Chapter 209: Xinmu Ancestral Hall

In the deserted village, a puppet more than one person tall towers there, his cheeks are red, and a faint smile is revealed on his face. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info showed Cheng Delong's scalp a little numb, and he couldn't help lowering his head.

Zhang Wei didn't bother with the puppet, but stepped into the courtyard.

"Giggles!" Just as Zhang Wei stepped into the ancestral hall, the sound of roosters crowed at this time, and there was a brief pre-dawn darkness, and the sky suddenly became even darker.

"Be careful!" Zhang Wei grabbed Cheng Delong and tightly protected the other party within his ability.

Maybe those people who were hiding in the shadows were taboo about Zhang Wei, or maybe they had other purposes, and they didn't attack Zhang Wei and the others, and there was no danger until the sky was as white as a fish's belly.

The sky gradually brightened, and Cheng Delong fell asleep leaning on the tall door of the ancestral hall.

The first rays of sunlight shone into the village, and the lights in the windows of the houses were extinguished in unison with the sun's rays, and there was no order, and some were only in the order of sunlight.

And with the sunlight, those densely arranged houses are slowly decreasing as the lights go out, as if those houses can only appear at night, and they retreat from the sun's rays.

Suddenly, a group of more than a dozen people appeared in the place where Zhang Wei could see, those people looked very haggard, all of them were very tired, and it was obvious that those houses appeared at night to block the view, so Zhang Wei didn't see these people.

At this time, those people obviously also saw Zhang Wei, after all, there were only a dozen earthen houses in this village, so when those houses that blocked the view disappeared, Zhang Wei was naturally exposed to the eyes of those people.

Zhang Wei looked at the somewhat haggard crowd in front of him, and couldn't help but speed up his pace and walked towards those people.

One of those people walked out of it, and he slowly walked over with hesitation under everyone's pushing, and the rest of the people looked at the representatives who were pushed out by everyone with hopeful eyes.

"Hello, you!" The man who was pushed out was a man in his thirties, a more decent person, but at this time, the stubble on his face that had been honed had no time to take care of.

"Hello, may I ask if one of you is named Zhou Zhihui?" Zhang Wei looked at the somewhat restrained other party and asked generously, after all, it is not difficult to see from the other party's clothes and speech that the other party has been trapped in the village for a while. Zhou Zhihui was the man who called him, saying that Ouyang Mengmeng asked him to call him.

"Hello, hello, the contemptible person is Zhou Zhihui, are you Mr. Zhang Weizhang?" After listening to Zhang Wei's words, the man suddenly showed a look of hope on his face, but he still had to confirm the identity of the other party.

"I'm Zhang Wei." At first, it may be that the other party was more restrained, so Zhang Wei didn't hear the other party's words, but at this time, the other party talked more, and naturally his words were normal, so Zhang Wei heard from the other party that the other party was the man Zhou Zhihui who called him.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you are here, please save us!" Zhou Zhihui said with a handful of snot and tears, and as he spoke, he was ready to kneel down as soon as his legs became weak.

"Mr. Zhou, I can't help it!" Zhang Wei hurriedly went to support the other party, but he didn't know if the other party was too frightened, and when he met a capable person at this time, his feet were suddenly weak and he collapsed to the ground unable to move.

"Brother, brother!" Cheng Delong had also woken up at this time, but when he saw that the scene around him had changed greatly, he suddenly showed a frightened look in his eyes, and seeing that Zhang Wei didn't know when he was so far away from him, he hurriedly ran towards Zhang Wei.

Zhou Zhihui took Zhang Wei to his own place.

Zhang Wei looked at the dozen or so people in front of him who looked a little haggard, their eyes were red, and they obviously didn't sleep well, but they were a little strange why didn't these people leave?

"You are the Zhang Wei that Ouyang Mengmeng said?" Someone else in the crowd asked, obviously Ouyang Mengmeng had dealings with them.

"Well, where did Ouyang Mengmeng and the two of them go?" Zhang Wei frowned and asked, because looking at the situation of these dozen people, most of them were obviously overly frightened, and at this time, the sky was bright, and some people fell asleep drowsily.

"Please send us out first! We're begging you! I'll give you whatever you say you want. A slightly older man said with a sad face, he is the assistant director of this crew, it is said that there are two or three juniors outside, so he is naturally reluctant to give up those delicate beauties.

"Brother, brother, why don't you let me send him out!" As soon as Cheng Delong heard the other party say that no matter how much money he would give, he suddenly felt desired, after all, looking at the other party's outfit was not less than tens of thousands, people like them who run black cars at the airport all year round naturally still have some understanding of clothing brands.

"Good! Then send them back! "This Zhang Wei didn't say anything, after all, it would definitely not work to let him send it, and he still had to save Ouyang Mengmeng.

"Okay, you come with me, let's talk about it first! Whoever gives 100,000 will send him back. Cheng Delong didn't dare to open his mouth, after all, he thought that for these people, they would be happy to spend 100,000 yuan to buy their own lives.

"I'll go with you!"

"I'll go with you too!" Immediately, seven or eight people raised their hands, ready to follow Cheng Delong out of here, and naturally there was Zhou Zhihui who called him.

"Mr. Zhou, Ouyang Mengmeng, they went there!" Zhang Wei asked, he also knew a Zhou Zhihui here.

"They and the director went to the ancestral hall, and they have been in for a day and a night." Zhou Zhihui followed behind Cheng Delong and said loudly, his heart was like an arrow, he didn't want to stay here for a minute. In his opinion, since the other party was brought by Zhang Wei, the mana is naturally similar to the other party, after all, Ouyang Mengmeng's ability is what everyone sees, and the people who are admired by her are naturally not a problem.

Zhang Wei didn't care about these people, after all, whether the other party could go out or not was one thing. Looking at the ancestral hall with solemn eyes, he had the illusion that someone in the ancestral hall was observing him as if someone was passing through the puppet at the gate.

Zhang Wei looked at the somewhat dilapidated ancestral hall and walked slowly towards the ancestral hall.

The courtyard door of the ancestral hall was wide open, the dilapidated wooden door had been violently destroyed, and there was a piece of dust that had been rubbed off on the knee-high threshold, which was obviously the place where Cheng Delong had just rested. (To be continued.) )