They don't dare!

  "Hey, you little kid, are you a shrimp?"

  Xiao Hong was stunned, "Is shrimp also one of the twelve zodiac signs? How did I not know?" As she spoke, she lowered her head to look at her phone, as if she was about to use Baidu to ask right away!

  Mò Zhān glared at him, "Then why did you 'praise' him!" Last time Mò Zhān had a fever, it was thanks to Yè Shù Sēn who took care of him. How could such a kind-hearted person not be a good person?

  "I'm not blind!" Xiaohong puffed out her cheeks, "Many humans look refined and dignified on the surface, but are actually just beasts in disguise!"

  "What did you just say?!" Meng Cui's heart said, "This kind of sharp-tongued and reckless young punk is indeed someone who speaks without reserve!"

  Xiao Hong looked at the cicada with a bit of displeasure, and then softened up. "I'm telling you the truth. In previous years, there were even tomb raiders disguised as archaeologists who came to our town in a refined manner, asking this and that. We people from Qingyan would answer their questions and even help them find their way, but who knew they..."

  "And that old man is also like that." Xiaohong gritted her teeth, "He also went to the town to ask questions left and right, as if he wanted to dig three feet underground!"

  Meng Xiao sighed understandingly, "You're right to scold the grave robbers, but Ye Shu is different. He's a columnist, similar to a reporter, exploring and seeking truth is their professional requirement, not doing bad things."

  Xiao Hong shook her head hastily, as if she especially wanted to convince Mo Xian, but she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything, only saying indignantly, "......In short, he is a worse person than the grave robbers!"

  Mò zhān gazed at his face, which resembled Sān Mò's, and let out a sigh. She actually understood the emotions of that young flesh, just like how everyone has their own secrets, every family has its own shame; similarly, Qīng Yán also had secrets that he didn't want to reveal to outsiders. And Yè Dà Shū was an investigator, wanting to uncover Qīng Yán's mysterious veil, so naturally, the people of Qīng Yán felt threatened by him.

  The cicada gazed out the window, the emerald green mountain walls seeming to close in on the train from both sides - Qingyan had a secret, but even she didn't dare confirm what that secret was. Nor did she dare confirm whether Qingyan's secret really had anything to do with Mo Xie.

  Mo Ye... didn't want to think of that name again, but still couldn't help thinking of it. Mo Xian avoided Xiao Hong's gaze, silently saying in her heart: You have to be good, did you hear?

  The big mountain, the green skin car crawled slowly like a centipede, and the sky darkened. It was still not out of the mountain. Mei Chuang woke up with a start and vaguely heard Xiaohong speaking on the phone in a nasal voice, "Third Master, don't worry, except for the townspeople, everyone else in the car is our brother. With the strong yang energy and our defense, even if those things want to do something bad to the lady, they wouldn't dare!"

  Mò zhān heard and was delighted, thinking that Xiǎo Hóng's generation must be very young, calling him both "grandfather" and "aunt".

  Finally, Xiaohong asked again, "Third Master, what should I call the lady? Should I call her Bug Nainai or Bug Jiejie?"

  Mòtiān's cicada was suddenly startled to fly away, she got up and quietly walked behind Xiǎohóng, patted her shoulder with a grin. Xiǎohóng was talking on the phone subconsciously turned his head, suddenly saw Mòtiān, scared him almost threw the phone again! Mòtiān blinked kindly, "Don't throw it, whatever you do don't throw it. This is the Jianghu's most stylish mobile phone, known for being unlucky, you're always throwing it away, what a waste!"

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  Why is Xiaohong a bit naturally silly? Do you guys understand? Collecting and playing with bubbles, kids have something to eat.