Section 133

Wu Qian's smile disappeared. The old lady's words seemed to have aroused the dull pain in her heart. She quickly blinked and blinked out the tears in her red eyes, letting them flow.

She took a deep breath again: "Haha, Mom, you know that their army has strict management. There is only a little time to call every day, and it's not certain when. Most of the time you are asleep."

"The border is tense now. He is busy."

The old lady patted Wu Qian's hand on the back of her hand, and her tone became a little more depressed: "Qianqian, you say, there won't be a real war, right? I'm so worried, I'm afraid that he will really fight the enemy to his death one day."

"No." Wu Qian restrained her mood and tried hard to give the old lady hope, "We are so powerful in Jiuzhou now, with Dongfeng weapons and nuclear eggs. Which country dares to fight with us? You can rest assured."

The old lady asked this question five or six times almost every day.

Wu Qian knew that only by saying this could the old lady's hanging heart be put down.

The old lady nodded and said with relief: "That's good, that's good."

"Don't fight, fighting is not good."

"Dabao has been afraid of pain since he was a child. At that time, his father beat him with a clothes hanger, and he cried a lot. He is still timid. Even if he was really beaten, he would definitely not have the courage to stand forward."

Wu Qian pursed her lips tightly, and her lips turned pale with force.

Tears fell like beads with a broken string.

Suddenly, she selfishly thought, how great it would be if what the old lady said was true.

Looking up at the sky, muttering to herself.

Dabao.

Aren't you afraid of pain and timid?

There are so many people around you, why don't you retreat, why do you open your hands to scold them, why do you... rush to the front.

Mother and daughter.

Following the long street, under the weak sunset, the figure gradually lengthened.

Jiang Yan followed all the way.

Also listened all the way, feeling very heavy.

The old lady is old.

Every time she talked about it, it was all about her son's funny stories. Wu Qian laughed along with her while she talked.

"Qianqian, let me tell you, Dabao might have made trouble when he was a child. He didn't study well and lied to me that the school was on vacation. That would make me angry. I wanted to beat him, but I couldn't bear to do it. After all, it was his father who did it."

"But, his father didn't beat him twice before he cried. I felt distressed when he cried. Hey, every time I couldn't bear to stop him, I went over to stop him. Dabao was spoiled by me, his mother."

"If I hadn't spoiled him, he wouldn't have ended up like this. There's no way to teach him. He was hanging around in society every day. I could only send him to the army and let the army teach him."

"In this life, Dabao has no future." The old lady murmured, and the first part was very calm. It was clear that she was reminiscing about the past and couldn't wake up from it. Only in this last sentence did she suddenly show a proud and nostalgic smile on her face.

"What made his father and I most proud was that when he was 18, he came over and said he wanted to go to the border and sign up to guard the territory."

"That night, his father was so happy that he drank three liang of wine. I also felt that he had grown up."

Wu Qian murmured in a daze: "Yes... he is a hero."

The old lady shook her head: "He is not. As a mother, I know him best. He must be the sneaky one."

"If a real fight breaks out and no one cares about him, he will definitely not dare to run forward."

"How can he be so brave when he has been spoiled since childhood?"

She didn't know whether she was talking to Wu Qian or herself.

Unconsciously, she repeated the same topic again, as if she really needed someone to give her this reassurance.

She subconsciously confirmed to Wu Qian, "You said it, Qianqian. He will definitely not be a hero."

"There are so many heroes in the army, how can he be a coward."

Wu Qian was speechless.

Every time the old lady confirmed, it was like stabbing a knife in her heart that had just healed.

She was afraid that the old lady would see the clues.

She could only suppress her sadness again and again, and give the old lady confidence feedback in the most firm and confident tone: "Yes, that's right, don't worry, mom, when he comes back after these years, he will definitely be glorious and everyone will regard him as a hero."

The old lady smiled again, and her steps were a little lighter.

Such a conversation.

Maybe it happens every day and every night.

Jiang Yan can understand.

Mother and child are connected...

The old lady is afraid that she has some bad premonitions.

That's why she needs to seek confirmation again and again, over and over again, tirelessly.

She is persuading herself not to think about the child, not to worry about the child.

A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles away.

The child that the old lady has loved since childhood has gone to the most dangerous border. Her worries are more than just a few words.

Wu Qian is also a woman of affection and righteousness.

In the face of the devastating grief, not only did he have to swallow his pain, but he also had to take care of the old lady's mood.

If this continues, she will sooner or later suffer from mental illness.

Jiang Yan would never allow this family to have any accidents under his nose.

As the mother and daughter turned a corner.

Jiang Yan found that Wu Qian's walking posture was a little bit wrong.

As she walked...

She began to tiptoe unconsciously.

And it became more and more exaggerated, like stepping on high heels, with the heel being twelve centimeters above the ground.

A normal person would have unbearable foot pain when walking like this, but she didn't notice it at all. She didn't even understand why passers-by looked at her in surprise.

as if……

This has become a way of walking that she subconsciously considers normal.

And Jiang Yan saw that the more she walked, the more her three souls and seven souls were shaken, as if they were about to be pushed out of her body by the high heels.

There's a ghost!

A cold glint flashed across Jiang Yan's eyes.

Under the dim street lights, Jiang Yan stood still.

The cave is empty and secluded!

In his pupils, a golden light that could see through everything gradually gathered.

A strange and disgusting figure of a man appeared in Jiang Yan's sight.

He was lying on the ground, like a wretched bed bug, holding a pair of red high heels in one hand. With every step Wu Qian took, he accurately placed the high heels under her feet.

So much so that it looked like Wu Qian was walking on her feet.

Jiang Yan didn't want to alarm the old lady and Wu Qian.

Their nerves are already very tense. If they know that they are being targeted by ghosts, their nerves may be broken.

Jiang Yan concentrated his energy and directly left his body.

A mysterious strange door appeared at his feet.

Wow~

Accompanied by the rotation of the Qimen Disk.

The word "gan" accurately landed on the location of the fierce ghost lying on the ground.

The word "Qian" - Luanjin Tuo!

Wu Qian had been following Wu Qian like a ghost crawling around, and suddenly realized with horror that she couldn't move.

Some mysterious force held him in place.

He could only watch Wu Qian go away.

"How brave." Seeing Wu Qian and the old lady walking out ten meters away, Jiang Yan appeared, stepped on the crawling ghost's back, and said in a serious tone, "Even the family members of the border soldiers dare to attack. I want to see what you are."

The crawling ghost raised its head, revealing an extremely disgusting and slobbering face. On its green face, there were actually a pair of small, round eyes like a mouse, and its entire head was as small and pointed as a deer!

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Jiang Yan also saw its message clearly.

Deer-headed rat-eyed ghost: A quasi-ghost king (incomplete ghost king) who was enlightened by the married ghost king and evolved from a super-level ghost. Due to the encounter with deer rats during the evolution process, he was contaminated by the evil spirit and has the characteristics of both demons and ghosts.

There is no ghost realm, but the methods are extremely weird.

Curse ability: The red high-heeled shoes in the hands of the deer-headed and rat-eyed ghost have powerful curse power. Do not be touched by them, otherwise the soul will be invaded and knocked out by the high heels.