"Okay." Chu Guangtou nodded, he didn't dwell on this anymore, he knew what to ask and what not to ask.

"Go on." A slightly cold voice outside the camera said.

"The third master was in a hurry to go to Xisha, so he asked me to take the dumb photo to inquire about the area in Guangxi, and it took me two months to find some clues in a small village called Banai in Shangsi."

"An old man in the village recognized the mute Zhang, and took me to find the place where he once lived, that place used to be a hall of the fourth grandfather, and the dumb Zhang lived in a stilted building, which was relatively remote, I sneaked in, the furnishings inside were very simple, a table and a bed, and there were many photos pressed under the glass on the table, because I was afraid of being discovered by the people of the fourth grandfather, I didn't dare to move, and only took a photo casually."

"What I didn't expect was that the fourth grandfather had already sent someone to target me, and as soon as I went out, I was caught by his people, and then ...... You should also know about the lama in Changbai Mountain."

"I have no other way but to deal with the third master with him."

"You said there was a big secret hidden in the photo, what is it?" Zhang Qi asked.

"I can't say!"

Chu Guangtou's expression was terrified to the extreme, and his whole person was trembling.

"Tsk......" Zhang Qixun knocked on the table casually, "My patience is very limited."

A wry smile tugged at the corner of Chu Guangtou's mouth, "This master, I told you everything I could say, the rest of the things, the water behind is too deep, I said it today, without a cup of tea, what you see is my corpse."

"I still advise you to stop as soon as possible, if you have to check, you can only go to that house and see it with your own eyes, and you will naturally understand."

The video shook a few times, and the picture finally froze, Chu raised his eyes, as if he was looking at something, but he didn't, and his dim eyes showed endless exhaustion.

Wu Xiaoxie pressed the back button, and when he straightened his waist, he realized that his neck was sore.

"How?" He looked at the little brother and the fat man, "Muyu means that we should also go to that place called Banai in Guangxi."

"Then go ahead." The fat man stretched, "That kid Muyu even has the little brother's ID card ready, obviously expecting this day."

The little brother was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Photos."

"Oh, yes." Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly picked up the camera and began to rummage, and a yellowed and old photo jumped out at once.

Wu Xiaoxie only glanced at it, and then gasped, "Golmud Sanatorium!"

There is a watermark in the upper right corner of the photo, which reads "1984 Golmud Sanatorium" as if in relief.

In the photo, in the old and gloomy room, there is a shadow standing straight behind the screen.

The light shone through the screen, and the black shadow shone very clearly, and at first glance it seemed that there was a man in a very wide robe, and somehow hung down from above, because the two shoulders of the black shadow looked like they had collapsed, and he shrugged his neck like a hangman.

Wu Xiaoxie shuddered, his fingers unconsciously pressed the next one, and another photo popped up, the same as the previous one, except that the details were processed, and the shadow hanging behind the screen looked clearer.

"This man...... Hey, why does it look like a deformity?" The fat man touched his chin and wondered.

"And this perspective, have you noticed, it feels like someone squatting on the ground and peeping in through the crack in the door."

If you look closely, you can see that the angle of view of the photo is tilted upwards, which makes the picture appear to be magnified and top-heavy.

Wu Xiaoye looked at the little brother, "Do you remember anything?"

The little brother shook his head slightly, obviously still the same.

"Let's see if there's anything else left behind." The fat man pointed to the camera.

The photo jumps to the next one, which is a piece of paper torn from a notebook with a string of addresses written on it.

The fat man nodded, "This should be the little brother's home, call that kid Muyu and ask him what he is doing now, let's pack up and get ready to go to this place."

Fang."

Wu Xiaoxie put the phone to his ear, waited for a few seconds, and said in discouragement, "I still can't get through."

"Maybe Muyu has already set off for Guangxi in advance, so let's hurry up." The fat man said.

Two days later, the three of them boarded a plane to Nanning and then transferred to a train to Shangsi.

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Zhang Qixun, who was missed by them, had just arrived in the most remote county town in southeastern Tibet at this moment, where it had just rained coldly, and Zhang Qixun was wearing a thin velvet jacket and dressed simply.

He came here to find someone, he hadn't seen her in two months, and he didn't know how she was adapting here.

At the beginning, there was no field trip, only gave A-Ning an address of Motuo, and I don't know where she is hiding now.

Zhang Qixun was ready to stay here for a few more days, and asked the locals to find a hotel, but before he got close, he had a familiar feeling.

Following the induction and walking forward, passing through a small patch of crowded tiled houses, and turning several corners in a row, Zhang Qixun wandered around the pile of buildings like a headless fly for half an hour, and then sadly found that he seemed to be lost.

He muttered a little depressedly, "It's weird, I obviously feel like it's here, why can't I turn out?"

Scratching his face, seeing that there was no one nearby, Zhang Qixun kicked on the low wall and climbed onto the roof with a little force, stepped on the mottled tiles and walked forward for a while, and the sense of the safety buckle became closer and closer.

Seeing the small courtyard under the eaves, Zhang Qixun jumped down like a civet cat with light hands and feet, patted a little dust accidentally stained on the corner of his clothes, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Turning his head suddenly, he found that on the small stone steps under the eaves behind him, in a simple kennel, there was a sturdy wolf green who was hunched his back, his eyes burning, staring at him fiercely.

"Ahh

Zhang Qixun sighed in his heart that he was unlucky, thirty-six plans, and slipped into the upper plan.

As soon as his feet moved, the wolf green roared and jumped out of the nest, like a hungry tiger pounced, and rushed to Zhang Qixun's neck with a bloody mouth.

Zhang Qixun took two steps back, and just as he was about to move, he saw that the wolf Qing was standing where he was staying, and his four claws were scratching and scratching, scratching a dirt pit on the ground, which was extremely fierce.

It's a pity that all attacks are restrained by a big thick iron chain around the neck, and no matter how vicious it is, it is in vain.

Zhang Qixun patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, it was so dangerous that he almost saw blood.

There was movement in the house, and it was obvious that the owner of the small courtyard was alarmed and was about to come out to check.

Zhang Qixun was about to slip away, and suddenly sensed that the location of the safety buckle was actually in this small courtyard.

After a moment's hesitation, the door opened from the inside, and a pretty boy with short hair ran out of the room, still holding a machete in his hand.

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