We didn't stay in the grass long before the iron donkey set fire to the car and let the van get back.

We choose another way to "escape", or we follow the police car, which will turn the situation that has changed for the better again.

The iron donkey has been paying attention to the road conditions, and we didn't encounter any police cars, so we drove to the vicinity of Yinyin store.

The iron fence outside the store has been pulled down, but there are still lights inside.

We called Yin Yin first, she happened to be in the store, and there was a garage behind the store, and with her help, we quietly drove the van inside.

I estimate that in the next few days, Yin Yin will modify the car. But that's not the main thing we're going to talk about tonight.

We went back to the store with Yin Yin and told Lao Xian about the situation.

I found myself underestimating Yin-in, who had more connections in this town than I thought. She doesn't care if it's midnight or not, so she calls.

Soon there was a result, after Yin Yin put down the phone, he said to us with a very cold face, "The old immortal died, but he died a miserable death, and he was crushed with a hammer." ”

We all became serious after listening to this. Speaking of myself, I am a forensic doctor, and I know very well what the different murder weapons represent.

In China, for example, murderers tend to use knives, guns, and axes when committing crimes, while the most cunning and even experienced ones will choose to use hammers.

Because knives and guns are powerful, they are easy to leave a lot of flaws, and when the knife is cut, it will cause blood to splatter, and the sound of gunfire will alarm the surroundings. The axe is easy to hide, and when wielded, it is more powerful than a knife.

As for the hammer, it is even more perfect, as long as you identify the place and smash it, not to mention the death of one move, it is not easy to bleed.

Based on Yin Yin's simple description alone, I realized that the old immortal was probably killed by an experienced killer.

He is just a metaphysical person, and it is impossible to say that if something goes wrong with fortune-telling and fortune-telling for others, he will have such a big hatred. And the timing was so coincidental.

I suspect that his death, although not done by us, has a lot to do with us.

We didn't go to the scene and didn't know the situation there, otherwise with our experience and ability, we would have found more clues than these local police.

The iron donkey should also take the lead, which means that we can't participate in this matter, let's take a rest and enter the Mangren tribe immediately.

I asked, "What about the soul?" ”

The iron donkey said that he couldn't think about it so much, especially since the old immortals were dead, who else could we ask to find out about the soul bravery?

I thought about it too, and we didn't go back to the rental house, and continued to rest in the Yinyin store for a while.

After a while, Yin Yin not only prepared breakfast for us, but also gave us another big gift.

This is another rifle she got in the air, and it is a very classic police MP series. This gun is not as powerful as AK, but fortunately it has a muffler, and she also got two pistol mufflers.

We all know how advantageous it is to shoot silently once the reckless tribe encounters danger.

The iron donkey immediately changed his rifle, and he and I hid the pistol silencer.

After that, we set off with our backpacks full of miscellaneous items.

There was a motorcycle parked outside the Yinyin store, this car had also been modified, the saddle was longer than the normal motorcycle, and we all sat on the motorcycle, all the way out of the town, to the suburbs.

In fact, the suburbs are not our destination, we have to drive towards the mountains at a fork in the road. Having this motorcycle saves us a lot of trouble.

For the next day and a half, we were running the mountain road, and we were running out of gasoline in the trunk of our motorcycle.

The surroundings became more and more desolate, not only deserted, but finally there was no road.

The iron donkey stopped the motorcycle and beckoned us to get out of the car. We kept curling up, and it was a bit boring at this point, and when we came down, we all moved down to let it recover.

I took advantage of the air to look ahead, and there were four very strange mountains.

They were connected, but on each of the peaks there was a large stone, which must have been deliberately carved so that I could tell it to be in the shape of a human being.

The iron donkey knew about this place beforehand, so he told me, "The stones on these four mountains represent the ghosts and spirits. The Mangren tribe is under the protection of their four little ghosts, just behind the mountain. ”

On the one hand, my heart sank, I felt that we were still so far away from the tribe, and our big feet were under a lot of pressure, and on the other hand, I couldn't understand why this reckless tribe was still protected by ghosts, and these four little ghosts were not very powerful gods.

I asked more, the iron donkey shook his head and said that he didn't know the specifics, and he specially emphasized that most of the current domestic Mangren people are in Yunnan, and the Mangren tribe here is just a small branch.

Yunnan is not too far from here, but if you want to migrate on foot, this is not a small amount of work, I think what are the ancestors of the Mangren tribe for? Why do you have to come here? Do you have to thrive under the protection of the ghost?

Of course, this is not something I can figure out all at once. We ended our conversation and started walking into the mountains again.

The old cat is an expert in the jungle, he leads the way in front, and I and the iron donkey follow behind.

The old cat told us to watch our feet, because the weeds were covering our feet and necks, and he said that if we were not careful, we would probably be bitten by poisonous snakes.

I didn't believe it at first, because after joining the special case team, I didn't walk the mountain road, and I didn't encounter a poisonous snake every time, why is this time so special?

But I was wrong, and after walking for less than an hour, the old cat suddenly turned around and rushed to my feet. He also took out his knife and poked it hard.

I was startled, and at first glance I thought he was going to poke me in the foot, but when he raised the knife again, there was a small snake about a foot long hanging on it.

The snake was stabbed seven inches by a knife, and it was already dead, but its mouth was slightly open, and a small stream of venom was dripping down the corners of its mouth.

The old cat deliberately asked me to look at the little snake, does that mean I'm careless?

I thanked the old cat for his gesture, and I was really sad, and my heart said that how many snakes would I have to encounter along the way?

I was left behind, but in order to make myself safer, I swapped with the iron donkey and was sandwiched between them again.

We went on for another hour, when the old cat suddenly stopped and twisted violently.

I was still haunted by the snake encounter, and his actions scared me out. I hurriedly watched my step.

The old cat nodded with satisfaction, and said that I have this kind of mentality. During this time, I also looked at the whole area under my feet, and I didn't find any snakes.

I said in my heart, could it be that the old cat was deliberately testing me? Then he's too inauthentic.

I didn't want to say much about him, so I urged us to continue on our way. The old cat shook his head and said that he was hungry and wanted to eat.

I'm not going to do the math, it's time for dinner. Half of the food we brought was eaten, and the rest was not tasty, like compressed biscuits or something.

But what do you want to eat? As long as I can fill my stomach, all this food is in my backpack.

I took my backpack off and tried to divide the food between them. I also emphasized that let them save some food, otherwise they may go hungry later.

Both the old cat and the iron donkey shook their heads at the compressed biscuits. I didn't understand for a while.

The old cat looked around and said, "Junk food, eating too much will make your stomach uncomfortable, let's get some game!" ”

Iron Donkey agreed. The two of them stopped listening to me and immediately searched for it together.

I saw them walking farther and farther away, and I thought that I couldn't wait for them here alone, so I hurried to follow again.

Then we didn't go less, especially if I couldn't get too close to them, otherwise the old cat would always gesture to me, which meant that I was too quiet.

In the end, the old cat and the iron donkey cooperated, and the old cat discovered the whereabouts of a wild goat through keen observation. The iron donkey also shot the wild goat.

The iron donkey has always been the sharpshooter in my heart, and this time he actually missed, in fact, I can't blame him for playing inaccurately, but the wild goat is too agile.

At the moment of firing, it moved in advance as if it was aware of it.

After being injured, it did not stop, and ran forward desperately. We couldn't have lost the meat in our mouths, so we all tried to follow as fast as we could.

I also reminded the iron donkey to fire two more shots while he was free, and shoot them accurately.

The iron donkey did the same, but it was evil, and every time he shot him, the wild goats would dodge left and right.

Iron Donkey fired a total of three more shots, all of which missed, which was also an insult to a shooter like him, and Iron Donkey was angry for a moment when he threw his gun, but he still held back. And we followed the wild goats like this, and gradually deviated from the original route and ran to another unfamiliar area.