That afternoon, Qi Lechuan packed his bags and went up the mountain to find the Lama Temple. She did not ask the local porter to lead the way, but went there with the little ghost in a Tibetan robe.

She applied her skin to wheat and taped moles on her face. Her hair was woven into complex local hairstyles, and many colorful ropes were woven into it. Now she looked no different from the locals.

Before leaving, Fu Man just came back with the envelope. She was anxious to shout in local Tibetan, "Boss Xiao Qi, I have your letter."

Suddenly, I thought that the other party might not understand, so Fu Mangang was about to repeat it in Chinese.

Qi Lechuan, who had been away a few meters away, returned again. She took the envelope in surprise, "My letter?"

Fu Man nodded repeatedly and said in stiff Chinese, "I arrived two days ago. I went to the post office today and saw your name on it."

Qi Lechuan was not in a hurry to leave, she opened the envelope in front of the charcoal furnace.

She recognized the words inside at a glance. They were written by Qi Luo, saying that a treasure was lost in the Crescent Hotel. The group of gangsters entered the Black Mist Forest. The Crescent Hotel must avenge any revenge. Zhang Rishan came to Qi's house to ask for help. Only then did he know that Qi Lechuan was not there, so he asked Qi Luo.

Zhang Rishan asked Qi Luo to send a letter to Lechuan in Tibet because he wanted to know whether she was safe. Other things were concerned. Finally, there was another sentence: The black fog forest was so foggy that it could not tell the direction, and there were ghosts inside, so he wanted to find Lechuan to come up with an idea.

Qi Lechuan picked up paper and wrote a reply letter on the spot. The general content was that she was very safe. Now the snow was blocking the mountain. She would go back after the snow was cleared.

As for the black fog forest, she asked her to go to the paper shop on the street to find Chang Huaibei. He had a child named Liu Sang. The child's ears were very good, and he might be able to help.

Qi Jiujiu looked around, remembering the thin and malnourished child, frowned, "Is it the kid who can listen to ghosts last time?"

It is a taboo to listen to ghosts in human ears, but Liu Sang survived magically.

"Yes, his ears are indeed powerful, but I don't know if he has made any progress in the past few years, otherwise he would definitely die of bleeding when he went deep into the Black Mist Forest." She folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope.

"Then you still let him go?" he curled his lips.

She raised her hand and knocked him on the head, "People will always improve, and Brother Luo will definitely understand when he sees him, and he will protect his life."

Qi Jiujiu tilted her head and avoided it. She followed her to the post office. The letter could not be delivered for the time being. The local porter would wait two days before delivering the letter to the foot of the mountain. When she learned about it, she didn't react much and went directly to the Lama Temple.

The snow on the road was very thick and it was already at the knees. Someone had cleared the road at the beginning, but no one had cleared the road up the mountain behind, and the stone steps were very slippery.

Qi Lechuan said that he could walk up slowly and let the little ghost go up first to see what Wuxie was doing.

Qi Jiujiu went up and eavesdropped without saying anything, because according to Qi Lechuan's speed, he probably couldn't hear any key content when he went up.

The temple was very dilapidated, especially the temple gate. There were several lamas sitting together around the charcoal stove. It was very big inside. At first glance, there were many houses, densely packed. The temple must have existed for a long time.

After Qi Jiujiu entered, he ignored everything, and this place could not affect him. He set up a divination and walked towards a house.

There was no light in the room, it was very dark. I heard an old lama talking. Wuxie and a Han man were sitting opposite him. He looked like Chen Xuehan, who was mentioned by Aunt Fu.

The old lama told half of the story, but Qi Jiujiu came halfway through the journey and listened to it. He was talking about a guy who came down from the snow-capped mountains ten years ago.

The story has been told for too long, and Qi Jiujiu stood in a dark corner and felt drowsy. The young man also left notes here. He said that he would always forget something. He hoped that the lama here could help me remember it, so he wrote down his experience on the snow mountain in his notebook.

In fact, the content is very simple. The young man continued to go deep into the heart of the snow-capped mountain for the Zhang family named Dong Can. They saw huge black round stones and heard that there were golden balls. Among them, he met a strange person in the snow-capped mountain. He followed them and saw the Kangbaluo people hiding in the snow-capped mountain. Kangbaluo was the end and mentioned the ultimate on the snow-capped mountain.

After hearing this, what follows is Wuxie summarizing.

Qi Lechuan walked for a long time before he came up. The lama in the temple received her. She said she was here to cleanse her soul and cultivate her sentiment.

The lama arranged a residence for her, and everything was so silent.

When Qi Jiujiu came back, she rolled up her trousers by the charcoal stove. She was wet with snow. Her knees were black and blue. She was wiping the wound.

He bent down to take the medicine from her hand, and tweeted, "Can you even fall down, are you stupid?"

She took a deep breath, her tone was no different, "That step is so slippery that I accidentally fell several times."

But this sounds like a complaint about the little devil being around.

His hands were too cold, even colder than the weather below zero, the kind that was colder into the bone marrow. It felt a little comfortable when he touched the wound, as if he was applying ice.

"So stupid. If you didn't have me, you wouldn't be able to survive?" He teased proudly, smiling so presumptuously.

She paused and nodded seriously, saying as expected, "Of course."

Fewer and fewer people can stay by their side, and the older generation has left. Zhang Rishan stayed at the Crescent Hotel to take charge. Hei Ye always went out to take on the task for a long time. With Qi Luo guarding him and he never returned to his old house, Zhang Qiling is even more missing. If she didn't have this little devil, she would really look like a lonely person.

It turns out that this is what Master Qi Ba said that he was born to be lonely.

The little ghost didn't expect that she would nod her head seriously, so he quickly put away his smile and looked at her seriously, "I will continue to read the notes Wuxie got later. I will tell you the story after reading it. You can rest first."

She nodded again, "Okay."

After taking the medicine, Qi Jiujiu went out. His fingers stood at the door and had not moved for a long time, and his ears had already turned red.

After a long time, I lowered my eyes and looked at my claws. Fucking, I was so embarrassed to play straight balls.

Wuxie stayed here for three days and kept reading the notes left by the young man. The food was sent by the lama. He was too devoted to it and never left the house.

Early this morning, several travelers from Xiangjiang came. Qi Lechuan was sitting in the house drinking butter tea. After the person came, he lived in the room next to her. The people were all well-proportioned. Looking at their walking and behavioral habits, these people were all trained and had excellent skills.

The leader was a woman who smoked without any worries, looked very skillful, and she looked very aggressive, arrogant and ruthless.

Zhang Haixing actually found this place, probably because he was here to find Wuxie.

Wuxie cannot escape this time.

Qi Jiujiu was still lying in Wuxie's room. Wuxie sat on a stool beside the charcoal stove to read notes, and he was lying on the bed beside him. Wuxie couldn't see him, but he was very bold.

At night, Qi Lechuan's door suddenly rang.

Qi Lechuan stood up vigilantly and pressed against the door. The door was knocked but no one was seen. A few bells came from outside. She curled her lips and was this old friend again. This group of people had figured out the hexagonal bells.

Fortunately, she was basically not affected by this kind of thing now. She raised her eyes and looked up, took advantage of the force to turn over the beam of the house, and then retracted her legs and shrank them in the corner and only exposed her two eyes.

After a while, the door was pushed open. With the moonlight, she could see clearly that the person coming was a woman. She held a bell in one hand and a knife in the other and looked up on the bed.

After seeing that there was no one on the bed, she quickly retreated.

Unfortunately, it was too late and the door suddenly closed.

"Are you looking for me?" A voice sounded from the top of your head.

Zhang Haixing looked up and saw a Tibetan girl with long hair sitting on the beam of the room. She looked very arrogant when she spoke, regardless of her posture.

Zhang Haixing shook the bell in his hand again, as if he was a little disbelief, "Why haven't you entered the illusion? Who are you?"

The surrounding environment was too dark, Qi Lechuan chuckled, "Me?"

She suddenly jumped off the beam of the room, and a hairpin shot towards Zhang Haixing. Zhang Haixing turned around and avoided. Qi Lechuan, behind her, kicked a stool, rubbed her knees with a whisper, and rushed straight towards her.

Zhang Haixing is very good at it, but her tricks are not strong enough. The things Qi Lechuan threw are poisonous. Once the opponent's speed drops, she will naturally gain the upper hand and then slapped Zhang Haixing fainted with a palm.

Zhang Haixing is different from Zhang Haike. She is arrogant. She even feels that she can solve the problem of the person living next door, so she comes alone.

But it was this kind of arrogance that made her meet Qi Lechuan. If Qi Lechuan fights her seriously, she can get 50% off. If Taoism and secret tricks are added, Qi Lechuan can completely crush her.

The night is still too long.

Until the early morning, a middle-aged man who looked a little older knocked on Qi Lechuan's door.

"Who?" Qi Lechuan asked at the door.

The middle-aged man said, "I lost my junior at home. I wonder if it's yours?"

She opened the door and looked at the person who came around her chest. She was a middle-aged man and looked very steady. Qi Lechuan knew that there was such a person with a certain seniority. Zhang Haixing had to call him "Second Uncle", as if he was Zhang Longban."

She pointed to Zhang Haixing who was sleeping on the table, curled her lips and smiled, "It's really my place."

He looked at Qi Lechuan's face for the first time, and it took him a while to react, "I seem to have seen you. You are the little eighth master of the Qi family. Why did you come here?"

He pulled out the knife vigilantly. He didn't believe it in Qi's family, especially this little Ba Master, who was too sloppy. He came to Xiangjiang three years ago to reach an agreement with Zhang Haike. Later, he was really busy and didn't help, causing trouble.

She said she didn't help, but she found two Wuxie and said she helped, and those two were both fakes, and she clearly did it on purpose.

But Zhang Haike was not angry at all.

She glanced at his knife and didn't want to fight him, so she complained sarcastically, "I'm so embarrassed to say to me, I've been looking for Wuxie for you. I heard that he was in Motuo and came at the first time. How could I think that Sister Zhang Haixing came to attack me? You are so unkind. It's a pity that I helped you so diligently. We will pretend that we have never seen you before tonight and continue to squat on Wuxie as planned."

Zhang Longban was so mean that he seemed like a bad person by these words. He put away his knife and now he understood why Zhang Haike indulged her.

He gestured to her to get out of the way, his tone was faint, "I'll take her away, I hope you will act as planned."

Qi Lechuan took a step back and watched him take Zhang Haixing away.

Then he closed the door, pulled out the hairpin embedded in the crack of the wall and played with it in his hand. There was something, but Zhang Haike still didn't show up. What was their plan this time?

She was a little curious.

Wuxie did not find that he was being followed. He was eager to read the notes. Three days later, he found out that there were a few more people here. Then he went down the mountain once and went to the public telephone booth to make a phone call.

That was called to the fat man.

The fat man rarely appears since he met Lechuan a few years ago. Wuxie and him will keep a call once a week. Now the fat man is still with his father-in-law in Banai.

Wuxie was still a little clever. He realized that he had been squatting and made many small moves in the Lama Temple.

Qi Lechuan saw it and she was waiting for Zhang Haike to appear.

Sure enough, the guy really came in just two days. He walked openly at the main entrance, making the old lama confused and the same face, and told the old lama that he was a guest from the snow-capped mountain.

Even if you don’t change your lines, are you pretending to be a patriarch here?

Qi Lechuan took a look from a distance. Zhang Haike was wearing a Tibetan robe. His Wuxie's face made him look a little strange and simple. He followed the old lama into the room and then sent someone to invite Wuxie over.

Wuxie is here at this time.

Qi Lechuan relied on his distance and laughed very happily. After working on it for so long, it turned out that this drama was true or false.
To be continued...