Du Yuan's good friend has only one, named Zhang Liao. When Du Yuan heard this name for www.biquge.info the first time, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why aren't you called Xu Chu!" "Because my father's surname is Zhang." Zhang Liao replied seriously, he was a serious person.

They met at a blind date convention, and they were both men. They were all escorted by their parents, and they couldn't stand the materialistic air in the venue, so they ran out and smoked to suppress their nausea. After borrowing fire from each other, chatting, and getting to know each other.

In the following three years, although the two had different personalities, they became friends because they were able to listen to each other and had similar hobbies. In this era of vertical and horizontal feelings, they are as straightforward as a stream, which disappoints the rotten girls around them.

One Friday night, Du Yuan suddenly received a call from Zhang Liao, saying that he had met a real girl today and wanted to get rid of the single, and wanted Du Yuan to come and see him and check it. About a small teahouse on the bank of the Fujiang River, Du Yuan sat in the company for a day, and also wanted to come out to relieve fatigue, and more importantly, he was curious, what kind of woman caught Zhang Liao in one day? So he agreed.

On the moon, Du Yuan arrived at the agreed place. As soon as he parked the car and didn't wait to unbuckle his seat belt, he saw Zhang Liao running over with a woman in white, pulling the car door, throwing her body into the back seat, and yelling, "Drive!"

Du Yuan wanted to ask what he was doing? Seeing three or four people running out of the corner of the teahouse with a ruler-length in their hands, a thin man at the head raised his hand and raised an object, and suddenly launched it, with a "duo" sound, and the body trembled slightly. Du Yuan hurriedly swallowed this big mouthful of doubt, lit the fire, stepped on the accelerator, roared, and drove towards the city where he came.

Seeing that there was no figure in the rearview mirror, Du Yuan lowered his speed by one gear, and said in his heart not to be photographed speeding, and the points would be deducted. Listening to Zhang Liao in the back seat, he didn't pant so loudly, so he wanted to ask what was going on.

At this moment, the road ahead was full of fog, the moon hid at some point, only the street lights on both sides were swishing backwards, and the car was flickering and dark, and it was impossible to see the face of the woman in the back seat.

Du Yuan was just about to speak, when suddenly his back squeezed hard against the back of the chair, his head shook back, and then he felt that he was flying, his butt was wandering in weightlessness, and the impact sound in his ears was loud but far away. The out-of-control body rushed through the guardrail, pierced the fog, and flew straight into the solemn and sluggish river.

A minute later, a black van sped up, and four people came down, gathered around the broken railing, just looking down at the river, and no one spoke.

After a silence of about a cup of tea, the thin man's mobile phone rang, and he felt out and answered: "Yes...... Right...... Are you sure...... Good. "Wave and lead people to the car and leave. Only the shadow of the dim lights was left, the fog was silent, and the river was silent.

This section of the river is exactly at the bend of the valley, and it is in the rainy season, the wet season, and the depth is up to six or seven meters. Du Yuan's car rolled over on the surface of the river for more than ten seconds, then sank steadily and slowly fell to the bottom of the river. The door on the right side pressed down against the rocky beach, and the door on the left side was deformed in front and back under the inexplicable impact just now, and the river water seeped in through the gaps everywhere.

Du Yuan called out to Zhang Liao, but did not respond. In the dark, I instantly remembered that the two people in the back row were not wearing seat belts, and they must have fainted. So I endured the pain of my cervical spine, and I pulled it with my hands and pushed it with my knees, but the door couldn't be opened! The electric window control failed, and I couldn't lower it!

I wanted to raise my leg and kick the window, only to find that my upper body was restricted by the seat belt, and I hurriedly opened the buckle, and my body couldn't help but slide down to the passenger seat below.

The woman in white in the back seat held the unconscious Zhang Liao with one hand, and struck a match with the other!

At this moment, Du Yuan didn't know what it meant. I just felt a hint of absurdity in panic and despair, and couldn't help but grin bitterly, wanting to say "you should save a little oxygen......" but couldn't say anything, just looked sideways through the gap in the front seat and looked behind in a daze.

The match was two centimeters longer and thicker than usual. The flame is cyan, burning very fast, behind the firelight, a plain face, starlight jumping in the dark eyes, and a calm look makes people feel that this is not at the bottom of the deep river, but like reading at night in the window of a book bar, petty bourgeoisie. Time seems to have slowed down at this moment......

In fact, in just one breath, the flames had already burned to the fingers. The woman shook her wrist and extinguished the only light. In the boundless darkness, with a muffled sound of "pop", Du Yuan felt that his body was stretched and twisted! until he completely lost consciousness.

Du Yuan sat up, and made a click in his neck with force, and couldn't help screaming, so scared! After settling down, I realized that there was an unfamiliar bed under me. Single bed, wooden. Subconsciously reached out and rubbed it, and the texture of the sheets was rough. I hugged the pillow behind me and smelled it, and there was a smell of Artemisia annua.

Du Yuan slowly got out of bed and carefully looked around, the room was very simple. In addition to the bed, there is only a cabinet and a chair, all of which are antique style. Suddenly, his heart moved, he raised his hand and pressed it on his face, and let out a long breath -. I'm Du Yuan or Du Yuan! According to the online novel, I should be reincarnated as a cheap son in a wealthy family in the previous dynasty. Sure enough, the internet is full of scammers.

Zhang Liao pushed the door in, and when he saw Du Yuan's blank look, he immediately shook his head: "Don't ask me, I don't know." I just woke up next door and was a little hungry. There is food downstairs, and I hear your voice and ask you to come along. ”

The bedroom is on the second floor and the dining room is on the first floor. On the wooden table was a wooden plate with two green fruits, like unripe jujubes.

Du Yuan didn't care about the poor food, and grabbed a big chew with his hand, and when he heard the word "eat" just now, he found that he was very hungry. He chewed and muttered his tongue and said, "Do you remember? We were in the water! At the bottom of the river! Yes, you fainted." It's horrible, it's a nightmare! Where is this? How did we get here?"

Zhang Liao shook his head. Du Yuan swallowed the fruit in his mouth: "I don't seem to be so hungry after three days of eating." He reached out and grabbed another green fruit on the plate.

"That's his, one for each person. An indifferent voice sounded, the restaurant was very well lit, and the person who spoke was at the door, with a white dress over his knees, a plain face, and a calm demeanor.

When Zhang Liao saw it, his eyes suddenly shone softly, and his index finger moved slightly. Busy introducing "From the heart, this is my friend Du Yuan." Du Yuan, this is my ...... From the heart. "Wen Congxin. The woman added with a smile, and then added, "You two haven't eaten for three days. ”

Du Yuan had mixed feelings for a while, and the last picture of the bottom of the river came to mind, but he didn't know where to start, and quickly sorted out the complicated information-who she was, where was this, how did she come here, and how did it take three days--and finally chose to say the biggest puzzle: "How did we come up?"

Wen Congxin didn't answer him immediately, first watched Zhang Liao swallow the green fruit that belonged to him, smiled and looked satisfied. Then he said, "Come with me." ”

The yard is not big, with a green fence of bamboo strips, surrounded by some unnamed flowers and plants. Looking back from the courtyard, this two-story building is completely antique, Xu is a country house built by a local tyrant to chase elegance, Du Yuan defined it in his heart.

Wen Congxin did not stop, and led the two of them through the courtyard, turning a maple forest along the small hillside, and suddenly opened up in front of him, and a garbage dump appeared in front of him in a large open space. Yes, a garbage dump. Appear in front of your eyes.

The special feature of this dump can be described as follows: it is not a large pile of garbage, but a small pile of garbage. The garbage was strange, some of it was a table and a few chairs crooked together, some of it was a large truncated tree and a few rocks together, there were broken walls, scrapped cars, and so on.

Wait a minute, scrap the car!? Isn't that my car? Du Yuan walked in front of this pile of garbage in a few steps! That's right, his eight-year-old 100,000-kilometer second-hand car was lying here quietly, lying on his side, exactly the same as the last memory at that time. There was also a pebble and mud from the bottom of the river under the car, and aquatic weeds hung from the tires. But the water is dry, and the grass is withered.

Du Yuan circled around the car and stopped at the trunk of the car, there was a huge dent here, as if it was smashed horizontally by a round giant hammer, which was obviously the root cause of the speeding car falling into the river.

Curiously, a short bar is stuck in the center of this dent. Du Yuan tried to pull it out and take a look, but it didn't work. I tried again with all my strength, but it didn't work. Zhang Liao also came to help, but it was not successful.

Du Yuan turned his head and asked Wen Congxin: "Miss Wen, do you have pliers?" Wen Congxin looked closer, shook his head and said, "No." Du Yuan just wanted to say it, but saw Wen quickly move out from his heart, like pulling chopsticks out of tofu, pulling out the thing, spreading it in the palm of his hand to show everyone - but it was not a steel bar, it was a cluster of crossbow arrows.

Wen Congxin threw away the arrow cluster casually, straightened up and straightened the hair in his ears, and said: "I know that you don't understand a lot of things, I will slowly tell you what I know." As he spoke, he glanced at the two dumbfounded young men and continued, "Then, we still have a lot of work to accomplish. ”

"We?" Du Yuan glanced at Zhang Liao stupidly, and Zhang Liao was also looking at him with the same stupid gaze.

"Yes, we are. "Wen is categorical from the heart.