I withdrew my gaze and put it on Chen Zhongyu at my side.

The first time I saw him, Chen Zhongyu gave me a completely different impression from what I knew, I thought that this was a ruthless person with a gloomy personality who only recognized money and not people.

But after contact, I found that in addition to the ruthlessness in his bones, this person is also a little scoundrel.

In the mountains before, Situ Qing gave him Gu, how uncomfortable and painful it was to be Gu, I know very well.

Therefore, I can't tell whether Chen Zhongyu lied or not.

If you didn't lie, you could have said.

If he lied, it could only show one problem, compared to Situ Qing, he was more afraid of the person who really instructed him to kill Liang Fatzi.

Not to mention anything else, just the taste of Gu worms devouring the heart is not something that ordinary people can bear, or in other words, more than nine out of ten people are unbearable.

If under this kind of torture, Chen Zhongyu still doesn't tell the truth, it will be a little shocking.

Just thinking about it, Situ Qing suddenly came to a sudden brake.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Interesting, there's a roadblock ahead!" Situ Qing said with a smile, but anyone could hear the coldness in his voice.

I looked up and looked forward, and on the road ahead, I don't know when, it was occupied.

The people who occupy the road are not one, but a group.

These people are in groups of three or five, squatting on the ground and burning paper money, occupying the entire road.

"Burning paper on the road?"

I squinted my eyes, under normal circumstances, the paper burned is at the intersection, there is no intersection here at all, and those people burn any more paper.

The most important thing is that these people are in groups of three or five, either on the left side of the road, or on the right side of the road, and some in the middle.

From a distance, the firelight stretched for nearly 100 meters.

Today is not the first day of the new year, nor the fifteenth day, let alone a festival, how can so many people come here to burn paper?

Also, there is a situation that is reasonable to burn paper on the main road, that is, where people die, they are burned, not limited to intersections.

But when did so many people die on this road?

In this case, even if you think with your feet, you can know that this is coming for us.

"Situ, who did you talk to when you came here today?" I asked.

"I didn't tell anyone!"

After Situ Qing finished speaking, he asked, "What about you?" ”

"I didn't tell anyone else!"

I shook my head, and then said, "It may be the king of the Wang family!" ”

At the end of these fires is the old Dongshan hidden in the darkness.

Lao Dongshan was originally Huang Sangu's territory, and after Huang Sangu's death, those immortals under it died, fled, and some chose to take refuge in the Wang family.

In other words, the current Lao Dongshan is the territory of the stele king.

Without the permission of the stele king, how dare these "people" burn paper here.

"The king of the stele of the Wang family?"

Situ Qing snorted and said, "He still has a bunch of bad things on his own, so he dares to provoke us at this time?" ”

"Break through?" I asked.

"Rush through!"

Situ Qing sneered and said, "If you want to go back, there is only this way, and you can't do it if you don't break through!" ”

This is true, if you want to pass, there are actually two roads, one is the one in front of us, and the other is the one behind the mountain.

To put it bluntly, this section of the road is a ring mountain road, either the one in front of us, or retreat, go around the old cemetery, and go around to the back of the old East Mountain.

But no matter which way you go, you can't get around Lao Dongshan.

There are people burning paper in front of them to block the road, and it is estimated that there are also people burning paper to block the road.

"Sit tight!"

Situ Qing threw down three words, kicked off the accelerator, and the car jumped out.

More than 30 meters away, in the face of the speeding car, those people were unaware, and still threw pieces of paper money into the fire in front of them.

Thirty meters of distance passed in an instant, and with a roar, the car ran over the first fire.

Confetti was flying, fires were flying, and people were flying up.

"Not human!"

The moment the car hit the first person, I knew that it wasn't the person who was knocked off.

Situ Qing didn't brake, but kicked the accelerator again, and the roar of the car became louder.

"Squeak!"

But a few seconds later, Situ Qing slammed the brake and stepped on it, and the friction between the tire and the ground made a screeching sound.

"Humph!"

Due to inertia, I jerked forward and slammed into my seat with a muffled thud.

After a while, I held on to my seat and looked forward, and there were several stone piers about three meters away from the front of the car.

If it weren't for Situ Qing braking the car, once it hit it, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"!"

I subconsciously burst into a foul language, I didn't intend to make us good by doing this!

Looking around, the road that was originally full of human figures was gone, and only one ring of fire remained.

And right next to the stone pier, there is another road, along this road down, you can drive directly to the foot of the old East Mountain.

At this time, what else I don't understand, what is stopping us is the stele king who replaced Huang Sangu and became the master of Lao Dongshan.