The laughter of Mo Ye and Gao Yiyuan spread through the broken car window, and the others gave them a weird look.
The two who had been tit-for-tat before, even laughed at each other at this time.
Wang Yuquan and Ran Qizhi looked at each other, and both saw the concerns in each other's eyes.
Wang Yuquan said to her: "We still have to keep a little eye on the action for a while. Although it may be safer to go with Mo Ye, we can't let him go."
"These veterans never take the lives of our newcomers in their hearts. Maybe they just want to use us as the dead ghost.
Ran Qizhi didn't think so much, she seemed a little panicked when she heard Wang Yuquan's words.
"But, what if Mo Ye really wants us to die?"
Wang Yuquan pressed her ear and said, "If we find something is wrong, we turn around and run!"
"This... can this work? Didn't that offend Mo Ye?"
"Oh, at this time, if you accidentally kill it, you can still manage this?"
Ran Qizhi nodded tremblingly, "Okay, I will listen to you." Remember the URL
After they finished speaking, they continued to eat the dry food in their hands and stopped talking.
On Zhang Qingyu's side, looking at Xu Lang who was in a coma, he was full of emotions.
It felt uncomfortable for Mo Ye to take such a big risk to look for clues, but she had to do nothing else.
She looked at Xu Lang and sighed.
"When will you wake up..."
Mo Ye and Gao Yiyuan also fell silent at this time, Mo Ye lit a cigarette and fell into thinking.
In fact, if Gao Yiyuan's identity could be determined, he wouldn't do it so absolutely.
However, the words he just said still leave a little leeway!
The task is now divided into three groups, Mo Ye, Wang Yuquan, and Ran Qizhi; Gao Yiyuan's own group; and Zhang Qingyu takes Xu Lang away without participating.
Among the three groups, Zhang Qingyu was the safest. Mo Ye and Gao Yiyuan both face great risks.
Therefore, before leaving, Mo Ye explained something to Gao Yiyuan.
Looking at it this way, no matter where there is an accident on both sides, there is still a chance for maneuver.
It can be seen that the incident in the dense forest has made Mo Ye start to be very vigilant about this mission.
I have disregarded my identity, and have been underpinned by the lofty intentions of an unknown identity.
Before long, it was half past five, and Mo Ye threw the cigarette butt out and called the others: "Go."
Wang Yuquan helped Zhang Qingyu get Xu Lang into the car first, and then everyone sat down one after another.
Because of the large space in the van, Xu Lang and some luggage were lying in the last row.
Mo Ye glanced back and started the car.
Everyone's nerves were panicked by the sound of the car driving away.
No one can say that what will happen to the next action.
Mo Ye said as he drove, "Gao Yiyuan will be the first to get off at Yuanlu Village. You will be the first to get off the bus at that time. After you leave, you will arrive at the little boy's drop-off point at Chenghui Hutong and wait."
"Me, Wang Yuquan and Ran Qizhi will be in Jubei District, and the second group will get off."
"Zhang Qingyu, after we get off the car, you drive to Huayin Street, find a place to stay, and then send me a text message."
When it came to this, Mo Ye turned his head and glanced at Zhang Qingyu, as if he was inconvenient to speak directly.
Zhang Qingyu nodded tacitly. She understood that Mo Ye didn't believe other people.
Fearing that the evil spirit hidden among other people knew Xu Lang's location, he went to hunt and kill him.
Zhang Qingyu thought for a while and said, "You guys, pay attention to safety."
Gao Yiyuan glanced at the calm Mo Ye, did not speak, turned his head and looked out the window.
To say that there is no complaint in his heart, it is false.
After all, he is the most dangerous person.
But he didn't have too many worries in his heart. In fact, it could be seen from the things in the dense forest that Gao Yiyuan was a terribly calm character.
And his skill is agile enough, what he lacks is execution experience.
This trip to Yuanlu Village was the first step he had to take.
This is also the first step for him to formally integrate into the newspaper office and break away from the status of ordinary people!
Everyone had their own thoughts on the way, and Mo Ye stopped the van after a short while.
The sharp brake sound pulled everyone back to reality.
Mo Ye looked at the path outside the car window, and said to Gao Yiyuan indifferently, "Yuanlu Village is here."
Gao Yiyuan nodded, took the backpack, said nothing, turned around and got out of the car.
This indifferent gesture made the others behind him a little more admirable.
Zhang Qingyu even recalled that Xu Lang was so confident when he first performed the task.
After Mo Ye took a look, he retracted his gaze, "The real danger has begun, you guys are ready."
The van galloped past, rolling up a burst of loess.
Gao Yiyuan frowned slightly as he looked at the curling dust behind him. It was a very shabby trail.
All are paved with loess and gravel slag. Basically, it will appear misty and misty with a little wind.
Gao Yiyuan pulled out a white handkerchief, tied it to his ears, blocked his nose and mouth, and walked slowly forward.
This is a village near the edge of the city. It's not too big, but it doesn't look small.
Most of the surroundings are architectural styles that look more than 20 years ago, and most of them are bungalows.
There are not a few two-story buildings in the whole village.
It is strange that in ordinary villages, some people will already appear on the street at this time.
But the alleys of Yuanlu Village are empty.
The doors were closed tightly, and what made Gao Yiyuan most surprised was that all the houses he could see had no windows!
No, it can't be said that there are no windows, but they are all nailed to various wooden boards!
This Yuanlu Village is really unusual.
Gao Yiyuan had walked for a while, but no one appeared.
Originally, he would have thought that he would ask someone in a few villages to inquire about the situation and residence of the middle-aged couple.
But at this time no one can see him, he can't knock on someone's door and ask where the dead couple live, right
Gao Yiyuan was distressed, and the wind in the alley was engulfing the loess, becoming more and more fierce.
Forced to be helpless, he had no choice but to take a shelter under a relatively high house, ready to wait for the wind to pass before going down.
He came to a small white two-story building that was conspicuous in the village and took refuge.
Suddenly, there was a strange feeling in his heart.
Looking back, the door of this family's house was covered with yellow talisman on the wall.
With a swipe of your hand, all are some yellow symbols belonging to Taoism.
At this time, it was clashed in the wind, mixed with the whimper of the wind, which seemed a bit contrary to peace.
Suddenly a white paper money floated from a distance.
Gao Yiyuan grabbed it. This was a blank paper scattered during the sacrifice of the dead.
Are there dead people here
He had just stepped out of the eaves, ready to tilt his head to look.
The overwhelming yellow paper mixed with white paper money fluttered in the wind among the loess.
The whole sky is yellow and white, covering the sky and the sun.
"It's a big handwriting, a big show, who is dead?"
Gao Yiyuan looked over, and saw a place filled with loess in the distance, and a group of people dressed in filial obedience and white flags came slowly.
From there, came the sorrow and joy of looming suona and other musical instruments.
In today's cities, it is basically difficult to see such large-scale funeral ceremonies, and Gao Yiyuan was a little surprised to see it for a while.
This traditional funeral culture is very particular.
Especially when the deceased is buried, it is not allowed to watch, so as not to conflict with the deceased.
Moreover, Gao Yiyuan is not a member of this village at all. Once there is a conflict, he is likely to be trapped in this place.
Watching the funeral pedestrians in the distance get closer and closer, Gao Yiyuan looked around, planning to find a hutong to get in and hide.
When he was walking down the trail behind, he heard a small black wooden door next to it, opening it from the inside with a squeak.
A pair of skinny hands stretched out from inside, grabbing Gao Yiyuan's backpack.
Gao Yiyuan didn't expect an accident at this time, and he didn't even have time to react.
Don't look at that hand that looks skinny, but it has a lot of strength.
Directly dragged Gao Yiyuan from the road into the house!
The sudden attack was unexpected by Gao Yiyuan. The moment he was pulled into the room, he shook his backpack and shook his arm.
Just buckle the wooden door that is about to close, and get out!
But at this moment, an old hoarse voice sounded from the darkness behind: "Child, don't go out, you will die if you go out!"
This sentence made Gao Yiyuan's foot that was already about to step out again.
There is a weird funeral procession outside, a mysterious old man, who should he believe
After hesitating for a moment, Gao Yiyuan slowly closed the wooden door.
He took out the phone with his backhand, lit the screen, and looked at the whole room slightly with the faint light.
Standing in front of him is an old man wearing a navy blue old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit and wearing an old hat that was popular a long time ago.
He was leaning on a cane, covering his mouth with his right hand, his facial features were a bit hideous, and there was a strange noise in his throat.
It looked like he wanted to cough, but he didn't dare to make a sound because of something.
The old man seemed to be in his seventies or eighties, with all white hair on his temples and a trembling appearance. Gao Yiyuan couldn't believe it. How did he pull himself in at any time when he was about to fall into the soil.
The whole house is very small, with some farm tools and odds and ends, it looks like a storage room in the countryside.
"This is not a place to talk, go to the back room and talk."
Said that the old man was already walking inside with a cane, staggering.
Gao Yiyuan was suspicious and hesitated, but eventually followed him away.
It didn't take long for the old man to open another wooden door, and sunlight came in from outside, finally illuminating the house.
Gao Yiyuan saw through the door that there was a small courtyard outside and a turf house behind.
The straw on the roof swayed everywhere with the wind, and Gao Yiyuan felt that the whole house was shaking. This dilapidated look seems to collapse in a gust of wind.
He followed the old man into the house, but there were windows here. The house was surrounded by four walls, but it looked very regular and clean.
The old man sat on the kang head, still holding the cane in his hand, and slowly said: "Young man, what are you doing here?" (End of this chapter)