Chapter 1283
Got connected quickly.
"Hello? Who are you? What kind of meeting do you want me to have? Did you send the wrong message?"
A few seconds later, a familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone.
This familiar female voice said directly: "Next Wednesday, the East District, South District, and West District will hold an emergency joint meeting..."
"Stop! Stop! Stop talking!"
"I'm having a meeting, tell me who you are? Why does it sound familiar?"
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned and said: "As expected of a person who has reached level four, Xiang Kuding, can't you even recognize my voice? I..."
I snapped the phone cover shut! Hang up the call directly! At the same time, goosebumps instantly appeared on my hands!
Puppet show! It’s the one named Xiang Juaner!
"Whose phone number?" asked me.
My face turned pale, I was scared, and my voice was stumbling when I spoke.
"Here... boss, the puppet club has come to see me again, and... they asked me to go to some kind of meeting next Wednesday."
He frowned and said, "What's going on? They haven't looked for you for a long time?"
"I do not know!"
"Boss, since I became a fourth-level Kudin, I haven't paid any money once. If they want to find it, they should have found it long ago! Is there someone stupid enough to pay it for me..."
Before I finished speaking, a man's face suddenly appeared in my mind...
"What are you talking about? What Kuding puppet? What does it mean, I don't understand." Lao Fu asked doubtfully.
"It's nothing, Uncle Fu, we are joking, let's go quickly."
On the road, I was worried a lot. It felt like a huge mountain was suddenly pressed on my chest, making me unable to breathe.
When people face overwhelming pressure that they cannot resist, they sometimes choose to escape and just don't think about it.
This is how I am. I have been escaping for the past six months, and at the same time I hope that Ms. Zhao, who is extremely noble and aloof, will forget about me, a little tomb robber, as time goes by.
Changchun will be a gathering place for strange people and weirdos. Otherwise, it would be impossible to cultivate a psychopath like Xie Qirong.
The Puppet Club is a very large MLM organization, and they know that they need money, and whoever goes will be screwed. Maybe one day, because they can't pay the money, their kidneys will be taken out and sold.
But unknowingly, and I don’t know why, I seemed to have joined in on both sides.
I don’t know who to talk to for explanation. I, Xiang Yunfeng, just want to rob tombs and dig for treasures.
...
It was after one o'clock when we walked out of the woods. The sun was too strong. Lao Fu said that we should find a shady place to rest and drink some water to avoid the sun. Everyone said it was okay.
At the place where we rested, we looked north and saw a large area of cultivated "crop land" in the distance, which seemed to be planted with something and protected.
strangeness.....
I have been in the mountains for two days, and after walking so far, I have never seen anyone planting crops.
I found the telescope and looked over there.
Soon, I saw a row of wooden huts through the telescope. Several big roosters were walking around on the roof. The protected crops were only less than half a meter high and had flowers. Many of them were in white. Wrapped in plastic sheeting.
I couldn't recognize what it was. It wasn't corn, rice, or soybeans and sorghum.
"Let me see it quickly!"
Dou Sprout grabbed the telescope. After looking at it, he frowned and said, "I know, this kind should be... poppy flowers."
"The reason why I chose this place is because people don't come here if the birds don't poop. Yunfeng, this is a business that makes a lot of money in the mountains!"
My brows jumped. Is what Bean Sprouts said possible?
All fools know what that thing is. If it's really like what Dou Sprout said, it's endless, at least dozens of acres. What's the concept of dozens of acres...
But if we want to go to Dulong River, we must pass there.
My face was complicated. I wonder how many people lived in the wooden hut? What kind of person would let us pass by if they saw us?
I was not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case. I asked Lao Fu if there was any other way to Dulong River. Let’s not go there. Let’s go another way.
