When they met again, Qiao Xiangyuan said coolly, "Didn't she go down the mountain by herself first?"
When Nan Zhiyi heard this, he immediately responded: "Definitely not. We are all here, and it is impossible for Shiyu to go down the mountain on his own."
Even if she was really going down the mountain, she would tell herself instead of disappearing without saying a word.
The more Nan Zhiyi thought about it, the more worried she became.
Xiao Hanchuan couldn't help but guess, "There are mountain roads here, it's too dark, and there are no lights in some places. Is it possible that she lost her footing and fell somewhere?"
This speculation immediately made people more worried.
It would be very troublesome if it fell down the mountain.
Di Shijing pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Continue to search deeper. There are many mountains and jungles here. You can work in pairs. At the same time, go to the staff who look after the mountains and forests. They are experienced and may know some clues. 1 Meet back here in an hour."
"OK!"
"good!"
Everyone had no objections and began to allocate manpower.
Nan Zhiyi was naturally with Di Shijing.
However, in the end, Qiao Xiangyuan fell out.
Qiao Xiangyuan was not interested in finding someone at all.
Not to mention, that person is Nan Zhiyi’s best friend!
So, she made an excuse, "Then I'll wait here. If the lady comes back on her own, I can notify you."
Everyone didn't have any objections and quickly dispersed.
Nan Zhiyi didn't say anything, and quickly followed Di Shijing out of the square and walked to a trail on the rear right.
However, at this moment, she inexplicably felt that cold gaze again.
This time, it felt very real!
Nan Zhiyi turned around and looked hastily, and seemed to see a dark shadow in the crowd.
The black figure had a black metal mask on his face.
Nan Zhiyi froze and felt cold all over...
Emperor Shijing noticed something strange about Nan Zhiyi, stopped and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Nan Zhiyi said nothing, but his expression was very bad, and his body was even shaking a little.
Di Shijing's expression changed slightly and he looked worried, "What's wrong with you?"
He raised his hand and touched Nan Zhiyi's face.
The temperature when I got it was horribly cold!
Nan Zhiyi couldn't say a word and felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
An overwhelming feeling of coldness and suffocation came over...
She really didn't expect that that person would actually follow here!
Why is it so lingering?
What does he want to do?
Is the disappearance of Shiyu related to him?
Nan Zhiyi confirmed this matter almost immediately.
She held Di Shijing's hand tightly and said, "I'm fine, I... just feel a little cold and dizzy."
Di Shijing no longer bothered to look for Sheng Shiyu at the moment, and hurriedly supported her and sat down aside.
Nan Zhiyi sat down obediently, but unconsciously grabbed the man's wrist with her hand.
It seemed that only in this way, she would not be swallowed up by the endless fear!
Di Shijing patted her hand and comforted her softly, "It's okay, I'm here."
While talking, he took off his coat, put it on her, and poured her a glass of hot water.
Clearly feeling the residual warmth under the man's coat and the warmth brought by the hot water, Nan Zhiyi finally recovered.
She quickly calmed down, looked at Di Shijing, and said, "Go find someone, I'll wait for you here, okay?"
When Emperor Shijing heard this, he was worried.
But Nan Zhiyi said: "I'm very worried about Shiyu. You go ahead and I'll help you look after your backpack... okay?"
Her tone was a little coquettish and pleading, and she sounded so gentle that people couldn't refuse.
Di Shijing had no choice but to agree, "Then just wait here obediently and don't run around. I'll be back soon, okay?"
Nan Zhiyi nodded and said, "Okay."
Di Shijing added, "If you feel uncomfortable, call me."
"OK."
Nan Zhiyi is so well-behaved.
Upon seeing this, Emperor Shijing finally felt relieved and left quickly.
Not long after he left, Nan Zhiyi stood up and walked slowly in the direction just now...
She thought about it, if the other party came for her, then the poem might fall into the other party's hands!
She had to send Emperor Shijing away...
As long as he is here, the other party will definitely not dare to take the lead.
She was worried that poetry would be in danger at that time!
Thinking of this, Nan Zhiyi resolutely stepped onto the dark path.
After a while, the figure disappeared into the darkness.
At this time, in the square, Qiao Xiangyuan saw this scene, and her heart was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.
Finally, Di Shijing was alone!
Nan Zhiyi, this is the opportunity you gave me!
She raised the corner of her mouth, immediately raised her steps, and chased after the man in the direction he left.
…
On the other side, Nan Zhiyi kept walking along the path.
At first, she met one or two young couples.
However, as we go deeper and deeper, we can no longer see anyone!
Nan Zhiyi felt the silence around her, her whole body was tense, and there were even layers of cold sweat on her back.
But she still didn't stop...
When she came to an open space, she finally stopped and said in a cold voice: "Can you come out now? I know you must be hiding in the dark!"
"What is your purpose? Come to me and let my friend go!"
However, what she responded to was silence.
No voice!
Nan Zhiyi waited for a while, her patience gradually wearing thin.
There was a bit of anger in her cold tone, "Get out! If you have the ability to follow me here, why are you still sneaking around!"
The air was still quiet.
Nan Zhiyi didn't speak again, and seemed to be at loggerheads with the other party, waiting to see who could lose it first.
I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly, Nan Zhiyi heard the sound of slow footsteps coming from behind.
Step by step, she stepped on the dead branches and leaves, and the soft sound made her turn around suddenly.
Seeing the devil mask again, her heart still shrank suddenly, and her body quickly stepped back almost as a reflex, her face full of vigilance.
The man in the devil mask chuckled.
The machine-like voice was extremely cold, "Don't panic, I don't have any malicious intent in coming here this time..."
Nan Zhiyi looked at the weird mask and didn't believe it at all.
You mean no harm, can you follow me here?
Xu was mentally prepared. This time, she was not so scared and asked sharply: "Where is my friend?"
The man in the devil mask said: "She is fine, nothing is wrong...here, she is lying over there!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed not far away.
After hearing the comment, Nan Zhi immediately pointed the phone in that direction.
Under a tree not far away, Sheng Shiyu was leaning there, unconscious.
Nan Zhi heard the comment and hurriedly ran towards Sheng Shiyu to check her condition.
"Shiyu, wake up..."
She called several times in succession.
But Sheng Shiyu showed no sign of waking up.
Fortunately, she was only in a coma and was not in any danger.
Nan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, then asked the man in the devil mask with a cold face: "What on earth do you want to do? What did you put into my body before? Why are you targeting me?"
The man in the devil mask walked towards her step by step, his metallic voice carrying a somewhat elusive meaning.
He said: "You don't need to know now...you will know later."
As he spoke, he took out a syringe again.
Nan Zhiyi had the experience of being plotted against. His face was stern and he placed one hand on a fruit knife at his waist.
This knife was in Di Shijing's backpack.
On the way here, she took it out and put it in her pocket.
She tightened her grip on the sharp weapon in her hand, and when the man approached, she immediately swung it hard...
