"According to Qiansheng's news, she said she got the music score from an old man."

Yan Xuanchu told Yan Ranjin all the information he got from Qiansheng. He hypnotized Qiansheng, so this information was probably true.

But he was not sure whether his hypnosis technique would work for Qian Sheng, so he made preparations.

Why is it an old man again? It turns out that the old man is a real master over the years. For example, her grandfather is very involved and is also an old man.

Yan Ranjin asked, "Do you know where the old man is?"

"Next to the Three Lives Stone, on the Naihe Bridge."

"This is not like a place name, it's like a code."

Yan Ranjin pondered these eight words for a while. Isn’t this something from the underworld?

It is said that the Three Lives Stone is in a secret corner of the underworld. Many people know its location, but those who have been there are crazy.

The Naihe Bridge is a bridge for the extradition of souls in the underworld, and it is not much involved with the Three Lives Stone.

No, there is no underworld in this world. So if Qian Sheng got the music score here, then these eight words might be a secret code.

"When I asked the old man where he was, Qian Sheng only said these eight words."

Yan Xuanchu was very confident in his hypnosis, so he took this sentence seriously.

"If this is true, then there are only two possibilities. The first possibility is that she doesn't know where the old man is. When she asked the old man this question, the old man only said these eight words. The second possibility is that she deliberately did not say it."

Yan Ranjin calmly analyzed the truth and falsehood of this sentence. She didn't believe Qian Sheng's words were true.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe in Yan Xuanchu’s ability, but that these eight words are too strange. How can two things that don’t match together be possible?

"Maybe there are other words."

Mo Yunli slowly uttered these words, and he felt very familiar with these eight words, perhaps it was something in that blank memory.

Yan Ranjin glanced at Mo Yunli. The beauty was in a very wrong state, why was his expression a little wrong?

Without doubting that with him, Yan Ranjin planned to test it himself.

"Brother, you have to sacrifice your color."

Originally, she thought she would not have to sacrifice her brother's color, but... my future sister-in-law, I'm sorry for you.

Yan Xuanchu gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you call your father? I believe that woman should like the type of father."

"Brother, you just want your parents to be unfit."

The parents are not incompatible, and the charge is a bit serious and he can't afford it, so let it go.

Yan Xuanchu waved his sleeves and left the room directly. He should sacrifice his color.

Yan Ranjin played with the white jade cup in her hand. She smiled gently at Mo Yunli, and her every move was full of ladies.

Mo Yunli twitched stiffly at the corner of her mouth and smiled reluctantly: "Uncle Master, what are you going to do?"

Yan Ranjin rolled her eyes. Is she that scary?

"Beauty, please write me a note."

Ah, it turned out to be a note, Mo Yunli breathed a sigh of relief, it was pretty good.

But soon he realized that it was not so easy.

"Too ugly, not vivid."

"I've written wrongly, start over."

This was the first time Mo Yunli was despised as ugly. He directly broke a pen with a dangerous color in his eyes: "Uncle Master, are you going to mess with me?"

"Well, I'll mess with you." Yan Ranjin admitted openly.
Chapter completed!