Chapter 327
"Brother Xiao, I've been gone for so long, and you still haven't told me where your head is, and why you came to Blackwater City."
He kept walking, shook his head and said, "We will be there soon. Then you can ask Wang Xiansheng yourself and see if he is willing to tell you."
After hearing what he said, I shut up and stopped asking. I just called Dou Yazai and Xiaoxuan to follow them closely.
While walking with this man in the desert at night, I noticed something.
This man's footsteps were almost inaudible when he walked on the sand. I couldn't hear them even if I was so close to him. Moreover, he walked very fast, almost as fast as a normal person jogging.
When he said he would arrive immediately, he did not mean immediately.
But I walked for more than two hours...
"We're here, that's our camp." I saw a dozen tents in an open area in the distance, and two fires were lit.
He looked at me and suddenly smiled mischievously: "I want to see what Wang Xiansheng's expression will be like when he sees you kids."
"Who do you think you are? Why are you so awesome? You call us kids," Dou Sprout said, getting angry and squinting.
Seeing that the latter's face turned cold, I grabbed Douya and laughed and said, "Brother Xiao, don't mind. This brother of mine has always been used to speaking freely."
"Oh," Xiao Ci's expression changed quickly. He suddenly smiled and said to Dou Sprout, "What's your name?"
"Lu Ziming." Douyazai raised his eyebrows.
Then he looked at Dou Sprout and nodded, walking directly to the campsite.
"Xiao Xiao, who are these? Where did you get them from?" When they arrived at the fire, there was an old man who was warming himself and smoking. The old man asked doubtfully.
Xiao Ci said with a smile: "What a coincidence, Mr. Song, I happened to meet these people in the past, and they said they were Wang Xiansheng's people."
The old man was very thin, with a long pointed head and a white beard on his chin. When he was smoking, I noticed that his right hand was missing a little finger and only had four fingers.
This old man is also a well-known leader of the Northern Sect. His name in the industry is Song Xiaoxiao, and he is active in the Henan area.
Five minutes later I met the man and the leader we had been looking for for nearly a month in Alxa.
Boutou was drinking water at the time, and he was stunned when he saw the three of us.
"Haha! Head! I found you!" Dou Sprout laughed to the point of tears.
Compared with the scenery in Yinchuan, the faces of the three of us are too haggard now, especially Xiaoxuan. We are all tanned. I don’t know if we can come back in vain in the future.
I was stunned for several minutes before I came back to my senses.
He let out a long sigh, looked at me and said, "Yunfeng, I told you not to come to me. Why are you so disobedient? Look at the photos you all posted."
I smiled and said how could I not come looking for him?
I sat down cross-legged and asked: "Botou, why did you drive the three of us here? This is the return pass. What did you promise those people? Here," I pointed to the ground and said, "What is here? "
Close your head and eyes, shake your head and say, "I will regret it if I don't come."
"I will tell you what is here in the fifth place. Yunfeng, have you seen anyone named Xiao? Who else have you seen?"
I said: "The one who was warming up by the fire was Song Shushu, right? The leader in Henan, and Jiu Qingshui? We met a man named Ma Deming before. He said that Jiu Qingshui is also here, and he is a real leader."
"Ma Deming..." He lowered his head and asked where this person was.
I then told the story of how I met Ma Deming, and that Ma Deming was dead and Dou Sprout and I buried him.
"It's already dead. It's better to be dead."
After finishing speaking, he suddenly stood up, "You three are all my people, come with me, and I will help you get to know each other."
"After you have identified the person, you three can go back."
"Go back? Where should we go back?" I asked in confusion.
When he reached the door of the tent, he suddenly turned his head and said with a serious face: "Go back to where you came from."
