The woman in cell No. 6 sang the war song of her wife back then.

Li Banfeng got goosebumps when he heard this.

"Hehe!" the woman smiled, "You have heard this song, right?"

"How do you know I've heard of it?" Li Banfeng did not deny it.

The woman said mysteriously, "I heard the sound of you getting goosebumps."

Li Banfeng said in a daze: "Is the sound very loud?"

"It's quite big, bang! It's popping out of you one by one!"

Li Banfeng touched his arm, put his ear on, and listened carefully.

He didn't hear the banging sound.

The woman snorted, "The bumps are all out, what else are you listening to?"

Li Banfeng felt a little regretful: "Will there still sounds when these goosebumps are retracted?"

The woman replied, "Yes, the voice is a bit dull, why do you always ask goosebumps? Aren't we talking about this song? Who sang this song to you before?"

Li Banfeng said, "It's my closest relative."

The woman was very excited when she heard this: "Don't say it for now, let me guess which relative is it."

Hiss!

There was a sound of breathing in the cell, and the woman seemed to be smelling the smell.

"I guessed it, that person is your mother."

Li Banfeng was surprised: "You almost guessed it right."

The woman was also surprised: "Is it your father?"

Li Banfeng said: "Don't worry about who that person is, let's talk about who you are first and why did you sing this song?"

When the woman heard this, her breath suddenly trembled, as if she suddenly remembered something sad.

"Do you know why I sing this song? Son, because I am your mother."

Li Banfeng lowered the corners of his eyes and kept restrained, "I don't mind this time, I won't be allowed to do this next time."

The woman stopped trembling and her voice returned to normal: "Aren't I your mother? Let me think about it, am I your father?"

Li Banfeng was unhappy: "Are there no one here except parents? I'll leave first, think about it carefully."

The woman quickly shouted, "Don't leave, I'm just her and I haven't talked. I'm so bored. Just talk to me for a while, you will definitely not suffer any loss."

Li Banfeng asked, "Two people? Who is the other one?"

The woman said, "Tell me first, who sang to you before, is it Zhao Xiaowan?"

Another breath of breath came from the hissing cell.

Li Banfeng was very surprised. How did this woman judge?

"How long have you been locked up here?"

The woman was stunned for a while: "How many years? More than ten years? Decades? A long time, I can't remember it!"

Li Banfeng said, "Then why do you know that I know Zhao Xiaowan."

"Hehehe~ you can't figure it out," the woman smiled gloomyly, "I smelled the smell of her body, that kind of cheap powder."

Li Banfeng felt that this was not a basis for judgment: "There are many people who use cheap fat powder. Why do you determine that it is Zhao Xiaowan?"

"She is different. She will mix some cheap powders together. After mixing, it will have a special fragrance, which is even better than the precious powders. At that time, many women wanted to learn this craft, but they just couldn't learn it."

With her in Curie, Wu Niang was showing everyone the situation in the stairwell. Her techniques have improved a lot and her voice was conveyed very clearly.

Hong Ying took Zhao Xiaowan's hand and said, "Xiaowan, I really want to learn how you make the powder. I bought a lot of cheap powder, but I can't learn it all the time, and in the end I'll make people laugh."

Zhao Xiaowan didn't care about Hong Ying. She was very worried now. The voice of the people in the cell was very special, as if they had added some kind of cover-up. Now she could not tell who she was.

Jiuer silently combs Hong Ying's hair behind her.

Honglian sat on the table, looking calm on the outside and feeling anxious on the inside.

The woman in cell No. 6 continued to ask, "You have the smell of her powder. She is not your mother, is it your grandma?"

Li Banfeng said: "You can't change your thinking?"

"This idea is hard to change. Don't rush to say it first. Let me think about it carefully. There is still a smell on your body, it smells like motor oil..."

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I just used the engine oil."

"There is also a smell of smoke."

"I smoke."

"There is also a smell of water vapor."

It's hard to answer this, Li Banfeng said, "Are you sure this is the smell of me?"

"Is it yours?" The woman was also a little suspicious. She was inhaling hard, "No, it's not yours, it's behind you, there's a train behind you!"

Li Banfeng was shocked.

Can she smell this?

How high is this woman's cultivation?

The woman analyzed the smell and began to say to herself: "The smell of this train is quite familiar. Is it an old train?

No, the old train stays in this building, he can't get out,

That's not the case. Half of the old train is outside. Could it be that the half has been retrieved?

It’s still wrong. The old train’s fireworks are more powerful than this one, and this is a small train!

The small train has been following the old train. Are you the old train?

It's not right. Old trains don't taste like you. You have the smell of young people. Who are you? The little train you brought from whom did you get?"

Li Banfeng lowered his hat and said, "Tell me your name first, let's talk about the train."

The woman heard some voices again: "You especially like wearing a top hat, don't press the brim too low, don't block all your face, and reveal it a little bit, the young man's appearance is definitely not bad."

Li Banfeng said, "Can you see me?"

"I can't see it, but I can hear it, and I can smell it. The smell on you is so strong."

"What's the taste?"

"The smell on the train, how long has the train been with you? It's more than a year, more than two years, three years, right?"

Li Banfeng took two steps back.

Can you even smell it?

The woman quickly dissuaded: "Don't leave, talk to me again, and the taste of Zhao Xiaowan is also very strong. How long have you been with her? It's been three years, right?"

Li Banfeng opened up all the skills of insight into spiritual sound, golden Qingqiu, and all kinds of exquisite flavors.

He looked around, wanting to see how this woman was observing him.

She would definitely see me, otherwise she would not have been able to say so accurately.

No, even if you can see me, you can't say this so accurately!

How did she know that three years have passed? How did she know that my wife and I have known each other for three years?

The woman spoke again: "It's strange, you call me Mom, are you calling Zhao Xiaowan or someone else?"

mother?

Where did she hear it?

Li Banfeng suddenly remembered something. When he went to the Miaosheng jingle for the first time, Ling Miaosheng heard Li Banfeng's heart.

Is this the strength of the top-level peeking cultivator?

At that time, the cultivation gap between Li Banfeng and Ling Miaosheng was very big, and it was not surprising that Ling Miaosheng heard it.

Now that Li Banfeng's cultivation has reached the eighth level of the cloud, why can this woman still hear it?

Fortunately, she couldn't hear it completely, and it seemed that she only had a few words.

The woman asked, "Is Zhao Xiaowan really not your mother?"

"No!" Li Banfeng completely relaxed his mind.

"Then are you fucking?"

"Not."

The woman was angry: "It's boring to play and lose, it's boring to play tricks. If I guess correctly, you have to admit it.

Otherwise it would be no fun."

Li Banfeng said: "I didn't want to betray you, you didn't guess correctly!"
To be continued...