The mountain road is narrow, and the sound of discussion is not as small as imagined by those mountain people who accompanied their smiling faces and flashed to the side of the road, and these similar words along the way have been lingering in Zhang Lisheng's ears until he walked into the house.

It was only at this time that Zhang Lisheng vaguely understood that everyone in the village seemed to be extremely polite to Daddy before, but Daddy still had a tense face all day long, without a trace of smile, and his personality was withdrawn and weird.

It turns out that the politeness and respect of the villagers are essentially a kind of alienation, which has separated the Zhang family and ordinary people into two worlds for thousands of years.

Sighing depressedly, Zhang Lisheng bolted the heavy wooden door to death.

The bodies in the yard had been removed by the police, leaving only four white chalk figures to replace them.

The blood on the ground was still there, and it looked very eerie in the human form.

After being interrogated for a whole day and night, he finally returned home, and after the tension dissipated, Zhang Lisheng felt tired and had no heart to clean the yard.

After filling a bucket of well water, washing his face, he went back to his bedroom and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, it was already a starry sky on the moon, Zhang Lisheng turned over and got up, walked to the bedroom of his dead father, and picked out several sets of heavily clothed overalls from the wooden box full of clothes.

Slowly savoring the words of Yang Zhengqi in the police car, he slowly understood that he drove the witch worm to poison the 'third brother' who wanted to buy his life with money, which was likely to lead to unexpected revenge out of the legal trap.

In the face of retaliation, Zhang Lisheng must of course regain the strength to protect himself as soon as possible.

As a primordial witch, that force is undoubtedly a witch worm.

So he put on his fat, heavy overalls, rolled up his cuffs and trouser legs, wrapped them in black tape, and walked out of the old mansion with light and silent steps, intending to venture out into the jungle to hunt insects.

The time was already around four o'clock in the morning, and the villagers in the entire mountain village, even the travelers, had fallen asleep, and Zhang Lisheng was walking quietly on the stone road, cold and windy.

Although his magic power had nearly doubled, and it was estimated that the number of times he could refine witch insects should also be increased from two to four, but without the protection of Qinghong, he clearly knew that this trip to the dense forest in the middle of the night would undoubtedly be more dangerous than the first time.

It is best not to go deep into the forest blindly and confidently, it is best to hunt insects only in the area where farmland has been returned to forest, Zhang Lisheng made up his mind, people have already come to the entrance of the village, and by the moonlight he suddenly had two police cars parked in the open space at the head of the village.

The police car turned off the fire, and it was impossible to see the situation in the car clearly from the outside, and no police officer opened the car door and came out to interrogate Zhang Lisheng why he left the village so late.

But Zhang Lisheng vaguely felt that behind the glass of a certain light-shielded car, Yang Zhengqi's eyes were looking at him intently.

Zhang Lisheng thought about it carefully, dismissed his original plan without hesitation, turned around and walked home briskly along the way he came.

In the police car at the head, a drowsy young policeman sitting in the driver's seat looked at Zhang Lisheng's back as he walked away, and said energetically: "Brigade, it's so godly, you guessed it right, this kid is really too bold, he committed such a big thing, and he didn't feel good when he was released back."

It's a pity that this time the police car is parked in an open space, and the target is too obvious, otherwise, with his unscrupulous courage, we will definitely be able to catch some clues. ”

"The goal is obviously right, we are not here to catch Zhang Lisheng's sore feet, but to prevent any conflicts between him and the people of the Yuehai Group in East Guangdong.

Song Lihua and Song Liguo are not like us, we have to pay attention to evidence, since Song Lisheng died in Zhang Lisheng's house, then no matter what the reason, they will definitely let Zhang Lisheng pay for his life, otherwise they will not be able to get over the face of the 'Dao'. ”

"Brigade, aren't we protecting the suspects?" said the young policeman in surprise.

Yang Zhengqi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, opened the window a little, blew a cold wind, lit a cigarette, and said in a low voice: "Of course, we are not protecting the suspect, but preventing the crime."

Xiao Li, do you know how many foreign tourists there are in this small mountain village in front of you, if there are any major criminal cases here, I am afraid that the leaders of the city bureau and even the provincial department will not be able to eat and leave.

But don't worry, we don't have to keep an eye on it for too long, my friend in the provincial department already has a letter, according to him, the Rongcheng consulate has been in contact with Zhang Lisheng's mother very smoothly, if there is no accident, at most two or three days, he will leave Huaguo. ”

While Yang Zhengqi instructed his valued subordinates, Zhang Lisheng had already returned home with a gloomy face.

At the same time, in Yangcheng, the capital of eastern Guangdong, the most economically developed coastal province in China, it is a noisy and bustling and brightly lit central area.

A middle-aged man in a black suit, slightly fat, and a kind and kind expression walked out of the Sheraton Hotel, the earliest landmark building in Yangcheng, which is as high as 79 floors.

Chinese people, especially men with out-of-shape shapes, rarely wear suits as properly as he does.

Under the beige light, the doormen of the hotel bowed in unison: "Song Xian, welcome to your next visit." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Outside the hotel, a pre-owned black German-made Passat (Volkswagen Passat) is parked aside, which looks slightly shabby compared to the luxury cars shuttling back and forth around, but its Guangdong A0001 license plate makes all peers embarrassed.

The middle-aged man strolled to the front of the car, opened the back seat of the Passat himself, and got inside.

"Brother Haizi, where are you going?" the gray-haired, cool-cooled undershirt asked the driver in a loud voice.

"Bishui Garden, I'm tired today, I want to be quiet. The middle-aged man said with a tired wry smile.

"you, I used to have a mouse on the street at four o'clock in the middle of the night, but now the streets are full of cars, and I don't want anyone to live. ”

"With the development of the economy, social communication will naturally get later and later, dogtooth, and you will be tired. ”

"I slept all day during the day, and I was very energetic, I'm talking about you Brother Haizi, you are busy all day long... Alas"

"Although we have already gone through the road, we can't contact us often, businessman, how can you not do this..."The middle-aged man said and suddenly felt the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate.

He took out his mobile phone and looked down to see that it was an anonymous text message, writing: "Don't move when the wind is strong, think about it in the long run, and don't have it."

"'Don't move when the wind is strong, think about it in the long run, and don't have it', hehe, is my brother Song Lihai dying in vain. The middle-aged man muttered to himself, raised his head, and his eyes showed a sharp light like a falcon, and the temperament of the whole person became completely different in an instant.

The driver who was driving in front of him smiled evilly, and said in a low voice without looking back: "Brother Haizi, it's Sun Changting's text message, this cub wants to be the director of the hall, and he wants to go crazy."

I don't need to do something. ”

Song Lihai shook his head and said expressionlessly: "No, the 'Lynx' on the second side's side has already left for western Sichuan."

The third child is also self-inflicted this time, and he has an explanation, so he can get by. ”

Song Lihai said simply, but the driver gasped like a toothache when he heard the word 'bobcat', "I don't know that the lynx was picked up by Mr. Er, and it is very evil."

If he makes a move, then it's absolutely fine. ”

The danger was approaching, but Zhang Lisheng, who knew nothing, could only bolt the door, enter the bedroom and lie down on the bed again.

He couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and finally just sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes, and recited a witchcraft in his mouth.

This thought was a few hours, and by the time Zhang Lisheng closed his mouth dryly, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning.

The progress of one-night cultivation was quite gratifying, and the speed of increasing after the witch power was strong also became significantly stronger, which made Zhang Lisheng, who was originally depressed, a little complacent.

Just as he was thinking that the time for his breakthrough to the Second Witch might be greatly advanced, suddenly a few knocks faintly outside the door disturbed his sweet dream.

Unexpectedly, someone would knock on the door of the Zhang family's old house, Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment, listened carefully, and found that the knock was not his illusion, so he climbed out of bed, ran to the yard and asked, "Who?"

"What's that, Li, Li Shengsheng is an old man, it's me, I'm Taojiadi Hunting Forest. There was a familiar stammering voice outside the door.

Zhang Lisheng hurriedly ran to the gate of the courtyard after hearing this, opened the door, and said with an embarrassed face: "Uncle Hunt, why do you call me that, I'm not an 'old man', this is the era of science and technology, how can there be these words."

You, how good it is for you to call me a mountain bug. ”

Hearing Zhang Lisheng say this, Tao Lielin's tense face outside the door felt a little lighter, but he still didn't let go and said: "In what era, we Miao Wei people have to believe in the 'old man', you are a descendant of the Zhang family, and..."

"Uncle Hunt, my father was hit by a taxi and lost the ground, why do you still believe in the 'old man'.

I know that those four people died strangely, maybe my ancestors really left some town houses, but I am really not an 'old man'. ”

The reluctant and reasonable explanation made Tao Lielin's face soften a lot, "This, this, this..."

"How can I lie to you, Uncle Hunt.

Yes, you're coming to me today to take me to the town bank and deposit my money, right?"

"Yes, you find the insurance company's checks, gift money, and account number, and I'll take you to the town bank on a motorcycle to open an account and deposit all the money. ”

Zhang Lisheng nodded and said, "Uncle Hunt, then you and I will go get the money box, you go into the house and wait." He ran back to his bedroom.

Tao Lielin, who was outside the door, looked at the blood stains in the courtyard and shivered, but he no longer had the courage to step into the Zhang family's old mansion numbly like he did when he was organizing the funeral a few days ago.

He didn't move and shouted on the spot, "What, I'll be waiting for you outside the door." ”