up the stairs.

Everyone had no choice but to follow the woman with a bad temper. After going up the stairs, the angle of view became higher, and they could see the things hanging on the beams more clearly.

In addition to sunny dolls and bone bells, there are also various braided knots, dream catchers, wind chimes in other shapes, and there is even a human skull hanging in the corner.

These things are tied with strings on their backs and hung in the room, like "people" hanging themselves.

The siren's eyes flashed, he walked a few steps quickly, and asked the woman curiously: "My mother-in-law lives on the second floor? Then who are you? Do you usually live here?"

The woman didn't look back, with an expression like "Why do you talk so much? Are you annoyed?", but she finally answered her question: "My name is Alan."

——Although it is a selective answer.

After a few words, the situation on the first floor was no longer visible. They came to the corridor on the second floor and stopped outside the door closest to the stairs. Alan knocked on the door, and his tone suddenly became very gentle: "Mother-in-law~ The person you were waiting for is here again."

There was a sound inside the door.

Then an old but powerful voice came, saying through the wooden door:

"come in--"

Alan carefully pushed the door open.

Yu Xing glanced into the room. The room looked like a bedroom. There was a straw mat at the end. There were no tables, chairs, or benches. Instead, it was filled with bottles, cans, and boxes. There was also a quite large desk on the wall. The thing was covered by a dirty white cloth, so you couldn't tell what it was.

The legendary "Jiang Po" was sitting cross-legged on the straw mat, neatly dressed, with her silver hair tied into an elegant bun on her head.

Her face was a bit old, but she was very kind-hearted, not at all the same as Alan. Amid the criss-crossing of skin folds, her cloudy eyes looked over, and then she smiled.

"Children, come in." She waved to Yu Xing and others.

Several people stepped in one after another.

When Alan saw this, he said to the old woman: "Mother-in-law, since we have brought them here, I will go back to the room first." "You kid, you are still so withdrawn." The old woman shook her head helplessly, and then waved her hand, " Hey...go on, go on."

After Alan closed the door and the footsteps gradually faded away, the old woman looked up at them with a smile and said, "Sit down...I don't have any particular requirements here, just sit on the floor."

Excluding the floor space for boxes and jars, the rest of the space is enough for five adults to sit, but they just need to be close to my mother-in-law.

Guijiu was the first to step forward and sit down, unscrupulously shining a light on the old woman at close range. Zhao Mou covered his eyes and immediately followed him to sit down. He quietly pulled his brother to signal him not to be so obvious.

Then he said apologetically to the old woman: "I'm sorry, this person comes from out of town, and his living habits are relatively straightforward. I didn't mean to offend her intentionally."

The old woman didn't seem to mind. She smiled and shook her head. After seeing that the rest of the people had done so, she said, "Young people all have their own personalities. How wonderful this is. Look at Alan, my old woman and her After all these years, I am deeply offended by her."

Ren Yi answered naturally: "Yes, she looks quite fierce."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled. The teeth in her mouth were still intact, and she spoke very clearly: "Oh, this child is not deliberately being mean to you. She has this temper, a sharp mouth and a soft heart, but she is actually kind! "

"That's right, she's nineteen years old, she looks like she's sixteen or seventeen, and there's no one to keep her company. I'm already worried about her life-long events, but she's not worried yet..."

Seeing that the topic was inexplicably turning to the marriage issues of the younger generation, Zhao Mou cleared his throat, found an opportunity to breathe, and directly jumped into the topic: "Mother-in-law, you are the Po Jiang known to the people in this town."

"It's me." The mother-in-law looked at him with a smile.

Zhao Mou leaned forward slightly and smiled politely: "Then why don't you ask us what we came to see you for?"

Yu Xing answered: "I just heard from Alan that the people you were waiting for have been brought up again. Did you know we were coming? And we are not the first ones to come, right?"

He asked, looking at his mother-in-law's clothes calmly.

This dress is similar to Alan's. It is a dark blue blouse and long skirt. The top worn by the old woman is much wider, and the sleeves are also large. She sits cross-legged, and her feet and legs are covered under the clothes. .

"Not bad, not bad..." Mrs. Jiang clapped softly with her bony hands, "Before you, someone has been here, the children of the Luo family and the Zhao family. Alas, here I am. It’s so lively today.”

Oh?

Who, Luo Yan and Zhao Zhan, have been here today?

Yu Xing thought about it and showed a cute smile that all elders like: "Mother-in-law, what are they here to ask?"

"These children also have a hard life. They suffered a lot and half of their souls were eaten away." Jiang Po sighed deeply and stretched out her hand. This hand tremblingly covered the sea monster's head. On the back of his hand, he patted her comfortingly, "Little girl, you have a hard life too, your life is the hardest."

Siren: "..."

"You are also here to ask me about souls, right?" Jiang Po's straightforwardness surprised the deducer. Can she see the extent of the damage to their souls?

But what are they missing?

The siren couldn't see anyone else with his peripheral vision, so he could only nod his head: "Yes, mother-in-law, what will be the impact if we lose part of our souls?"

Yu Xing listened to their questions and answers and did not immediately focus on the answers he was about to get.

He was just thinking that Luo Yan and the others came to Jiang Po Tower today, but...why didn't they go back?

Where are Luo Yan and the three Zhao family members now?

(End of this chapter)