Not only He Xiaoqi, but Xiao Jun from the customer service department didn't know where he heard the news, and he even wanted to go with us.

He said that he is a native of Yancheng, and he is familiar with the routes, even the shortcuts and trails everywhere. Although the fat man has a driver's license, he can drive, but after all, the route is not familiar, and if he makes a mistake for a while, he will delay things.

What Xiao Jun said was reasonable, and it was not too early now, so I didn't bother with it, and after sending Miss Fu's parents away, I briefly reported the situation to Boss Qin, and a car of four people set off immediately.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, we didn't have time to go home, and we didn't have time to inform Lao Bi and Lord Bai. However, there is everything in the office, so it's easy to pack a backpack and bring emergency supplies.

The fat man just got a peach wood dagger, which is naturally very rare. I don't know where to find a cowhide case, just enough to put the dagger in, pinned to the waist, and the spirit is about to fly into the sky.

The distance from Quancheng to Yancheng, which is also our destination, is about 470 kilometers.

In order to be in a hurry, we didn't have dinner, and at about 11 o'clock in the evening, according to the location marked on the mobile phone map, we finally arrived at the Yancheng direction exit of Yanqing Expressway and turned into the provincial highway.

The wind was very strong in the night, and it was dark in front of me, and a mountain peak stood faintly in the distance. Xiao Jun told us that this mountain is the famous scenery of Yancheng, called Guyu Mountain.

When I got out of the car, I found that there were indeed protective fences and warning signs on both sides of the provincial road, but the wilderness slope on both sides of the road was not as big as I imagined, and the subsidence was only about one meter.

Moreover, these fences are relatively sparse, and the distance between them should be just enough for a car to pass through.

The four of us searched separately, and the sharp-eyed Xiao Jun soon found a dirt road that extended downward. This dirt road seems to have been formed by natural soil accumulation, and it is very secretive, and it is impossible to find it if you don't look closely.

Touching it with your hands, the loess is quite compacted, and there are faint traces of ruts on it. The dirt road stretched downward, connecting with one side of the wilderness, and finally disappeared into the bare and sparse thatch.

Looking up, there is no shadow of the camera in front of or behind here, which is indeed a blind spot.

This discovery excites us all.

In other words, Miss Fu's disappearance is likely to be caused by a shortcut, not a kidnapping. In contrast, the risk factor of the former is significantly lower than that of the latter.

I was not at ease, so I asked everyone to carefully survey the surroundings twice, until it was repeatedly confirmed that only this dirt road could go down, and then let Xiao Jun drive the car and carefully go down the dirt road.

The car we drove was a Mercedes-Benz SUV, which was usually used to pick up and drop off customers, black, with tough lines all around, quite magnificent.

Although the dirt road is steep, fortunately, the suspension of this SUV is strong, and it is not bumpy to sit in the car. I asked Xiao Jun to slow down the car, for fear of missing a detail.

The car drove slowly forward, and there was nothing to be found along the way. The ruts, which could still be seen, disappeared after driving into the thatch.

Night, silence.

No one spoke, there were no lights in the car, and there was darkness inside and out, only the front lights of the car were like torches, and the atmosphere was a little depressing. The wind got stronger, and it blew the thatch, slapping on the car, brushing and pulling.

As we drove along the wilderness, we suddenly saw a heavy glow after climbing over a dirt slope.

Directly in front of us, a small town seemed to appear.

From a distance, the town is not big, but it is full of lights and flickering lights, and I even heard the sound of gongs, drums and suona in my ears.

A narrow asphalt road, out of nowhere, spread out a short distance ahead of us, and continued in the direction of the town.

"What town is this?" I asked Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Oh, I really can't remember, I have the impression that there is a Zhujiatun near the expressway, there is a red archway at the door, not here......"

I pulled out my phone and tried to check it on the map, but I found that there was no internet signal at all, so I had to give up.

We drove down the asphalt road to the town, to see if we could have a meal, and by the way to inquire about Miss Fu's whereabouts. From the afternoon to the middle of the night, we were close to our chests and backs, especially me and the fat man, and we didn't eat for the day.

As the car drove in, through the window, we saw a group of Yangge teams wearing red and green on their bodies and faces, some of them dancing fans, some waving handkerchiefs, some rowing paper boats and riding paper donkeys.

Behind the Yangge team is a long dragon tied with paper, but the original solemn dragon's face has been smeared in a mess, and there is no appearance of being high at all, which looks extremely funny.

If it weren't for the two stick-like horns on its head, I would have suspected that it was a dachshund.

Behind the long dragon is an eight-lift sedan chair, which is also made of paper, like those paper boats, paper donkeys, and paper dragons, all full of roughness, and even gives people a feeling of coping and indiscriminate.

Eight people with funny faces painted and dressed in white paint carried the sedan chair, and on the top of the sedan chair sat a woman who looked like a fairy girl. She was dressed in an embroidered robe, with cloudy sideburns and a head, two lumps of bright red rouge painted on her cheeks, and a jar of wine in her hand.

At the end of the sedan chair are a few drummers on stilts, holding flutes, suona, gongs and drums, cymbals, banhu and erhu, blowing and beating in the front and back, so lively......

"Is it a traditional holiday today?" He Xiaoqi asked Xiao Jun curiously.

Xiao Jun smiled and said that this place is close to Guyu Mountain, and it is estimated that this posture is Magu Festival.

I'm not from Jiaodong, but I know the legend of the Magu fairy.

It is said that this Magu fairy is also known as Shouxian Niangniang, Void Silence Chongying Zhenren, she was born in Taoism, and is the goddess of folk beliefs in Jiaodong area.

According to legends and wild history, this Magu fairy is eighteen or nineteen years old, beautiful, and claims to have "seen the East China Sea three times and turned into a mulberry field".

Therefore, in ancient times, Magu was often used as a metaphor for high fortune and longevity, especially Magu made wine with Ganoderma lucidum by the Jiangzhu River, and the story of wishing the birthday of the Queen Mother of the West was widely spread, and it was called: Magu offered his life.

But I have the impression that the Magu Festival should be March 3, and now that it has passed, why should I celebrate it with lights?

Xiao Jun said I don't know, the third day of March is the day when Magu presents the Queen Mother of the West, and the Magu Festival has nothing to do with this allusion in essence.

Because the date of birth of Magu is unknown, the current Magu Festival in the Yancheng area is just a means and gimmick to use local customs to boost the tourism industry and help generate income, and there is no fixed date at all.

In order to attract tourists, it is not a problem to hold the Magu Festival every day, even if it is 365 days a year.

Everyone laughed dumbly, not knowing what to think.

Sure enough, seeing us drive into the town, the crowd of people dressed in fancy clothes began to stir, and soon they gathered around enthusiastically, blowing and beating and changing the tone, and it became uniform: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!" ”