Chapter 551
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YunfengWords: 1244Update Time: 24/01/11 09:13:36
Chapter 551
The little globe of Monternet kept spinning, and it took three minutes to search for a row of text messages.
I didn't see anything else clearly. I only saw a few pictures of Luoyang Shovel.
I didn't dare to say anything, my face looked weird...
"How to rob a tomb?"
Why is this woman searching for this?
I heard the old man say before that the place where the Jiang family worships their ancestors is at the old sulfuric acid plant. I guess there should be graves there.
Doesn't she want to steal her ancestral grave...
I thought about it and immediately felt it was impossible, and I didn’t dare to say it out loud.
This woman definitely doesn't know who is sitting next to her at this moment.
It is Xiang Yunfeng, the great disciple of the Northern Silver Fox King Xiansheng, who is determined to be a tomb robber in the future.
"Grandpa, look! I saw it! Sister is on Monternet again!" The child suddenly complained,
"Yuanyuan!"
The old man reached out to grab the phone, but the girl stopped and dodged him.
"you!"
The old man said angrily: "It's going to be shut down again! I asked someone, and one hundred yuan was deducted every minute! Don't ask me for money to pay for your phone bill!"
"Leave me alone!"
"I want you to take care of me!" The woman suddenly roared twice.
"Stop making noise, stop making noise, we're arriving in Jinzhan." The driver asked people to get out of the car.
I pushed the door open to get her out of the car, but before I could get out, this woman kicked my legs away with a cold face and got out sideways.
I held it in my mouth, it was so powerful...it made my legs hurt a little.
The three of them got out of the car one by one, and then walked together to Jinzhan Village in the night.
Humming a little tune, the driver seemed to be in a good mood at the moment. He smiled at me and said, "You two, I just said it! There are no ghosts in this world! They are all spread by people."
I shook my head and glanced in the direction of Jinzhan Village.
Maybe it was for lighting, so the old man lit the lantern again.
He held a red lantern with one hand and waved to me.
.....
After passing Jinzhan Village, the taxi drove for another half an hour and arrived at Fu Village.
At that time, there was a big iron barrel at the entrance of Fucun. Seeing the big iron barrel meant that you were in the village.
It was late at night, everyone in the village was asleep and there were no street lights. The driver was not familiar with this place. He slowed down, looked left and right and said.
"Boss two, we're here."
The driver rolled down the glass, pointed to the small alley ahead and said: "Go through and turn left and you will see the leather shoe store. I will not go past the two bosses."
I said can you wait here while we make the return trip.
"Well...look at the cold weather..."
"Let's do this. Boss, you can pay me one yuan for the return trip. Just give me one hundred yuan. I'll wait for you in the car."
I nodded, took out a hundred yuan and gave it to him.
The alley in Fucun is narrow and long. Brother Yu and I were halfway there using flashlights when we suddenly heard the sound of a vehicle igniting behind us.
I turned around and ran out.
By the time I ran out of the alley, the taxi had turned around and walked away. I could only see its taillights with red lights on.
"Damn it! This is better than taking money and running away!"
I angrily picked up a stone and threw it at him.
Brother Yu looked at the taxi going away and sighed, saying that he should wait until dawn to find a taxi and first find where the store is.
The directions the driver gave us were also false!
He just didn't know where it was, so he just turned left. We walked half a circle around Fu Village, but we didn't see a leather shoe store.
I took out the note and looked at it.
In which corner is the leather shoe store on Jinye 2nd Road located?
"You're here, you're late."
When Brother Yu and I were at a loss what to do, a voice suddenly came from behind us.
I looked back.
It was Xi'an poet Qin Huaihu standing behind me.
"You said I'm about to be in trouble? Now that I'm here, what can I say?" I asked.