Lin Jinghao couldn't sleep at night, the letters 'y, g' kept appearing in his mind, what did Xiao Ying want to tell herself?

He remembered that Xiao Ying had told him that she had seen the sword that could cut off people's heads, but she didn't tell him where the sword was hidden?

Could it be that Xiao Ying was killed this time because she found the hiding place of the sword? Then this hiding place must be in Zhang Jushi's room. But where exactly?

First of all, the room where Zhang Jushi lives is a house in a nursing home, which should be impossible to be transformed, and Zhang Jushi had already arranged other rooms for them after the room became a murderous house, and they still insisted on moving back, proving that there is indeed an unknown secret hidden in this house?

In addition, swords and guns are relatively large objects, and the only way to hide them from others is to find a way to hide them from others.

It must be like this, how did you forget this? I should send someone to check if they have added any home after they move in!

Seeing that the time is already half past eleven in the evening, will Xiao Ying's soul come to find her tonight? Or will she still stay in the mountains and not be able to get out?

Just take advantage of the night to burn some paper money for her, so that your heart will feel better.

In Lin Jinghao's memory, during a casual conversation, he remembered that the security captain once told him that there was a small shop selling wreaths on the corner, and no matter how late you knocked on the door, it would open.

Lin Jinghao changed his clothes, took the key to the motorcycle, opened the door, and went downstairs. The wreath shop on the corner of the street really opened after he knocked on the door a few times, Lin Jinghao bought some candle paper money, then turned the car around and headed towards the mountain.

He remembered that the place where he found Xiao Ying in the morning was at a three-way intersection, and in the distance, he had already seen a flickering fire there.

'Who is like himself, who came to burn paper money for Xiaoying so late? By the way, didn't he already order his subordinates to block the news of Xiaoying's murder? If not your own people. Then, the only people who know that Xiao Ying is no longer alive are those who are related to the murderer! ’

Lin Jinghao thought of this, and slammed the accelerator, and the motorcycle made a huge roar, rushing straight towards the place where the fire was emitted.

In the firelight, he heard a distant sound, and stood up with a figure wearing a black helmet, it seemed that the sound of Lin Jinghao's motorcycle alarmed him.

He immediately turned around, jumped onto a mountain bike parked next to him, one of the headlights lit up, and with a roar, he started the motorcycle and fled towards the mountain.

"Stop," Lin Jinghao shouted through his helmet.

'Running away as soon as you see yourself is not a ghost in your heart'. Lin Jinghao didn't stop for a moment, immediately increased his horsepower, and chased after him.

Two motorcycles chased one after the other in the mountains. The motorcycle rider in front obviously wants to take advantage of the familiar terrain to get rid of the motorcycle behind, and Lin Jinghao in the back wants to catch up with the domestic mountains in front with the superior performance of imported motorcycles.

The mountain road is undulating, and the two of them are in the middle of the mountains

, no one can get rid of anyone, no one can catch up with anyone?

After turning around a few times like this, seeing that he still couldn't get rid of Lin Jinghao, the mountain bike in front of him simply stopped running on the flat road, he turned a corner and rushed into a roadside forest.

The road in the forest is even narrower, and since ancient times, there has been a taboo to enter the forest. However, Lin Jinghao didn't care about these today, he rushed in without thinking about it.

After a few turns, the motorcycle in front suddenly disappeared. Lin Jinghao slowed down the car and walked slowly. I don't know when fog began to rise in the woods. Lin Jinghao turned around a few more times with his own feelings, and then took a serious look.

"It's broken, and I'm back where I was."

He could only turn off the fire first and stop the car, the white fog in front of him seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and he was almost unable to see things in the distance.

'It seems that I can't get out tonight,' Lin Jinghao couldn't help but sigh. He is also too bold, knowing that it is dark, and rushing into the depths of this big forest, it is completely the behavior of a 'reckless man'.

Suddenly, in the depths of the dense fog, there seemed to be an old man's coughing sound, Lin Jinghao heard it very clearly, it was indeed the sound of a human coughing.

Is there still a place like this that there are people living in?' Lin Jinghao slowly moved forward in the direction of his voice.

"Woo," a gust of wind came with a wave of oppression, and with his years of experience as a soldier, it was someone attacking him. Lin Jinghao immediately lowered his head, dodged the blow on the head, and then punched in the direction of the sound.

"Ah," the fist hit a soft object, and Lin Jinghao could feel that the other party had been knocked away by his own punch.

He immediately rushed forward by the sound, but after the sound of the voice, everything was calm again, and there was no human figure in sight except for the overwhelming green grass.

Lin Jinghao didn't dare to be careless anymore, he was ready to guard against a sneak attack at any time, and moved forward step by step.

"Shanhong, what are you doing here?" An old man's voice sounded again in front of him. Lin Jinghao followed the sound and looked over, and in the haze not far away, a small courtyard of a farmhouse with a courtyard seemed to appear.

Lin Jinghao immediately looked around, and after confirming that there was no danger, he walked briskly towards this farmhouse in the deep mountains and dense forests.

"Wangwang", more than 50 meters away from the courtyard, the dog barked, and a glimmer of light was lit in the farmhouse.

"Shanhong, did you bring anyone else with you?" With a 'creak' door, an old man dressed in gray came out with a black hound.

"Hello, uncle," Lin Jinghao saw someone and immediately raised his leg and walked over.

"Don't bark," the hound was ordered by the old man, and finally stopped barking, and the old man began to look Lin Jinghao up and down from a distance.

"What are you here for?" The old man's clothes were lifted, and it turned out that under his coat, there was a double-barreled shotgun.

Before he could see the old man's appearance, he was stopped by the double-barreled shotgun. Lin Jinghao could only regret it again, he shouldn't have entered this forest.

"Old

I'm not a bad person. Lin Jinghao stopped, looking at the old man's posture, he stepped forward again, he would really let him shoot.

"It's so late, it's impossible for ordinary people to go up the mountain, only people who do bad things can run into the mountain so late. Tell me, what the hell do you do? No matter how dishonest you are, don't blame me for being rude. The old man's gun was aimed at Lin Jinghao, and as long as he made any abnormal move, he would immediately attract a bullet attack.

"Uncle, I'm a policeman, I just chased a man on a motorcycle, and I chased him here, did you see him?" There is no other way, Lin Jinghao can only tell the truth.

"Shanhong, did you kid make trouble outside again, and don't let me get out." With an angry roar from the old man, a thin young man walked out of the back of the room with a cower.

"Say, what has happened again? Did the police chase after you? In the old man's question, the young man walked up to the old man with trepidation.

"Grandpa, I just buried a box for someone, but I think there seems to be someone in that box." The young man's words made Lin Jinghao's face change greatly, and it turned out that Xiaoying really didn't die at that time.

"You, you kid." The old man seemed to be so angry by his grandson's words that he trembled when he spoke.

"I just went to see that the box had been dug up, and then the police chased after it." The young man had always suspected that there was someone in the box, so he took advantage of the darkness to go there to check on the worship.

"You, do you know someone you're still buried?" The old man slapped the young man in the face, it seems that this child must have broken his heart at ordinary times.

"If I don't bury it, she will bury it herself, she has a gun in her hand, if I don't help her, I'm the one who is buried now." The young man was slapped in the face, and he retorted vigorously, and it seemed that he must have been very rebellious in his usual life.

"Uncle, don't beat him, I'm just here to investigate the situation." Now that we know that Xiaoying was not killed by our accomplices, there is only one possibility left, that is, she was only unconscious in the nursing home at the time, and then after a bump in the car, she woke up, and did not die in pain until she was buried in the ground.

"Officer, come in and sit, my grandson, he didn't read anything, he didn't know how to study well, and his parents worked outside for a long time, so I spoiled him."

Walking into the old man's farmhouse, Lin Jinghao found that everything here had remained unchanged for many years. The tiles on the roof, the mud on the walls, and even the oil lamps on the table all remind the family of poverty and backwardness.

"Old man, you don't even have electric lights here, why don't you move out?" Lin Jinghao was a little puzzled, and through his visit during this time, he also found that many mountain people here would rather continue to live a difficult life than move to the city.

"Why? It's not to guard the tomb here, to be the living dead. The grandson's cold words angered the old man, and he turned his head and swept over.

"Promise other people's things to do, not to mention that we are not at home, we have always said the same, your father is old, and he is also coming back here."

The old man slapped the table in anger and stood up. Nowadays, young people's minds are yearning for the vast and changeable world outside, who wants to stay in a big mountain and keep what promises they once made?

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