Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 234 One hundred years old is the perfect age for striving!
"Hey, are you here to mourn and drink? The young lady is quite pretty."

Jiang Nanxi turned her head and saw a middle-aged man with a slightly sleazy appearance.

This guy is also a villager and a relative of the Xu family. Jiang Nanxi had seen this man when she was inside mourning earlier.

The man noticed Jiang Nanxi's gaze, and he even whistled as he looked her up and down.

A malicious look in someone's eyes makes you very uncomfortable.

Leng Huaixin frowned, stepped forward and blocked Jiang Nanxi's path, saying, "What are you looking at? And you're whistling at her, what do you mean by that?"

As the captain of the White Tiger Division of the Psionic Bureau, Leng Huaixin exudes righteousness, and his serious face is quite intimidating.

The villager glanced at him with some apprehension before turning his gaze away from Jiang Nanxi.

"Xu Fan, stop standing outside smoking! The banquet is about to start, come in and help!"

Someone in the courtyard called to him.

The sleazy man named Xu Fan threw his cigarette butt on the ground and walked into the yard.

However, before entering, he glanced back at Jiang Nanxi and gave a cryptic laugh.

He clicked his tongue and muttered, "The old man is so lucky. These women are all so beautiful. They're all going to die anyway, so why can't I have some fun with them?"

He mumbled very softly; an ordinary person a step away from him couldn't hear him.

However, Jiang Nanxi and Leng Huaixin were both cultivators, and even though they were two or three meters away from Xu Fan, they could still hear what he said.

After Xu Fan went inside, the two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's intentions.

"It seems they really are arranging a ghost marriage for the old man! But several women have already died. Why would the old man, who is all alone, want to force so many women into ghost marriages?"

Leng Huaixin said in a low voice, puzzled.

"I don't know. Maybe the old man is still vigorous and has a strong need."

"...?"

No, Old Master Xu was over ninety years old when he died, almost a hundred! What needs could he possibly have?!
Seeing Leng Huaixin's puzzled expression, Jiang Nanxi said, "Why are you looking at me like that? My guess is based on reality."

In reality, some people in their seventies are having affairs, some are still busy with elections in their seventies, and some even have three children in their seventies. Meanwhile, we young people haven't accomplished anything. This hundred-year-old age is precisely the time for striving! The world belongs to the elderly!

"...?"

Dinner hadn't been served yet, and Jiang Nanxi was getting bored, so she dragged Leng Huaixin outside to chat idly.

Leng Huaixin originally planned to wander around the neighborhood to look for any clues, but Jiang Nanxi grabbed him and wouldn't let him go.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for clues."

Leng Huaixin said.

"It's still a while before the banquet starts, and we're just standing here doing nothing. Isn't that a waste of time?"

"What's wrong with wasting a little time? You're wandering around like this, carrying around some Psionic Bureau equipment. Anyone with a normal brain would think there's something wrong with you. What if you alert them?"

Leng Huaixin put the instrument away. "Then I won't take the instrument. I'll just look around with my eyes."

"Can't you squat here and chat with me?"

"This is such a waste of time."

Jiang Nanxi said earnestly, "Xiao Leng, when you feel that life is meaningless and you are wasting your time, think about those scenes in those Category III films that you skipped. There are people who diligently add subtitles to them. How can chatting with me be a waste of time?"

“…?” Leng Huaixin’s lips twitched. “Can’t you be normal for once? I don’t even dare to talk to you outside, afraid that others will hear and think I’m a pervert like you.”

"Okay, okay, let's talk about something normal."

Jiang Nanxi said, "At your age, you've bought a car, right? You know a lot about cars, don't you?"

Leng Huaixin: "It's alright."

Jiang Nanxi: "Then recommend one to me. I've made a lot of money recently, and I want to reward myself."

Leng Huaixin: "What kind do you want?"

Jiang Nanxi: "Recommend a sweatshirt under two million yuan, around fifty yuan, for me to wear while riding an electric bike. It needs to be warm."

Leng Huaixin: ? ? ?

Can't you just search for it yourself on Pinduoduo? Why does he need to recommend something like this?!

Leng Huaixin was utterly speechless.

Just then, a tall and slender figure ran over from a distance, calling out, "Teacher Jiang!"

When Leng Huaixin saw Liu Qingyan arrive and call out Jiang Nanxi's name, a look of relief appeared on his face. "Your friend is here. Go chat with him!"

When Jiang Nanxi saw Liu Qingyan running over, he was accompanied by a photographer.

She said in surprise, "Didn't I ask you to help me ask for leave? Why did you bring a photographer to record this?"

Liu Qingyan replied, "The director sent him. He said that Song Wanwan and He Rou got into a fight and were injured, so filming couldn't continue for the time being. We also took leave, so there's nothing interesting to film with Song Shixing and Li Chu's group left. He sent the cameraman with me to see what's going on here."

"Ok."

Jiang Nanxi did not refuse the photographer's request to follow her.

Because they were filming in the village, the photographer brought a small camera clipped to his body, so when he and Liu Qingyan went in to mourn, no one noticed that something was filming them.

But the fact that so many outsiders came to mourn today has puzzled Xu's relatives.

Xu Fan discovered that these people all knew Jiang Nanxi, so he went to the mourning hall and found an elderly man with white hair who was presiding over the funeral.

He whispered, "Second Uncle, that woman brought a lot of people from out of town to the feast. They all have an extraordinary air about them and don't look like people who can't afford to eat. Do they have some other purpose?"

The old man glanced at the people standing at the dean's door, his eyes darkening as he said, "They are indeed unusual. Could it be that they have discovered what we have been doing?"

Xu Fan panicked. "What do we do? Could these people be undercover police officers?"

"The police are fine; they won't find out what we've done. The real problem is..."

The old man paused at this point.

After a while.

The old man said solemnly, "When we eat later, you should test them. If they're here to investigate, then we absolutely cannot let them leave alive!"

"Yes!"

After Xu Fan agreed, he rubbed his hands together and chuckled, saying, "Second Uncle, if they have any problems and kill the others later, can I have that woman to play with?"

You know, I'm still single. That woman is so beautiful, like a movie star, let me take her home and make her my wife!

The old man sneered and said, "If they really have problems, that woman is no ordinary woman; she's not someone you can handle!"

"Isn't that what you're here for?"

Xu Fan said with a ruthless look in his eyes, "At worst, I'll sever all her tendons, so she can't run away. I'll hide her at home, and no one will find her!"