It was already dark when I returned to Ringing Horse Town, and occasionally a cold, faint star appeared in the thick clouds.

The closer Murong Cao got to his destination, the more uneasy he felt, and even his whole body tensed.

Yang Muqing thought about the whole thing carefully, and felt that Murong Cao's worries were not unreasonable, it was not that he had not considered using the teleportation spell, but the strange thing was that after he obtained that mysterious power, some of the spells he had originally learned were not used smoothly, as if Bodhi Zi had seen everything and withdrawn something he had given him.

He called Bodhi Zi's phone several times on the way, but it showed that it could not be reached, and Yuan Su's mobile phone was not in the service area.

These two people, obviously looking at each other wrongly, seem to have been together recently, and they don't know what they're busy with.

Five-step, three-step, one-step......

The familiar door was in front of him, Murong Cao stretched out his hand, but suddenly he was a little afraid to knock.

The hidden door coincided with a painful fragment in the depths of her memory, giving her the illusion that she was about to suffocate.

"Here you go."

Murong Cao turned his face sideways, and his eyes swept away.

"Hmm."

Yang Muqing crossed her shoulders and slowly pushed the wooden door open.

The scene in the door proved that Murong Cao's sixth sense was once again extremely accurate.

The unfinished bean pods were scattered all over the ground, a bamboo basket that had been trampled on also rolled down to the foot of the table, and the little apple lay on the ground with a pale face, looking unconscious, with a large piece of color hanging on his forehead.

"You look at her first."

After Murong Cao, who followed the door, explained to Yang Muqing, he went straight to Jiang Quan's room on the second floor.

The door was not locked, and there was no sign of vandalism, but Jiang Quan was not there, and the room was empty and filled with an ominous smell.

"Little Apple is fine!"

"Jiang Quan has an accident......"

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, the former sentence was comforting, the latter was frightening.

Little Apple is not in danger of her life, but if she forcibly wakes it up, it may backfire, so Yang Muqing proposed to Murong Cao that she stay and take care of it, but she bluntly refused.

"This time is different, I have a hunch that Jiang Quan needs me over there."

In the end, the decision of the two was to let Little Apple stay here, and Yang Muqing used a trick to protect her.

Did Little Apple get injured trying to stop someone, did she stop the intruder, or did she stop Jiang Quan?

At this moment, where is Jiang Quan?

"Go to Black Jiaotan, where everything is sourced, and things will definitely end there."

Yang Muqing tested the surrounding spiritual field, east and west, north and south, eight in all directions, without any fluctuations, and did not find any abnormalities, this situation confirmed from the side that Murong Cao's idea was right - at least it was someone they had not noticed who had kidnapped Jiang Quan, not some ghost.

"Who do you think this person is?"

Yang Muqing recalled the itinerary of the two of them in Xiangma Town for a few days, in addition to intersecting with Little Apple, Jiang Quan, and Shi Heibai, he had dealt with those gangsters at the beginning, and did not find any suspicious characters.

"There is such a person who feels that Jiang Quan must die."

The two walked a short and halfway in the direction of Heijiaotan, and Murong Cao was already out of breath, and the disadvantages of not exercising much were ruthlessly revealed: when he needed to use physical strength, he felt like a useless waste.

"You go first, I have to slow down, I hope it's still too late......"

Yang Muqing knew Murong Cao's situation well, nodded immediately, and then showed his advantage of long hands and feet, three steps and two steps, and after a while, he walked so that the figure was invisible.

"It's fast enough."

Murong Cao muttered quietly, knowing that she couldn't envy her, she looked up at the dark sky, as if a rainstorm was about to strike.

When there is a storm blowing in people's hearts, it is not a simple destruction of plants and trees, but the failure of plants and trees.

Without that group of outsiders, the Black Jiaotan at this moment seems very quiet, like a piece of ink-colored glass embedded in the deep mountains.

A rickety man in black pushed a three-wheeled wooden cart towards this side, the wooden cart was covered with a thick layer of black cloth, and it was impossible to see what was inside, just from the strenuous movements of the cart man, it could be seen that the contents were not light.

The figure of the man in black was very thin, the whole person was shrunk into a big black robe, and he carried a small backpack on his right shoulder, dark blue sturdy fabric, which looked like a boy's school bag.

When he walked to the edge of the black Jiaotan, the man in black unloaded the plank used to fix the three-wheeled wooden carriage, and rolled down from under the black cloth - it was Jiang Quan, who Murong Cao and Yang Muqing were looking for, his hands and feet were tightly restrained by the thick hemp rope of his fingers, his eyes were closed, and he was wearing a red dress that did not fit, and rolling off the wooden car did not make him struggle for the halfest, as if he had fallen into a deep coma.

The man in black kicked him, the force was not heavy, I don't know if he didn't have the strength, or he couldn't use the strength, seeing that he didn't move at all, he turned his head very satisfied and admired his "work", and then opened the backpack with a pair of wrinkled hands, took out a pile of paper money and a lighter from it, and lit them one by one.

The fluttering paper money flies in the sky above the black Jiaotan like a fire butterfly, weird and beautiful.

"Pillars, one by one, they all have to pay for your life!"

Sad and full of angry cries, cold and without temperature, like a black hole that can never be filled.

Yang Muqing took a shortcut to Heijiaotan, and when he arrived, he didn't see anyone.

Only two crows were hovering in the banyan tree by the pond, making noisy and unpleasant cries from time to time.

He looked at the calm and waveless Black Jiaotan, and his heart moved, and he was unwilling to give up, so he took off his shirt and jumped into the pool.

Jiang Quan, are you here? Are you waiting for me to save you?

Yang Muqing searched all the way, until he arrived at the bottom of the pool, and finally found a red shadow. He touched it, it was a person with the last trace of warmth, turned his face over and saw that it was Jiang Quan, he had a stone weighing more than twenty pounds tied to his body, it seemed that the perpetrator had already thought about putting him to death.

Yang Muqing didn't have time to loosen the tie, so he picked up Jiang Quan with stones, wanting to take him away from this dead water as soon as possible.

Murong Cao looked at the person who was pushing the three-wheeled wooden cart towards him in front of him, and felt alert for no reason, although this person did not have any danger no matter how he looked at it, but an old woman shivering in the cold wind, coughing three times in one step, as if no matter who stepped forward to push it, she would be destroyed and broken like a sick tree.

In normal times, she should have stepped forward to help, but at the moment she was so anxious that she just wanted to hurry to Heijiaotan.

The mobile phone rang, and she looked at it to see that it was Yang Muqing calling, and hurriedly answered it.

"How? Is Jiang Quan okay? ”

The other party seemed to give her a relatively satisfactory answer, she patted her chest, smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I'll just say that this kid has a great fortune, I can't walk, you can bring him over."

She said excitedly, not noticing the sudden change in face of the old woman who had passed by her, and cast a vicious glance at her.

With a flash of cold light, a sharp dagger stabbed her in the back.

"Die, all of you!"

However, the blood gushing that the old woman expected did not happen, and Murong Cao not only gracefully avoided it, but also grabbed the old woman's hand holding the dagger with agility as if he had eyes behind him.

"Stop." Murong Cao's eyes were sharp and sympathetic, "Grandma Qingzhu." ”

The old woman's face was as white as paper, but there was no fear in her eyes when she looked at Murong Cao.

"How do you know?"

"It is unusual to leave from Heijiaotan at this time, and I have seen the photos of Li Qingzhu, and the appearance of the family can be seen."

Murong Cao explained in a very light tone, she didn't understand the madness of the old woman in front of her, but she couldn't agree.

The old woman let out a shrill laugh into the sky, which eventually turned into a heart-rending cry.

"Why is Jiang Quan's kid still alive, but my pillar is going to die? When I went out that day, I bought him new clothes, and he said he would wear them when he came back, but when he came back, he was a cold corpse! God, why is this happening? My heart is so bitter! ”

Murong Cao forcibly pulled out the dagger she was holding tightly and threw it far away, her counterattack just now had almost used up all her strength, but she didn't want anything else to happen.

"Sometimes, it's more painful to live than to die."

Murong Cao answered the question, but the old woman seemed to understand, and sat on the wooden cart, her eyes blank, sobbing, and no longer thinking about breaking free from her.

The rest of the matter is easier to solve.

Jiang Quan and Xiao Apple got better quickly after diagnosis and treatment, Murong Cao was not lazy this time, she was very patient to analyze the ins and outs for them, and tried her best to appease their emotions, she and Yang Muqing stayed for two more days before leaving, ensuring that the two brothers and sisters were in a calm mood.

Grandma Qingzhu has four lives in her hands, and the police have found a lot of leftover drugs and a diary full of resentment in her house, even if Jiang Quan does not appeal, she will not escape the punishment of the law, and spending the rest of her life in a prison cell may be better than being burned with anger day and night.

After the people in the town learned about Jiang Quan's experience, the words of duty in the past gradually changed to encouragement, and the psychological pressure on the brother and sister was reduced a lot.

Leaving this time, Murong Cao didn't look back, and his heart was extremely relaxed, but when he looked at the back of Yang Muqing in front of him, his eyes were uncertain.