Let’s not mention the elegant exchanges between the two business heroes for now, but here is Tan Yixing on the other side.
What he just said to Zeng Qi was naturally false. In fact, Tan Jiajia has not come back until now.
At this time, he sat cross-legged in the room, closed his eyes, formed a seal with his hands, and recited the mantra silently.
An invisible aura began to surround him, and the curtains moved automatically without any wind.
It was when he was performing the secret technique of [Spirit Searching] that he was originally a paper boy, so after performing this technique, he could control all the paper products within the desired search range to provide information. Before, he used this trick when he first arrived in C City. It can be said that this trick is also one of the Taoist secrets that is essential for home use.
After a while, the airflow hovering around him gradually disappeared. Tan Yixing slowly opened his eyes. The carefree temperament in his eyes was gone, replaced by seriousness and doubts.
Isn’t he in city C anymore? Why can't I find any trace?
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Tan Yi Xing's expression changed, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. Immediately afterwards, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of Tan and his party. Soon, after the light dissipated, a small paper figure floated down from it and turned into ashes before it hit the ground.
This is! Paper substitute! The young master is in danger! ! Tan Yi Xing was horrified, and with a movement of his body, he disappeared into the room.
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A shabby green car was parked on a strange road. Judging from its unique appearance, it was vaguely identifiable as a taxi.
The reason why this road is strange is that it is a bumpy road that can only be seen in remote mountainous areas. Not only does it lack common street lights and markings, but the road surface is also made of rocks and dirt. It's a little strange to appear in this bustling city. And because there is no street light, the whole road is dark, and it is unclear where it grows from and where it leads.
At this moment, above the road that was as black as ink, the air began to slowly condense and rotate. It felt like someone was stirring in the ink, and a transparent figure began to slowly emerge.
After a while, the air stopped spinning, and the transparent figure slowly took shape. It was Zi Tong with white hair and white eyes, and a white mask covering his whole body.
"So that's it, you were pulled into the other world, right? No wonder I can't find it anywhere." Zi Tong stepped on this land, and the darkness slowly backed away like fear. But Zi Tong ignored it and walked towards the shabby taxi.
Taking a closer look, the dilapidated car seemed to have some new damage. The doors on the side have fallen off, and there are some traces of blood in the body. Judging from the color, it seems to have been there for a long time.
Zi Tong carefully checked the signs around him and quickly analyzed the situation in his mind.
It was probably the owner of the taxi who brought the young master here, but the fatal attack was blocked by the substitute paper man. But what happened next? It seems that the owner of this taxi must have encountered some trouble, and he has no time to take care of his own clone.
Who did it? Young Master, where are you? With a lot of questions, Zi Tong's figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared completely.
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In the dark room, I couldn't see my fingers. Only a humanoid silhouette could be seen curled up in the corner. At this time, the man was talking in his sleep: "Run...Xiaoting...that's a devil...Xiaoting!!!"
The figure screamed, opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up.
"here it is??"
Tan Jiajia, who woke up from the nightmare, looked around at the invisible environment and spoke hesitantly.
However, no one answered her questions.
After her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness around her, she could barely see the situation clearly.
There seemed to be a high wall in front of her, leaving only a gap for her to lie down vertically between it and the wall behind her.
Her eyes moved slightly, and she reached out to touch the wall in front of her. It seemed to be some kind of paper product, and the touch from behind was the unique coldness of metal.
Judging from the roaring sounds and constant bumps coming from the surroundings, it can be inferred that this dark room is probably the carriage of a freight truck, and the wall in front of it is probably made of cardboard boxes filled with goods.
Why are you here?
Tan Jiajia touched her head in confusion, but accidentally touched her own wound. In an instant, countless memory fragments surged into her mind, including Feng Tingting's cold eyes at the banquet, Zheng Muyang's proud words, the burned man with countless bandages on his body, and the black figure...
Tan Jiajia's guess was right, she was indeed locked in the truck. The person who caught her was Li Da, who happened to pass by last night.
After she fainted yesterday, Li Da happened to pass by. After seeing her face, I was immediately shocked. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately thought of taking her back to his hometown secretly to be his wife.
So, he contacted his distant uncle Li Goudan who also drove a truck in City C. After giving him a certain amount of benefits and time, Li Goudan agreed.
The two got up overnight, got the unconscious Tan Jiajia into the car, and surrounded her with some cardboard boxes containing goods to prevent anyone from being discovered. After nearly a day and night of traveling, the two of them had already left city C.
It's a coincidence that when Zi Tong performed the technique before, Tan Jiajia was dragged into his own world by the bandaged man. Later, after Li Da loaded the truck into a truck full of cardboard boxes, Zi Tong did not perform the technique again, and the two of them missed it by accident.
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As the sun sets, a large truck is moving quickly on a national highway surrounded by mountains and forests.
In the cab, Li Da's legs were crossed and Lao Gao was humming proudly, looking like he was in a good mood.
The driver of the car was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. Seeing him like this from the corner of his eye, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said with a thick local accent: "Dad, you made that woman wake up yesterday. No, do you want some food? We still have two days to go, it would be bad if we starve to death."
"Oh, Uncle Dog, don't worry!" Li Da, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, responded lazily, but he spoke in a dialect. "We just have to starve her for a few days, and then she won't have the strength to run away."
When Li Goudan heard what he said, the look of disgust on his face became even more disgusting. He snorted coldly and said, "I'm not telling you, eldest son, what you did is a bit unkind."
"Hey, hey... Uncle Gou, don't talk about me. You bought your own wife from Yazi." Li Da retorted with a sideways glance. "My aunt is still tied to the millstone."
"Besides, wouldn't our poor man take the same path if he wants to find a wife? Now I have picked up a beautiful city wife without spending a penny. As an uncle, you shouldn't be a nephew. I’m the only one who’s happy. Or is it that uncle, you see my wife is so beautiful and your heart feels itchy?”
Li Goudan was so angry that he couldn't say a word after being snatched away by Li Da. He just kept driving.
Seeing that he had gone too far, and thinking that he still had to rely on this distant uncle for two days' journey, Li Da couldn't help but flatter him: "But uncle, what you said makes sense. This man needs to drink even if he doesn't eat. Water, when we get to a place where no one is around, we'll let her out for a walk."
Hearing this, Li Goudan's face became better. Just when he was about to speak again, he heard a man's voice suddenly coming out of thin air:
"It turns out that I escaped to this place just to give me a good meal."
