Yang Jiao started the car and sped along the mountain road.
The mountain road was empty, with no people or other vehicles.
A minute later, Yang Jiao still didn't notice the colorful snake in the back seat.
Her eyes were fixed on the rugged mountain road ahead, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
The mountain road looks very dangerous, with rolling mountains on one side and steep cliffs on the other.
Although there are guardrails, they are made of wood.
I don’t know how many years they have been used, and many of them have rotted.
At this moment, a shrill scream came from the car.
In an instant, the car window was splattered with blood.
There was a "pop" sound, the windshield exploded, and a round thing flew out of the car, which was Yang Jiao's head.
The car didn't stop and was still driving forward quickly.
The next second, the car hit the guardrail on the side of the mountain.
The wooden pile was broken directly by the impact, and the whole car rolled over.
At the same time, at the entrance of Guquan Temple.
Huitong stood there motionless, his expression a little uncertain.
A loud "boom" sound came from the bottom of the mountain to Huitong's ears.
Huitong's face changed.
He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and murmured: "Amitabha, sin, sin."
After a long time, Huitong opened his eyes and looked at the old house down the mountain again.
After looking at it for a while, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sly smile, and said to himself: "Sure enough, this anger has gotten worse again.
A trace."
As he spoke, he ducked and disappeared.
Another person stood at the door of the old house at the foot of the mountain, it was Huitong.
Huitong was sitting at the door of the old house, twirling the beads in his hand and mumbling to himself.
At this time, a large colorful snake suddenly appeared at the door of the old house.
What was shocking was that the big colorful snake still had round things in its mouth.
The round things turned out to be human heads, and That head belonged to Yang Jiao.
The colorful snake looked at Huitong with wide eyes, and its tail kept hitting the ground, making a snapping sound.
Huitong squinted his eyes and glanced at the colorful snake, and said with a smile: "It's really ridiculous that the beast has turned away from humanity."
In an instant, the body of the colorful snake swelled up suddenly.
It spit out Yang Jiao's head and stared at Huitong.
You know, ordinary snakes cannot roar.
Only some larger pythons or cobras can roar.
Huitong's brows furrowed.
He pointed at the colorful snake with his middle finger and shouted: "The evil beast is really looking for death."
When Huitong pointed his finger, the colorful snake suddenly started to tremble, and its raised head lowered.
Then it bit Yang Jiao's head from the ground and disappeared at the door of the courtyard of the old house.
A flash of light flashed in Huitong's eyes, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that this guy has entered the human realm and actually has spiritual energy.
It seems that the hostility in this house also has his share."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a wave in the yard.
A child's voice came out: "Mom, Qiming is back, and Qiming brought me a ball."
This was the voice of a little girl, which sounded a little excited.
"Mom, look Qiming is injured, who bullied him."
The little boy's voice sounded.
"Stop talking, there are bad people outside."
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The woman said tremblingly.
"Mom, are these the bad guys who came to arrest dad?
They want to kill Yuanqing and Qiming."
"Shh, stop talking."
Immediately, the sounds in the yard suddenly stopped, and the entire old house fell into deathly silence again.
Huitong smiled and was about to get up and walk towards the old house.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes.
Why are people here and who are these people?
Huitong's eyes stayed on the hiking trail not far away, and he saw three people in black clothes walking slowly towards this side.
Huitong quickly dodged and hid in the grass not far away.
A minute later, three men in black walked to the door of the old house.
The leading man in black is a young man who is over 1.8 meters tall and has a baby face.
He is Wang Jian.
The man and woman behind him are Gong Yan, the captain of the first team of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, and Li Linlin, a member of the second team of the execution team.
Wang Jian did not come directly to this old house before.
Instead, he went to the museum in person, called Zhang Xin to investigate the specific situation, and then returned to the bureau and randomly found two team members to look at this place.
Bian rushed over.
"Director, why are there so many weeds and thorns here?
Fortunately, the uniforms in our bureau are of better quality, otherwise they would have been cut open by those thorns."
Li Linlin complained.
Wang Jian smiled, reached out and touched the black tights on his body, and said, "This dress is quite comfortable to wear.
It is very slim.
The most important thing is that it is very convenient to use fists and kicks without being restricted."
Gong Yan said calmly: "Director, let's go in now."
"Wait a minute, I'm going to call Director Xin.
I was in such a hurry just now that I forgot to ask one thing."
Wang Jian said, taking out his cell phone and walking towards the weeds nearby.
In the grass, Huitong was lying motionless, listening to the conversation of Wang Jian and others.
In fact, he didn't know that the moment he saw Wang Jian, Wang Jian had already seen him, but Wang Jian didn't reveal it.
Glancing at the grass, Wang Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement.
At this time, Zeng Yan had already answered the phone.
The person on the other end of the phone said urgently: "Director, I'm about to call you.
I'm going to that old house."
Yang Jiao and Huang Lin can no longer be contacted."
Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of sadness.
He didn't know that Yang Jiao, but Huang Lin followed him to Tianfeng Town yesterday, and he had feelings along the way.
Thinking of Huang Lin, Wang Jian I remember that she likes to wink at me, shake her breasts to seduce me when she has nothing to do, she talks a little bit, she likes to be cute, and she also likes to call me little brother.
"Alas."
Wang Jian sighed and murmured, "I hope nothing happens to them."
Xing Yan said calmly: "Director, I have been used to separation between life and death over the years.
Please be more relaxed."
"Okay, I understand, but no matter what, I want to see people or corpses."
Wang Jian said coldly.
"Then Director, do you need me to come over?"
Xing Yan asked.
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"No, you are busy."
Wang Jian said and hung up the phone.
"Director, will Sister Lin and the others be okay?"
Li Linlin said tremblingly.
Wang Jian shook his head and said nothing.
Seeing Wang Jian's expression, Li Linlin's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her face turned ugly.
She knew in her heart that Huang Lin was probably in serious danger: