Among the four counties directly under the jurisdiction of Jinling City, the scenery of Jiangning County is just right. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiangning County is known as the reputation of six mountains and one water, the scenery of Tangshan is the best among the six mountains, there are many hot springs in Tangshan, many rich and noble families, and even the dignitaries and nobles of Jinling City have hot spring Zhuangzi in Tangshan.

In previous years, when Song Yanzhao came to Jiangning, he always had to go to Tangshan's hot spring Zhuangzi to soak in the hot springs for a few days, but this time he came to Jiangning, he did not go to Tangshan.

He was wandering around the foothills of an unknown mountain in Jiangning County.

"Third master, what kind of place is this?Are you sure there will be people in such a remote place?" Song Liang looked up at the sky, "It's almost dark this day, why don't we go back first and come back tomorrow." ”

Song Yanzhao raised his head and looked, the sun had already set, and only a few rays of afterglow shimmered on the side of the mountain.

"Let's go further on, if there is no village ahead, let's stay in the mountains tonight, and look for it again tomorrow morning. Song Yanzhao commanded, and then walked forward.

Staying in the mountains? Song Liang's surprised mouth could stuff an egg into it.

Hmm, is this still the third master of his family? The third master of his family has been pampered since he was a child, how can he endure the hardship of staying in the mountains and wilderness all night.

Song Liang stepped forward in a panic to persuade Song Yanzhao, "Third master, don't do it, how dangerous it is to stay in the mountains and wilderness this night, if you encounter any danger, the princess must not pick my skin when I go back." ”

Song Yanzhao turned a deaf ear, strode forward with his hands in his hands, and cast a long figure on the ground with his long figure.

He remembered the mocking eyes of Deputy Commander Chen before leaving Jinling, "It's been almost two years since the Zhang family's case, and all traces have disappeared, so the commander should not hit the wall, right?"

Song Yanzhao was aroused by his disdain, and secretly vowed not to return to Jinling until he found a clue.

When he really arrived in Jiangning, he knew what Deputy Commander Chen meant by saying that the traces were gone.

The Zhang family's house has been abandoned and collapsed, Song Yanzhao has seen it, it is overgrown with weeds, there is no trace of the old days, and the servants of the Zhang family are scattered everywhere, and there is no trace to be found.

Song Yanzhao was quite disappointed, so he could only stay nostalgic every day near the old house of the Zhang family, and quietly inquire to see if anyone knew about the Zhang family in the past.

It took a lot of effort to find out that the firewood used by the Zhang family was sent by a distant relative, and the person sent firewood to the Zhang family every day because some neighbors had a little impression.

That distant relative of the Zhang family lives in the surrounding mountain villages.

Song Yan Zhaoxing hurriedly took Song Liang to look for him, but unfortunately they searched for most of the day in the nearby mountains, but they didn't see a single figure.

Most of the villages in this vicinity are deserted and deserted.

After passing through a forest and turning a path, I finally saw a small village.

Song Liang's eyes lit up, "Finally there is a village, it seems that there is no need to sleep in the wilderness tonight." ”

Song Yanzhao stopped, stared at the village for a moment, and Nunu mouthed, "You were happy too early, didn't you see that there was not even a trace of cooking smoke in the village?"

At this hour, it was the time when dinner was prepared, and there was no cooking smoke, and it seemed that it was an empty village.

The light in Song Liang's eyes suddenly extinguished, and he sat down on the ground tiredly, "It's been three or four villages here, why haven't you even seen a single figure?

Song Yanzhao leaned against a tree, his hands around his chest, staring at the village in front of him in contemplation.

It was a strange thing that they had traveled through four villages and not met a single person.

Seeing that the houses in the village are not very deserted, it must have been gradually uninhabited in the past two years, right?

Where have all the people in the village gone?

The sky gradually darkened, and Song Yanzhao's master and servant had to enter the village, find a cleaner house, and prepare to spend the night.

"Third master, you rest, I'll go out and find something to eat. Barely tidying up a place where people could lie down, Song Liang was about to go out to find something to eat, but their master and servant hadn't eaten all afternoon, and they were hungry at this time.

Song Yanzhao's mind was full of this barren village, Song Liang went out to find food, he was not idle, he walked around the village carefully, and there was nothing in the village except for barren courtyards and crazy wild grass.

After turning around and gaining nothing, Song Yanzhao returned to the courtyard where he lived temporarily with some discouragement.

This courtyard is a relatively complete courtyard in the village, unlike other houses that are built of thatch or adobe, which have been uninhabited for a long time and have long collapsed and dilapidated, the houses in this courtyard are built of green bricks, and it can be seen that his previous owner should be a rich and noble family in the village.

When Song Yanzhao went back, Song Liang was washing fruits, but fortunately, there was still a well in the yard, and there was still water in the well.

"Third master, I only found some fruit, let's eat some. Seeing that Song Yanzhao was back, Song Liang hurriedly beckoned him to eat the fruit.

Song Yanzhao absentmindedly ate a few fruits and lost his appetite.

His mind has always been on Zhang Xianling's case, obviously the person who delivered the firewood he got was in the nearby village, but now the nearby villages have become empty villages, and there is no one left, which means that all his clues are broken.

Song Yanzhao received an errand for the first time since he was a child, and he wanted to do one thing well, but he found that it was not as smooth as he imagined, and the broken clue not only did not make Song Yanzhao feel frustrated, but made him feel a faint sense of excitement from his bones, the more confusing, if he wanted to lift the veil, the feeling of seeing the truth clearly made his blood boil.

Song Yanzhao silently combed through all the clues in his heart, and with a "plop", Song Liang, who was making a fire, fell in front of the fire, his hand covering his abdomen, and his face turned blue.

"Song Liang, what's wrong with you?" Song Yanzhao was startled and hurriedly pulled him, but suddenly found that his abdomen also began to hurt.

Song Liang's face was blue, and his body began to twitch, "Third master, my stomach hurts so much." After that, he rolled his eyes, and he had fainted.

Song Yanzhao was shocked, and when he was about to go over to see Song Liang, the pain in his abdomen like grinding meat made him unable to stand up at all.

What's the matter? Okay, how could this suddenly happen? They didn't eat anything else but the fruit? Song Yanzhao's hand holding his stomach suddenly tightened, yes, the fruit!

He was absent-minded just now and didn't distinguish carefully, could it be that there was something wrong with Song Liangcai's fruit?

Song Yanzhao's back was cold, and he gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but the pain in his abdomen made him unable to lift his strength, so he had to sit on the ground again.

Night gradually enveloped the village, and the shadows of the trees were swaying, and everything was silent.

Song Yanzhao's consciousness became more and more blurred, and he began to despair.

Such a desolate village, located in the deep mountains, deserted, could it be that he and Song Liang are going to explain here?

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the voice of someone talking outside the courtyard.

"Lady, it's getting dark, why don't you find a place to rest here for the night. ”

Song Yanzhao's eyes lit up, someone came.

He pushed down the stool next to him with all his might, making a clattering sound in the dark night.

"Ah, there's someone here. There was a crisp scream from outside the courtyard.