Looking at that person's familiar face, Xiong Ming and I couldn't help but blurt out softly, "Damn! You bastard!"
Because this person is none other than Lao Duoji.
Lao Duoji was seriously injured, so he didn't walk very fast, and there were more than a dozen people following behind Lao Duoji.
These people are all dressed in black, with bags on their backs and weapons on their hands and waists. Although they are not the most advanced, the price of one of these guns is on the black market, so you have to have one no matter what. Seventy or eighty thousand yuan.
What surprised me even more was that these people were carrying a coffin in their hands.
These people were very careful and looked around for a long time every time they took a step. No one spoke, they just followed Lao Duoji quietly.
Xiong Ming lay next to me, put his mouth to my ear, and whispered: "Didn't Fourth Girl say before that that guy Lao Duoji was dead? Why is he running out again now?"
I lowered my voice and said, "I think everything in my dreams can come true. A dead person comes back to life. Are you still so surprised?"
Xiong Ming thought for a while and said: "Hey... don't say it! What you said is really reasonable!"
I continued: "Besides, the fourth girl only saw Lao Duoji being hit by a stone, and did not see his body with her own eyes. Maybe he faked his death!"
Xiong Ming nodded in agreement. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Hu Tian, don't you think it's a little strange?"
I was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Strange? What place are you referring to that is strange? That coffin?"
Xiong Ming said: "Of course that coffin is strange! But don't you think that Lao Duoji is different from before? Even the people following him are strange! Look at the way they walk..."
After Xiong Ming's reminder, I discovered that the steps of the people following Lao Duoji were surprisingly consistent, and it seemed that they only moved when Lao Duoji moved, and they just stood quietly in place when Lao Duoji didn't move. It feels like the "Xiangxi Corpse Exterminator" often seen in movies, very weird.
At this moment, we couldn't help but think of Lao Duoji's profession, and we couldn't help but whisper: "Could it be that... those people are..."
Xiong Ming asked curiously: "What is it?"
While the two of us were talking, the group of people had already arrived less than two meters away from us.
When I saw this, I quickly covered Xiong Ming's mouth and choked back the words that came to his mouth.
Perhaps sensing that there were other people here, Lao Duoji and his group suddenly stopped not far in front of us.
Lao Duoji held a flashlight in one hand and shone it everywhere vigilantly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, while his other hand was firmly holding a black package around his waist.
The package was bulging, and I didn’t know what it contained, but it seemed like it was very important to Lao Duoji.
Although there is no dispute between Xiong Ming and I and Lao Duoji, judging from the current situation, if the two of us rush out rashly, we will probably not get any good results.
Xiong Ming didn't say anything, he just tapped the inside of my palm a few times with his hand. I understood what he meant, and he asked me again, "What should I do now?"
I also tapped his hand and told him, "Stay still and wait and see what happens."
Xiong Ming understood and lowered his head lower, trying to block Lao Duoji's sight with the gravel in front of him.
Unfortunately, Old Dorje was too close to the two of us. According to his carpet-like search method, he would find where we were hiding in just a few seconds.
I held my breath and my mind began to race, hoping to find a relatively perfect countermeasure.
And at this moment, suddenly there was a "click" not far in front of us. It was the sound of stones falling to the ground. It was not loud, but it sounded very obvious at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, a series of footsteps came from that place. The footsteps were very messy, but it could be heard that there was only one person there.
I was stunned and thought to myself: "It turned out that there was a person hiding in that place. Why didn't I feel anything before?"
I was surprised, and Lao Duoji was even more shocked. Without saying a word, he swept his flashlight in the direction of the sound. But when I followed the light of Lao Duoji's flashlight, I saw someone a few meters away. There were only some falling stones, and there were no figures anywhere.
Lao Duoji frowned slightly when he saw this. He did not immediately chase the place, but pointed around with his hand and took a picture.
Soon, Lao Duoji found a blood-red mark on the wall not far away.
It was a round mark with a big word in the middle. When I saw this mark, I couldn't help but take a breath and secretly said in surprise: "Isn't this the symbol of our Yiyuanzhai? It Why did you suddenly appear here?"
What surprised me even more was that the mark was actually painted in blood.
Seeing the unique mark of Yiyuanzhai, I was not the only one who was shocked. Xiong Ming next to me and Lao Duoji standing not far away were also shocked.
Xiong Ming tapped my palm with his finger and said, "Hu Tian, what is going on? How come your Yiyuanzhai mark appears in this place?"
Xiong Ming and I have been in the same army before, so the two of us have always had our own communication method. This communication method is based on Morse code, but it is different from Morse code.
I also tapped Xiong Ming's palm a few times and replied: "How do I know? If you ask me, who the hell am I going to ask?"
At this moment, the coffin carried by the people behind Lao Dorji suddenly moved.
The coffin was just shaking violently at first, but not long after, "bang bang" banging sounds began to be heard from inside, as if something was about to rush out from inside.
But the strange thing is that the coffin was so "tortured", but the people carrying the coffin still had expressionless faces.
Old Dorje looked back at the coffin behind him and murmured something.
Afterwards, he ignored the disappearing figure before and walked towards the side marked with the Yiyuanzhai symbol.
After Lao Duoji left, Xiong Ming and I still didn't move. After waiting for a long time, Xiong Ming lowered his voice and asked softly in my ear: "I said Hu Tian, you said that the old boy was carried in the coffin?" What is it?"
I shook my head and said, "How do I know? This is impossible to guess!"
Xiong Ming said: "Do you think it is possible that the fourth girl fell into his hands?"
After hearing what Xiong Ming said, my heart began to sink, because this was the fact I was least willing to face.
I didn't speak, but I was thinking in my mind: "Although Lao Duoji has helped us a lot before, I always feel that he brought us here not by pure accident, but carefully planned. This point Although Lao Duoji has denied it before, various signs indicate that this old guy has been doing his own thing secretly. If my guess is correct, then at least 50% of his coffin contains It's Hua Muling, but why did he put Hua Muling in the coffin? Where is he going? "
Seeing that I didn't speak, Xiong Ming touched me with his elbow, "What's wrong? Are you asleep?"
I cursed: "How big must my heart be that I can still fall asleep in this situation?"
Xiong Ming smiled and said, "Don't you think you have a big heart?"
I said: "A big heart is a big heart, and a big heart is a big heart! Come on, stop talking nonsense. Let's go! If you don't go, that guy will run away!"
Xiong Ming asked: "Let's go? Where are we going?"
I was stunned and said: "Of course I followed Lao Duoji to see what was going on. Is it possible that you don't want to see what kind of medicine he sells in the gourd? Is it possible that you don't want to see what's in that coffin? Is it the fourth girl?"
When Xiong Ming heard what I said, he couldn't help but rub his hands and said, "That's right! Let's go! Let's see what tricks that old boy is going to do!"
After saying that, Xiong Mingyi and I turned over and climbed up from the ground. Then, we cautiously touched ahead in the direction that Lao Duoji walked.
I knew that Lao Duoji was an old fox who grew up in Tibetan areas and was most suspicious by nature. Therefore, the two of us did not turn on the flashlights, but cautiously groped ahead along the way.
The darkness was like an extra-large black cloth that firmly illuminated the two of us. Every step we took was judged by the touch of our hands and feet.
In a completely dark environment, people not only lose their sense of direction, but also lose the concept of time. I don't know how long I have been walking. I just feel that when the last bit of strength in my body is about to be used up, suddenly something not far ahead is A little light appeared.
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