Near the Changling Mountain Cemetery, Xu Lang really hesitated, his face covered with inconceivability and incomprehension.
He whispered a place name softly in his mouth: "Pushkinman... Pushkinman!"
Always pacing in the workshop, Xu Lang's cold face concealed deep anxiety.
He didn't think that the number one person would deceive him. In fact, there was no need to deceive him. Then this person must have mastered part of Cheng Guoguo's whereabouts and psychology.
That's why a warning was given to him to be careful of Cheng Guoguo, but now it seems that Cheng Guoguo's intelligence has converged and overlapped with Yan Yan's actions!
In this world, there are many coincidences made by mistakes.
But Xu Lang didn't think so at all at this moment. Perhaps there were also reasons for his suspicious nature. He didn't think it was just a mere coincidence.
Especially with the warning given by the number one in advance, it made him stick to the thoughts in his mind.
That is, between Cheng Guoguo and Gao Yiyuan, one of them must be lying! Even both are lying!
If this is really the case, then it's not easy...
Xu Lang's eyes under the black mirror frame slowly burst out with a cold light, and things turned so fast that it exceeded his expectations. Remember URL
Cheng Guoguo, who appeared abruptly, brought an abrupt intelligence, but he caught up with the clues brought by Gao Yiyuan, perfectly overlapping
Unlike Cheng Guoguo, Xu Lang fully knew that the clues from Gao Yiyuan were obtained through human life and temptation, so the possibility of fraud is not high. Since his news can be the same as Cheng Guoguo... ....
Xu Lang's eyes became colder, because he always knew that Cheng Guoguo had been related to He Xiao!
He approached Cheng Guoguo to choose to cooperate with him, but it didn't mean that he had full trust in Cheng Guoguo. He had known that He Xiao had actively contacted Cheng Guoguo.
Then things became more complicated in Xu Lang's eyes, and a very bad idea came into being...
Cheng Guoguo betrayed him, betrayed their previous deal, and teamed up with Yan Yan and others, trying to pull Xu Lang to Pushkinman in another identity!
And Gao Yiyuan also went out, ignoring his wife's ashes and forcibly guided Xu Lang to Pushkinman!
Thinking of this, Xu Lang heaved a sigh of relief. If it hadn't been for the number one person to give him a warning in advance, I'm afraid he would really go to Pushkinman to investigate.
And through the current conjecture, I am afraid that the Pushkinman Research Institute is a place set up by Yan Yan and He Xiao and others to die, just waiting for Xu Lang to get in!
No one knows whether Xu Lang’s paranoia is included in Yan Yan’s plan, maybe or not, but until now his plan has completely worked, Xu Lang really dispelled the idea of going to the Pushkinman Institute. Fall into the trap!
This cannot be said that Xu Lang is stupid. On the contrary, he is too smart. He has thoroughly understood everyone's ideas, but has led himself into a mortal situation!
Xu Lang's wit and suspiciousness caused the situation he was about to face, and even this situation he was not aware of until now. The repeated coincidences made Xu Lang naturally and inevitably considered a trap.
But how do you know, he thought he had escaped a heavy trap, but fell into a deeper dead end!
This is a plan that has been laid out for a long time and has been waiting for a long time. It is only for Xu Lang's "task". This task has no way of life, only a dead end, and Xu Lang still doesn't know what he is about to face
On the other hand, what is the purpose of the warning from the number one person? No one can know, is he really going to kill Xu Lang? Fill the fire for Yan Yan's plan
Of course, there is another possibility... "Be careful of Cheng Guoguo" is not Xu Lang's guess, it should be used at this moment!
After Xu Lang walked in place for a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered softly: "YaoYuan...you will regret it!" After saying this, he put the backpack on the ground back on his shoulders. Get out of the factory.
He looked up coldly at the sky surrounded by dense forests, lowered his head and lit a cigarette for himself, his gaze was far away, and he looked in one direction.
There are cemeteries, layers of cemeteries, with countless burials of the dead, and his trip to do something that Gao Yiyuan regrets is a response to his previous promise.
Walking in the dense misty forest, Xu Lang's expression was not half different. Even in the surrounding forest, there were countless souls and dead people, and some of them were familiar to him.
In the two missions of Yinyang Road and Human Skin Lantern, many executors died in the Changling Mountain Cemetery, and of course there are faces that still remain fresh in his memory.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye he was no longer the newcomer who first joined the newspaper, and now Xu Lang has become a leader among the executives.
Walking here again, his state of mind was as calm as water, and the green smoke that came out of his mouth, mixed with the mist in the forest, gathered together and disappeared, just as those who died did not see each other again.
Xu Lang has obtained the name of Gao Yiyuan's wife and the approximate burial site from Wuming. There is no change in the Changlingshan cemetery. It has only been a month since Xu Lang came here.
"Han Churong", Gao Yiyuan’s wife’s name was simple but with a hint of gentleness. He walked and looked at the photos sent by Wuming. Although the appearance of the woman in the photo could not be called a celestial person, it was between the eyebrows. Soft and beautiful, it fully embodies the personality of oriental beauties, and one glance at it with a frown makes people feel tender and affectionate.
Xu Lang looked at this photo with a heart-stopping heart, and looked back at it just by looking at it.
He has always advocated doing everything to the extreme. In order to live, he can do anything. Now that he has seen through the conspiracy of Gao Yiyuan and Yan Yan, he must of course make Gao Yiyuan pay a sufficient price.
And he didn't do this for venting or revenge. He had always said before that he didn't really take away Han Churong's ashes, but he gave Gao Yiyuan a trace of luck. Now he wants to get his ashes back again.
And with the previous experience, I believe Yan Yan would not expect him to find a breakthrough from Gao Yiyuan again, then his actions with ashes threatening Gao Yiyuan will be even more incomprehensible and convenient.
Xu Lang put the phone back in his pocket and walked briskly in the dense forest. He said to himself as he walked: "If you hadn't deceived me, I really didn't want to do such a thing that hurts my morals."
Although Xu Lang said it like this, and it is true that he has always kept his ashes still, but now he is still walking on this road.
What he said was like looking for an excuse for himself to prevaricate his own despicable behavior. Since Zhang Qingyu's death, Xu Lang's bottom line has been getting lower and lower....
Xu Lang touched the light blue hair rope on his right wrist. The pure and agile breath of the hair rope and the femininity of Xu Lang presented two extremes.
Or maybe the existence of the head rope represents Xu Lang's past memories, experiences, a person, and a dead person.
Xu Lang's original calm mind seemed to be absent for a moment, as if in this dense forest, there was a certain innumerable aura interfering with his xinxing.
Somewhere in his heart, something intervened and started to affect his thinking.
Xu Lang's right eyelid jumped, and an irresistible crisis surged into his heart. His footsteps suddenly stopped and he turned around and looked behind him hurriedly.
But apart from the few small birds that were startled to fly, nothing existed. He frowned and paused in place for a while, feeling the silence around him, and then a little suspicious in his eyes, and with the last blow, he exploded at full speed. The cemetery of Changling Mountain is running fast.
This feeling of danger approaching appeared in the blink of an eye, which Xu Lang had never expected.
This is just a feeling, the sixth sense of being a senior, and the intuition of saving Xu Lang many times. Intuition tells him that there is something around that would be bad for him!
As he ran like this, Xu Lang was puzzled, because his left hand, the left hand that was inhabited by the evil spirit Liu Yi, was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic.
If according to normal circumstances, when evil spirits appeared around his left hand, it would exude an uncomfortable icy cold, stabbing his nerves.
But now, Xu Lang clearly felt the threat, but his left hand did not move.
But Xu Lang did not relax at all. Instead, he exercised the highest vigilance. This kind of crisis is felt by a living person like Xu Lang, how could he not feel it with his left hand.
Then there is only one possibility, just like in a suburban hospital, such a powerful evil spirit like the oiled paper umbrella, which is comparable to the second-to-last level of hell, can completely suppress his left hand!
Only when Xu Lang appeared next to an unimaginable evil spirit, his left hand would appear deadly silent!
Xu Lang's right eyelid began to throb violently, a huge and unsearchable crisis approaching at the fastest speed, but until now he still couldn't figure out what it was.
He just tried his best to run to the Chang Lingshan Cemetery, so that he might be able to take away Han Churong's ashes easily. The message sent by nameless was very accurate, and the division where he was located was fully indicated under the first tombstone.
Xu Lang looked at the gate of the cemetery close at hand without hesitation. He had walked this road many times, passed the communication room directly, got under the fence, and went straight to the tombstone of Han Churong.
His speed is so fast that the men in the city can't stop him, but maybe it's not because of his speed...
But the man didn't mean to stop him at all. The man quietly took down the newspaper covering his face, revealing his rickety old figure, the skin on his face sagging, and his face drooping, watching Xu Lang's figure squeeze out. Gave a deep smile.
"The first..." The hoarse and low voice sounded in the silent environment, and then his head looked at an unknown in the dense forest, as if there was also a person running fast toward this side.
"There is a second..." (End of this chapter)