Longbei Ancient Village 4

  Wen Baiyu saw that he was always lowering his head to look at his hands, and couldn't help but poke Wan Jingshou with a curious expression. Only then did Wan Jingshou raise his eyes.

  The cripple and the man with sunglasses finished speaking, the cripple seemed to be very afraid of the hand in the bucket, so he urged the other person to hurry up and leave, and the two went down the mountain.

  Wen Baiyu stood up from the grass, stroking his chin and said: "These two people are definitely hiding something, and they're talking about something that happened twenty years ago. What exactly is it? It seems to be very serious."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou just shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

  Two people returned to the guesthouse to rest in the afternoon, Wen Baiyu always stayed at home, and at most went to a small restaurant for a day, basically without any exercise. Suddenly climbing mountains was unbearable, and in the afternoon, her legs were sore and her waist hurt, so she prepared to lie on the bed and not go anywhere.

  Wen Baiyu said: "I always feel that going out to play is just asking for trouble, I don't know why so many people like going out to play."

  He fell asleep soon after he finished speaking. When he opened his eyes again, it was surprisingly dark outside the window, and the darkness was very thorough.

  Wen Baiyu was woken up by hunger, his stomach growling with hunger. He lifted his head and saw Wan Jijing sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him and saying: "Awake?"

  "Wen Baiyu rubbed her eyes and sat up, saying: 'I actually slept for so long, it's already dark... I'm so hungry, have you eaten? Let's go downstairs to eat.'"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou stood up and said: "Not yet, let's go together. But I don't know if they still serve dinner downstairs now."

  Wen Baiyu was a bit puzzled, picked up her phone and took a look, it was already midnight!

  Wen Baiyu repeatedly checked the clock on her phone several times, confirming that it was indeed midnight and she hadn't misread it. No wonder she woke up hungry, having slept for so long.

  Wen Baiyu quickly jumped out of bed and said: "It's already midnight, you haven't eaten yet, you should have woken me up."

  He said, hastily opening the door. As soon as he opened it, a faint creaking sound was heard, "creak..." The quiet and dark corridor was pitch black without any light, making this faint sound particularly eerie...

  Wen Baiyu suddenly didn't dare to move, and saw a black shadow walking out of the room not far away. He had a strange figure, and when he walked, he limped. On his back, he carried a black, bulging thing that looked like a travel bag, but it was too dark to see clearly.

  It's that cripple.

  Wen Baiyu was acting strangely, the cripple seemed to be intentionally lightening his movements, and when walking, he would turn his head three times with each step, as if checking if someone was following him.

  Wen Baiyu immediately withdrew his head, a curious thought rising in his mind. He turned back to face Wan Qi Jinghou, raised an eyebrow, and then silently pointed outside.

  Wan Qi Jinghou walked over, just in time to see the cripple going down the stairs, his movements very light, walking on the bamboo-made staircase, making a "thud... thud... thud..." muffled sound.

  Wen Baiyu was afraid to speak loudly, so he leaned in close to Wan Jingshou and whispered: "He's going out this late and being all secretive, there must be something wrong."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou only felt a warm and gentle breath on his ear, a warmth that was different from his own low temperature, making him feel a strange feeling deep down, as if it was fermenting, spreading little by little, yet very familiar...

  Wen Baiyu had once asked Wan Jiahui who he was and why he went to work as a waiter at the small restaurant, Wan Jiahui replied "I don't know" at that time. Actually, it wasn't Wan Jiahui's perfunctory answer, but really didn't know.

  He has no fixed abode since his memory began, wandering in various cities. He doesn't remember anything, not even who he is or what he wants to do. He vaguely remembers that he wants to find something, but can never find it. Wan Qi Jing Hou is very familiar with the ancient tomb, and over the years, he has been down one tomb after another, but still can't find what he wants in his heart.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou sometimes felt bewildered, without family, friends or even a clear direction. No matter how severe the injury, Wan Jie Jing Hou would never die, his wounds would slowly and automatically heal. If it weren't for the real pain, perhaps he would feel that everything was an illusion.

  Especially, Mo Jie Jing Hou's body temperature was very low. He never touched anyone, otherwise he would be loudly accused of being a monster. Wen Bai Yu's body temperature was high, carrying a warm feeling that made some of the memories hidden deep in Mo Jie Jing Hou's heart loosen...

  Wen Baiyu saw Wan Kuang Jinghou frowning, seemingly thinking about something. As he watched the cripple leave the inn, he quickly patted him and said: "Let's follow up and take a look."

  He said he was going to leave, but Wan Gui Jing Hou said, "Wait a minute."

  He finished speaking and turned around, striding into the room, picked up a travel bag, then said: "Let's go."

  Wen Baiyu was particularly excited, his curiosity was very heavy. In fact, he was not brave at ordinary times and didn't dare to watch horror movies by himself. When watching horror movies, he would always pull Tang Zi together. However, he didn't know why, but as long as Wan Kuang Jing Hou followed him, everything seemed not scary anymore.

  Two people quickly went downstairs, and I don't know if the noise was too loud or not. The old man who was lying on the counter to keep watch at night suddenly woke up.

  The old man saw them and smiled: "Young fellow, going out so late? Taking your wife to see the wild scenery?"

  "Haha......haha......"

  Wen Baiyu smiled dryly and said: "Ah... yes old man, you should rest too, it's getting late."

  The old man smiled with a deep meaning and said: "You young people are just too proud, don't forget, bedside table!"

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Two people walked out of the inn under the old man's profound gaze, just in time to see the cripple hobble past the inn and head towards the back.

  Wen Baiyu looked in the direction he had gone and said, "Isn't that the direction where that woman Sun Xia had an accident?"

  The lame man walked very quickly, although his legs were slightly lame, but he walked lightly and was very agile, and indeed went in that direction.

  The place where Sun Xia had the accident has been cordoned off with police tape, and the police came in the morning. Sun Xia's identity is not simple, she is a tomb raider, who has been imprisoned before and has a criminal record. It seems more like she died from inhaling toxic gas while raiding tombs.

  Two people followed far away, the sky was dark and terrible, Wan Qi Jing Hou suddenly pulled him, Wen Bai Yu was frightened, turned his head to look at him.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou pressed his index finger against his lips, signaling him to be quiet, then glanced at the grass beside him. Wen Bai Yu's heart was still thumping wildly as he hastily nodded and crouched down with Wan Qi Jing Hou in the grass.

  The cripple stood still for a long time, staring at the ground under his feet. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and took off the backpack from his back. He unzipped it and started rummaging inside, and surprisingly pulled out a shovel with an unusual shape.

  Wen Baiyu hastily opened his eyes wide and looked, unexpectedly it was a shovel, the legendary Luoyang shovel that specialized in grave robbing.

  The cripple had just picked up the shovel when he heard a rustling sound behind him...

  "Who!?"

  "Don't move!"

  The voice of the lame man and a man's voice sounded at the same time, at this moment a man in a black suit walked out, his hand still holding a gun, pointing directly at the back of the lame man's head.

  The cripple turned his head, saw it was him, and his face stiffened instantly, then he laughed dryly and said: "So it's Master Wei, what do you mean by this? We've had a friendship of over twenty years..."

  Wei Ye walked slowly over, with his gun pressed against the cripple's occipital bone, and sneered: "At three o'clock in the morning, you come to this place, and still ask me what I mean? I've seen through it long ago. Don't play tricks on me. Just say it, is it that you're short of money, then killed Sun Xia that bitch, and came up with these tricks to extort me?"

  The cripple was taken aback at first, then shouted loudly that it was a miscarriage of justice. "Master Wei, listen to me! Although I've always been short on money, I wouldn't dare to do something so big. Besides... you also know that I'm not capable of such things. You might as well ask me to surrender myself than to kill someone!"

  Wei Ye's face turned ugly as soon as he heard the two words "surrender".

  Wei Ye smiled coldly and said, "Then what are you here for?"

  The cripple was held at gunpoint and seemed very frightened, his eyes rolled around, when a strong gust of wind suddenly blew up, stirring up a cloud of dust.

  "Ah..."

  The cripple seemed really timid, and after being slapped in the face with mud, he was so scared that he trembled all over, almost kneeling on the ground, saying: "I say, I say..."

  Wen Baiyu saw him like this, startled and fearful, probably not just a matter of being timid, but having a guilty conscience, so even the slightest breeze made him afraid.

  "Wei said: 'Speak quickly!'"

  The cripple said: "I... I came... to return this thing..."

  He said, pointing at the backpack on the ground.

  Wei Ye didn't squat down, but instead kicked the backpack with his foot, and it immediately arrived, with the things inside rolling out of the wide open bag mouth.

  Flashlights, iron shovels, spades, ropes, hooks, compressed biscuits, water, and even explosives.

  There was also a bundle wrapped in old newspaper, the newspaper ball rolled out and scattered, revealing an edge, which turned out to be a jade pendant.

  The size of a newspaper ball, the jade pendant seemed to be about the size of a palm. Although it was very dark, Wen Baiyu knew that it was something good, and it looked particularly lustrous.

  Wei Ye saw this thing and looked like he had seen a ghost, saying: "How did this jade token end up in your hands!"

  He said, and fiercely poked the cripple with his gun.

  The lame man stuttered and said: "It's already come to this now, I'm not afraid to tell Master Wei everything..."

  He paused for a moment, and Wen Baiyu knew the key point was coming, so he quickly perked up his ears to listen carefully.

  The cripple said: "Twenty years ago..."

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