I heard Qian Sheng say just now that there may be hidden content in this half of the notebook.

Lin Yi was still thinking about how to open his mouth to Teacher Song and borrow this notebook to take a look.

Unexpectedly, he himself offered to let them take these materials away.

"In this way, we will take the information, find a place to make a copy and make it into an electronic version, and send it to the relevant person in charge of us, so that they can proofread and check and fill in the gaps, and then we will send the original information back to you intact."

The number of words in this book is not much, but it was written word by word by Mr. Song back then, and in order to strive for neatness and neatness, there was no alteration throughout the book.

Now that the old man is approaching his old age, it is also a thought that the handwritten manuscript of this book will remain with him.

"Okay, just do as you say."

Teacher Song solemnly handed over the two books to Lin Yi.

Leaving the community, the four men and soldiers split into two roads.

Qian Sheng took Bai Lu back to the hotel to study the contents of the hidden notebook.

Wang Qiang drove Lin Yi and went to meet Wu Jingshan.

When he came out just now, Lin Yi glanced at the news sent by Wu Jingshan, who originally told them that they were going to lock down the area, but I don't know where the news leaked, gathered a large number of reporters and many self-media people, as well as many citizens, drove to the hinterland of the desert, went to the scene to shoot videos, and uploaded them to their social media.

There were only three or four people who maintained order at the scene, and dozens of people rushed in at once, and the scene was a little out of control.

Wu Jingshan and the relevant local person in charge have already driven to the scene.

"It's hard to persuade damn ghosts, what is there to watch in this place!"

Wang Qiang was driving, scolding hatefully.

I haven't figured out what the hell is going on here.

So many people gathered in the past, and once the mechanism was triggered, they were strung in, and the consequences were unimaginable.

"Leave it to fate!"

Lin Yi reached out and rubbed his temples.

"But then again, can Mr. Song's book really be published?"

"It must be possible, even if we spend some money, we have to let this book be published, we can't chill Mr. Song's heart."

"That's okay, the old man has been rooted in the northwest all his life and dedicated his life to the cause of education, I admire such a person from the bottom of my heart, and the money for publishing the book is my share."

"It's like a human saying."

"Is there anyone you boast about?"

According to Wu Jingshan's position, Wang Qiang drove the car all the way into the Tengger Desert in Mingqin County.

From the rut marks on the ground, it can be seen that a lot of vehicles have poured in in a short period of time.

After about an hour of driving, they saw a lot of cars in front of them, parked in a mess.

The staff in police uniforms at the scene held electric horns and loudly maintained order.

Four blue and white police cars were parked, a cordon was set up around them, and an ambulance was seen at the scene that was still flashing its alarm.

As soon as Lin Yi and the others got out of the car, they were dragged aside by Wu Jingshan, who was waiting there.

"You don't talk about dressing up, the order here has finally stabilized, and as soon as you big Internet celebrities appear again, it will be all messed up."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about it."

As he spoke, the two took out sunglasses and masks from their pockets and put them on.

"Tell me, what's going on now?"

"On the way here, two onlookers fell into the sewage tank. The pumping equipment is still on the way, and the ambulance arrives first, waiting for rescue. ”

"What am I talking about, what am I talking about, it's hard to persuade the damn ghost, you said you have nothing to do with it?"

"It's too late to say anything, just wait for the pump to come over and see what the hell is going on here before making a decision."

The crowd of onlookers at the scene all held up their mobile phones, and it was a video and a live broadcast.

Lin Yi looked in from the cracks in the people on the periphery and observed the surrounding situation.

According to information provided by Wu Jingshan, this was originally the site of a freshwater lake in a desert area.

Because the Tengger Desert is a mobile desert affected by the monsoon, countless lakes appear and are buried every year.

So, this gives these polluters an opportunity.

Zhongwei's papermaking company drove its car to the boundary of Wuwei to discharge sewage;

Wuwei's polluting enterprises will also discharge sewage to the Zhongwei territory.

Anyway, you are the first year of junior high school, and I am the fifteenth, and the two sides have fought countless lawsuits because of this matter, and it has not been clarified until now.

The company that caused the accident was the paper mill in Zhongwei, which came to the desert to discharge sewage in the autumn and winter, and several tankers were fan-shaped and parked high on the edge of the lake.

When the pipe was stretched out and the water was discharged into the lake, a partial collapse occurred.

The drivers of the cars were sitting around lit a bonfire to keep warm, and then they were swept into the lake.

According to the car's dashcam, after falling into the lake, they struggled for a moment as if they were caught by something, pulling them to the bottom of the lake.

After about two hours, blood began to pour out of the surface of the lake, and the remains of the men began to float on the surface.

The part of the site that collapsed has been surrounded by a cordon.

Just opposite it, the cordon stretched out for a long distance, and it seemed that it should be the location where the person who had just watched the excitement was inadvertently slipped off.

After looking at the terrain, he quietly sat back in the car and took out the compass from his backpack.

At this time, although it was already eight o'clock in the evening, the sky was still bright.

The farther you go to the northwest, the later it gets darker, and the stars can't be seen for the time being, so you can only judge the feng shui pattern here according to the direction of the earth's leylines here.

As soon as the compass was opened, after only one glance, Lin Yi's brows were twisted into a Sichuan character.

"What's the situation?"

"This is a 'white tiger raising its head' pattern, and the killing aura is too heavy."

"The White Tiger Raising Its Head" is the three most ferocious feng shui patterns in the Kanyu Theory.

As the saying goes, it is better for the green dragon to be tall than for the white tiger to raise its head.

It is rumored that the white tiger among the four elephants is transformed by the evil qi between heaven and earth, a silver white body, eyes like copper bells, and a mouth like a blood basin, its appearance symbolizes killing and war.

Taoism refers to it as "prison soldiers", and in different Taoist scriptures there are titles such as "emperor", "holy general", "divine general" and "ghost hunter".

"White Tiger, guarding the west, belonging to gold, the main killing, the murderous aura here is too heavy, it is not suitable to stay for a long time!"

"Counting the two unlucky ghosts who just fell, eight people have already died, can the murderous aura not be heavy?"

"That's not what I'm talking about, there's something weird about this land."

While the two were discussing, a commotion suddenly erupted in the crowd.

"Look, the two people who fell into it just now seem to be floating!" (End of chapter)