Founder thinks of doing it.

This is a matter of his life, and there is no delay.

Fang Zheng put away his mobile phone, but as soon as he looked up, he saw that the old god stick didn't know when, and hooked up with the widow who had read palmistry before.

At this time, the man and woman were talking about life, ideals, and economic development and great prospects under the iron fist of socialism.

"It's not good, it's murderous!"

The old god stick suddenly felt two strands tight, and when he turned his head, he just saw the opposite staring upward.

Subsequently, Fang Zheng left the house of the third brother of Li Lao and prepared to go directly to the Jianshanling Quarry.

The old god stick looked at the peach-colored widow in front of him, with a plump body like a ripe peach, and then looked at the very lonely and lonely back of Fang Zheng who left alone in his eyes, the old god stick gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and hurriedly chased after Fang Zheng's back after hurriedly asking for a WeChat with the widow.

Don't look at the old god stick, he looks at the old meat, he is in his fifties, but the speed of his legs and feet is not at all false to that of young people, and he quickly catches up with him, and his body is very tough.

Seeing that the old god stick was willing to give up the widow, this made Fang Zheng can't help but look at the old god stick a few more times. Originally, he didn't expect the old god stick to follow, and multiple old god sticks or a few old god sticks had no effect on him.

When Fang Zheng went out of the village, he happened to pass by the door of Li Laosan's house.

Sure enough, as he expected, near the ruins of Li Laosan's house, there were still many villagers around, and even at this time, the sky was bright, and there were more onlookers than before.

Fang Zheng estimated that it would not be long before the police would intervene.

Once the police appear in Menqian Village, the people of the Special Operations Department are afraid that they will also appear in Menqian Village soon.

Therefore, Fang Zheng had to find the person behind the scenes before the Special Operations Department was in charge. If someone from the Special Operations Department also gets involved, he doesn't think that the person who has been doing things one after another will eventually escape the full pursuit of the Special Operations Department.

The old god stick followed Fang Zheng, through the wind and rain corridor of the village in front of the door, he saw that Fang Zheng was about to leave the village, and couldn't help but ask Fang Zheng where he was going?

So Fang Zheng said the location.

The old god stick asked Fang Zheng to wait for him for a while, and soon after, the old god stick drove over an old Jetta with a displacement of 1.4 displacement, and then motioned for Fang Zheng to get into the car.

Looking at the old god stick sitting in the driver's seat, Fang Zheng was a little surprised: "The old god stick, this car is yours?"

"People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and good horses naturally need to be saddled. "The old god stick was a little smug.

"How's it going, isn't it a surprise?

When Fang Zheng sat in the passenger seat, he smelled a heavy smell of muddy water in the car, as well as a musty smell of fabric. Even if the old god stick had opened all the windows, it still couldn't cover up the smell in the car, and Fang Zheng was speechless: "Old god stick, you shouldn't be a soaking car, right?"

The old god rubbed his hands and smiled: "Don't look at it as a soaking car, as long as you don't take the high speed, it will be no different from a normal car." The most important thing is that it only changes hands for a few thousand yuan, and it can be paid in installments for two years. ”

About the soaking car, Founder has some understanding.

In recent years, the domestic weather is abnormal, and it is often a rare weather in a century, so there are many cities waterlogged, and you can see the sea when you go out, which also leads to a lot of soaking cars flowing into the second-hand car market.

It is not uncommon for hundreds of thousands of soaking cars to only sell for 50,000 or 60,000 in the end.

The old Jetta soaking car can be picked up by the old god stick for thousands of dollars, but it is not surprising.

While driving, the old god stick looked at Fang Zheng from time to time, and he wanted to speak many times, like a mouse stealing the Buddha's lamp oil and being a thief, Fang Zheng frowned: "Old god stick, what do you want to say?"

"Little brother, last night... That one... What about the female doll who is with you?" The old god stick seemed to have a constipated expression, held back for a few kilometers, and finally secretly asked for his debut.

The person referred to by the old god stick is naturally Gao Shu's painting.

After speaking, he turned his head and looked around as a thief.

I don't know what the old god stick experienced in Menqian Village at the beginning, and how much psychological shadow area Gao Shuhua left in the old god stick's heart, making him like a frightened bird.

"Drive well, this is a winding road, watch out for the continuous curve signs ahead. ”

Fang Zheng saw that after the magic stick regained his steady, he asked rhetorically, "What?"

"Need me to call her over?"

Hearing this, the old god's hand shook, and he almost couldn't hold the steering wheel again, and an old face like a chrysanthemum with an ugly expression hurriedly said: "No, no, no, I'm just curious to ask." ”

"Little brother, I am also for your good, when you meet that female doll in the future, you must remember one thing, don't say the word stunted in front of the female doll, you must remember, remember, remember!"

The old god stick spoke in a serious tone from a person who had come over, and repeatedly told Fang Zheng.

Fang Zhengle was happy, and said bluntly: "Old god stick, you shouldn't have said that she was flat-chested or Princess Taiping in person, right?"

He cut down Gao Shuhua twice in a row, and there is really nothing to avoid.

The old god straightened his waist and changed his demeanor in an instant: "How is it possible, am I like this?"

Fang Zheng's brain made up, not long ago, the old god stick and the widow in front of the village frowned, and then said seriously: "It's very similar." ”

"......" old god stick.

"Old god, you often brag in front of me, you have traveled south and north, traveled the rivers and lakes for decades, why is it amazing, and I always hear you mention that you are robbing business with monks and goddesses, you have walked the rivers and lakes for so many years, have you really encountered something more evil?" Fang Zheng was curious.

Hearing this, the old god stick rarely had a serious face: "Lao Dao, I have passed the soul of the person who died in a trance, and I have also presided over a lot of rituals to worship the heavens, including the Yellow River Niangniang, the river god, the mountain (xī) mountain to send the son Niangniang, the dragon god, etc., among them, to talk about the evil door, the mountain sent the son Niangniang to the old Tao I am most impressed." ”

"About ten years ago, a 50-year-old rural couple was pregnant with twins, but when they gave birth in October, they had a child eater that was more evil than a ghost fetus. ”

"When the first child was born, only a bloody arm came out. When the second child was born, he was holding a round thing in his hand, which was actually the head of the first child, which had been gnawed beyond recognition. At that time, the person in charge of delivering the baby was a country goddess, and the goddess didn't know about the child at first, and the child was born and the goddess reached out to hug it, but one of her fingers was gnawed off. ”

"Zi Shizi?" Fang Zheng's back was cold, there was such an evil thing.

"And then?"

......

When the old god stick took Fang Zheng and the two drove to the Jianshanling Quarry, it was almost noon.

At this moment, the dust in the quarry is high, and the construction trucks are in and out non-stop, and the sound of gunpowder exploding the mountain is heard from time to time.

The two parked their cars and went to the security room, but before they could ask, the chats of several day-shift security guards came into Fangzheng's ears.

Last night there were dead people in the quarry again.

It was the night shift security guard who died on the first day of arrival.