Chapter 87 Body Bottle

The brain is forcibly reduced in intelligence?

Jin Qiumei didn't believe it, but she smelled a faint fragrance again.

She looked at Mr. He's cup of tea again, her eyes wide open: "The antidote is in the tea?"

Yuan smiled softly and nodded.

[Has this person watched too many TV dramas? ]

[I just gave the stingy grandpa some weird crying tea to make him reflect and cry. ]

[Oh, if there is such a thing as lowering one's intelligence, I can rule the entire universe.]

Yuan Gungun and the others all believed in Yuan Qingqing's lowering of intelligence, and admired her messy but very useful talismans.

As a result, I heard these voices:

When it comes to nonsense, Yuan Qingqing is the best.

Jin Qiumei suddenly felt that her brain was not enough.

She was forcibly lowered in intelligence by Yuan Qingqing!

"Did you treat Xiaoqing the same way?"

"So that's why she looked for a man and fell off the building and died?"

Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What does this have to do with me? You have sown the seeds and you have reaped the fruits."

"Whatever evil you want to do to my beautiful mother, He Wanqing will get the retribution."

"Oh, all the wealth and glory you gained by exchanging your life will be repaid to your grandson."

Jin Qiumei said sharply: "No, that's not the case."

She glared at Yuan Qingqing: "You shouldn't have returned to the Yuan family."

"Why don't you stay in the Yuan family? Why do you want to come back?"

"Without you, everything would be different."

"It's all you who killed my Xiaoqing!"

"Go to hell!"

Jin Qiumei seemed to have gone crazy. She stood up suddenly and tried to push Yuan Qingqing.

She moved quickly, and Yuan Gungun and He Wanbai beside her also moved quickly.

One pushes and the other kicks.

Jin Qiumei, who had just stretched out her hand, fell heavily to the ground, spraining her old waist.

He Wanbai stepped forward, grabbed Jin Qiumei by the collar and lifted her up.

He questioned Jin Qiumei angrily.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean Qingqing shouldn't have come back? Wasn't it the nanny who took the baby away by mistake?"

"You arranged that on purpose, didn't you?"

Jin Qiumei was brainwashed by Yuan Qingqing's words of forced lowering of intelligence.

She no longer concealed it.

"Yes, I arranged the babysitter."

Jin Qiumei looked at He Wanbai with jealousy: "Why are you so lucky?"

"If you and Xiaoqing exchanged your fate, you would still be able to give birth to a lucky child who would bring bad luck to my Xiaoqing."

"I'll replace Yuan Qingqing, the lucky star, with Yuan Qingqing, the unlucky star. Let's see how your life will turn out. Let's see how you can compete with Xiaoqing for the He family's wealth. Let's see how you ..."

He Wanbai heard that Yuan Qingqing and Yuan Man were deliberately switched by Jin Qiumei.

Just because it would bring bad luck to He Wanqing.

She was so angry that she lost her mind.

He Wanbai grabbed Jin Qiumei by the collar and slapped her in the face.

"You exchanged my daughter for mine."

"I'll beat you to death, you witch!"

Jin Qiumei was old after all and could not stand He Wanbai's beating.

Yuan Qingqing didn't want her beautiful mother to get into trouble, so she used a little ghost to possess Jin Qiumei.

At least her body was stabilized so that she would not be beaten to death. It was too brutal.

He Wanbai was not satisfied with the fight, so she turned around and went to the kitchen to get a boning knife.

If Yuan Qingqing hadn't been stopped, she believed that He Wanbai would have chopped off Jin Qiumei's head and kicked it like a ball.

Yuan Qingqing called the old director and said, "It's almost the end of the year. Come to my house and I'll give you your results."

The old director looked at the sun shining brightly in August and the osmanthus flowers blooming.

This boss's time is different.

Celebrate the New Year in advance.

The old chief brought a beautiful policewoman with him.

The beautiful policewoman came to Yuan's house with delicious beef pancakes.

Jin Qiumei left behind the beef pancake and took the suspect away.

Jin Qiumei has always believed that Yuan Qingqing had forcibly lowered her intelligence.

In addition, the police found the nanny from that year, and she admitted that she had been bribed and the baby girls had been swapped.

Jin Qiumei was suspected of child trafficking and attempted murder and was sentenced to ten years in prison.

Yuan Qingqing went to see Jin Qiumei.

Jin Qiumei, who used to be a noble old lady dressed in gorgeous clothes, now has gray hair, red and swollen eyes, and sagging skin.

All of a sudden, I looked ten years older.

Like an old man who is dying.

Jin Qiumei glared at Yuan Qingqing hatefully: "You deserve to die!"

"If I had known, I would have strangled you to death or drowned you in a bucket of urine."

"I shouldn't have been kind back then."

"Give me my brain back and I'll strangle you."

There's something wrong with Jin Qiumei's brain. She's going crazy.

Yuan chuckled softly: "Don't say it as if you are very kind."

"When you chose to swap babies, it wasn't to kill me, but because I grew up so you could swap my fate with Qin Yu's."

"It's just like you swapped the fates of my mother and He Wanqing."

Yuan Qingqing continued, "This is probably why my beautiful mother almost died the day I returned to the Yuan family."

Jin Qiumei knew that Yuan Qingqing was a lucky star and returned to Yuan's house.

Then the fate of He Wanbai and He Wanqing that was exchanged would be self-defeating.

Jin Qiumei just wanted to kill He Wanbai. After all, so many years were enough.

What Jin Qiumei didn't expect was that Yuan Qingqing was not only a lucky star, but also had the ability in metaphysics.

"You will not die well, you will not die well!"

"Your whole family will die!"

Jin Qiumei cursed Yuan Qingqing like a madman.

Yuan Qing raised her eyes and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I won't die."

"As long as I'm here, my family won't die."

"But..."

Yuan Qingqing smiled even more brilliantly: "You can see what the consequences will be for He Wanqing if you maliciously change her fate."

"I can let you take another look at He Wanqing."

Yuan gently dipped the talisman paper into water, muttered something, and then the talisman paper disappeared.

Jin Qiumei, who was pretending to be stupid, suddenly became really stupid.

She saw the scene of the underworld from the image floating in the air.

She saw He Wanqing being tried and interrogated by King Yan, and then tortured, having her tongue pulled out, thrown into a frying pan, thrown into a sea of ​​fire...

There were also scenes that repeatedly caused He Wanqing to break down during her lifetime.

Jin Qiumei only had this one daughter and she was devastated.

"Yuan Qingqing, you deserve to die! Go to hell!"

Jin Qiumei stood up excitedly and went crazy at Yuan Qingqing.

Yuan Qingqing sat still and said, "You have a long life. From now on, you will watch every day how your daughter is punished in the underworld."

"Don't think that everything is gone when a person dies."

"You have harmed the Yuan family and Yuan Qingqing for so many years. You should pay for it all."

"For the remaining ten or so years, you will slowly spend them in pain."

"Oh, don't even think about dying. You can't die."

"You are living a life worse than death, and watching your daughter die is worse than life. Please forgive the mistakes you have made in your life."

Yuan Qingqing is not a saint.

When one dies, his debts are cancelled.

Pooh!

He Wanqing is dead, but he still wants to turn into a fierce ghost to kill He Wanbai.

If she still wants to do bad things after becoming a ghost, then she can just burn a piece of evidence and report it to King Yan!

Let He Wanqing die, and don't expect to live in peace!

Yuan Qingqing just arrived downstairs when she saw the message from Pei Qianheng.

[The Buried One: I'm downstairs, are you free to go now? ]

【Xiao Pingzi: I'm right at the gate of the community, please come out.】

Yuan replied lightly with an OK.

"Little tea rabbit, get in the car quickly."

"I'll take you to see the Dragon Opera on the Blue Cloud Plum Vase."

Meng Yusi drove a pink convertible sports car, honked the horn, and waved gently at Yuan.

Yuan Qingqing looked up and saw Meng Yusi's stuffy purple suit, his eyes widened: ???

"Miss Yuan, please get in the car."

Pei Qianheng's car also stopped next to Yuan Qingqing, and he got out of the car and opened the door like a gentleman.

Meng Yusi jumped out of the car directly: "I got here first, and Little Tea Rabbit should get on my car first."

Pei Qianheng looked at Yuan Qingqing and asked for her opinion: "Miss Yuan, which car do you want to take?"

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be a little domineering.

But Yuan Qingqing was too afraid of him. No matter how domineering he was, he really couldn't even see her shadow.

Yuan looked at the two of them lightly, and his fear of Pei Qianheng faded because he was anxious to see Pingzi.

But she didn't want to sit at all.

I don't want anyone's.

"I have a car."

"I'll ride my bike there. You guys decide whether to go out the front and wait for me, or follow me through the back door."

Pei Qianheng took the lead and said to Meng Yusi: "I'll take your car. It's just right. I'm tired of driving."

Meng Yusi: "I want to ride in your car, too. It's hot, and my van is not warm enough."

Pei Qianheng glanced at Meng Yusi.

It’s cold in August?

Either the kidneys are weak or there is something wrong with the brain.

Yuan looked at the two of them and nodded: "You can sit down, but who will sit in front and who will sit in the back?"

Yuan gently pointed at her little pink electric donkey.

The electric donkey is very convenient and you don’t have to worry about traffic jams.

She likes the electric donkey more than the pink luxury car.

The electric donkey can only carry two people, so Pei Qianheng and Meng Yusi had to give up.

Drive your own car.

First, Yuan Qingqing's electric donkey couldn't keep up with them, and then there was a traffic jam and they almost couldn't catch up with Yuan Qingqing.

Finally, they both bought two electric donkeys on the roadside and followed, one on the left and one on the right.

Pei Family Private Museum.

The guests received are always international figures.

It is normal to be picked up by luxury cars and have a group of bodyguards.

Many times, there are private jets.

So when they saw Yuan Qingqing and the other two, all riding electric donkeys, they were all confused.

This...they don't ride electric donkeys when they go out.

Even though it was outrageous, with Pei Qianheng's face there, the security guard would open the door no matter how outrageous the matter was.

Meng Yusi reacted.

"...Little Tea Rabbit, I asked you out, but you brought another man with you?"

Pei Qianheng: "I made an appointment with Miss Yuan first."

He deliberately changed the appointment time of Meng Yusi to three o'clock on Saturday.

He thought she would turn down Meng Yusi.

Yuan Qingqing: "Aren't we all just looking at the bottles? Since the time is the same, let's go together."

"Where is the bottle?"

Yuan Qingqingsi had no idea what the two men were doing better than the others, she just wanted to see the bottle as soon as possible.

Her true self!

I finally see them. I believe I will find the masters soon.

Pei Qianheng and Meng Yusi looked at each other with murderous intent.

Then the three of them went to the museum where the plum vase with the dragon playing in the blue clouds was placed.

This is the Pei family’s private museum.

There are many antique relics placed here.

Yuan Qingqing's eyes lit up just by taking a look.

Wow, she is a very stubborn person and she really likes this kind of thing more.

Look for a master quickly.

Yuanqingqing looked carefully and searched for them one by one.

Pei Qianheng and Meng Yusi lagged behind a little.

"Who are you?" Meng Yusi asked through gritted teeth.

"Pei Qianheng."

Pei Qianheng replied indifferently.

Meng Yusi turned to look at him and said, "Is science ultimately metaphysics?"

Pei Qianheng also nodded calmly and admitted it.

"Insidious!"

“Evil!”

"Conspiracy!"

"Sly!"

Meng Yusi knew that he was Yuan Qingqing's neighbor, so he immediately eliminated him.

What does it mean that the building closest to the water gets the moon first?

Pei Qianheng, who moved in directly as a neighbor, is closer than him!

Pei Qianheng stepped forward and introduced the history of these cultural relics to Yuan Qingqing, showing his profound knowledge.

Meng Yusi followed behind, completely unable to blend in: ...

If you ask him where are the fun places in Huaicheng, where are the delicious foods, and where are the beautiful women and handsome men.

He must be more familiar with it than Pei Qianheng.

But this history...

He doesn't even remember what happened yesterday, let alone what happened a hundred or a thousand years ago.

I really regret not having read enough books when I need them!

Yuan Qingqing listened and watched carefully, afraid of missing her master.

"Is there no Great Zhou Dynasty?"

They are all from other dynasties, Yuan Qingqing feels a little regretful.

Pei Qianheng: "The Great Zhou Dynasty is not recorded in history."

“It’s all personal reasons that allow us to see those cultural relics.”

Yuan Qingqing glanced at him quietly: "Oh."

What personal reason? It's because he was the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

Meng Yusi finally found the topic: "What is the personal reason?"

"Has it become private property after it was stolen by you Pei family during the tomb robbery?"

"You are breaking the law and will be punished severely!"

Yuan curled his lips slightly: "Think about his last name, think about the last name of the current monarch."

"His last name is Pei, what's the big deal... Shit!"

Meng Yusi finally reacted and his eyes widened.

Pei Qianheng frowned: "Don't swear in front of girls."

They are both “f*ck”, why do they sound so different?

Meng Yusi chuckled: "She lost a lot in front of me."

"Is that all? Where's the bottle?"

Yuan Qingqing didn't care what they said.

Instead, she visited the Pei family's private museum but still didn't see the original bottle that she had been longing for.

She was anxious.

It's all coming to an end.

"Inside."

Pei Qianheng pressed the switch, and the wall in front moved to the side.

Right after.

Yuan Qingqing saw that in the huge space, there was a house with golden walls and a display stand made entirely of golden bricks.

"Fuck!" Yuan Qingqing widened her eyes.

“Oh shit!”

The walls are all gold, the display stand is gold!

The glittering golden light blinded Yuan Qingqing's eyes.

Her little dirt is totally unbearable!

Meng Yusi was also very surprised: "Damn it, is this a museum? This must be a treasure trove!"

Not only is there gold on all sides, the display stand is also gold, and the back is filled with all kinds of gold and silver jewelry.

In short, the money is dazzling.

“How tacky!”

Meng Yusi thought, no wonder Pei Qianheng could be the top brother on the list!

This golden house is nothing he can compare to.

Pei Qianheng asked Yuan Qingqing: "Is it vulgar?"

“Not tacky, I like it!”

A tacky golden house hides an elegant blue and white porcelain vase.

Yuan Qingqing fell in love with the golden house at first sight, and then he saw the Dragon Playing in the Blue Clouds Plum Vase on the display stand at a glance.

This is her real body bottle!