Chapter 182: No Trace

Leng Ruoli finally lost her strength and fell to the ground, a master walked up to her and slapped her the chest, Leng Ruoli vomited blood directly and fell to the ground, her muscles and veins were broken. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha, haha, I'm going to kill you, kill you. Ming Jin picked up a knife from the ground and walked in front of Leng Ruoli with a smile arrogantly.

When the knife fell, Xiao Moli arrived just in time. Mingjin stopped. ”

Xiao Moli flew over, kicked the knife in Ming Jin's hand, and then carefully hugged Leng Ruoli into his arms.

The picture ended here, but no one shouted to stop, so Xiao Moli hugged Leng Ruoli into his arms. "Li'er, Li'er, you hold on, I'll take you to see the doctor, I'll take you to the doctor," holding Leng Ruoli's steps, he threw out a roll of bright yellow holy decrees from his arms and smashed them at the feet of Ming Jin. Then he left without looking back.

With Xiao Moli and Leng Ruoli no longer in the camera, the director suddenly realized and shouted "Click..."

Then he got up and walked directly to Ye Qiqi.

"Qiqi, are you okay, do you want someone to show you if you are injured. Everyone was worried about Ye Qiqi, even Zhou Yang, who was holding her just now, saw Ye Qiqi's appearance just now, and her heartbeat stopped for a few seconds, because the realism of the picture was too strong.

"Poof, haha, I'm okay with that, really, you see, I'm not good. Ye Qiqi said that he was wearing a bloody body, and he was still in a circle.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, go back with me to change clothes, you look scary. Su Gege was bored in the dressing room, so she came to the set, and watching Ye Qiqi filming, she almost cried.

"yes, yes, go back and change your clothes, you look so scary. After Ye Qiqi left, the people on the set began to pack up today's props.

Ye Jianguo, who was standing in the corner, had already burst into tears, his daughter should have been a princess in the palm of her hand, but she was working hard for her life, acting was so dangerous, what if something happened, what should I do?

Manjushri was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot. The computer in his computer room can find any clues, but he can't find Qin Feng's traces, he didn't take a plane, he didn't take a train, he didn't even stay in a hotel, he seemed to disappear out of thin air, making people look nowhere to be found.

The panic in his heart overwhelmed the hatred for Qin Feng in his heart, and the whole person was gloomy and terrifying.

Qin Feng left Decheng the next day and returned to the hotel in Yanxia Mountain, the room where Wenshu lived had already been cleaned, Qin Feng seemed to be panicked, sitting in the bathroom, looking at the empty bath, a smile of infatuation appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking about the absurdity of that afternoon.

took off his shoes and climbed into the bed where Manjushri had slept in, trying to find something with the smell of Manjushri, but the room was full of the smell of disinfectant water, the quilt on the bed, everything was new, he hadn't slept well for two days, imagining that there was still Manjushri's body temperature on the bed, Qin Feng finally fell asleep deeply.

In the dream, he saw Manjushri, looking at Manjushri's indifferent gaze, his heart was distressed, and the anxious appearance of his family in the dream made his heart hurt even more.

When I woke up again, my head was full of sweat, and the mobile phone in my pocket hadn't been turned on for a long time, and after I turned it on, there were family calls, friends' calls, and most of them were Manjushri's calls, and he must have been angry to call me so often.

opened the SMS box and sent a group text message: I'm fine, I just want to relax, don't worry about me.

The message showed that it had been sent, he directly deducted the mobile phone card, threw the mobile phone into the trash bin in the room, went downstairs and left the room.

He has nowhere to go, he can't use his ID card, he can't go abroad, he can't take a car, he can't take a train, and he can't use his ID card to live in a hotel, because he knows Manjushri's means, so he walks aimlessly, behind the mountain of Yanxia Mountain, there is an artificial fairy lake, and there are many small villages living next to the lake.

Qin Feng walked on the path paved with stones in the village, there were very few residents in the village, most of the young people had gone out to work, and those who stayed behind were some lonely old people and children.

"Oh, Pippi, you run slowly, grandma can't catch up, Pippi..." Not far away, the laughter of an old man and a child came into his ears, and he looked at the sound, on the high steep slope, a child of about three or four years old, running fast, followed by a grandmother in her sixties, on crutches, bending her back, staggering, trying to catch up with the little boy in front.

"Grandma, come and chase me, come and chase me. The little boy ran faster and faster, and almost fell several times, and the old woman who followed him was almost frightened.

"Pippi, hey ancestor, slow down..."

Qin Feng looked at the grandfather and grandson with a gentle smile, and slowly walked to the little boy's side.

"Little one, you can't run so fast, or grandma won't be able to keep up with you. ”

"Huh, who are you, why are you here?" the little boy was not afraid of life, and looked at him with big eyes and curiosity.

"I, I can't find a house, will the little one take me in? I can play with you, how about asking you to write?"

"What you said is true? great, great, Pippi can learn to write, grandma come on, this uncle said he can teach me how to write." Seeing Pippi running happily towards his grandmother, Qin Feng also followed behind.

The old grandmother protected her grandson behind her and looked at Qin Feng with a wary expression. "Who are you? ”

It turns out that this place is called Luoxiazhuang, which is a very good name.

"Grandma rest assured, I'm not a bad person, I'm a painter, I'm here to travel, no, I came here unintentionally. ”

"You're a painter, what about your tools?" the old woman was clearly not convinced.

"My tools are in the hotel down the hill, but just when I was going out, I met a thief and stole my things and keys. "Qin Feng can only make things up. Hopefully, the old grandmother will believe his excuses.

"Oh, grandma, you see I can learn to write from my uncle, how good, grandma, let's take my uncle home." Unable to resist her grandson's desire to learn to write, the grandmother had to take Qin Feng home.

"This gentleman, my family is very poor, and I have nothing to entertain you, so please don't be surprised. ”

"Where, I would like to thank my grandmother for giving me a place to stay. ”

Yecheng Manjushri and his party all received Qin Feng's text message, and after reading the text message, Wenshu directly dropped the mobile phone.

"Qin Feng, you can do it, you really can't do it, I don't believe I can't find you, didn't you say you like me, didn't you say you love me? I'll just wait for you to come back to me by yourself. ”