Campfires (2)

There was a bonfire burning in the valley cave.

When the three men led the carriage in, they saw no one in sight.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all felt a little strange, after all, judging from the fire, even if the people in the cave left, it was not long ago, but now that there was hail in the sky, it was not suitable to leave at all.

Duan Taosong volunteered.

"You're here at the campfire, and I'll go to the east to investigate. ”

As he spoke, he dodged into a dark corridor.

This valley cave is really deep and secluded, except for the entrance of the West Gate, the other three sides seem to have a corridor that can be meandered and stretched, will there be someone hiding inside?

Duan Taosong didn't care about it at all.

Duan Taosong pretended to walk shallow steps along the road for more than ten steps, and when there was no sound to the bonfire ring outside, the whole person immediately crawled down, stuck to the surface of the stone mud, and slowly climbed back.

But he put his ear to the wall and listened to the conversation between the two in front of the campfire.

Duan Taosong just wanted to hear how much the two of them suspected of themselves.

Sure enough, Meng Qingyi was whispering to him.

He asked very directly.

"You also heard the wind saying that I was going to attack Xiao Yunchao?"

Meng Qingyi shook his head, and even sighed a little, saying.

"I didn't hear the wind, but I saw the person who let it out. ”

He was slightly surprised.

"Oh?"

Meng Qingyi said.

"The man was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and he looked ordinary, without even a little superfluous feature. Looking back, I had almost forgotten about the face, probably wearing a human skin mask. ”

He understood, he said.

"If one doesn't want others to find it, that's not the only way to do it. ”

In fact, many of the killers also have the same trouble, and they also have to wear human skin masks to hide in Tibet.

He remembered that in that filthy underground tavern, many of the people who came to take on the murder mission had a fake look on their faces.

No one cares what the killer really looks like.

As long as it carries the unveiling and head, it can be exchanged for the due remuneration there.

He doesn't wear a mask because he doesn't fear. Whether he will be retaliated against or not, he is not afraid. At that time, his heart was cold, and there was really no attachment to the world.

Meng Qingyi said.

"There's only one thing that's out of the ordinary. ”

He rubbed his hands on the fire, raised his eyes to look at Meng Qingyi, and said.

"Huh?"

Meng Qingyi said.

"I met that wind medium in a teahouse, and at the same time, I also saw Duan Taosong. ”

He said.

"Duan Taosong is also drinking tea in the same teahouse?"

Meng Qingyi does not deny it.

"Not only did I drink tea in the same teahouse, but I even drank it at the same table. ”

Meng Qingyi smiled and continued.

"Actually, I was originally lost, I originally saw Duan Taosong, and I only hoped that Duan Taosong could take me back to the annex. ”

He stared at Meng Qingyi's face and began to smile, and after a while, he said.

"Do you suspect Duan Taosong?"

Meng Qingyi shook her head.

"I don't know. ”

He asked.

"What are you doing with Duan Taosong?"

Meng Qingyi said.

Duan Taosong wanted to let the wind media intercept the rumors. ”

He moved his head slightly, muttering.

"Isn't that great!"

Meng Qingyi said in a deep voice.

"But Duan Taosong is Du Bazhi's person after all. ”

He stared at each other.

"What about Du Bazhi's person?"

Meng Qingyi said.

"If it's Du Bazhi, you can't believe it. Du Bazhi insisted on asking you to come, but Du Bazhi clearly knew that he shouldn't ask you to come. ”

His voice suddenly sounded like a needle.

"Why shouldn't I come? There's something, don't you know?"