Chapter 234 One hundred years old is the age for struggle!
"Hey, you're here to mourn and drink, right? The girl is quite pretty."
Jiang Nanxi turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a slightly wretched appearance.
This guy is also a villager in the village and a relative of the Xu family. Jiang Nanxi had seen this man when she was crying inside just now.
The man noticed Jiang Nanxi's gaze, and he whistled and looked Jiang Nanxi up and down.
The malicious look makes people feel uncomfortable.
Leng Huaixin frowned, stepped forward, stood in front of Jiang Nanxi, and said, "What are you looking at? You're whistling at me. What do you mean?"
As the captain of the White Tiger Division of the Psychic Bureau, Leng Huaixin is full of righteousness and his serious face is quite intimidating.
The villager looked at him with some fear, then retracted his gaze and stopped staring at Jiang Nanxi.
"Xu Fan, stop standing outside smoking. The dinner is about to start. Come in and help!"
Someone called him from inside the yard.
The wretched man named Xu Fan threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and walked towards the yard.
However, before entering the door, he turned around to look at Jiang Nanxi and smiled meaningfully.
He tutted his tongue and muttered, "I'm so lucky, this old man. These women are more beautiful than each other. They're all going to die anyway, so why can't I play with them for a bit?"
He muttered so softly that ordinary people couldn't hear him if they were one step away from him.
However, Jiang Nanxi and Leng Huaixin were both cultivators, and even though they were two or three meters away from Xu Fan, they could hear what he said clearly.
After Xu Fan came in, the two of them looked at each other, and both understood.
"It seems like they're really arranging a ghost marriage for the old man! But several women have died. Why would this old man, alone, want to arrange ghost marriages for so many women?"
Leng Huaixin whispered in confusion.
"I don't know. Maybe the old man is still strong and has a stronger demand."
“……?”
No, the old man of the Xu family was already over 90 when he died, almost 100! What could he possibly need?!
Seeing Leng Huaixin's puzzled expression, Jiang Nanxi said, "Why are you looking at me like that? My guess is based on reality.
In reality, some people are having mistresses in their seventies, some are still busy with elections in their seventies, and some are having three children in their seventies. Meanwhile, we young people haven't accomplished anything. A hundred years old is the age to strive! The world belongs to the elderly!
“……?”
Dinner hadn't started yet, and Jiang Nanxi was bored waiting, so she pulled Leng Huaixin outside to chat.
Leng Huaixin originally planned to walk around the area to look for any clues, but Jiang Nanxi grabbed him and wouldn't let him leave.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for clues."
Leng Huaixin said.
"It's still a while before the banquet starts. If we just stand there and do nothing, isn't that a waste of time?"
"What's wrong with wasting a little time? You're wandering around everywhere now, holding a Psionic Bureau instrument. Anyone with a normal mind will think you're crazy. What if we alert the enemy?"
Leng Huaixin put away the instrument and said, "Then I won't use the instrument. I'll just take a look with my eyes."
"Can't you just squat here and chat with me?"
“It’s such a waste of time.”
Jiang Nanxi said earnestly, "Xiao Leng, when you feel that life is meaningless and you are wasting your time, just think about those scenes in the adult films that you skipped. There are people who carefully added subtitles. How can chatting with you be a waste of time?"
“……?”
Leng Huaixin's mouth twitched. "Can you be a little more normal? I don't even dare to chat with you outside, for fear that others might hear me and think I'm a pervert like you."
"Okay, okay, let's talk about something normal."
Jiang Nanxi said, "At your age, you've bought a car, right? You know a lot about cars, right?"
Leng Huaixin: "It's okay."
Jiang Nanxi: "Then recommend one to me. I've made a lot of money recently, and I want to reward myself."
Leng Huaixin: "What kind do you want?"
Jiang Nanxi: "Recommend a sweatshirt for me that's under two million yuan and around fifty yuan. I want to wear it on my electric bike. It needs to be warm."
Leng Huaixin: ???
Can you search for it yourself on Pinxixi? You need him to recommend something like this?!
Leng Huaixin was completely speechless.
At this moment, a tall and slender figure ran over from a distance, "Teacher Jiang!"
Leng Huaixin saw Liu Qingyan coming and called Jiang Nanxi's name. A relieved expression appeared on his face. "Your friend is here, go talk to him!"
Jiang Nanxi saw Liu Qingyan running over with a photographer following him.
She said in surprise, "Didn't I ask you to help me get some leave? Why did you bring a photographer here to record it?"
Liu Qingyan replied, "The director sent them. He said Song Wanwan and He Rou got disfigured in a fight, so we can't shoot for the time being. We've asked for leave, so we're the only ones left with Song Shixing and Li Chu. There's nothing interesting to shoot, so he asked the photographer to follow me over to see what's going on here."
"All right."
Jiang Nanxi didn't refuse the photographer's request to follow her.
Because they were filming in the village, the photographer brought a small camera with him, so he and Liu Qingyan went in to mourn together, and no one noticed that they were being filmed.
But the fact that so many outsiders came to mourn today made Xu's relatives a little confused.
Xu Fan discovered that these people all knew Jiang Nanxi, so he went to the mourning hall and found a white-haired old man who was presiding over the funeral.
He whispered, "Second Uncle, that woman brought a lot of outsiders to the banquet. They all have extraordinary temperaments and don't look like people who can't afford to eat. Do they have other purposes?"
The old man glanced at the people standing at the dean's door, his eyes darkened and he said, "It's indeed unusual. Could it be that they discovered what we did?"
Xu Fan panicked, "What should we do? Could these people be undercover police officers?"
"The police are fine. They can't find out what we did. The only thing to worry about is..."
Having said this, the old man paused.
It took a long time.
The old man said solemnly, "Wait until dinner time. Test them. If they are here to investigate, we must not let them leave alive!"
"yes!"
After Xu Fan agreed, he rubbed his hands again, chuckled and said, "Second Uncle, if they have any problems and kill the others, can you give me that woman to play with?
You know, I still haven't found a wife. That woman is so beautiful, like a celebrity, so let me take her home to be my wife!"
The old man sneered and said, "If they really have a problem, that woman is no ordinary woman. She is not someone you can control!"
"Isn't this you?"
Xu Fan said with a cruel look in his eyes, "At worst, I can just sever the tendons in her arms and legs so she can't run away. I'll hide it in her house where no one will find it!"
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