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Chapter 133 Grandma Wang

"There are paper ashes here. It seems that someone has come here to worship, but I don't know why they want to get rid of the burnt paper ashes."

Jian Anran poked the ground with her fingers, then rubbed her two fingers together, leaving off-white powder on her fingers.

"This person should have hidden it like this on purpose."

Chu Yan said in a deep voice.

Jane Anran nodded in agreement.

The two of them searched the neighborhood for a while in a carpet-like manner, and they only needed the shovel to scoop up the ground to see what was underneath.

In the wilderness here, there is only such an unnamed tomb here, which looks strange and lonely.

"Forget it, let's go, it seems that there are no more clues here."

Jian Anran shook her head, stood up, and bowed briefly to the grave to pay her respects.

Chu Yan followed her example.

The two came back from the grave, and found Jane Xingxing waiting there behind the village.

"Sister, I have been talking to that child for a long time, and there are only two news,"

Jian Xingxing wrung her fingers and compared a two, and then continued: "First, he is indeed a child of Grandma Li's family, and the missing sister is his sister; the second news is, according to what he said, There are indeed rumors about werewolves in this village, and judging by his reaction, it seems that the rumors about werewolves are not very good."

When the little guy got serious, he was somewhat similar to Chu Yan's usual temperament: "They are all afraid of werewolves."

He paused, lowered his voice, and looked around. After making sure that there was no one there, he said in a low voice: "It's different from the werewolf we saw yesterday."

The werewolf they saw yesterday was considered friendly.

Jian Anran nodded slightly, and touched Jian Xingxing's head: "Thank you."

"Hey, it's good to be able to help, it's not hard at all!"

Jian Xingxing proudly puffed out her small chest, and gave Chu Yan a provocative look.

Look, he is still more powerful!

Only he can help mother find more useful information, as for Chu Yan, it is useless at all!

Noticing Jian Xingxing's expression, Chu Yan raised his eyebrows, this brat is really not to be outdone at all.

Jian Anran ignored the secret struggle between the two, but was thinking about the unnamed tomb.

There is nothing on the tombstone.

But someone came to pay homage, but they cleaned up all the burnt paper ashes.

Obviously he didn't want others to know about it.

"Xingxing, there is one more thing you need to do."

Jian Anran's words interrupted the struggle of eyes between the two.

"Okay sister! Just say it! I will definitely do it well!"

Jian Xingxing nodded seriously, and he patted his chest.

"Go and chat with the kid just now, and pay attention to the unnamed tombstone outside the village..."

Jian Anran briefly recounted what happened just now: "Let's go test the villagers, and I'll leave the child to you. We'll meet here when the time comes."

"it is good!"

Jian Xingxing responded immediately, then turned and left.

"Come on, let's go ask."

Jian Anran held Chu Yan's hand very naturally, and the man didn't even struggle, but acquiesced to Jian Anran's behavior.

The two were like lovers together, holding hands on the side of the road and walking on the country road in the village.

It happened that there was a middle-aged man smoking a pipe by the side of the road. Seeing Jian Anran and Chu Yan approaching, he just tapped on the pipe: "Master Jian, what's the matter?"

The village head had previously confessed that he could not tell Jian Anran about that matter.

He must be careful not to be stereotyped!
"Actually, nothing happened. The girl disappeared. We wanted to help, so we looked around and found an unnamed tomb."

Jian Anran's expression was calm, with moderate doubts: "Do you know what's going on?"

Hearing this, the man's face changed slightly, with strong disgust: "What are you talking about? Don't worry about that, it's a completely unimportant thing. No one in our village usually goes to see it. It’s pretty good being there.”

"Is that so?"

Jian Anran wanted to ask something more, but the man waved his hand: "Master Jian, this is our own grievance in the village. Although you are a master, but..."

He didn't finish his words, but Jian Anran already understood.

This man will not tell her.

The affairs in the village are handled by the village itself, and Jian Anran is just an outsider.

"Okay, I see, thank you anyway."

Jian Anran smiled, and left with Chu Yan.

They went around and asked many villagers, and the answers they got were similar.

The villagers here are very secretive about the tomb, and when they mention it, they always have a disgusted expression, and they are unwilling to say a few more words.

The more they were like this, the more doubts Jian Anran felt in her heart.

The last family was the widow's house where Jane Anran and the others stayed.

Due to the gossip in the village, Chu Yan stood outside the door and waited, only Jian Anran walked in by himself.

"Sister Wang, I want to ask you something."

Jian Anran cut straight to the point, and put some food from the small gourd in advance on the table.

Widow Sister Wang's eyes lit up when she saw these rare and rare things in the village.

She coughed lightly, looked at Jian Anran and asked, "If you have anything to ask, shouldn't you ask the village chief? Why did you ask me?"

"That's not because there are fewer people in the village. The village head is very busy now. After thinking about it, I still think that you are more reliable, Sister Wang, so I came to ask you."

Jian Anran smiled softly, and pushed the things on the table over: "It's really troublesome to stay at your house these few days, Miss Wang."

"No trouble, no trouble, if you have anything to ask, just say it!"

Sister Wang showed a smile on her face, put all these things into the cabinet, and then looked at Jian Anran again.

"That's right. I want to ask about the unnamed tombstone outside the village."

Jane Anran asked.

Sister Wang's expression froze for a moment, but she accepted all the gifts and said all those words, and there seemed to be no other way if she didn't say them.

"Hey... If I knew this was what you were asking, I wouldn't have accepted your things."

Sister Wang shook her head, and said again: "That belongs to Mrs. Wang's house. There is no one at Mrs. Wang's house for a long time, so it's a lonely grave? It's very unlucky. Don't go there, be careful not to get bad luck."

"Then why is Mrs. Wang so attractive...dislike?"

Jane Anran found an adjective.

Sister Wang looked up at her, then shook her head: "Master Jian, this is what happens in our village, I can't tell."

(End of this chapter)