Jiang Nan'an, Zhu Ling, and Tian Jiaxian came together to look at the handwriting on the sand table.
")" Beneath the "幛", Tian Jiaxin frowned and recognized for a while, "Looks like a 'a' ah."
Jiang Nan'an also felt the same:
"Isn't he trying to say 'finished', 'finished' or something? It's too hard to live, so let's just die?"
Zhu Ling glanced at Jiang Jiang, who had not closed the door, with a disapproving expression, but he couldn't think of a better explanation.
"Give it to Longquanguan."
Beiquan picked up the red sandalwood rosary on the offering table, handed it to Zhu Ling, and asked her to help send it to the Taoist temple to make offerings.
Zhu Ling nodded, took the rosary, and said to Beiquan:
"I found Luo Yanyan's whereabouts."
"Oh?"
Jiang Nan'an on the side immediately regained his energy:
"Where? Where is she?"
Zhu Ling replied:
"She went back to her hometown in J Province."
Beiquan had read Luo Yanyan's profile and knew that the girl's hometown was in a small county in J Province in the northeast. Her biological father died of illness when she was in elementary school. Her mother then remarried, and she and her remarried husband gave birth to a son and a daughter.
Luo Yanyan gets along not badly with her stepfather and younger siblings, but after all, they are separated by a layer of relationship, so they can't really be considered very close.
So the girl did not choose to go home after graduating from the college, but stayed in Fengxing City alone and became a female anchor.
"Oh? That's interesting..."
Beiquan touched his chin:
"Could it be that something happened to Luo Yanyan that made him so scared that he hid back to his stepfather's house, who seldom goes back?"
He turned to his new partner and said:
"It seems that it is very necessary for us to go to J Province and meet Luo Yanyan herself."
Of course Jiang Nan'an has no opinion.
However, Luo Yanyan's hometown is not close to Fengxing City. She has to take a plane of more than three hours to fly to C City, the provincial capital, and then transfer from C City to a seven-hour long-distance bus to arrive.
The whole trip will definitely take more than half a day.
Again and again, two days without running.
It was already 11:40 in the middle of the night, and Zhu Ling quickly booked the two of them a flight to City C at 9:00 tomorrow morning, and then urged them to pack their luggage and rest quickly.
Jiang Nan'an doesn't live in "Santuchuan", he rented a small apartment nearby, and it only takes five minutes to walk.
Beiquan returned to his room. Instead of packing the luggage that he was going to take away tomorrow, he went straight to the window and opened the curtains with a swoosh.
He stood at the window and watched for a while.
"Tsk!"
Beiquan clicked his tongue, picked up the black umbrella by the door, and slipped out quietly.
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At the same time, Wei Fuyuan felt that he had turned the 180th lap in the alley in the old city.
He came to find Beiquan.
Although Wei Fuyuan didn't know what methods Beiquan and the others used on him, he seemed to have been brainwashed, completely forgetting Beiquan and all the things he had experienced in the "Three Ways".
Just like he didn't know why when he saw the "Yin Cao Live Room", his memory was like a torrent of dykes that suddenly came back.
But no matter what, Wei Fuyuan insisted that since he had already remembered it, it was God's will.
He admitted that he could not let Beiquan go.
It's just that he hasn't seen him for a day, and Wei Fuyuan feels like he's been in a different world.
For half a day after checking into the hotel, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.
Every moment, every minute, every second, no matter what he was doing, Wei Fuyuan always unconsciously thought of the person who flirted with him and abandoned him cruelly.
When he was looking at his mobile phone, Wei Fuyuan realized that he had not even had a photo of Beiquan after working in "Santuchuan" for three and a half months.
This made him unable to even see Zhaosi people and try to ease the pain of lovesickness.
Wei Fuyuan was so angry that his teeth were itching, but there was nothing he could do.
He felt that he was just like a large dog abandoned by his owner, sad, sad, unwilling, and missing, but he had no resentment.
Wei Fuyuan wanted to see Beiquan again, so much so that his heart clenched tightly.
- Now that you've thought about it, let's go see you!
Finally, Wei Fuyuan jumped up from the bed, changed his clothes and went out.
Just kidding, when Young Master Wei is 21 years old, he doesn't even admit to his own parents, and he is even more reluctant to admit defeat when facing someone he likes!
And he didn't believe that Beiquan had never been moved by him.
Since both parties are interesting, why can't they be together!
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Although Wei Fuyuan's determination was very firm, he soon encountered a major setback - because he found that he could not find the "Three Ways".
Wei Fuyuan knew about Beiquan and the others who set up a fascination array in the "Three Ways River".
But knowing Guizhi, he has been working here for more than three months, and has walked back and forth on the same road hundreds of times. Wei Fuyuan felt that he could not go wrong with his eyes closed.
But this time, he walked around the familiar streets from nine o'clock in the evening to twelve thirty in the midnight, but he was stunned that he could not find the small alley leading to the "Santu River".
This is so wicked!
When Wei Fuyuan passed the security booth on the corner of the street for the sixth time, the uncle watching the car sitting in the booth couldn't help but stop him:
"Hey boy, you've been around here for hours, where do you want to go?"
Wei Fuyuan is tall with long legs and handsome looks. If he was a thief, he would look too conspicuous, so the uncle didn't think about the direction he was going to plot, just looking at the boy's hurried footsteps and anxious look, Afraid that he might be delayed by something urgent, I just kindly asked.
Wei Fuyuan stopped and turned back, "Uncle, find out."
He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, pointed forward again, and asked politely:
"Renhuai Lane, is it in that direction?"
"Yes."
Uncle nodded:
"Come across the street, turn right and you will see a laundry shop and a Shaxian snack. The inner alley between the two is Renhuai Lane."
Saying that, he laughed:
"Our mobile phone signal is not good, and the alley is very skewed. Some time ago, the road administration was under construction, and the road signs were dismantled and not installed. It is normal that you can't find them."
The uncle patted his heart:
"You'd better ask me sooner, and you've gone the wrong way for a few hours in vain!"
Wei Fuyuan moved the corners of his lips and forced a smile.
He knew that the uncle was right.
In the past three months or so, every time he got in through the intersection between the laundromat and the Shaxian snack bar.
But just now, Wei Fuyuan had walked many times. Either he couldn't find the laundromat, or he didn't see Shaxian snacks, and the entrance to the narrow alley seemed to disappear out of thin air, without a shadow at all.
He circled around there, almost cracking the floor tiles under his feet. Every time he returned to his senses, he would find himself back to the place where he got off the taxi at some point, as if he had encountered the legendary ghost hitting the wall. generally.
- This must be a good thing done by Beiquan!
Wei Fuyuan thought through gritted teeth.
—It was really hard work in order not to let him find it back!
Young Master Wei was very angry. After thinking about one hundred and eighty kinds of seeing Beiquan again, he must make the bastard such and such, such and such a restricted-level picture.
He thanked the kind security uncle, and once again walked in the direction of "Santuchuan" in his memory.
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"… Fool."
Beiquan held up his black umbrella and followed behind Wei Fuyuan, watching the idiot walking right in front of the spell he had arranged for the eighth time, ignoring the entrance to the alley on the left.
"Why don't you give up?"
It was already two in the morning.
Beiquan didn't know when Wei Fuyuan came, and how long he had been looking for it, but he had been following him for two hours, and it seemed that the fool had to go on.
"… "
Beiquan turned the black umbrella above his head, feeling suffocated in his heart, vaguely feeling an unspeakable irritability.
He switched the umbrella to his left hand, flipped his wrist, and turned into a Vientiane Pen, then quickly drew a spell, and then put a little on the blood, and pushed it forward.
The spell flew out, centering on Wei Fuyuan's defenseless back.
Wei Fuyuan stopped and turned around.
He was less than ten meters away from Beiquan.
Although the Hutong Chuanzi street lights in the old city are not very bright, but the two are very close at this time, as long as they are not short-sighted, it is impossible to see each other.
Wei Fuyuan's naked vision is 5.0.
It's a pity that eyesight is useless. Under the magic power of the black umbrella, he couldn't see Beiquan.
Wei Fuyuan looked around, his eyes flicked over Beiquan, but he never stopped.
"… Strange."
He muttered to himself:
"Is it my illusion?"
Wei Fuyuan felt that someone tapped him on the back just now, which reminded him of Beiquan who always liked to do surprise attacks in the past.
But when he looked back, the alley behind him was long and narrow, empty, not to mention people, not even cats and dogs.
After Wei Fuyuan muttered in a low voice, he turned his head and continued to walk forward.
But this time, although he still couldn't find the entrance to the alley leading to "Santu River", he finally stopped going around in circles.
About fifteen minutes later, Wei Fuyuan found that he had unknowingly passed through an entire hutong area and entered the Jiexin Park Bath Salt Reading Plus.
The so-called Street Park is actually just a green space next to the bus station, only about a hundred square meters, surrounded by a circle of green trees and a low hedge.
Usually this is the place of the square dance aunts, but at this time it was dark and there were very few vehicles passing by. The noisy square in the daytime is now so quiet that you can hear the sound of the south wind blowing on the treetops.
Wei Fuyuan sat down on a bench.
After walking for so long, he was actually a little tired.
"North Spring..."
He looked up at the sky and said to himself:
"You... cruel bastard..."
Then he felt as if someone had tapped the back of his head lightly.
Before he had time to turn his head, Wei Fuyuan's eyes darkened, "poof" lying on the chair, and fell straight into a coma-like slumber.