Qiao He paused when he heard the sound.
He and Ye Fei looked at each other at the same time, both of them looking troubled.
Yes, the devil is here.
No one should have an easy time tonight...
At this time, the barrier of the Witch Doctor Valley had been removed by Mo Qian, completely exposed to the public.
The people talking in the valley seemed to have installed loudspeakers, which were clearly transmitted outside.
Jiang Zhiyun was not familiar with other people's voices.
But how could she not recognize her son's voice?
Jiang Zhiyun has noticed something is wrong with Qiao He recently. Ever since his leg healed, this kid's heart has been flying to nowhere. He doesn't go to the company, doesn't care about business, has nothing to do all day long, and can't see anyone.
Jiang Zhiyun is a very enterprising woman, and she usually can't stand Qiao He's fun-loving temperament.
But he had been ill for two years, so the mother just turned a blind eye and didn't interfere too much.
As a result, this brat got more and more aggressive.
Now it’s so outrageous that I want to bring my bedridden father to this damn mountain!
Do you think your father has a long life?
Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyun happened to be in the hospital today and did not leave. He stopped the bodyguard who was about to take Qiao Ankang away.
Otherwise, this brat would have done something unknown.
Jiang Zhiyun led the people into the valley, following the sound.
Her face was frosty, colder than the wind on the mountain.
When Qiao He saw his mother, he had to pretend to be happy and greeted him, "Mom, are you still in the hospital so late?"
Jiang Zhiyun rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not in the hospital, so you just brought trouble to your father!"
Hearing this, Qiao He chuckled, "That's really unlucky."
Jiang Zhiyun usually lives a very regular life. He goes to the company in the morning, has lunch in the afternoon, goes to the hospital to accompany his father, and waits until dinner time before leaving. This happens every day.
So Qiao He didn't worry at all that whoever went to pick up his father at night would meet his mother.
As a result, I picked a good day like this...
When Jiang Zhiyun heard that Qiao He was still in the mood to joke, he glared at him angrily, "Second brother, you are getting more and more ridiculous! Now that you are well, come back to work in the company tomorrow. I think you are too idle! "
Qiao He, "..."
A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his muscles tensed up the corners of his mouth.
Look, mother.
Don't want his life.
What she wants is his freedom...
Ye Fei, who was following Qiao He, quickly stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.
"Madam, it's already so late. If you're angry, just call me and tell me. Why are you going up the mountain in person?"
Unfortunately, the atmosphere did not relax.
It actually sucked the flames of war over...
Jiang Zhiyun's piercing eyes immediately turned to Ye Fei, "You also know it's so late? Can the master come to this ghost mountain so late with his sick body?"
"The young master has only recovered from his illness for a few days. Can he be allowed to come to such a dark and evil place? Is this how you protect your young master?"
"Before I fell ill, I arranged for you to keep an eye on Qiao He. It turns out that the way you keep an eye on him is to accompany him everywhere to seek death!"
Jiang Zhiyun's voice was very oppressive.
Ye Fei didn't dare to breathe.
He lowered his head and listened to his wife's instructions, sighing silently.
This trick again...
Are you telling him this?
This is in the name of training him, telling the young master! ! !
The madam knew that it was useless to reprimand the young master, so the young master laughed and ignored it.
So she changed tactics.
Instead of training the master, train the subordinates instead...
In this way, if the young master dares to do something she doesn't like next time, someone will stop him...
The young master sometimes feels sorry for his servants and will restrain himself to some extent.
Otherwise, Jiang is very old, and Master Zhi, Madam is a master at matching each other.
Ye Fei listened to Jiang Zhiyun's scolding.
After a long while, he explained, "Madam, the young master is bringing me here for medical treatment. Master Mo Qian is here to take care of him. Madam, don't worry, he is absolutely reliable. She is the one who takes good care of the young master's illness."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyun stopped his voice.
She had heard before that a country Taoist priest saved Qiao He.
She wanted to see him, but for some unknown reason, Qiao He wouldn't let her see him.
Unexpectedly, I would have the opportunity to meet this legendary "miraculous doctor" today.
Although she didn't believe that it was this great immortal who saved Qiao He, it didn't stop her from getting to know him for a while.
Jiang Zhiyun looked around, and finally landed on the girl wearing a hat crookedly. Using the elimination method, he selected the person, "Master, are you the one who saved my son?"
"Yeah." Mo Qian responded casually.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyun walked over to Mo Qian, with a somewhat formulaic smile on his cold and proud face, "Thank you, Master, for your life-saving grace. May I ask what method Master used to cure Qiao He's disease?" "
"It's not cured, it's just to let him live a few more days." Mo Qian counted with his fingers, then added, "There are still ten months."
"..."
After she finished speaking, there was silence.
All the little birds and insects in the mountains kept their mouths shut obediently, and all the little animals knew not to speak when they shouldn't.
Jiang Zhiyun paused for a few seconds, and her eyes suddenly turned cold. She squinted her eyes and asked again, "Master, what do you mean by this?"
"Mom, master, you are joking."
This time Qiao He didn't give Mo Qian a chance to speak.
He answered first.
Unfortunately, some people couldn't understand the steps he gave.
"I didn't," Mo Qian looked at Qiao He strangely, "Don't you know how long you can live?"
Qiao He, "..."
Little Ancestor, you are truly an immortal...
You just have to have some emotional intelligence.
Everyone knows that this is the time to borrow the donkey from the slope...
The situation suddenly became out of control.
Jiang Zhiyun's eyes were murderous, as if he wanted to kill someone.
"What kind of charlatan are you talking nonsense? You shouldn't be a fortune teller under an overpass. You can just find someone to save you. If you save someone, the fortune teller will do it. If you save him, it's up to you!"
Jiang Zhiyun's words were already very offensive.
When Chu Yang heard this, he was unhappy.
She was talking about Master Mo Qian, the little fairy in his eyes!
"Hey, you old woman, why are you talking about Master Mo Qian like that! Let me tell you, Master Mo Qian is really powerful. I almost died before, but Master Mo Qian saved me!"
"And Master Mo Qian never tells lies. If she said your son will die in ten months, then he will die in ten months!"
"You go back and prepare the coffin board now, the time is just, just, good!"
