Chapter 158: Huang Xiaxia's Natural Enemies (1)

The road from J city to the provincial capital has to go all the way to the west, and the road can only be used on the highway after a long stretch of devotion, and the car is extremely bumpy when walking on the uneven dirt road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After Zou Yu returned to the hotel last night, he took Jian Seventeen to the supermarket to buy a bunch of snacks, planning to pass the time on the way back.

When the car was driving on a steep slope from top to direction, Zou Yuzheng opened the bottle of the drink and took a sip, wanting Fan Yingying to help her take out another bag of snacks, but the car braked suddenly.

"Oops! Han Si is sincere! How did you drive the car? My clothes! Zou Yu shouted at the top of his voice.

Fan Yingying hurriedly helped take out a tissue and help her wipe off the sticky drink on her body.

"There's an accident up front! I'll go down and take a look. After Han Sicheng finished speaking, he opened the car door and went down.

"Hey! Wait for me, I'll go too. Jian Seventeen followed and got out of the car.

Zou Yu wiped his hands with a tissue, feeling still very sticky, and took out the wet wipes and wiped them carefully.

Fan Yingying sat in the car, looked out through the window, and saw a lot of people around a hundred miles ahead, and vaguely sounded a little noisy, but I couldn't really hear the specifics.

This road is the only access to the highway, and if there is an incident in front, there will be a traffic jam behind, and after a while, a long convoy has been discharged.

Zou Yu cleaned himself up, and then stretched out his head to join in the fun: "What's the matter?" Was there a car accident ahead? ā€

Fan Yingying couldn't see either, there were many cars blocked in front of her, and she couldn't see anything through the people.

"Hey, where's Huang Xiaxia?" Zou Yu opened the window and looked out, retracting his head.

Fan Yingying sealed the bag containing the food: "I've been following Seventeen." ā€

Zou Yu pursed his lips: "This gadget is quite discerning, and he picks the handsome one to follow." ā€

While talking, Han Sicheng and the others came back, got into the car, and brought in a cool air.

"What's going on? Did you crash? Zou Yu grabbed the front seat of the car and asked vigorously.

Han Sicheng closed the car door, and then turned around: "It was a car accident, a passenger car and a car collided together." ā€

"Is it serious?" Fan Yingying also asked, but she didn't expect that the accident was a bus, it seems that the scale of the accident is quite large, and I don't know how long it will take to clear this long road.

"It's serious, someone has already helped call the police." After Han Sicheng answered, he added: "The car was hit by a passenger car and went sideways for a distance, and there were no casualties." ā€

When Fan Yingying heard him say this, her heart immediately hung up, and sure enough, she heard him continue: "But the bus is very serious, and the driver and a female passenger sitting in the front seat have been covered with a white cloth. ā€

"Huh? The car is fine, but the passenger car is dead? The bus overturned? Zou Yu reached out and took out Huang Xiaxia from Jian Seventeen's arms, hugged him tightly in his arms, and didn't let it run past Jian Seventeen.

Jian Seventeen shook his head: "The surface of the bus has not been seriously damaged. ā€

Zou Yu held Huang Xiaxia's hand and tightened unconsciously: "Does that mean that those two people were actually dead before the car?" ā€

Jian Seventeen glanced at her, turned his head and asked Han Sicheng: "If a normal person is covered by a white cloth, at least a considerable arc will be raised, and I look at those two people as if they are a little too thin." ā€

Han Sicheng looked very solemn from the moment he got into the car, and he leaned back on the seat: "The yin qi in front is very heavy, and there is such a heavy yin qi in broad daylight, I suspect that someone put the yin ghost in the urn mound to harm people." ā€

Fan Yingying now thinks of Yu Jianghe as soon as she hears the two urns and mounds.

It seems that she is not the only one who has such thoughts, Han Sicheng continued: "I suspect that Yu Jianghe was sitting in the car just now, but we went to look for it, and we didn't see anyone, so we may have run away." ā€

"So that's it?" Zou Yu heard Yu Jianghe's name and his head was big for a while, and the two brothers didn't know what they thought, one was studying the refining of the Yin Soul Cultivation Urn every day, and the other was thinking about the demon soul exchange, the purpose was to refine the urn mound.

Han Sicheng shook his head: "Now the road in front is blocked, and the convoy behind is quite long, so I can only wait first." ā€

Huang Xiaxia didn't want to nest in Zou Yu's arms, struggled to jump out, and was strangled by Zou Yu's arm: "Don't move, be careful that I throw you out." ā€

"Just you?" Huang Xiaxia raised her voice and bared her teeth at Zou Yu, biting if she didn't agree.

Fan Yingying hurriedly took out Huang Xiaxia from Zou Yu's arms: "Okay, don't say a word." ā€

Zou Yu snorted coldly, turned his head and chatted with Jian Seventeen, Huang Xiaxia nested in Fan Yingying's arms, and did not say a word.

Fan Yingying glanced down at Huang Xiaxia, feeling that the little thing was a little abnormal today, she didn't like to talk much, and it looked wilted.

She gently touched the fur on Huang Xiaxia's head and asked in a low voice, "Xiaxia, are you okay?" Isn't it uncomfortable? ā€

Huang Xiaxia shook her hair, and lowered her head again: "I don't know, I just feel a little panicked in my heart." ā€

"Is it because you were close to the front just now and you felt that something was not right?" Fan Yingying picked up Huang Xiaxia and looked at it carefully, the little thing was listless and looked particularly sluggish.

"I don't know, I was fine before, but now I feel uncomfortable everywhere." Huang Xiaxia said, shook her hair again, and then raised her big tail and covered her face directly.

Soon there was the sound of police cars honking their horns from the onlookers in front of them, and the noise suddenly became louder.

Zou Yu leaned on the window and looked out, and saw that there were people in front of him sticking their heads out of the car to watch the excitement.

"It was just in time for the ambulance to come, and the police car came, and I just saw that the ambulance drove away."

Zou Yu was an unintentional emotion, Han Sicheng listened to it and frowned: "It stands to reason that even if the ambulance knows the letter, it is impossible for the ambulance to come over immediately, unless someone calls for help in advance." ā€

"What do you mean by that?" Zou Yu didn't understand, and asked, "Then according to what you say, did someone call for help in advance knowing that something was going to happen in a while?" ā€

After Zou Yu finished speaking, he felt that this was unconvincing, and shook his head: "No, it sounds so evil." ā€

Han Sicheng didn't speak again, he stared at the windshield of the car, looked at the bustling crowd of onlookers in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

Huang Xiaxia was fluffy, and it became very warm and comfortable after holding it in her arms for a while, Fan Yingying hugged Huang Xiaxia as if she was hugging a natural stove, her body was hot, her brain was a little stiff, she was a little sleepy when she sat down, her upper and lower eyelids did not obey the call, and she greeted each other vigorously. (To be continued.) )