Miao Cuishan's words seemed to have something in his words, and I wanted to ask in detail, but he didn't want to say anything more, so he just asked me to release Lili and help her overtake it, and then told me the location of Mujiazhuang.

"Along this road to the west, two hundred miles away, there is a Hengduan Mountain, and on the mountain is Mujiazhuang."

Miao Cuishan told me that he would stay here until noon on the third day, and that if I didn't come back before twelve o'clock, he would decide that I had failed in my mission, and that I would not want to find him again.

I nodded, didn't say anything, and bowed my hand to Miao Cuishan, and said goodbye and left.

"Mr. Cheng, let me go with you!"

On the way, Shi Yingzi proposed: "The generation of Mujiazhuang is high and the road is deep, and it is inaccessible, and listening to the words of Miao seniors, there must be something strange in Mujiazhuang!" ”

"It's okay,"

I said, "There are still many things waiting for you to deal with over there in the Yin-Yang Association, so you don't have to follow this trip, I will be careful." ”

"But ......"

"I brought you back from the City of Death, but I don't want to put you in danger again, otherwise I and the fourth sister will not be able to explain, let's go."

Shi Sakurako wanted to say something, but I waved my hand so that she didn't have to say more.

Shi Sakurako could only sigh and let me contact her at any time if I had something, and after saying that, she turned around and left.

I first went back to the incense candle shop and told Lonnie Miao Cuishan about the mission, and asked her to run with me.

"As for Bai Ze, there has been no quiet news now, and he probably has no thoughts, so don't call him."

"Good!"

Lonnie nodded, didn't say anything, the next morning, we found Hu Zihua, told him to prepare some necessary items, and then walked out of the incense and candle shop, took a car, and rushed to Mujiazhuang!

According to the direction indicated by Miao Cuishan, we went all the way west, got off the bus near Hengduan Mountain, and then trekked all the way, walked for more than an hour, and finally saw a mountain road.

At the beginning of the mountain road, there is a sign with a large line of letters: "Fifteen kilometers up, Mujiazhuang." ”

Ronnie and I looked around and started our way up the hill.

The trail winds along the side of the ridge with steep walls on one side and loose guardrails on the other, and below the railings is a bottomless cliff.

At this time, it was close to noon, and the sun was shining hotly, which only made people feel parched.

The ridge next to it was bare, except for the craggy rocks, not even a single plant could be seen, and the surrounding was quiet, except for the rustling sound of me and Lonnie stepping on the ground, as if the two of us had come to a mysterious mountain area that no one had ever set foot in.

After walking for a while, I was already sweating, so I took out a bottle of water and drank it, and as I drank it, I looked under the guardrail at the same time.

Suddenly, I noticed a lake under the cliff, the water was as green as a mirror, and there was no ripple on the surface of the water.

An old man dressed in a cloak and a hat on his head, holding a fishing rod in his hand, was sitting on the shore fishing.

The lake is surrounded by thousands of miles of wild fields, deserted, only the old man sits there alone, maintaining a fixed posture, not moving at all, like a painting.

I wondered where this old man came from, why he didn't move, and whether he really came to fish.

"That old man, something is not quite right."

At this time, Lonnie also noticed the old man at the bottom of the cliff, and immediately said in a deep voice.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if he's a human or a ghost, it has nothing to do with us anyway."

It's not uncommon for some mountain spirits and monsters to appear in this kind of wilderness, and as long as he doesn't interfere with us, I'm not going to figure out what he's doing.

Lonnie and I continued to walk up the mountain road, and after walking for a while, I saw that the old man was still sitting on the edge of the lake, motionless.

It stands to reason that we have walked for more than twenty minutes, and we have walked a few kilometers, but why does that old man still appear in my sight, and keep the same distance as just now.

It's as if he and the lake are moving as we move forward!

So I simply looked ahead, stopped looking at him, and after walking for a while, I suddenly heard the sound of a car behind me.

When I turned around, I saw that a truck was moving along the mountain road, moving at a high speed.

On such a narrow and winding mountain road, he actually drove at a speed of nearly 100 miles, which is simply looking for death!

I wanted to warn the driver, so I waved my arm at the truck to slow down, but the driver was expressionless, just stared ahead, and drove straight towards me and Lonnie.

"Get out of the way!"

Lonnie was quick and pulled me to the side of the ridge, only to hear a roar, and the truck, clinging to my face, roared past me, and the exhaust almost sprayed in my face!

Wouldn't this stupid fork driver look at the road?

I was about to scold the driver, but the next scene made me thrilling!

Thirty meters in front of us was a turn, and the truck passed in front of us, but instead of braking and slowing down, it crashed into the guardrail next to it!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the improvised guardrail was directly smashed to pieces, and the truck immediately fell head-down and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff!

Lonnie and I hurried over and looked down.

I saw that the truck fell on a pile of rocks, only a dozen meters away from the fishing man.

The truck driver, who was seriously injured, struggled to climb out of the front of the car, his face covered in blood, and cried out for help as he crawled to the fishing man.

However, the old man still sat firmly on the shore, staring at the quiet lake, deaf to the accident that happened behind him!

Is this old man deaf?

I couldn't hold it anymore, so I threw myself on the guardrail and yelled at him.

"Old man, save people, it's right behind you!"

It's just that although I shouted desperately, the old man remained motionless, and did not pay attention to the life or death of the truck driver.

The truck driver squirmed the ground, leaving a long pool of blood on the ground, and after a while, he used all his strength and lay on the ground, motionless.

I was furious to see a large living man die in front of me, and if it weren't for the cliff, I would have rushed over to see what that old man was!

"I feel like the driver just now seems to have fallen for a trick."

At this time, Lonnie said in a deep voice: "Under the effect of this blinding, he didn't see us, nor did he see the turn sign in front of him, so he rushed down the cliff." ”