At that time, the construction team that developed the Xishan villa died so many people in the trough alone, and the compensation alone made the developer bankrupt.

Later, there were several developers who made up their minds to develop Xishan villas, but those bosses had already learned to be smart, and they would not take the liberty of developing them directly, first found some Taoist priests and monks to do the Dharma on Xishan for 7749 days, and then chose a zodiac auspicious day to start the work.

But in the end, although it was not so evil at first, the workers on the construction site had to die almost every day, some were stoned to death by scaffolding, some fell to their deaths, and what was even more bizarre was that several of them died of drinking.

This made those developers retreat and think of a way to sell the project with less loss.

Since then, there have been no more developers to hit the Xishan villa project, the older generation of people said that the Xishan was a mass grave, and most of the people who died there had grievances, and these grievances could not be solved by doing so many rituals.

When Zhang Ling was mixed with society before, he also went to Xishan a few times, and those bigwigs in the industry, who didn't order his men to go to Xishan to bury a few people, and the price of going there to bury people was different during the day and at night.

This time, San was able to order his subordinates to bury people at night, which was also powerful enough, and it was estimated that it cost a lot of money.

Zhang Ling was driving, the speed of the car has been about 100 miles per hour, fortunately, the traffic at night is not too congested, if it is daytime, it is estimated that Zhang Ling will have to dawn.

Within half an hour, Zhang Ling came to the entrance of the West Mountain.

This West Mountain is not big, not high, there are four mouths in the east, west, north and south, respectively, there is a highway up the mountain, these roads are also the masterpieces of the developers who developed the West Mountain villa at that time, but laid a good material foundation for burying people in the future.

Zhang Ling didn't know where Hui San's subordinates had buried the Red Dao Chief, there was no way, Zhang Ling could only choose the nearest entrance and go directly up the mountain.

Because Zhang Ling has been mixed in society before, he still knows some of the laws of the industry.

The same is to bury people, and there are rules for burying people in Xishan, and the rules in the day are no less than those in the crematorium.

For example, before burying someone, you must put a dozen paper money in it, and this paper money cannot be burned, which can be regarded as a passage money for the person who died in vain.

Second, if there is a tree in that place, you must not dig a pit and bury people, because under that tree is likely to be the person who died in vain before, and you must not disturb the predecessors.

Therefore, Zhang Ling felt that if Hui San's subordinates were professional in burying people in Xishan, then the places where they could bury people were nothing more than two or three.

Zhang Ling also followed his own memories and went to that place separately.

After driving for about ten minutes, Zhang Ling saw a large off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road.

Zhang Ling was shocked, thinking that the owner of this off-road vehicle could it be that he was Hui San's subordinate, right?

Could it be that they haven't had time to bury the Red Dao Chief?

A glimmer of hope appeared in Zhang Ling's heart, and then he hurriedly got out of the car, wanting to see the situation in the off-road vehicle.

But as soon as he saw the off-road vehicle, Zhang Ling was on the spot.

The buggy's doors were open, and the lights were on, but it was empty.

Zhang Ling's heart was also strange, could it be that these people hadn't buried the Red Dao Chief alive?

At that time, Sanke was a person with his own ideas, and his subordinates would definitely strictly follow his ideas.

Moreover, according to Hui San's words, now that he is here, the Red Daoist must have been buried alive for more than half an hour.

If it were according to Hui San's plan, this car would not be here now, and in half an hour, they would have already buried the Red Road long run alive.

Moreover, looking at this car, the lights are not turned off, and the people inside must think that they will be back in a while, but now?

Although Zhang Ling was puzzled in his heart, after all, Zhang Ling was extremely concerned about the life and death of the Red Daoist, so Zhang Ling also wanted to find the owner of the car as soon as possible and go there.

Zhang Ling took the strong flashlight and soon found some footsteps on the ground, Zhang Ling was overjoyed, directly looked for the footsteps, and quickly ran forward.

Within a few dozen meters, a dense forest appeared in front of Zhang Ling, and Zhang Ling thought to himself that this was definitely not a place to bury people.

The rule of the West Mountain, where there are trees, you can't bury people,

Could it be that Hui San's subordinates are all novices and rookies?

Zhang Ling didn't have time to think about it, followed the footsteps, walked into the dense forest, and soon saw a bunch of tools for digging pits on the ground.

Moreover, there is a large pit one person deep at the front.

Presumably, this is the pit dug by Hui San's subordinates for the Red Dao Chief.

But what made Zhang Ling wonder very much was that the pit was also empty, and there was nothing.

Where did the Red Dao Elder go?

Where did San's men go?

said that Hui San's hand went down to smoke a cigarette and relax, that Zhang Ling definitely didn't believe it.

After all, this is the most evil place in Xishan, Huhai, and after ordinary people come, their only thought is to get out of here quickly.

So, there is no fool who would put down his work and smoke a cigarette and rest for a while.

Unless that person has a hole in his head.

The shovels, ropes, and flashlights on the ground are all placed at random, so where will they be?

Zhang Ling's heart was also very puzzled.

Zhang Ling turned on the strong flashlight, and also searched for it on the ground, no matter what it was, what happened to them, there would be traces on the ground.

After some searching, Zhang Ling finally found a footprint.

However, the footprints were a little messy, with several different footprints and different sizes.

Moreover, some panic can be seen on these footprints, which are obviously left in the chaos.

Zhang Ling's heart was also very puzzled, could it be that there was a fight here before?

Zhang Ling's heart was a little flustered, afraid that something would happen to Hui San's subordinates.

So where is the Red Dao Chief?

Zhang Ling continued to walk forward according to the traces on the ground, and after walking for about ten minutes, the traces on the ground disappeared completely.

In front of Zhang Ling, there was nothing.

This... What the hell is going on?

Why did these people suddenly disappear? It doesn't make sense, does it?

Zhang Ling looked around, but saw nothing, as if he had suddenly disappeared, or that someone had suddenly taken him away.

At this time, Zhang Ling was also stunned when he saw the traces on the ground. I want to talk about "Master of Ghosts" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~