The voices are approaching.

The first thing I heard was the girl's chirping: "Shui, water, I said there is water to turn to this end."

These were golden beads and silver beads. The two of them quickly passed through the bottom of the tree and rushed towards the stream. They were busy washing their hands and faces, opening up their fill, and then filling the water cup they carried with them.

Following behind were Bai Shuixiao and Tian Yapo. They stopped by the tree and waited for the golden beads to get water, and they also spoke indiscriminately.

Bai Shuixiao said: "We split up our paths ahead. You can find a reliable place to hide for a while, and then go back after the limelight."

Tian Yapo sighed: "It's okay for us to be careful. The mountain ghost scattered your photos and paid a lot of money. Along the way, you have to avoid people's villages. Maybe they'll be asked to buy them."

Bai Shuixiao's face was gloomy and she couldn't help but press the flashlight switch, and the light in front of her was bright and extinguished.

The few who came to the door in the afternoon were indeed mountain ghosts, but they were slightly different from what she thought: those people brought her photos and asked them all the way. Judging from the situation, it was not difficult to guess that Meng Qianzi was missing and the situation was serious. The mountain ghosts on this side had already come out from villages and villages, with dense combs and fine combs. They would not let go of anyone where they live, and would not stop until they were caught out.

But this is not important: Meng Qianzi has indeed escaped, which means that the large army of Shan Gui comes to the door sooner or later, forcing her to go out to avoid the limelight.

Tian Yapo thought for a while: "Or it's better to go together. There are many people and there are also some people to take care of each other."

Bai Shuixiao didn't say anything, and paused before saying, "I've done the matter and I have to go back and make an explanation."

Tian Yapo's expression changed slightly, and she shivered unconsciously, her voice trembling: "Nothing can happen, right?"

Bai Shuixiao heard her fear: "Don't worry, nothing will happen, don't think of him too terrible."

Tian Yapo laughed dryly: "I haven't seen you before, you are really... confused."

I wanted to give a few more instructions. The golden beads and silver beads had already come. Tian Yapo said silent and several people set off again.

As soon as they left, Meng Qianzi couldn't help it. She pushed the jungle away and looked at the direction where the flashlight went: Not long after, the light columns separated and went in one direction alone, and it must be Bai Shuixiao.

She urged Jiang Lian: "Go quickly and follow her."

Jiang Lian didn't move: "Why?"

Why? Is he brainless? Meng Qianzi is a little irritable: he should talk to Meng Jinsong without worry. After years of hard work, she doesn’t have to worry about her eyes, so he can do things properly.

She explained patiently: "Didn't you hear Bai Shuixiao say you want to go back and make an explanation? This shows that she has a mastermind behind her. She is just doing things. Follow her and follow the clues to find that person."

Jiang Lian said: "I understand the truth, but Miss Meng, your safety is the most important thing. Your physical strength has not recovered yet... I think it's not too late to investigate this matter after you and Meng Jinsong meet up."

Meng Qianzi sneered: "Do you know how difficult it is to find people hiding in the mountains?"

With such a large mountain and dense forest, it is hard to find a team of hidden groups, let alone just hide one person. Bai Shuixiao's journey is like a fish returning to the sea and a stone entering the mountains. It is harder to find it again than climbing to the sky.

"I know, but Bai Shuixiao is already very difficult to deal with. The people behind her are only more dangerous, and no one knows how many people there are behind her. It's too risky to follow the past like this, and it's better to wait until you gather the manpower..."

Seeing that the flashlight was about to fade away, Meng Qianzi became increasingly impatient: "I didn't say I came to the door to fight. We followed us secretly, trying not to reveal our whereabouts, to find out where she was, and at the same time, trying to contact Jinsong, wouldn't it be enough..."

She suddenly stopped, as if she had thought through something, looked at Jiang Lian, and looked strange in her eyes and said, "I understand."

There was an article in his words, and Jiang Lian felt a slight numbness in his heart.

"You think it's better to have less than more things. Even if you send me back, you'll be the one who's working on me. You don't want to get involved in these things again, right?"

She was long and smiled softly: "Understand."

Xiao Jiujiu was exposed, which was a bit embarrassing, but he did think that he finally rescued the person and wanted to go back and eliminate the previous account of "kidnapping" and was unwilling to create trouble again - if something happened to her when she went deep into the tiger's den, she was injured and even died, and the one who started "kidnapping" would be broken and she could not wash it clearly.

Unexpectedly, she was seen through so soon. Since she laughed, Jiang Lian had to laugh with her, knowing that the friendship that she had just eaten was in vain.

I'm afraid I'll have to turn it over.

Meng Qianzi supported the tree branch with both hands, as if she was about to slide down. Jiang Lian was afraid that she would not have enough strength to fall down, so he quickly reached out to pull it. But she stopped again and did not go down immediately.

Jiang Lian stretched out his hand and hung it out in a very awkward manner, and then retracted.

Meng Qianzi expressed contemptuously: "It's normal for you to have this idea. But I would like to remind you that the holidays between us are far from the two clearances. My chain has no shadow yet. If you think that if you put a lot of effort into saving me, you can eliminate all the previous situation, it would be too simple to think."

It's a chain again.

Only then did Jiang Lian realize that the chain that he had been neglecting was actually very unusual.

“Is that chain important?”

Meng Qianzi said: "There are only ones passed down for thousands of years. Do you think it is important? If you have a species, don't follow me."

After saying that, he went down the tree trunk on one side of his body: this distance is usually effortless, but now it is really not possible. His hands and legs are weak, and he almost slips down. Fortunately, he is a boy climbing tree. Although his elbows seem to have worn out on one side, he leans on his ankles when he lands on the ground, and finally he looks good.

It's better than falling down.

She stepped so quickly, Jiang Lian really thought she was recovering quickly, and the news brought a lot of lethality, so he raised his right hand and looked at it: What kind of hand is this? He pulled it out and pulled an antique, an isolated product. He has never seen such a good idea in his daily lottery draw.

He thought he was not lucky before, but now he understands that he is not lucky.

It seems that the chain will not come back. On the day when the account will never be settled, Jiang Lian sighed and was about to follow him, but suddenly stopped.

No, what Meng Qianzi said was "If you have a genitals, don't follow me", rather than "If you have a genitals, come over me".

He took a breath. This woman was so poisonous. No matter how reluctant he was, he would follow her: He worked hard to save her. Was it because he was trying to leave her alone in the deep mountains and forests and was gnawed by tigers and wolves?

I was rushing to do my best, but I couldn't fall into a good situation. Life was suddenly in a dilemma. Whether I was not suitable for me, I followed me, and I fell into her trap of words, and I thought I was not able to...

After a while, Jiang Lian lowered his head, glanced at his crotch and murmured: "Facts are better than words. If you say there is no, then there is nothing?"

Tell, who are you?

He rolled over to the tree.

***

Meng Jinsong only had a few familiar friends with Liu Guanguo and others. He temporarily stayed in Lake Village tonight. He thought that the charlatan was a special person and it was not suitable to throw it away. Fortunately, it might be of little use, so he simply kept it in front of him and was a laborer.

The remaining people, a large group of people, first set out to find out Bai Shuixiao's traces along the way; a small group of people returned to Wuling and prepared equipment - the ultimate goal was to cross the small side wall and enter the Xuandanfeng Forest.

After dinner, the charlatan rolled up his notebook to go to the village to collect folk songs. Er Shen and half supervise half accompanied him, and also followed him. Liu Guanguo came over and reported to Meng Jinsong about the progress of inquiry.

Meng Jinsong has no hope for this kind of inquiry. After all, he cannot really search for households. If the other party deliberately conceals it and replied, "We don't have it here", what can you do?

Sure enough, the large number of villages, villages and ridges reported by Liu Guanguo were "not found anything". Meng Jinsong was bored when he heard another village name, but when he heard another village name, he casually asked: "Why is this village called 'Porenling'? Who would give this name?"

Generally speaking, in order to seek the charm of the villages, many local village names may be given auspicious names. In fact, they are all good words in local languages; or they may be named after the characteristics of terrain, such as "Santou Shizhai" and "Yingzui Village", but they will never call themselves "Po Ren", which is so despairing.

Liu Guanguo said: "It's really called 'Po Renling'."

The origin of this "Po Renling" is similar to the "leprosy village" in the past. Before liberation, there were those who had incurable infectious diseases that did not dare to stay in the village. They would be forced to live on remote ridges and wait for death, for fear that the patients would sneak out, so they would build walls, block doors, and even hire special personnel to guard them.

After liberation, with the care of the government, such villages will naturally be abandoned. Moreover, the location is too remote and the infrastructure cannot be built, so it is difficult to live in. But it is strange that people have moved in one after another.

I heard that some people who have terminal illnesses are discouraged and want to find a place to die in the world; they have abnormal psychological hatred of society and they will not live with normal people; some people who commit crimes outside or are chased by enemies, and leave their hometowns and hide in places with high mountains and deep forests...

In short, there is no normal person. After all, there is no water or electricity on the ridge, and his lifestyle is almost primitive, and normal people cannot bear this sin.

There are not many of them, about dozens of them, three of them form a crowd, and they set rules, calling themselves "destroyed people" to the outside world. This is not a dismay, but a self-deprecating self-deprecating person, disdain to be on par with those who are not broken outside. They must watch over each other and share the same hatred for the enemy. His opponent comes to you. If you don't help, no one will help you in the future. If you don't interact with the outside world, you will also resist visiting people...

Generally speaking, the government will pay special attention to such unknown people's residence, but on the one hand, the Po Renhe Ridge is too far-fetched and the number of residents is small. If you don't go out, you will live like a wisp of smoke, and you can hardly notice its existence. Secondly, they are also ghosts, and when there is a sound of wind, birds and beasts will scatter in an instant, people will go to the village to empty their tide, and then go back to the nest after the sacrificial guerilla warfare. When they are hit, they say that they are here to travel, exile their body and mind and return to nature. Why? Is it illegal?

Who has the patience to deal with them?

Meng Jinsong asked: "So, none of our people could enter the village?"

Liu Guanguo nodded: "No, don't look at the fact that there is no cell phone on the ridge, and the ventilation is not slow. Every family has a ringing ring. It is said that according to the rhythm, it means the severity of the matter, and outsiders cannot understand it. The first person to see a stranger immediately swung the bell and shaking it. People nearby heard it and followed it like a baton. After a few rounds of shaking, the entire village knew it. They rushed over to help stop people and did not allow them to enter at all, but... it doesn't matter whether they enter or not."

After entering the village gate, I can't enter the other person.

Meng Jinsong didn't say anything.

Liu Guanguo saw his expression and his heart moved: "Assistant Meng, do you think Miss Meng is there? Or I will send two people to the tent?"

Meng Jinsong rubbed his temples tiredly. He really felt that the village was quite suspicious. Not only that, he felt that every village that Liu Guanguo had just reported was suspicious. Obviously, he was panicked and had no direction, and he was suspicious whenever he saw it. This kind of mood was unsatisfactory.

He cleared his throat: "Even if you want to explore, you have to have some signs to explore. You can't think about what is, and ask everyone to do whatever they want... You go and rest first."

Liu Guanguo responded and walked out. When he reached the door, Meng Jinsong ordered him again: "Take the door with you."

Liu Guanguo quickly pulled the door, his heart pounding, thinking: Assistant Meng is going to call the other end.

***

I have to call.

Such a big thing has been concealed for the whole day and night, Meng Jinsong felt exhausted, and he didn't know if it was a professional habit. He was used to listening to things that were bad and making ideas for himself. What if he got the wrong idea? His assistant's body was limited in weight and could not bear certain consequences.

In theory, the phone number should be called to my aunt Gao Jinghong, but I chatted with Qianzi two days ago. Judging from her words and thoughts, my aunt's health seemed not very good.

Meng Jinsong hesitated for a moment and called on his second aunt Tang Yuru.

Tang Yuru, also known as Meng Qianzi's second mother, is now 66 years old and has been with Mount Tai for many years.

This second aunt and Gao Jinghong are two extremes. When she was a teenager, she caught up with various major sports. Her hard and simple thoughts were deeply rooted in her heart. She couldn't stand the style of Yingying, Yanyan, Rouge, and Water Powder. She once despised her name too "Miss of the Landlords", so she changed her name to "Tang Weihong". After calling it for a while, she found that there were too many people who changed it to Weihong that year. There were more than a dozen people in the crowd who had to respond. It was really inconvenient, so she changed it back.

Now it is the age to enjoy happiness, but it can't stay idle. Most people can't stay idle, they can grow flowers, play birds, write and draw. Tang Yuru doesn't. She can't live such a petty bourgeois mood. She wants to work and create value with labor!

She climbed up Mount Tai every two days, put up a glass on it, baked Shandong pancakes, and sold it to tourists to roll green onions; she also carried cucumbers or tomatoes on her back, soaked in the mountain stream and soaked it coolly, and served for the tourists to quench their thirst for a fee. When the business is good, she could earn 180 yuan a day. Once the WeChat or Alipay account was opened, it would be a long string of three or five yuan.

Gao Jinghong once said lightly: "The second child likes to beg for food with a golden rice bowl, let her go."

However, Meng Jinsong felt that this second aunt was very vigorous and vigorous.

These two aunts have no major conflicts with each other, but due to different ideas, there are inevitably small conflicts. When Meng Qianzi was a child, several aunts were staying by their side: in Gao Jinghong, she was a little princess wearing a dress and a gauze skirt and a bow-tie cowhide shoes. When she arrived at Tang Yuru, she was pushed flattened by a pusher, wearing a bib and a sleeve protector, and she was stumbled all over the mountains and fields. When Gao Jinghong went to look around, she almost fainted. It was not easy to get angry with Tang Yuru, so she came to Meng Qianzi: "Look at you, you have grown into donkey dung eggs."

This made Meng Qianzi very curious about donkey dung eggs at one time, and told her friends with confidence that she knew that there was a girl who looked very similar to her, named Lu Fengdan.

...

After hearing Meng Jinsong's words, Tang Yuru said nothing. Only the sound of breathing that was sometimes urgent and sometimes slow was left in the receiver. Meng Jinsong was afraid that she would be anxious, so he emphasized again, "Qianzi winked at me at that time, and she seemed to have an idea."

After these words were filled, the two ends fell into silence again. In the village at night, there were countless small sounds, which were filtered lightly by the night. They were inside and outside the window, floating softly on and under the lights.

After a long time, Tang Yuru said, "I knew that if you want to move your courage, something will definitely happen."

Among the seven aunts, she is the only one who firmly opposes the courage to take the mountain.
Chapter completed!