Yu Lanchuan finally found a car that was willing to take him to the eastern suburbs in the middle of the night. He passed several 707 buses along the way. Every time he wished he could shine a searchlight around the car and finally touch it.

Jumping over the wall in the Dongjiao Cemetery, he found that this ghost place was much bigger than he imagined. It was divided into fourteen zones from A to N!

As soon as winter comes in Yanning, all the lively and cute birds disappear, leaving only a bunch of old crows. They especially like to gather in scary places and make a "quacking" sound from time to time. There is also a northwest wind.

Passing through a dense tree-lined road, the trees sandwiched on both sides made people howl like ghosts and wolves, so the two roads of "divine music and fairy music" converged, doubling the effect, like the opening theme of a horror movie.

The cemetery is very regular, with rows of tombstones and dense forests, which look similar everywhere. Yu Lanchuan walked alone in it, feeling that the black and white photos on the stone tablets all showed the same face. As he walked, he felt something was wrong. Gan Qing didn't look for it.

Yeah, he's a little lost!

At the beginning, he was still putting on airs and walking with grace and calmness in a very "cautious" manner. Unfortunately, the bad thing was that the mobile phone he was using for lighting ran out of battery halfway!

Elegant and calm, Mr. Yu walked faster and faster. Suddenly, the water droplets condensed on the cypress leaves were disturbed by the breeze, and a string of cold water droplets dropped. They fell on the naked back of his neck without any bias.

At the same time, something laughed strangely behind him!

Yu Lanchuan's hair was about to explode. His feet immediately left the ground. He ran out of the woods in an extremely wild manner. He bumped into Gan Qing, who was nowhere to be found. He was so frightened by her that his liver and gallbladder split apart. He almost ran into her.

She shouted at the same time: "You scared me to death!"

Gan Qing: "..."

Yu Lanchuan: "What is it called? My head is almost filled with adrenaline!"

Gan Qing finally came to his senses, tremblingly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and saw Yu Lanchuan clearly through the light of the screen that was turned on. The screen of the mobile phone with the background of the starry sky emitted a faint blue light, illuminating both of them with their green faces and fangs.

She fell silent for a while, then asked quietly: "... Mr. Xiao Yu, have you ever been beaten?"

Yu Lanchuan: "What..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gan Qing punched Yu Lanchuan. Yu Lanchuan quickly took half a step back. Before he could stand firm, Gan Qing hooked his heel with another kick. Yu Lanchuan's knees, which were weak from fear, had not hardened yet, "

With a "pop" sound, he knelt down and happened to be lying in front of a tombstone, making a kowtow gesture.

The old man on the tombstone has a kind face and a smile in his eyes, as if he is saying "I love you all the time".

Gan Qing didn't expect him to trip so easily, and was a little afraid that he would hit the porcelain, so he retracted his feet with a complicated expression.

Yu Lanchuan was about to get excited when he suddenly saw clearly the name of the owner of the tombstone - Wei... Changsheng.

Surname "Wei"?

He was stunned and couldn't help but look back at Gan Qing.

"You're welcome, Mr. Xiao Yu." Gan Qing handed him a hand, "Our family doesn't have the rule of giving great gifts, so get up quickly."

Yu Lanchuan didn't answer and climbed up by himself: "Your home? This is... your master?"

Gan Qing didn't say a word, his eyes flew out from the brim of his hat that almost dropped to his eyebrows, his eyes cold.

Han Dongsheng speculated that Wei Xiao was dead.

It turned out that even when he died, he was not able to put his real name on his tombstone.

Yu Lanchuan: "It turns out that he has really..."

"Who said what?" Gan Qing interrupted, gathered his coat, and walked out.

"Mr. Han saw you today and muttered 'Wei Xiao'. I asked him to ask some questions." Yu Lanchuan caught up with him and said carefully, "Why is your master missing?"

Gan Qing drooped his eyelids and said perfunctorily: "Sudden cardiac death."

"Gan Qing!" Yu Lanchuan walked around in front of her and reached out to stop her.

"Heart, heart, sudden death." Gan Qing raised her eyes. There were no smile lines at the corners of her eyes, but a strange smile hung at the corners of her mouth. She asked a bit sharply, "Why, the law prohibits death in this position? Or is it?

Doesn’t the big devil have the qualifications to die?”

Yu Lanchuan made a serious face: "Speak like a human being."

Gan Qing's frightened heartbeat had calmed down a little, and he felt that his tone of voice was not very good, so he calmed down slightly: "Master Xiao Yu, aren't you going to work overtime tomorrow? You're up here in the middle of the night to scare people.

,What on earth do you want to see me for?"

Yu Lanchuan got straight to the point: "Do you still want to find someone from the Foot Gang?"

Gan Qing smiled slyly and helplessly: "Why are you looking for them? Our online store is managed by the boss himself, and I don't need to send express delivery."

"There are five kinds of businesses in the Xingjiao Gang. Who said that to find the Xingjiao Gang, you just need to 'send express'?" Yu Lanchuan stared at her, "So you are not only looking for the people from the Xingjiao Gang, but also Wang Jiusheng, the leader of Bei Yiduo?"

Gan Qing's smile dropped, she glanced at Yu Lanchuan, and tried to bypass him without saying a word.

Yu Lanchuan dodged and stood in front of her: "What are you going to do after you find him?"

Gan Qing said softly in a negotiable tone: "Master Xiao Yu, I don't like people blocking my way, nor am I happy when someone tells me what to do. Last time you stopped me at the corridor, I

I don’t argue with you because of the harmonious relationship between neighbors, not because you are awesome. If you do this again, I will fall out."

"Wait a minute!" Yu Lanchuan said urgently, "I know you are capable. Even if you kill people and set fires, you may not be caught. But what happens next? Do you also remain anonymous? In the future, you will also have a pseudonym engraved on your tombstone.

, even after death..."

Gan Qing's face turned cold, and he raised his knees to his lower abdomen. The position was so subtle that it was a bit obscene. Yu Lanchuan quickly turned aside and said, "Hey!"

Gan Qing forced him to move away and immediately slid away like a light cloud. Yu Lanchuan stretched out his arm and grabbed her coat. Gan Qing's hood fell off. However, at this moment, behind him,

An unexplained chill ran down his spine. Yu Lanchuan instinctively used his dead cell phone to click. With a "squeak" sound, a small blade scratched his cell phone case, leaving an almost graceful arc.

Threads of murderous intent rushed towards him, and the blade slashed across his phone case without losing force, as if it was about to cut his wrist. Yu Lanchuan's pupils shrank slightly, but for a moment, he restrained himself and did not shrink his hand.

.

The blade barely touched his skin, leaving a small red spot, and then stopped abruptly.

If you pull a string and measure the arc on the phone case, it should be exactly three inches and two minutes.

Yu Lanchuan was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Have I not thanked you yet?"

"Yes," Gan Qing slowly raised his gaze, "If I had known that Mr. Xiao Yu likes to repay kindness with enmity and meddles in other people's business, it would be great if I were eating melon next to you today and watching you both suffer losses."

Yu Lanchuan: "I'm not talking about today."

Gan Qing's face showed a bit of impatience: "What?"

"The knot on your key ring is tied with my shoelaces. You may not have noticed it." Yu Lanchuan said, "But I recognized it at first sight. Fifteen years ago, I walked from the back alley of Nitang to

At the garbage disposal station in the suburbs, you took away my clothes and shoes and led me away from the traffickers who were chasing me...right?"

Gan Qing was stunned for a moment, her hair was blown into a mess by the moist night wind, and then she laughed inexplicably: "You actually remember?"

Yu Lanchuan: "Who would forget such a thing! Are you heartless?"

"That's right," Gan Qing flashed the blade between her fingers and found it somewhere. She sneered, "The experience of running around naked with a dog's head is indeed rare."

However, to her surprise, Yu Lanchuan did not become angry. His eyes were very calm, showing a bit of cleanness through the thin lenses. He said: "I always remember, not because I was embarrassed that day, but because I always

Can’t wait to find out your whereabouts.”

"You know now." Gan Qing shrugged, "You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

"I have always been afraid that someone would get hurt because of my impulse. From then on, I never dared to get into trouble that I couldn't handle," Yu Lanchuan said, "but today Lao Han told me that because of that incident, your master hid in Yan

The news about Ning was exposed, if..."

"What kind of consequences?" Gan Qing interrupted him and raised his legs to leave, "Maybe he deserves it. What do you people from a distinguished family call that? God's law is clear, retribution is not..."

She was walking too hastily and happened to pass a tree. The dead branches of the tree somehow happened to catch her hair. Although her hair was not long, it was thick and thin, and it was wet.

It is especially easy for the hair to become fried in this environment, and the ends of the hair may become tangled.

Gan Qing: "Hiss..."

Yu Lanchuan: "Your master can't stand listening anymore."

Gan Qing was stunned for a moment, then cut off the knotted hair, turned around, and found that the tree where she was hanging happened to be the same tree that Wei Xiao's tombstone was close to.

When she was very young, she had braids and rolled them around. At the end of the day, her hair looked like crazy. Her master held her down and combed her hair again. She couldn't comb it out no matter how hard she tried. The little wooden comb made her squeak.

She screamed, so the master could only use a comb dipped in water to clear her hair bit by bit. He also threatened her that if she kept dipping her hair in water to comb her hair, she would turn into a yellow-haired girl in the future.

Gan Qing did not want to become a "yellow-haired girl", so she later did not dare to ask for a dip in water, so she had to endure the pain with tears in her eyes. This almost left a psychological shadow, and she never grew her hair long again when she grew up.

Are there ghosts and gods out there?

Will the dead look at you under the Nine Springs?

Most people actually don't believe this. Only the fearful people, the heartless people...and their loved ones will be unable to break away from this kind of self-deceptive imagination for a moment.

Yu Lanchuan said softly: "My uncle gave the alliance leader's order, but you didn't respond. But even so, he still doesn't believe that he killed the eighteen people in the flour mill."

Gan Qing said nothing.

Yu Lanchuan said sincerely: "I also heard that he offended some people because of his martial arts competition when he was young. If you suspect that his death was not a normal death and that it was related to those people... or to the Walking Gang, I can help you investigate. After all,

I was the one who caused the Xing Jiao Gang incident in the first place. This time, the Xing Jiao Gang people hid the suspects and attacked the police. Lao Yu and them will not just let it go and will definitely investigate to the end. Can you wait a moment?

"

After Gan Qing listened for a long time, she finally spoke, and her tone slowed down slightly: "Actually, it has little to do with you."

It was that little girl who didn't know the heights of the world. She could have easily escaped from her pursuers, but she had to show off her tricks.

Master always said that the Kung Fu of Wan Muchun's line is no longer suitable for the times. The killing techniques are ominous and deviant. You should not indulge in them, let alone use force to commit crimes.
To be continued...