Chapter 200: The Sixteen Monuments of the Wasteland 2

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The more Mrs. Han valued me, the more I couldn't figure out her details. Because at present, she doesn't need to borrow me at all, and she has been able to control the overall situation at will and not take all forces into account.

"Mr. Xia, beside Madame...... Someone like you is needed, a good person who deserves her full trust. She once told me personally that the rivers and lakes are too sinister, and too many people just come to watch her power, and they can't talk about sincerity or insincerity at all. Once the overall situation changes, those who tend to be inflammatory, will be the first to rebel. And you are completely different, Madame trusts you very much, and urgently needs you to put down other things, stay by her side in peace, wait for the opportunity, and lift you up successfully in the rivers and lakes. Fang Fang said.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, because in the world, such a man is called a "soft eater", and he is the most despised by others.

"Come with me to the lake. I gestured to the poplar forest.

Fang Fang immediately shook her head: "No, no, Madame's instructions are to take you back to the platform." ”

I also shook my head: "Fangfang, I found something very strange, four people have just been on my ship. They said a lot of things that inspired me, but I wish I could hear more. I guess they must have come from the mounds on the west bank of the reservoir. ”

This is, of course, my speculation, and has no factual basis.

"It's your intuition, Mr. Xia?" Fang Fang asked.

I nodded, "Yes, it's my intuition, my instincts have always been accurate." ”

Intuitively, the comings and goings of those four people had a strong signal that guided me all the way forward. It's almost as far from here to the platform or to the reservoir, and if you go back to the platform, you'll just spend an evening drinking and listening to music, and if you choose to go to the reservoir, you'll probably get closer to the secret core.

From the eavesdropping device found in the oars, it can be seen that many "smart" people are following Mrs. Han's pace. They don't need to send someone to send a car and go out to investigate, they just need to follow Mrs. Han closely and follow up at the right moment at the critical moment, and they may get a good reward.

Tonight, the eavesdroppers have obtained a lot of useful information. If I don't pick up my pace, maybe they'll get ahead of me.

Fang Fang was silent, neither nodding nor choosing to call to report to Mrs. Han.

"Go, trust me. I held out my hand to her.

"Even if you go, you should take a jet ski?" Fang Fang asked.

I shook my head: "The noise of the motorboat is too loud, and it hasn't approached yet, and it's already startled." Come here, let's go by boat, and we'll be there without knowing it. ”

Fang Fang was still hesitating, and I continued to reach out and take her right hand.

"Mr. Xia, I'm ...... If I do this, is it considered a betrayal of Madame?" Fang Fang still hesitated.

I chuckled lowly: "Not at all, even if we find anything over there, it only belongs to Madame, and we will never take it for ourselves." Are you relieved?"

Fangfang nodded, took my right hand, jumped lightly, and got into the boat.

The two of us sat down on the boat, and I paddled five times with my left oar, and the boat adjusted its direction and paddled straight towards the north shore of the lake.

Ten minutes later, the boat approached the north shore. I went ashore first, and then pulled Fang Fang up.

The shore was overgrown with weeds, covering almost a six-metre-wide asphalt road.

On the other side of the road is a reservoir with a wide surface of water. It is 30 meters long from the shore to the water's edge, and all of them are slopes made of bluestone slabs. A hundred meters to our right, there is a three-gate sluice gate that cuts off the access of the reservoir floodway downstream.

Without delay, I pulled Fangfang to the left and walked along the road to the nursery station.

Fang Fang was very alert and only walked a few dozen meters before realizing my purpose.

"Mr. Xia, all the former barren mounds have been bulldozed, leaving only a dozen tombstones, all of which are piled up under the vegetable garden dam behind the nursery station, and I will take you there. She said.

I followed her, following a sloping path straight west, bypassing the nursery and reaching a sunny Pingba. Pingba is about 30 steps square, and there are neat ridges on it. The vegetables in the field are not well managed, and half of them have been swallowed up by wild grass.

Sure enough, there are broken bluestone tombstones piled up below Pingba, less than 20 in total, some are long and some are short, and the size is different.

As I got closer, I found that none of the tombstones were intact, and even those that were not disconnected from them were mottled and had broken corners.

"Mr. Xia, I remember all the names on the tombstone, which one do you want to find?" Fang Fang asked.

I immediately reported a name: "**Autumn." ”

That is one of the drunken people in the boat, since his name is "**Autumn", of course he is the "dream" in "Garden Nightmare". Find his monument, and the monument of others will not be far away.

Fang Fang shook her head: "There is no such monument, and among all the owners of the tombstones, there is no one surnamed Bai." ”

The side of the tombstone inscription is upward, so with a cursory sweep, you can see the name of the owner on it. Indeed, as Fang Fang said, none of the dead people were surnamed Bai.

Fang Fang said again: "Mr. Xia, with all due respect, ** Qiu is one of the big names in 'Garden Nightmare', if his tombstone appears here, Mrs. Han will be the first to know, and will not let his grave be buried under the nursery." That is disrespectful to the great thaumaturgists, and an insult to the thaumaturgists of the whole world. ”

I didn't answer, and paced back and forth in front of the tombstone three times, perusing the names on it.

There are a total of sixteen tombstones, with different names, but none of them are related to the three words "**autumn", even if the surname is "dream" or "autumn".

Among the sixteen deceased, one surnamed "Zhou", three surnamed "Ji", and twelve surnamed "He", their names are also extremely ordinary, but they are just some "mountains, moons, Yuanqing, sea breeze" and the like, and there is no law to follow at all.

"Isn't my instinct right?" I asked myself.

"Mr. Xia, if you think there are secrets in the stone tablets, I can send someone to transport them back to the villa and study them slowly. There is no need for us to waste time here in the dark, lest the lady be angry. Fang Fang said.

I looked up at the nursery station, and the poplar saplings inside were already high above the roof, densely turned, like hundreds of black spears, piercing straight into the sky.

The reservoir was huge, and the sound of waves crashing on the rocky shore was clearly audible, tight and slow, forming a unique charm. The saplings in the nursery station also have sounds, swaying with the night wind, the leaves continue to make a rattling sound, and the sound of the water echoes each other, one sinks, the other rises, composing a song of nature's dark night sound.

Naturally, the tombstone does not have to be taken back to the villa, there is no way to see it here, and it is also impossible to see it when it is brought back.

"There is no ** autumn's tombstone...... Could it be that their souls appeared on the boat, but not from the barratula?" I closed my eyes again and asked myself, slowly sifting through every word the four of them had said in my mind.

The four of them came and went strangely and suddenly, leaving me with little room to think. I just got here on my gut, but I didn't know what to do next.

The aspen forest acts as a natural barrier separating the lake from the reservoir. It can be guessed that the water in the wild lake was pumped from the reservoir and must have been some kind of tacit deal between the developer and the reservoir party. It is precisely because of this water source that the black swans settle in the reeds of the wild lake.

"Black swans?" I remembered the flock of birds that rose and fell in the reeds.

The black swan is a nationally protected animal, but its meaning is extremely complex. Just like the black cat, which is generally feared by metaphysicians, the appearance of such animals always indicates that something extraordinary is about to happen.

As soon as Mr. Mo appeared, he said that a black swan was buried under the mouth of the wild beaver, which became a delicious meal for the wild beavers tonight.

"Go...... There!" All sorts of chaotic thoughts haunted my mind, and my intuition was like Si Nanyi in the sea, instantly pointing to the nursery station.

"There's no one there, just a deaf and dumb old man guarding the door. We went, but there was not even a door to open the door, and when it got dark, the old man fell asleep and could not hear the door. Fang Fang said.

"Are you familiar with this place?" I asked.

Fang Fang did not admit it, but she did not deny it either.

"Are the black swans in the villa often hunted by wild beavers?" I asked again.

My questions were one east and one west, and there seemed to be no connection on the surface, so Fangfang answered very hard. For each answer, she frowned and thought for a few seconds.

"Not often, in order to protect these black swans, I have ordered the security guards to clear the reeds every month, ambush cages and traps on the trails where the beavers pass, and kill at least forty or more. Since the beginning of this year, there have been no wild beavers hunting black swans. When Mr. Mo said that just now, I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and I felt that I had really been careless. Fang Fang replied.

"When the black swan is hunted, does it happen that something bad happens?" I asked the question I really wanted to know, and stared straight at Fangfang's face.

Fangfang's expression suddenly changed, as if my question had turned into a silver needle, and suddenly stabbed her in the sore spot.

Once again, my instincts came into play, connecting several seemingly unrelated events.

The black swan disappeared, the girl and the boatman entered the ball of light, and I hallucinated in the middle of the lake that four people boarded the boat...... Until now, I can't find the stele of ** Qiu, but I stubbornly believe that the graves of the four people in the "Garden Nightmare" should be located in the barren mound, but they are hidden in an unknown place.

Discovering the inner connection between these things is an accident, but it is also a necessity. People with a particularly strong intuition are always easy to find an opportunity to break through the predicament one step ahead of others.

Now, the death of the black swan is exactly the specific vein that I suddenly glimpsed after several twists and turns.

"I don't know—Mr. Xia, let's go back. The night was too dark and I was a little cold. Fang Fang said.

It was clear that she was prevaricating me in order to avoid my question.

"You go back first, I'll stay a little longer, and then walk back from the shore of the lake. Please tell Madame that I will be very careful and there will be no accidents. I said.

Fang Fang looked around, a little embarrassed: "Mr. Xia, this kind of wilderness, you can rest assured that I will go back alone?"

Of course, this is another excuse, because she is definitely not the kind of person who is timid and afraid of the dark, otherwise how could she become the first favorite general under Mrs. Han?

"Fangfang. I took a step closer to her.

If this kind of close-up action happened before I asked a question, she would have accepted it and would not have dodged, and might have approached me. However, the question I asked created an invisible gap between the two of us, and when I took a step closer, she immediately took two steps back, maintaining the same distance.

This subconscious dodge action made me realize that Fangfang had a ghost in her heart, and "black swan being hunted" was a problem she was very unwilling to face.

"Woo-" A strange sound flickered in the wilderness, and due north, there was a movement similar to that of a lone wolf howling the moon.

"There are wolves howling. Fangfang's voice was very nervous.

"yes, it's a wolf howling. But we all know that wolves don't bark on moonless nights. I replied.

Blue Stone Tahiti is close to Changqing District, and Jinan people have long known that wild wolves have often been seen in the mountains of Changqing District in recent years.

"Mr. Xia, I've been out for too long, I'm afraid that Madame will be surprised and must go back. Fang Fang said.

Her eyes sparkled, as if she was running away from something.