Xie Nanhua called an assistant and told her that he was going out for a few days. Asked her to revise her work plan and booked her two fastest tickets.

We each went home and packed our things briefly, and made an appointment to meet at the airport. After getting on the plane, Xie Nanhua didn't communicate with me much, he took out the small notebook he had with him, and sketched the information tree on it while thinking. Looking at his serious and professional attitude, I am really a little ashamed, thinking back on my experience in Long City, the way of thinking about problems and the means of dealing with emergencies is really naïve. Let people fiddle with it and go with the flow.

Xie Nanhua and Xie Ling are completely two styles. He is clean, conscientious, and thorough. But he is the same as the bell, and he is down-to-earth. Stay here and cheer.

On the plane, I couldn't help but ask him why he had changed his mind.

Xie Nanhua pondered for a moment, took out the envelope handed over by Aunt Zhang from his bag and handed it to me: "Take a look." ”

I poured out an old photograph of three people in the envelope with an old tower in the background. The black-and-white photograph is slightly yellowed, has a deep precipitation of time, and should have been stored for a long time.

There are three people in the subject of the photo, one of whom is an adult and the other two are children. This adult looked familiar, and I recognized it. He is Xie Zixiao, Xie Ling and Nanhua's father. Then the identities of the two beautiful children next to him are also about to come out, one is Xie Ling, and the other is Xie Nanhua.

The child in the photo is only about seven or eight years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but both of them have a vicissitudes and maturity on their faces that are not commensurate with their age. This photo speculates that twenty years of history is there.

"Aunt Wang, I still have some impressions," Xie Nanhua said, "she is Uncle Ye's wife." When we were kids, we went to Long Thanh to play, and she was very nice to me and reconciled with the bell. ”

I guess why he changed his mind, this photo should have a deep meaning to him.

"What irreconcilable contradictions are there between you and the bell?" I asked.

Xie Nanhua shook his head: "Luo Dao, don't ask, this is related to my **, I don't want to mention it again." "He took the picture. Rubbing it gently with his slender fingers, his expression was gloomy: "I really don't want to grow up." Aunt Wang's purpose of sending me this photo, she has already achieved it. This time, I can be regarded as benevolent and righteous......"

He didn't want to say, and I was too embarrassed to ask. The plane arrived at the destination quickly, and after getting off the plane, we took the bus and arrived at Long City as soon as possible.

When we walked into the inn, Aunt Wang saw us at the door. immediately greeted him, looked Xie Nanhua up and down, grabbed his arm, and said with a crying voice: "Nanhua...... It's really you...... You're a dead kid, it's finally here! Did you forget your aunt? It hurt you so much when I was a child. ”

Xie Nanhua's lips trembled, trying his best to hide his feelings, he took a deep breath and held Aunt Wang's hand: "Auntie......"

"What are you called Auntie, forget what you called me when you were a child?"

Xie Nanhua was a little embarrassed, and said softly for a long time: "Mom......"

A mother completely made Aunt Wang cry, she covered her face and walked to the front desk, took out a tissue and wiped our tears on our backs, and complained in her mouth: "This dead child, how many years, do you know how many years I have been waiting for you?!" Not once did he come to see me. When your Uncle Ye was alive, I was still complaining, and he told me that the children were busy when they were older, so I could understand more. I understand, but I miss you......"

Aunt Wang arranged a separate room for him, and then dragged him to catch up. At noon, we had a meal together at the restaurant. At the dinner table, Aunt Wang asked Xie Nanhua if she had any plans for coming here and what she needed her help to do.

Xie Nanhua looked at me and said, "I want to go to the Valley of the Blind immediately and rescue Old Man Wang." Human lives are at stake, and other things will be discussed. ”

I put my mind at ease, this person is still quite sensible.

Xie Nanhua looked at Aunt Wang, a little embarrassed: "Auntie, I'd better call Auntie first." ”

Aunt Wang was in a good mood and said that you looked at it.

"Auntie, can you help contact the people in the organization, such as Boss Ersa. I wanted to go to the murder scene of the female deceased and take a look at it on the ground. Xie Nanhua said.

Aunt Wang thought for a while and said, "I'll try my best to help you get in touch, Boss Isa has always been in sight." ”

"Even if it's not him, someone else can. As long as I can go and see it. Xie Nanhua said.

I saw that the two of them were chatting about the same, so I asked Aunt Wang about the aftermath of Lin Faguang. Aunt Wang told me that Lin Faguang was cremated the day after tomorrow, and the notice was notified, and there may be many people to see him off. Speaking of this, Aunt Wang said to Xie Nanhua: "Why don't you go too, maybe you can see old acquaintances in the organization, which may be helpful for what you want to do in the future." ”

Xie Nanhua thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't want to alarm too many people, I'll go back when the things here are done." ”

Aunt Wang sighed and didn't say anything more.

After dinner, we simply packed up our things into the mountain, and Xie Nanhua and I set off. This time to the Valley of the Blind, Aunt Wang provided a very close route, so there was no need to go to the reservoir to row over. We followed the route she had taken, through the city to the outskirts, and soon into the mountains.

It is said that it is a shortcut, but in fact, it has to go over the mountains. After walking for more than three hours, we came to the path that led to the locust tree spirit. I pointed to the end of the path and said, Uncle Wang is here.

Xie Nanhua didn't rush in, took out a red rope from his pocket and asked me to wrap it around my wrist. "This thing has opened the light and can ward off evil spirits." He said.

We walked down the path, and after walking a short distance, I grabbed him: "Nanhua, this is the statue of the ghost." ”

Deep in the silence of the woods, the stone statue of the ghost still stands, motionless. Xie Nanhua asked me to stand where I was, and he walked in with a branch. It was dark here, and his figure gradually merged into the darkness, which seemed particularly blurry, except for the flashlight in his hand.

I could barely see him standing in front of the statue of Onicha, as if he was reaching out and caressing the top of the statue's head, not knowing what to do. After a short time, he came out of the woods with a grim expression.

I asked what was wrong.

He stretched out his hand, and I shone it with a flashlight, only to see that the flesh and blood of his left hand were blurred, and the blood flowing out was mixed with the black stone powder, red, red, black and black, which was shocking.

"You, what did you do?" I asked in surprise.

"This statue has a weird aura. I slit open my palm and mixed it in with the blood, just to remember its breath. Without much explanation, he asked me to open a bottle of mineral water and help him clean his palms.

We continued on our way and soon came to the end of the trail. There are two large trees here, with a red line hanging in the middle, which looks like a road closure.

"There's the circle inside." I whispered.

Xie Nanhua nodded, made a gesture for me not to enter, and he leaned over and got under the red line. The forest was deep and foggy, and his figure quickly disappeared inside.

I waited by the tree, and no one came out for a while. Anxiously looking at his watch, he realized that less than ten minutes had passed. I told myself to hold my breath, and just then I heard the crunch of a bell in the depths of the woods.

The bell is very crisp, like a hollow valley dripping water, and like a stone falling into the clear water, rippling in bursts. At this moment, hearing this strange sound is really a little eerie.

I shone my flashlight into it, but the light couldn't penetrate the thick fog. I couldn't help it, so I shouted: "Xie Nanhua, Xie Nanhua, are you okay?" ”

After a long time, a figure gradually walked out of the thick fog, holding a flashlight in his hand, and the light flickered. He slowly came to the front, it was Xie Nanhua.

His face was expressionless, his gold-rimmed glasses shone brightly, and his face was extremely cold. He came out from under the red line, and I hurriedly asked, "How is it?" See Uncle Wang? ”

Before I could finish speaking, without warning, Xie Nanhua suddenly flew out with a punch that hit me in the stomach. My stomach twitched, and I clutched my stomach and screamed. He grabbed me by the neck with great force, like a bull, and pushed me against the tree.

"What are you doing here?" I cried out in pain. His eyes were hidden behind cold lenses, staring at me closely.

"Luo Dao, you are really good enough, you actually colluded with the evil man to design to harm me!"

He punched me in the stomach again, and I was so slumped in pain that I squatted on the ground.

Xie Nanhua pushed his glasses and strode back.

I held back the pain and ran over to grab him: "Xie Nanhua, I can't understand a word of what you said, what's going on?" ”

"Still pretending?" Xie Nanhua looked at me.

"If you die, you will let me die to understand." I said breathlessly.

"Okay." Xie Nanhua said: "After I went in just now, I saw the old man Wang you mentioned. I was about to go over to save him when I felt something was wrong with his breath. ”

"What? He's dead? I asked.

Xie Nanhua snorted coldly: "The aura on his body is the same as the aura of the ghost in the forest just now!" ”

I was dumbfounded: "This, how is this possible?" What's going on? ”

Xie Nanhua said: "Fortunately, I made a blood sacrifice and remembered the feeling of ghost breath." As soon as I saw Old Man Wang just now, my palms hurt, and something was wrong at that time. The closer I got to him, the stronger the feeling of aura resemblance became. It is certain that the old man Wang and the statue of the ghost are from the same source, since the ghost is set up by an evil man, then the old man Wang is the murderer behind it. ”

"What?!" I was stupid, "No way, absolutely impossible." ”

Xie Nanhua said: "I saw that the situation was not right, so I quickly withdrew. I only now understand that Old Man Wang and Lin Faguang played double reeds and designed all kinds of things, not only to trap the bell, but also to have another purpose, that is, even I will be harmed! If you don't know, it can only mean that you are a mallet, and you are played by people from beginning to end! ”

He didn't say much, strode out, and I looked at his back as he faded away, and I was already stupid.

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