Death Spell

Chapter 48

The two quickly walked a few steps to keep up with the large army, and Le Wenyao was still curious: "What did you do? I just wanted to find you when I saw that you were not there."

Tang Song raised the bag in his hand: "I just saw some beautiful flower strings and bought some."

Le Wenyao didn't expect that the forensic sister would have such a hobby, so she turned around and continued on her way without asking any further questions.

A group of people came to the street that Fang Yun mentioned, found a restaurant with not many people, ordered a few special dishes at random, and ate them.

The proprietress looked quite enthusiastic, Wang Tu usually liked to communicate with people, and every time the proprietress changed the tea, she chatted casually.

"Miss Boss, these mushrooms are not bad, did you grow them yourself?" Wang Tu picked up a chopstick and put it in a bowl.

The proprietress heard what Wang Tu said, showing a genuine look in her eyes, and said with a smile, "My husband picked this by himself at the foot of the back mountain."

When everyone heard this sentence, they were slightly taken aback, but on the surface, the proprietress didn't notice it.

"That mountain is so high, is your husband an expert rock climber?" Wang Tu joked, chewing on rice at the corner of his mouth.

It's rare to meet real tourists, especially the three beauties in front of you. The proprietress not only looks comfortable, but also feels comfortable in her heart.He didn't intend to hide it, and even deliberately lowered his voice.

"Of course we can't climb it with bare hands. There are iron ladders. But the building is relatively hidden. After all, the superiors won't let us go down, saying it's dangerous." The proprietress waved her hands boredly: "It's all bluffing."

"How do you say it?" Anya put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the proprietress with a light smile, showing a very interested look.

"My husband goes there for three days every week. He goes in the morning and returns in the afternoon. He hasn't encountered anything for two or three years. It's not a lie, what is it?" At this time, someone at the next table called the proprietress, and the topic was diverted.

The eight people left with the proprietress, and they were all quiet.

Le Wenyao raised her eyebrows and looked at Anya: "Witch, are we going?"

Anya said calmly: "Find the iron ladder she mentioned before making a decision."

Fang Yun glanced out the window and it was still raining. He couldn't bear Le Wenyao's exposure to the rain, so he said: "Miss, let's go find it first, you wait for news here, and it won't be too late to make a decision after we find it."

Le Wenyao pondered for a while, then nodded: "Be careful on the road."

Wang Tu glanced at Anya, and said with a smile, "Old...teacher...cough...shall I go and have a look too?"

Anya sipped her tea, her expression was very calm, she nodded in agreement.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three people left at the table.

Le Wenyao wore a peaked cap and the hood behind the jacket, covered her white hair tightly, and said with a smile: "Teacher? Is the witch his teacher? Can't tell, you are still a teacher, teaching fortune-telling? Are you going to do it?" Witch Academy?"

Anya: "..."

Tang Song took a sip of tea, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and explained: "I remember he called Anya the... old ancestor."

"Old ancestor!?" Le Wenyao almost spit out a sip of tea, carefully sizing up this short-haired, handsome woman, and said: "I can't tell, you are not young. Grandpa once praised you to me , I have always been curious, how old are you?"

Tang Song also wanted to ask this question, and followed Le Wenyao's gaze to Anya.

I didn't expect these two women to get together and make fun of her in such a tacit understanding, so that there is one less person, otherwise it is really hard to deal with.

"Didn't you read my ID card?" Anya raised her eyebrows and said calmly.

"This can't be counted." Le Wenyao waved his hand.

Anya frowned: "Oh?"

"Grandpa's character is old-fashioned, he rarely values ​​anyone, let alone appreciates anyone. But it's different for you. I used to be jealous of you... But because of some things, I think you are really amazing. But how can you know everything at such a young age?" Le Wenyao held her chin with an indignant expression on her face.

Tang Song lowered his brows and smiled at the corners of his mouth. It turned out that this was what Le Wenyao cared about.

In her opinion, the two people in front of her are rare talents, and they are both outstanding in their own fields.

"You can't say that." Anya looked calm, and said calmly: "Wen Yao, don't you know more? If you have to have an answer, it's just talent."

Being praised by the sorceress, Le Wenyao completely ignored her original intention and hummed, "Really?"

"Naturally." Anya said with a smile.

Afterwards, the two chatted again and again, and Tang Song, who was silent for a long time, said, "Is there no problem with age?" Then he suddenly changed the topic back.

Anya: "..."

If Fang Yun's call hadn't come in a timely manner, this topic might not have gotten off the ground.

Le Wenyao who received the call smiled and said, "Okay, wait for us to go there."

After hanging up the phone, he immediately beckoned to the proprietress to check out, and then the three of them turned and left with their things.

Leaving the hotel, it was still drizzling outside, and one person was holding an umbrella.After I was full, I felt that even if it was raining, it was no big deal, especially since there were clues, I felt much better.

After walking for about ten minutes, the three of them saw Fang Yun and others through mobile phone positioning.I don’t think it’s possible to look at it during the day, but now at night, there’s darkness in front of my eyes, and the distance between the mountains is like a narrow and long bottomless pit.

Add a little imagination, like a wide grinning mouth, waiting for the food to arrive.

"Ayun, where's Aye?" Le Wenyao asked seeing that there was one person missing.

Fang Yun was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect Le Wenyao, who had always kept a distance from others, to call them brothers like that, and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

It turns out that those rumors about Le Wenyao's arrogance and indifference are all lies.

"Fang Ye is the one with the strongest climbing ability among us, so go down and find out first. If everything goes well, he will notify us." Fang Yun explained.

"Are we going today?" Wang Tu asked a little puzzled, "Then why do we need to book a hotel?"

"Didn't you listen to what the proprietress said?" Anya raised her eyebrows and asked.

Wang Tu shook his head.

"She said that her husband went in the morning and came back in the afternoon, and he was fine." Tang Song reminded.

Wang Tu still didn't understand: "Isn't that better?"

"Stupid, that is to say, things only appear at night, how do you know what appears if you don't look at it?" Le Wenyao pouted.

Wang Tu: "..."

Anya shook her head helplessly. Wang Tu's character was too naive and straightforward. The blood in his blood can be said to be the purest of the purest. A drop of blood can drive away evil spirits.But God is fair, once you have a certain talent, it will deprive you of another.

After a while, the iron ladder made a movement, and when I looked down, I saw a few light spots flickering in a black valley.

After Fang Long saw it, he smiled and said, "Fourth brother, let us rest assured." He raised his hand and looked at the time, "It's about 10 minutes, everyone, be careful." As he spoke, Fang Long picked up his luggage and carried it behind his back.

He was the strongest and most powerful among the four, and he carried all the big and small bags by himself.After he went down first, Fang Xing was second.

Wang Tu just wanted to go down but was stopped by Fang Yun: "After the two of them go down, let the eldest miss, Miss An and Miss Tang go first."

Anya went on to say: "Although this chain is strong, I'm afraid it can't hold so many of us climbing at the same time. Be patient."

When Wang Tu heard this, he nodded in a sudden realization.

Time ticked by, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, there was another movement below.

"Miss, you go first. Be sure to pay attention to safety. The iron chain is a little slippery and you must hold it. Don't worry." Fang Yun asked worriedly.

"Yeah, got it." Le Wenyao took out a pair of gloves, leaned over and slowly climbed up the iron chain.

Anya raised her eyebrows and looked at Tang Song, put on the hood of the charge suit, walked over and said in a low voice, "Don't look down, just go down slowly, I'm under you, don't be afraid."

Tang Song was stunned, she really wanted to say that she was not afraid, but the woman had already grasped the iron chain when she said the words.

When his hand touched the rain-soaked iron ladder, Tang and Song shuddered, it was so cold.

She admitted that she was a little afraid of heights, especially when her feet were still staggering against the iron ladder hanging on the cliff. Tang Song could only adjust her breathing and climb down slowly and little by little.

It may be because of the rain. From time to time, there are stones slipping from the cliff, and there are often dirt chips falling from the footing, which becomes harder as you go to the back. Although you can't see the surroundings clearly, you can feel that there are some unknown weeds growing around.

Trapped in the darkness, Tang Song's heart became more and more uncertain. He didn't know how deep it was below. When he looked up, it was pitch black there.

A ray of fragrance drifted by, and Tang Song suddenly felt a snow-white flower suddenly bloomed in the middle of the pitch blackness beside it, as if standing proudly against the wind and rain, the flower was first budding, and then stretched out like a human hand, which was a bit weird .

Tang Song stared closely at the snow-white flower, a little lost in thought.

But I thought in my heart that I should climb down cautiously, subconsciously looked away, and looked down... There seemed to be countless white flowers blooming in the darkness.

It seems that a hand is stretched out from the stamen, and if you look carefully-it is a white skeleton.

How is this going?

Tang Song broke into cold sweat just looking at it, and his breath was a little short for a moment, but when he retracted his eyes, he was attracted by the white flowers beside him.

And what stretched out from there was not a skeleton's hand, but...a face!

It's my own face!

Tang Song was frightened and held the iron ladder tightly, closing his eyes tightly.

In this dark night rain, Tang Song's limbs trembled violently, but he held on tightly.Suddenly, a more piercing cold enveloped him in an instant, startling Tang Song, and holding the iron ladder with a little more strength.

"What's the matter?" Suddenly a soft and fresh breath lingered in his ears, which made Tang Song feel relieved in an instant, only to find that a cold hand tightly hugged her waist from behind, and the other hand covered her. The temperature on the back of his hand was like that iron ladder.

This pleasant voice seemed to blow like a spring breeze, warming the Tang and Song Dynasties.Just standing there and being embraced by Anya, but it felt wrong, how could she embrace herself from behind?

Just thinking about it makes my heart skip a beat.

Turning around subconsciously, it was indeed Anya that caught my eye...

"It's already landed, how long are you going to hold on to this iron chain?" The fresh breath still clung to Tang Song's ears, and he continued like a dream: "What happened?"

Tang Song was taken aback, landed?

It feels like both feet are actually on the ground.

The surroundings also seemed to be a little brighter. Looking up, it was Le Wenyao who turned on the light.

Tang Song turned his head involuntarily, and stared closely at Anya behind her. The unpredictability of the deep pool in her eyes and the cold arc of her lips fell into Tang Song's eyes one by one, as if a hand was tightly grasping her. her internal organs.

But when I think of the face emerging from the white stamen...

He raised his hand and held An Ya's arm tightly.

Anya: "..."