Chapter 5-7

Zhou Wandong was so angry that he was inexplicably irritable that he strode over and grabbed Jia Guizhi's collar and picked up the person, slapped several times in the face.

Jia Guizhi felt a little more awake. She looked at Zhou Wandong and Zhao Jianglong's body. Her legs fell down on the pit and said, "Old Zhao is helpless."

Zhou Wandong bent down with a fierce look on his face: "No matter whether your man is saved or not, I will do nothing I have to do. What do you say about the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead?"

Jia Guizhi raised her head, stared at Zhou Wandong for a long time, and then slowly lowered her head. The moment she covered her eyelids, a trace of cruel light suddenly flashed deep in her eyes, and she said, "Don't worry, you won't be missing."

Zhou Wandong felt much more relieved when he said this, and then he whispered to Qinfang: "What about him, what about him?

Do you want it…”

He turned his body to the side, blocked Qin Fang's gaze, and made a clue gesture to Jia Guizhi.

It would be fine if he lifted a dead Zhao Jianglong, but living people are harder to control than dead people. Qin Fang has a strange intention. If he wants to call the police and send messages one time, he will be unprepared for it.

Jia Guizhi hesitated for a moment. She originally didn't care about Qin Fang's life and death at all. Of course, it was not just her. Isn't Miss Bai Ying the same? Since she ordered the Qin family's descendants to penetrate the heart, she naturally didn't care about his life.

But now, things have changed, and the so-called corpse at the bottom of the valley has disappeared. She can no longer count on the so-called "returning the sun" to save Lao Zhao...

Jia Guizhi's heart suddenly stumbled.

No, no, no, if the corpse at the bottom of the valley was just transferred, as long as the corpse could be found, as long as Qin was placed, there would always be a chance. Although Lao Zhao's corpse would rot over time, what's the matter? The corpse at the bottom of the valley has been going on for sixty or seventy years?

When she looked up again, her tone had calmed down.

"Help me bury Lao Zhao first, let's talk about the others when I go back."

After burying Zhao Jianglong, Jia Guizhi did not rush to leave. She paid special attention to everything around her, hoping to find some clues.

After a round of patrol, my eyes remained around the pit.

Although the surrounding ground is cracked and broken, the traces of the car can still be roughly seen. In places like the bottom of the valley, the car will definitely not be able to drive in, and it can only fall...

The wreckage of the car at the bottom of the valley began to attract her attention. There were about two or three, most of which had rust and decayed. It was obvious that it was a while ago, only one of them was quite new in color. What's even more strange is that there was an open suitcase next to it.

Zhou Wandong also felt something was strange. He walked to the side of the car, leaned into the broken window and looked at it again, then walked to the wreckage of other cars and looked around and compared it. When he came back, he frowned abnormally and said, "It's so strange."

Jia Guizhi was a little nervous, she didn't mention her suspicion for now: "What's strange?"

Zhou Wandong looked at the top of the cliff: "In theory, there is a winding mountain road above, and the fallen cars usually have car accidents or have no time to brake, which means that the drivers are all in the car.

It is also possible to kill people and rob goods, but it is unlikely that you will push an empty car to get out.

I also saw those cars, and they all had human corpses, but this one didn't have them.

And, the suitcase is still open..."

He kicked the suitcase and gestured at the position of the car: "Generally, the suitcase is placed in the car, and no matter how much it falls, it will not fall out. If you take a step back, even if you really fall out..."

He kicked the zipper of the suitcase again with his toes: "See, pull the zipper to the end, that is, someone turned it over."

Jia Guizhi's heart was beating violently. When she spoke, her voice was shaking. She signaled Zhou Wandong to carefully look at the location of the pit: "There are signs of a car smashing there, but there is no car at that location.

The car is so heavy, there may be beasts at the bottom of the valley, but it is impossible to have the power to move the car. Could it be that someone has come down, moved the car aside, took the people in the car away, and took some... luggage?"

At the end, she felt that it was almost done and she was about to catch something.

The car was originally smashed to the grave, and there was a high possibility that when the people moved the car, they found the body below and took it away.

Fortunately, the car is still there. If you can find clues of the owner, you can follow the clues to find the person who was "rescued" and you can naturally find the body.

Jia Guizhi couldn't help but feel excited and almost threw herself to the side of her suitcase. She flipped through the bunch of clothes and found nothing valuable. After a while, she suddenly realized and opened the car door and wanted to get in.

Zhou Wandong guessed her mind roughly and impatiently knocked the car cover: "Why is Fei doing that? Isn't there a license plate?

Just go up and check the car owner.”

Damn! License plate!

Qin Fang secretly cursed in his heart.

Sometimes, the license plate is really a mistake.

It was another day of return journey, and when I returned to the main road, it was already dinner time.

Jia Guizhi is half a local. Her original houses and real estate have been sold, so she can only borrow a local acquaintance to rest temporarily. Before going up the mountain, she went over and said hello. First, there was no restaurant nearby, so she wanted to take some dry food. Second, she also asked if there was any major car accident in the local area in recent times, so she had to mobilize all the troops to rescue the valley.

The hostess received her. Although she was a Tibetan, she had been doing business in Xining. She said it well in Chinese. She pretended to be a potato milk for her while shook her head: "I haven't heard of it. You know, you know that if you fall down and don't live, who will go down to save her?

If the road is difficult to walk, and if you have no maps and no experience, ordinary people will not be able to find a Tao there."

After installing it, I found a kerosene lamp and lit it for her as if sorry: "The house on the mountain is not easy to live in, and there is not even electricity. If you are asked to come down and live, you will not agree."

Jia Guizhi said a few perfunctorily, and after watching her leave, the hostess suddenly remembered something.

Yesterday, a Han man went door to door to inquire about the house in the middle of the mountain. At that time, she replied, "My family is lent to friends for my use."

The Han man seemed very interested and asked where her friends came from and what they did.

Should I tell Guizhi about this?

She chased to the door and saw that Jia Guizhi was already going up the mountain. The flame of the kerosene lamp jumped and seemed to be extinguished in the next moment.

Forget it, it’s not a big deal. Besides, Guizhi came this time and wasn’t there any big and thick man around her, it’s not a problem.

The house on the mountainside was dark. When it arrived that day, it was empty. How could it look like a living place?

I hid and hid along the way, and I didn't even sleep well, and didn't touch the edge of the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, which caused a lot of sin.

Zhou Wandong felt very unwilling to accept it, and when he quickly entered the door, he mentioned the old saying: "How do you say the Dzi bead?

I have to pay a deposit when doing business. I have been busy until now, but I haven’t even seen a big son.”

Jia Guizhi replied coldly: "What's the hurry!"

Damn, what are you anxious about?

If it weren't for fear of her, I really wanted to take out a dagger and poke seven or eight transparent holes in her. Zhou Wandong's fire was rubbing. When he glanced at Qin Fang, he seemed to have anger. He grabbed his collar and hit the door: "What's the hurry? Tell her, why am I anxious?"

With a bang, the door was not closed. Qin Fang fell directly into it and fell heavily to the ground. Someone in the room sat up and screamed: "Who?

who?

who?"

This sound sounds very familiar.

The light of the kerosene lamp came in, shakingly illuminating a corner of the sound. Yan Furui, who was awakened, was half lying down with his hands, covered with Si Teng's mink coat, and set up a bunk on the ground with a book or something. When he saw Qin Fang, his sleepiness had not passed: "You are... Qin... Qin Fang?"

The light suddenly shook away from Yan Furui and shot straight in the other direction.

There, Si Teng sat silently on a chair in the middle of the empty house. She combed her old-style bun, with her temples to her ears. She was commonly known as "hand-pushing corrugated" curly hair in the old Shanghai. There were strands hanging on the edges, as if she could easily pull it up and the slightly shaking curls could be raised.

The weather in Tibetan areas is so cold that she actually wears a thin cheongsam, her skirt is slanted to the calves, her hem is embroidered with curved vines, her barefoot is wearing a pair of high heels, and her fair feet are shining with a lustrous color.

Under the dizzy light, she didn't seem to be real, she seemed to be stepping on the wrong era, but she was still calm and sat down slowly.

The light of the kerosene lamp began to shake violently. Jia Guizhi's face turned pale and kept retreating. His trembling hand couldn't hold on to the lamp handle. The kerosene lamp fell off his hand. The moment he was about to touch the ground, a thin vine swam over, passing through the handle like eyes, lifting the kerosene lamp high, and then a few puffs sounds. A dozen thin vines stretched out with the wick as the center of the circle, and the tips were nailed into the wall. After passing the oily vine body, it quickly extended its flame head. In an instant, a fire curtain seemed to be opened on the top of the head at the high place, making the room look particularly bright.

Zhou Wandong took a deep breath, reached out and pulled out the dagger from his waist, and cursed: "Where is this where?"

Si Teng ignored him and leaned over to help Qin Fang. Seeing his bruised nose and swollen face, he felt both distressed and funny, and asked him, "Has he been beaten?"

Qin Fang's eyes were hot and he felt embarrassed. Before he could answer, Yan Furui, who had just reacted, got up in a hurry: "Oh Qin Fang, Miss Si Teng and I have been waiting for you for two days. Why are you... how come you were beaten like this?"

Si Teng glanced at Zhou Wandong by the door: "Has he beat him?"

She left Qin Fang and walked towards Zhou Wandong. Jia Guizhi's upper and lower teeth were loud, her back was tightly pressed against the wall, but her legs were constantly sluggish. Zhou Wandong felt something was wrong, and she felt inexplicably panicked. He held the dagger and gestured fiercely at Si Tengqiong: "Don't come over, just stand there, do you hear it!"

Si Teng stopped, she smiled at Zhou Wandong and said, "When I see you, my back hurts."

Back pain?

Zhou Wandong was confused. In the past, he had some ideas that he couldn't afford to offend him, usually saying "I feel unhappy when I see you" or "get away, it's dirty my eyes." This time it's so fresh, and my back hurts?

What's wrong with me?

The strong wind on the ground pushed the flesh on his face rustled, and it was like a force rushing all over his body. Zhou Wandong was lifted out, like a cannon popping out of the borehole, and his waist was hitting the body of the white truck with a bang. He actually overturned everyone and the truck. When he landed on the ground, he saw the tires of the truck overturned and turned around funnyly.

Does back pain?

I don’t know, ignorant, maybe I won’t know what a back pain feels like in this life.

Jia Guizhi slowly collapsed on the ground, with extremely frightened eyes flashing through her eyes, and she murmured almost whisperingly: "Miss Bai Ying?"

Si Teng signaled to Yan Furui: "Take Qin down and rest first."

He smiled and approached Jia Guizhi: "You are Jia Guihong's great-granddaughter?
Chapter completed!