I have never been to a high-end hotel, but when I saw the magnificent decoration at the door, I felt like I had entered Wang Shukun's house.
In order to avoid trouble, Huang Jiu used magic to confuse the security guard at the door. After entering, he controlled the lady at the front desk and asked her to take us upstairs and opened Xu Wanrong's door.
As soon as the door opened, Huang Jiu was as fast as a special patrol. He jumped in and shouted: "Little girl, please let Master Jiu catch you..."
His words stopped abruptly.
I rushed in immediately and found the room empty.
On the coffee table stood an apricot-yellow flag with a golden dragon embroidered on it.
At first glance, I knew it wasn't something from a hotel.
The flag was placed on an apple, and underneath the apple was a note.
I carefully opened the apple with a blood thorn, and when I saw nothing was wrong, I picked up the note. After opening it, there were a few beautiful words inside: Sorry, be careful.
Huang Jiu jumped on my shoulder, grabbed my hair and looked at me and said: "No way, I ran away when I saw her, there is no way she could find me."
I said: "Maybe you saw her because she wanted you to see her."
Huang Jiu angrily grabbed the note in his hand, read it again unwillingly and said, "Damn little bitch, I'm still sorry. She's sorry to so many people. She doesn't deserve to say these words."
I didn't say anything, but pulled off the apricot-yellow flag from the apple. The flag was exquisitely made, somewhat like the yellow flag of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty.
I put away the flag and checked the room.
The room was tidied, or maybe Xu Wanrong didn't stay here at all. She left no clues except the flag, apple and note.
Huang Jiu asked: "What should we do now?"
"What else can I do? If she takes the initiative to let you see her, she won't let you catch her. Don't worry about it for now."
Worried about causing unnecessary trouble, I hurriedly left the hotel with Huang Jiu.
After returning to the hotel where we stayed, Hu Hai opened the door and came in after a while. He closed the door and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Is the matter done?"
I took out the apricot-yellow flag and said, "The man escaped, but I found this thing!"
Hu Hai took a look and asked: "The Manchu Qing's Zhenghuang Flag?"
I said: "It looks a bit like it, but I've never seen a real yellow flag, so I'm not sure."
Immediately, I briefly talked about Xu Wanrong, hiding the part involving grandpa's coffin.
After hearing this, Hu Hai looked at the note I handed over and said, "It seems she is hinting to you that their group is also here."
I took back the note and said, "Try to be careful along the way. We will have another day off tomorrow and go back the day after tomorrow."
Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood what I meant and nodded: "I asked my friend to change the ticket."
In order not to attract the attention of Zhang Ziran and Chen Qun, Hu Hai did not stay long.
After Hu Hai left, Huang Jiu said: "Even if we take a day off, I'm afraid it's not safe!"
There is no safety in the matter of the Yellow River Dragon Coffin.
Otherwise, there would not have been twenty years without the truth.
Longhushan chose it just to dig out some secrets in me.
Well now, there is one more variable.
But if we wait one more day and don't make the first move, it will at least be safer than rushing over tomorrow.
I opened Huang Jiu's cat bag and made a nest with blankets.
Huang Jiu looked at it and said dissatisfied: "What, do you dislike me, Old Huang, and won't let me go to bed?"
"Look what you said! Am I that kind of person?" I rolled my eyes at him: "I tell the truth every day."
Huang Jiuyi rolled his eyes when he saw me, and angrily jumped into the cat's nest, stepped on it left and right, shook his head and sighed: "There is no way to save it, there is no way to save it, the mountain master has only slept with you for a few days, and you have already learned to roll your eyes!"
I jumped on the bed and asked curiously: "Does Xiao Cui often roll her eyes?"
Huang Jiu grinned and suddenly became alert. He chuckled and said, "I'm just talking nonsense."
Then he saw him muttering: "This kid has a razor-sharp ear. You can't speak ill of the mountain master to him."
After stepping into the nest, Huang Jiu climbed in, pulled up the blanket and covered it.
Huang Jiu was there, and Hu Hai and the others were there, so I felt more at ease. I turned on my phone and sent Xiaocui an emoticon. After waiting for a while, she didn't reply, so I fell asleep in a daze.
Early the next morning, Zhang Ziran came over angrily and asked me why I had to stay for a day.
I didn't explain, I just told him that if he couldn't wait, he could go there first and we could meet him then.
One sentence left him speechless.
After staying for one day, under the arrangement of Hu Hai’s friends, we transferred to Zehe the next day. In addition, Hu Hai’s friends also prepared some supplies for us.
To put it bluntly, his friends are members of the Hu family.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for us to get on the plane without documents.
But just providing us with transportation and supplies is not a violation.
At noon that day, we took a bus to Mingdong County.
Through Director Qian’s relationship, I contacted an old friend of his who works in the Bureau of Culture and Tourism.
From his friend, we learned the location of the incident.
The old gentleman also kindly warned that the place was not peaceful, and the villagers who were killed back then were buried under the ruins of the village.
The entire village is now a cemetery and is a notoriously weird place.
In response to the old gentleman's kindness, I left a gift, said goodbye and left.
After coming out of Curator Qian's friend's house, Hu Hai had already rented three off-road vehicles and the group went directly to their destination.
I rested for a day on the way, but I was still among the first people to arrive here.
When we arrived, it was almost dusk.
Looking around, we can see that the former village has long been covered by weeds. Only by looking closely can we find some collapsed earth walls and tiles.
Not far from the village is the Yellow River.
In the gentle evening breeze, the sound of water waves is faintly heard, like singing or crying.
Combined with the desolation in front of you, it is unsettling.
After a while, the sun sets. The place where the village is located looks like an inkstone knocked over by a god, appearing darker than its surroundings.
There was a faint phosphorus fire among the weeds, and the river wind blowing on me was a bit colder.
Hu Hai wrapped his clothes tightly and muttered: "This wretched place has a wrong aura."
I said: "There are indeed some problems, but the water veins in the water are more problematic."
Zhang Ziran said coldly: "We are here to decipher the dragon coffin, not for you to show off your Feng Shui mystical skills. What you say is useless!"
Huang Jiu squinted his eyes and said, "If it doesn't work, tell me how we can decrypt it?"
What happened more than 20 years ago has long since been erased by time.
But as long as it doesn't go through vicissitudes of life, the earth vein dragon energy will not change much.
The Yellow River dragon coffin was excavated here, which shows that this is an unusual place. Some clues can indeed be found from Feng Shui.
Zhang Ziran was stunned when asked by Huang Jiuyi.
I didn't want to make noise all the way, so I smoothed things over and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, it's still unknown who will be the winner of the Dragon Tiger Order. If we don't unite, it will be like giving the opportunity to others. As the contemporary chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, when the time comes, , you can’t lose your face, right?”
