As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 078 Meng Yuan Died in Phoenix Mountain
The corners of Shen Qingqing's mouth twitched and she said word by word: "I am the kind of person who lives."
"Then I'm still alive?" Wang Dashun was ecstatic and sat up with his hands on the ground.
Shen Qingqing kicked the stool in front of him, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."
Wang Dashun was still confused. He said "Oh" when he heard her words and sat down on the bench obediently.
Shen Qingqing turned around and sat across from him, leaning on the edge of the table with her arms and raising her eyebrows slightly, "Do you know Meng Yuan?"
"Meng...Meng Yuan." Wang Dashun was stunned for a moment, then looked at Shen Qingqing with his eyes wide open, his plump lips trembling slightly.
Shen Qingqing pressed the edge of the table and asked again: "Do you know him?"
Wang Dashun licked his lips, clenched the corners of his clothes with both hands, and after a long while, he replied in a slow tone: "I know him, he is from my hometown."
After a moment of silence, he raised his head and met Shen Qingqing's eyes, "Who are you? Why do you want to inquire about Meng Yuan?"
Shen Qingqing subconsciously looked back at Meng Yuan who was standing at the window. The moonlight was bright, making the man's figure extra slender.
She cleared her throat and replied quickly: "I am his wife. I went south this time to take him home."
"Wife, wife." Uncle Wang looked at her beautiful face, and a trace of jealousy suddenly emerged in his heart.
The emotions grew like wild weeds, and a sore and swollen feeling filled his chest. He wiped the sweat from his palms and reached out to pour himself a cup of herbal tea.
After drinking the herbal tea, he suppressed the abnormal emotion.
He took a deep breath, his face showing sadness, "Meng Yuan is dead. He died three months ago."
Shen Qingqing didn't react when he heard this, and still looked at him calmly and calmly, "Then do you know where he had the accident?"
Wang Dashun kept staring at the burnt incense on the table without saying anything. After a long time, he licked his lower lip dryly and muttered in a low voice: "People are dead, what's the use of asking this? Otherwise...or you still have to do it."
Come back with me?"
Having said this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at her expectantly, "Sister, come back with me and let's be friends. Meng Yuan died a long time ago, and maybe the body was eaten by wild wolves in the mountains.
, what can you find in the past?”
"You don't need to worry about this." Shen Qingqing said in a calm voice: "You only need to tell me where Meng Yuan's accident happened."
Wang Dashun was still trying to persuade her: "The south is so chaotic, with barbarians killing people everywhere. If you run over there as a woman, wouldn't you just die?"
He seemed to have come out of his initial confusion and spoke more coherently, "Meng Yuan and I are good brothers from the same village. You are Meng Yuan's wife. Logically, I should call you sister-in-law."
"Brothers and sisters, listen to my brother's advice and don't run away to the south. You are still young. You should remarry after you go back. There will be no delay or anything."
Shen Qingqing became a little impatient and stood up directly, looking at him condescendingly, her eyes a little more oppressive, "Let me ask one last time, where did Meng Yuan's accident happen?"
Wang Dashun's eyes flashed, he turned his head to avoid her scrutiny, and complained softly: "Are you asking for help?"
"ask for help?"
Shen Qingqing laughed, "How about I call your little ghost brother back again?"
Wang Dashun immediately thought of the strange scene he encountered three nights ago. He was so panicked that he couldn't sit still. He looked at her in panic, "Isn't that a dream?"
If it wasn't a dream, how could he still be sitting here peacefully?
Shen Qingqing didn't explain to him, but turned towards the kid hiding in the corner, "I'll call it out and show it to you."
A bloody figure flashed in Wang Dashun's mind, and he jumped up from his stool in horror, shouting: "No! I believe you, I believe you!"
Shen Qingqing stopped and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Wang Dashun, you need to understand one thing now: your life is in my hands, and you should ask me for anything."
Wang Dashun's back felt cold when she saw him, and he unconsciously moved backwards until he hit the table.
He swallowed hard and asked her stammeringly: "Then if I tell you where Meng Yuan died, will you...will let me go?"
"Say it."
"He died in Fenghuang Mountain." Wang Dashun answered very simply this time, "At that time, the superiors sent us to deliver food and grass to the large army stationed behind Fenghuang Mountain. As a result, we encountered a group of barbarians halfway.
The crowd wants to steal our food."
"We didn't fight, and were finally forced to go up Phoenix Mountain. It was at this time that Meng Yuan was pushed off the cliff by the barbarians. You don't know, Phoenix Mountain is so high that even if you drop an iron knot, it will break, let alone Meng Yuan.
This is a living person."
"So you don't have to look for it at all. If you do, your trip will be in vain. Why bother?"
Shen Qingqing's eyes looked back and forth at him twice and questioned: "From what you said, you should have stayed with Meng Yuan at that time. Then here comes the problem. People like you can go down the mountain safely. Meng Yuan
Why was Yuan pushed off the cliff by the barbarians?"
Meng Yuan's skill and reaction ability are very strong, and he can never be compared with ordinary rural roughnecks.
But such a person actually died in front of Wang Dashun. How can people not be suspicious?
Moreover, Wang Dashun hesitated in speaking and kept darting his eyes, which was obviously a sign of guilty conscience.
Shen Qingqing was too lazy to continue to deal with him and made it clear.
Wang Dashun didn't expect her to be so sharp, and was stunned on the spot.
Shen Qingqing stepped forward and stared at him fiercely, "Think it over before you decide. Don't lie to me. I hate liars the most."
Wang Dashun nervously held the edge of the table, licked his lower lip and said: "I'm not lying to you, I survived only because I was lucky. When I was escaping, I happened to meet the soldiers patrolling the mountain, otherwise I would have died long ago.
"
"You, if you don't believe it, you can ask others to see if this is the case."
Shen Qingqing winked at the kid hiding in the corner, "Have you heard of what he just said?"
"It seems that this happened. After that incident, the number of people transporting grain and grass more than doubled."
Shen Qingqing nodded, "Okay, I understand. I'll find out if it's true or not when I find Meng Yuan and ask."
Wang Dashun's heart skipped a beat, "Meng Yuan is already dead, how can you ask?"
"I don't have to worry about it anymore." Shen Qingqing said to him with a sneer on her lips: "Go out and see you in Yanghua Village."
Wang Dashun's heart was beating fiercely, and he always felt that her words had some profound meaning, but then he thought about it, Meng Yuan has been dead for so long, and even if there is a ghost, it is time to go to the underworld and be reincarnated. What can she find?
In other words, even if she did discover something, what could a woman do to him?
He is now a hero of the Liang Dynasty. Even the general will praise him when he sees him. How can a powerless village girl still want to go against him?
Dream on!
Thinking of this, Wang Dashun straightened his back a little, "Let's meet in Yanghua Village, but if you can't go back, don't blame your brother Wang for not warning you in advance." This chapter has been completed!