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Qiu Zhengxia helped Han Bei up, spit out some saliva and wiped the bloodstains on his face from the branches, and loudly retorted to Liu Lan: "Damn you! I saw it too. I didn't see it when I was chasing, but Rabebe's Suddenly, I saw a figure falling, but I didn't recognize who it was."

"Ah? Really?" Liu Lan was very confident in his eyes, but when he refuted it, he couldn't be sure. He scratched the back of his head: "Uncle, did you see it?"

"The distance is too far and the sky is too dark. Although there is moonlight, there are shadows of trees on the mountain road. I didn't see anyone except Young Master Han." Wei Jingou threw a stone down the cliff and said in a muffled voice: "If it's really Ah Mao, he's probably dead if he jumped from here."

"A living person is such a big object, and it's not a spider, a toad, or a moth. How come so many people haven't seen it?" Liu Zhen implied that Han Bei was suffering from hysteria.

Zhou Wangyan carefully analyzed: "The wind was strong just now, and the shadow of the tree where Young Master Han was standing was shaking. We may not have seen Ah Mao because of some kind of visual blind spot caused by the moonlight; later he ran, and we only stared at Young Master Han to chase after him. Didn't notice people farther away."

"That's right," Peng Kun agreed, "The Ganyao merchants are ahead of us. If Ah Mao escapes, he must flee back. It is very likely that he will appear here at this time."

Liu Lan asked: "Since he escaped, shouldn't he ask someone for help? Then why did he run when he saw us?"

Han Bei had a splitting headache and pressed his temples, "He asked me for help, but he ran away when he saw you."

Qiu Zhengxia despises Liu Lan: "Who made you look so fierce and run to the front, people will be scared when they see you! I would rather jump off a cliff! Look, have you killed someone?"

Liu Lan rolled up his sleeves: "Want to fight?!! Who is yelling at me to chase your mistress?"

Wei Jingou stopped him, "Don't you have a fever? Stop it!"

Liu Lan touched his forehead, wondering whether it was the miraculous effect of the medicine given by Xiangdongtan, or sweating from running wildly, the low-grade fever subsided, but the throat still hurt a little.

"Amao managed to escape from the Ganyao merchant. He wanted to ask for help, but he recognized that we were also a group of tomb robbers. He was afraid that he would fall into the tiger's den as soon as he left the wolf's den, so..." Wei Jingou persuaded: " Master Han, don't be sad, this is an accident."

Unable to save Amao, Han Bei felt bad. Looking at the dark cliff, he said to himself apologetically, "He is more terrifying than the last time I saw him. His whole body is festered and his muscles are rotten..."

Xiang Jiuru interjected: "If the poison on his body has not been cured, based on the time calculation, his whole body should be festered and his muscles rotten by now."

Wei Jingou blamed, "Why are you here?"

"I'm worried that something will happen to Young Master Han, so I'll come over and have a look, as long as it's all right." Xiang Jiuru urged: "Go back quickly, there is only one child in Dongtan watching the two cars."

Several people expressed their regrets to Amao who had been brutally murdered, expressed some sympathy, and left the cliff one after another.Qiu Zhengxia held Han Bei tightly, "Let's go, I won't be too far away from you in the future."

Han Bei touched the bandage on the back of his head to make sure that the wound hadn't burst due to running wildly, so he was relieved. "He also has bandages all over his head. I saw it from a distance and thought it was you... Oh! Where have you been?"

"I came back from peeing and looked around our car."

"What happened to the car?"

"It's not a car, it's the road before and after the car." Qiu Zhengxia deliberately walked slowly, keeping a distance from the people in front, and whispered in his ear: "This road is almost deserted. Judging from the humidity of the mud, three, It rained four days ago, and the road conditions remained intact for the next few days, and our car left obvious rut ​​marks, but other than that, no other modern means of transportation were found.”

Han Bei was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized what he meant, and asked in surprise, "The Ganyao merchants are in front of us. There are so many of them, and they must be carrying a lot of equipment. Don't they drive?"

Qiu Zhengxia asserted: "It is impossible not to drive!"

"Then why are there no traces left?"

Qiu Zhengxia shook his head: "I don't understand either. There are some traces of bicycles and rickshaws, and two motorcycles passed by. Looking at the depth of the wheels, it can be inferred that there is no load."

Han Bei lit up the flashlight and observed the dirt road, "Do you think they will act in batches? The brigade passed this road long before we arrived in Baise, leaving two lamas waiting for us in Baise to guide us. detour."

"It's illogical. They still left such an important person as Amao just to play with us? No one is leading the way, and they don't know how to go this way!"

"Maybe Amao also drew a map for them. The map was half true and half false. They felt something was wrong halfway through the walk, and sent two lamas to catch him back."

"If I were Amao, I would draw a fake map and hide somewhere else after cheating money. Why are you still waiting for them to catch me?"

"Maybe he can't leave. For example, the sweet drug dealer poisoned him to draw a map and promised to come back and detoxify him."

"Then he wouldn't dare to give a fake map! Are you courting death?"

Neither of them could figure out what to do, and Han Bei felt his head ache even more: Damn Du Huhu, you have already met me in Baise, is everything over?

Passing by the side of the road where Amao had stayed, Han Beit stopped to take a second look. After seeing it, he felt thunderbolts and his eyes turned black!Where he stood, there was a messy circle of military boot prints, trampling down a piece of weeds, but where Amao sat and stood, not to mention shoe prints, not a single blade of grass fell down!

--impossible!Could it be that I remembered the wrong place?

Qiu Zhengxia followed his gaze to look over, understood, circled him from behind, and comforted him in a deep voice: "Let's go, don't think about anything."

There is nothing more terrifying than this!Han Bei broke away from him, and staggered to the side of the road. The small paper bowl was still on the ground, and he did not remember the wrong place!

Qiu Zhengxia walked over and kicked the bushes, "Where did you see Amao?"

"...More, a little later."

"here?"

"……Correct."

Qiu Zhengxia stomped violently, and stomped all the weeds.

This trick of self-deception doesn't work at all, Han Bei covered his face, and asked in a trembling voice: "Zhengxia, tell me, have you seen it..." He wanted to ask "that person", but he wasn't sure if what he saw was right. People, so asked: "Did you see that figure? To be honest, don't comfort me."

Qiu Zhengxia strode back, hugged him tightly, and nodded his forehead, "I'm sorry, Han Bei, I didn't see it. You seem to be possessed by an evil spirit. I'm afraid they will suspect that you have mental problems."

Han Bei smiled, strangely, he didn't become more nervous or frightened, this warm and dependable hug let his nerves on the verge of collapse relax and soften. Shangyan, "Do you think I have a mental problem?"

"I hope you've gone to hell."

"why?"

"I can't cure mental problems, but slaying demons and demons is the specialty of poor Taoists!" Qiu Zhengxia was not serious, and took out a stack of Taoist talismans to look through, "Let's see which talisman is for catching ghosts..."

"Get lost." Han Bei kissed him on the forehead through the bandage, without realizing that his tone was full of indulgence.

The off-road vehicle approached slowly, Wei Jingou opened the window and coughed dryly: "Master Han, can you make out at another time and place? We're on the road."

There are some small villages in Nalong hidden deep in the mountains, without roads or electricity, the transportation is very underdeveloped, and there is little contact with the outside world.After dawn, a handful of tiled roofs were exposed in the foggy mountains. Peng Kun woke up the others in the car, and turned on the walkie-talkie: "Golden Hook, we are here."

A few people simply distributed their weapons. The bright sunlight caressed the bushes, reflecting the lush and bright light, thinning the fog, and the car swayed and ran over the wet and narrow dirt road. The plants on the roadside kept scraping against the car door, disturbing the early morning tranquility.The windshield blows away the water vapor in front of the window, and a primitive and simple village gradually unfolds in front of our eyes.

The people in the village were curious about the uninvited visitor. A few children did not dare to get too close to the car and poked their heads around the wall. Peng Kun honked his horn to drive away the leisurely pecking chickens and ducks, and drove into the village.

When Qiu Zhengxia saw the chicken, his eyes glowed green: "Authentic local chicken and duck must taste good. Grab a few and eat them on the way."

Han Bei picked up Qiu Zhengxia's ear and reprimanded: "Are you a weasel? You're worried about being beaten to death with a stick."

"No way, they are strong in black and very hospitable!" Qiu Zhengxia slid down the car window and waved warmly to his Zhuang friends: "Hi everyone! We are the prospecting team sent by the Xining Mining Bureau!"

Everyone in the car asked in amazement, "Why Xining Mining Bureau?"

Qiu Zhengxia was even more surprised: "Isn't Xining the capital of Guangxi?"

The whole car was exhausted, Han Bei supported his forehead: "That's the capital of Qinghai Province, it's out of touch with these eight poles..."

Qiu Zhengxia remained calm: "It doesn't matter, anyway, they speak adverbials and don't understand Chinese."

Wei Jingou also found an open space to stop and got out of the car to meet them. Liu Zhen showed the forged prospecting certificate to an old man on the side of the road.

Qiu Zhengxia was worried: "We carried big and small bags into the mountains under their noses, and they will report to the villages and towns. We have to convince them that we are a prospecting team, so as to dispel their suspicions."

"Then why are you driving into the stockade? Take off your pants and fart! We will drive directly into the mountains, and just find a place to stop when there is no way." Liu Lan was dissatisfied.

Qiu Zhengxia pointed in the middle: "Do you have a brain? The car stops everywhere and is seen by mountain patrollers. We report it first, and then we don't care about our poaching, tomb robbery or missing travel friends."

Liu Zhen: "Stop arguing, let's find someone separately and see if anyone can speak Chinese."

Wei Jingou looked at Qiu Zhengxia: "Daoist Qiu, I remember you said that you can speak various dialects, including Zhuang language!"

Liu Lan and Xiang Dongtan were young and ignorant, and immediately looked at Qiu Zhengxia with admiration!

Qiu Zhengxia clasped his hands, shook his legs, squinted his eyes, and hummed contemptuously: "Of course I will! Get out of the way! Let the professionals do it!"

Han Bei was expressionless: "Oh? Tell me something quickly."

Qiu Zhengxia said to the old man: "Where is the Wata Journey to the West! Oh Daiyo Smitamas!"

The old man responded with an extremely blank look.

Qiu Zhengxia shrugged, serious: "Zhuang language has many branches, the one I know is the most advanced one, they don't understand it."

Han Bei strangled Qiu Zhengxia by the back of the neck and dragged him to his side, patted Wei Jingou's shoulder with a smile on his face, "Go ahead, just leave it to me to strangle him to death."