The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the word "Lou Cheng" don't mention anything else. They alone mean a lot. The peerless genius, a person who can't be counted below people, is almost equivalent to Peng Leyun's level of warriors before breaking through. There are not enough people to watch!
Therefore, one of the two or three most powerful elders of the Shimen Sect must be invited to come, and he must leave immediately, because Lou Cheng is not alone, and there is such a huge force as the Ice God Sect behind him.
He may have come here without taking it seriously and never informed the sect, but in this situation, it is unavoidable to ask for help. Even if the influence of the Ice God Sect in the provinces and cities around the ancient city is very low, it cannot hold back that they have many experts. It is not something that can be countered by its own forces.
Well, the elder has to arrive before tomorrow morning, and then search within a day. If he can’t find old lady Qiu, and can’t get the clue of the word “Dou”, he will disclose this matter to Daxing Temple and win a cup of leftovers. water!
All kinds of thoughts flashed through the mind of Huang Zihua, a man in a black t-shirt, and made him ask for help from the other end of the phone with a solemn tone and a gloomy face.
After hanging up the phone, Huang Zihua, who has been through the rivers and lakes for a long time, suppressed his heart that was still in shock, glanced at Xixi and Ah Chen, nodded reluctantly and said: "I still have something to do, I will treat you to dinner later."
The mysterious disappearance of Mrs. Qiu put him under a lot of pressure. He didn't care about dating girls. He didn't think about soothing until he received a WeChat message from Xixi after working hard all day and seeing if he could get some inspiration.
Now, with the arrival of a powerful person and the drastic change in the situation, how can he still have the thought to talk nonsense with the girl.
"Okay..." Xixi and Ah Chen looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what was going on at the moment, so they replied in a dazed manner.
Immediately afterwards, Xixi instinctively added another sentence worriedly: "Brother Huang, then, that follower won't, won't come again?"
Huang Zihua took a deep look at her, moved his lips a few times and said:
"Don't worry, his target is not you."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked out of the alley, returning to the inn where he lived, leaving the two girls to stay where they were.
The target wasn't me... Brother Huang who fell to the ground unconscious... The stalker who didn't show up again... Xixi looked at Ah Chen, and suddenly had some guesses in her heart.
We seem to be involved in something terrible...
The stalker is probably looking for Brother Huang, I'm just a cover...
After figuring this out, Xixi was both relieved and frightened, both novel and inexplicably lost.
At this time, Ah Chen frowned, and said to himself in doubt:
"Lou Cheng... the name sounds familiar..."
...
Lou Cheng, who had exposed his identity, knew that the other party would definitely ask for help, and he was not too willing to ask his "parents" for help, so he packed a lot of food and returned to the inn, analyzing and deliberating the information obtained from Huang Zihua while eating, Get ready to speed things up and try to get a head start.
They found the local snake Zhou Wei through the official, but did not find any useful clues...
They sent someone to watch Li Wanquan secretly, expecting old Po Qiu to throw herself into the trap, because for this eccentric and mysterious woman, being approached by someone stemmed from Li Wanquan's "betrayal", and she was likely to take revenge...
Some of them still looked at No. 15, Wanhe Street, afraid that old lady Qiu would go home and pick up something...
After thinking about all kinds of situations, Lou Cheng has not made any new discoveries, but ruled out many possibilities.
Before he knew it, it was close to 8:30 in the evening, and his mobile phone rang with a special reminder.
Yan Zheke "thumped the ground and laughed loudly" and said, "Haha, I saw such a funny thing early in the morning, hello, perverted orange!"
"What can I do? I'm also very helpless. I don't know how to follow people at all..." Lou Cheng said, "covering his face and weeping".
Being a "pervert" is really not a good experience, except in front of classmate Ke Xiaoke.
"What do those two girls look like?" Yan Zheke "covered her mouth and smiled."
"It's so-so, you can recognize it when you see it, but you almost forget what you look like if you don't see it." Lou Cheng's heart moved, and he replied with a little exaggeration.
Yan Zheke "bited her lips and looked at the sky" and said: "It's a lie, if it's not good-looking, then why would Huang Zihua strike up a conversation? He's an alchemy anyway!"
"Probably it's difficult for me to go from extravagant to frugal." Lou Cheng said with a "snicker" when he saw that the little fairy had fallen into his own routine perfectly.
Yan Zheke paused for a moment before replying: "I almost laughed out loud just now, and almost sprayed the milk... My mother looked at me with strange eyes... By the way, do you have any clues?"
She was in a good mood and brought the topic on the right track.
"Does any clue being broken count as a clue?" Lou Cheng told his daughter-in-law what he had summarized.
"Hmm." Yan Zheke said, "crossing her hands and propping her chin in thought", "According to reasoning, in this case, we have to go back to the original point and start again. Since we can't figure out how old Mrs. Qiu left the yard, then We have to go to where she disappeared and start over..."
"So, I'm going to visit Old Qiu Po's house at three o'clock in the middle of the night tonight to see if there are any traces that have been missed by others. If they can't find it, it doesn't mean I can't. There are not many people below Waigang who can practice like this." Bing Jing's unique skill!" Lou Cheng said tacitly.
"Hey, husband and wife see the same thing!" Yan Zheke replied with a "smirk".
The pleasant chat became intermittent after Yan Zheke packed up and went out, and this intermittent did not last long, because soon it was time for Lou Cheng to sleep and recharge his energy.
After saying goodnight, he sighed, meditated into tranquility, and fell into a deep sleep.
...
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, when the alarm clock rang, Lou Cheng woke up suddenly, quickly lifted his spirits, and became energetic again.
After changing into the dark martial arts uniform, he said "Let's go" to Yan Zheke and himself.
In the dead of night, with lonely lights, Lou Cheng walked along the dark place, and soon arrived around No. 15 Wanhe Street, and found two hidden piles relying on his keen senses and previous experience.
He waited patiently for the opportunity. When a drunk man returning from a bar passed by and attracted the attention of the dark pile, he stretched out his hand, like a big black bird, jumped over the wall in the thick night, and directly entered the old lady Qiu's room. courtyard.
Landing silently, Lou Cheng pounced forward like a civet cat, and Lou Cheng opened the door and entered the room with gentle movements and counterbalanced strength, and closed it casually.
With the help of the starlight outside, he saw everything here, and saw a lot of very ancient utensils, calligraphy and paintings, and decorations.
According to the rumors, Old Qiu Po is not someone who likes calligraphy and painting... Lou Cheng was puzzled and checked each one, but still found no valuable clues.
From the living room to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the kitchen, he carefully looked through it, but found nothing.
As a last resort, Lou Cheng restrained his thoughts and visualized the "Ice Mirror". The whole person's emotions were frozen and his mind was calm, reflecting the bits and pieces within tens of centimeters around him.
Everything appeared, he returned step by step according to the route just now, only felt that the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and there were no major changes.
From the kitchen to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the living room, Lou Cheng had just taken two steps when he suddenly "heard" a heartbeat, not his own!
thump!
His scalp numb, he stopped, focused on "listening", and was ready to make a full-strength shot.
After a full minute, there was a second "plop" from his "heart"!
Plop, plop, plop... The heartbeat was slow and low, as if it came from deep underground, like the call of an evil spirit.
Lou Cheng took a breath, the ice mirror in his heart remained the same, he put away all kinds of thoughts that made his hair stand on end.
After a few more minutes, he took two steps back and looked at the position he stepped on just now.
The ground of the entire living room has not been treated, but has been compacted with soil.
And that weird heartbeat comes from under the dirt!
right here!
Damn, what the hell is this... Lou Cheng swallowed his saliva, his thoughts turned, he had a few guesses, and suddenly sat down cross-legged, visualizing the corresponding ancient character for "soldier".
His aura immediately spread outwards, like a doomsday blizzard that darkened the sky, lowered the temperature, and was stained with blood, "howling" as it pressed down on the ground where the terrifying heartbeat sound came out!
Boom! Lou Cheng crossed his knees and stretched out his right hand. With the cooperation of his momentum, he clenched his fist and tapped the ground lightly. He said in a low voice, out of the room:
"Come out, I won't do anything to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden change, the ground seemed to be wriggling, and brightly colored bugs came out one after another, along with his fist that touched the soil, rushing up like a tide, densely packed, making people both physically and mentally disturbed Trembling!
Lou Cheng shook his head, his fists ignited with violent red flames, and before the brightly colored insects had time to do anything, they were blackened by the burning and fell down like rain.
Papapapapapa, "raindrops" are rushing, covering the surrounding area.
When there were only a dozen or so worms left, the moths finally stopped trying to catch the flame, and a slightly wrinkled palm protruded out of the compacted soil, not too big, like a woman.
In the weird picture, another hand, head, torso, and both feet are all drilled out of the ground, outlining an old woman in dark red clothes.
"Old lady Qiu?" Lou Cheng secretly exhaled, and asked with a smile as he withdrew his restraint.
The old woman corrected with a straight face, her body trembling slightly: "Qiu Huazhen."
Sure enough... Lou Cheng sized her up and down, and found that except for the silver hair on her head, her complexion was quite pale, not too old, and dignified and elegant, without the weirdness and horror in the rumors.
That's right, she was a beauty with many suitors back then... Lou Cheng nodded and said:
"Ability?"
If old lady Qiu was strong, she wouldn't be able to dodge in this way...but she could hide in the soil, stay out for a few days, and hibernate like hibernation. It's difficult to do this with martial arts...
"Hmm." Qiu Huazhen stared at him coldly and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Lou Chengyi took out the photo of the jug with the word "Dou" and asked about it. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, looked at the utensils and decorations, and said:
"Are these antiques?"
"You already know..." Qiu Huazhen's expression changed drastically.
"Not much." Lou Cheng replied vaguely, "You should say it yourself."
Old Qiu Po and the others seem to be a gang of tomb robbers. No wonder they can find something related to the word "Dou". Maybe they have made some murder case, so they refuse to discuss with those two groups of people, and always try to escape. This is a ghost in their hearts. what!