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"Go." Zhang Ge said succinctly.

"Alright then, please come with me." Brother Hai nodded and took the lead to move forward.

Brother Hai took them all the way through those ancient and silent wooden houses.

"Now only I, a person in the prime of life, is willing to stay here and take care of this ancient village." Hai Ge said

"Why? It's a nice place," said Sheriff Gran, who was interested in all things pristine, and Zhang Ge was interested because he and Qin Ruolan had been here.

In the past two years, the young people in the village have not been willing to stay here, and they all like to go to the outside world, as far as Beijing and Shanghai, and as close as the center of the border city, and only some old people and children are left here. The village is in decline, and I stayed here because I really liked it. Hai Ge said.

Soon we reached the edge of the ancient village, which was bordered by endless mountains.

It took another half an hour to climb over these small but overgrown mountains, and then walk five miles, Brother Hai pointed to a large dark and barren area in front of him.

"It's a swamp," Zhang Ge said, looking at it, the smell of hydrogen sulfide wafting through the air. Under the reflection of the afternoon sun, the black viscous mud bubbles, and the surrounding silence is like a flood of wilderness. The land in front of you really has an eerie and eerie atmosphere.

According to Zheng Wenlong's documents, this underground is the former site of Qingcheng Ancient Village, which is consistent with Haige's statement. The map continues with a road map that leads to a cave under the ancient village, which is marked with red vermilion lacquer to indicate that this is an important site, and the document is accompanied by a survey of the topography of the place and the direction of the underground passage.

The hand-drawn atlas on parchment paper looks like a treasure map of martial arts novels, which is very textured.

"This biogas can cause spontaneous combustion." Sheriff Glenn said he picked up a stone from the ground, similar in texture to the one in the safe.

"This is indeed a place for alchemy, there is fuel, there are stones, but it doesn't seem to be easy to escape," Zhang Ge said to himself.

He looked around, and all he needed was a little fire, and it would become a sea of fire, surrounded by mountains, and the poisonous gas would be pressed inward, and the land where he was now standing would become a crematorium.

There is also the invisible undercurrent that collapses at any time, and the treasure will disappear in this inexplicable space before it is found.

This barren land is more like a battlefield of killing, and this bubbling swamp can become a burial ground for all living things at any time.

Just as he was thinking about it, a watch on Zhang Ge's wrist suddenly flashed red. Zhang Ge's heart sank, this is an alarm from Di Qingfeng's private hospital, what happened?

The signal here is not good, intermittent, and I don't know when this alarm signal was transmitted here.

"I must go back," he said to the sheriff in a hurry.

He and Sheriff Glenn had an unusual working understanding, and when he said this, the sheriff didn't ask much, and the two of them ran off the road they had come from.

Halfway through, the signal became clear, and the mobile phone rang suddenly, and Dr. Fan Zeng's angry voice came from the phone: "My test specimen is missing"

"Ouyang Tianming is gone?" Zhang Ge was taken aback, this person was a dangerous person, and more importantly, he was related to Qin Ruolan's life and death.

As soon as he entered the private hospital, Zhang Ge did not find anything abnormal, the plum blossoms fell all over the garden, and it was still a winter scenery sprinkled on weekdays, but he saw Di Qingfeng standing under a plum blossom, his face was as pale as white plum petals.

Zhang Ge approached and saw that she was holding a plain white paper in her hand, on which were written eight small characters in ink: "The green frost is dyed, and the person is white." "The line is handsome, and the stele is in the post, which is both simple and quite kingly.

"This is what he wrote, and he is gone." Di Qingfeng said that this "he" should refer to Li Heng instead of Ouyang Tianming, her expression looked a little sad, thinking about it, in her consciousness, she had already acquiesced to the information that Li Heng was still in the world.

Zhang Ge didn't have time to say anything to her, strode into the treatment room where Ouyang Tianming was, and when he entered, he saw that the two stainless steel belts that were originally used to fix Ouyang Tianming's wheelchair had melted, and the wheelchair was nowhere to be found.

Dr. Fan Zeng stood aside a little dazed, lamenting the disappearance of the "test subject", just a little bit of data, such a successful case can be recorded in the history of human medicine, and it is more likely to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine, and even the name of the paper has been decided. It's called "On Pontine Differentiation and Personality Revival", but the living body has disappeared unbelievably.

"I left two hours ago, and someone helped him escape," Zhang Ge said after taking a closer look at the scene, because he had been here this morning to take a look.

He didn't hurt anyone here, and left a note for Di Qingfeng, which showed that Di Qingfeng had awakened his fragmented memories about Li Heng.

He probably didn't want to stay here and face Di Qingfeng with such an ugly and mutilated body.

He fled without a trace, who would help him escape?

Zhang Ge suddenly remembered the silver figure, yes, only that light and shadow, the light and shadow that took away Qin Ruolan, only she could help Ouyang Tianming leave without leaving a trace.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge's heart became excited, this light and shadow was taken away by Qin Ruolan, if she was controlled, she would be able to bring Qin Ruolan back.

Zhang Ge was excited by his own idea.

"Quick, fast video surveillance."

But the rest of the video surveillance is intact, but at this point there is only a murmur of snowflakes, and it is clear that someone is interfering with the normal operation of the video.

If Ouyang Tianming's brain frequency radio waves interfered with the information entry of this part of the video, then it is said that Ouyang Tianming's brain frequency radio waves have returned to normal.

Zhang Ge's heart suddenly tightened again.

This Ouyang Tianming, who has a dual personality, when the evil personality prevails, he is not the kind Li Heng.

Li Heng will not hurt people, but Ouyang Tianming is ruthless.

Therefore, it is necessary to know his whereabouts, and more importantly, to find Qin Ruolan through him.

"His brain waves are not too strong," Dr. Fan Zeng seemed to see Zhang Ge's thoughts.

"I've examined his brain carefully, and his brain waves are so depleted that bullets have hit important parts of his pons, and many of his neurons are already very fragile and will break off on their own at the slightest big movement." Dr. Fan Zeng fiddled with the brain frequency scanner and pointed to the brain profile displayed on the screen.

"Even if he still has brain waves, he has reached the point where he has run out of oil, he doesn't have much energy, and his time for support is limited. He didn't hurt the people here, except that he recovered some of his memories, but also because he didn't dare to use these brain waves easily, believing that he could only rely on these weak brain waves to support his life now. Dr. Fan Zeng added.

"He can only rely on this weak brain frequency radio wave to support his life now." Dr. Fan Zeng's words made Zhang Ge frightened, and he instinctively felt that Ouyang Tianming couldn't die now, because he was the only one who knew Qin Ruolan's whereabouts.

He can't die!

But the heavens and the earth are big, where will he go?

"I don't think he's going to go far," Dr. Fan Zeng said. (To be continued.) )