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Chapter 229 Brother Zhiyuan’s decision

 "Damn it! Fengzi, what are you doing!"

Bean Sprouts shouted in fright in the darkness.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, I'm going to hit you with some seriousness, so don't be so loud."

I took out my cell phone for lighting and saw that Uncle Liao had passed out on the ground.

"Take it." I handed the phone to Douyazai, stretched out my hand to open Uncle Liao's upper eyelids and took a look.

correct.

I noticed before I came out of the club that when Uncle Liao was talking, I kept paying attention to his eyes, or to be precise, his pupils.

I know one detail.

In the past, Sister Hong was controlled by the Owl Woman. At that time, if you looked carefully at the pupils of her eyes, you could see a faint vertical line under her eyes. You couldn't find it unless you looked carefully.

Opening my eyelids, I found Uncle Liao at this moment.

There is a similar vertical line under the eyes

Under this condition, Bean Sprouts had no symptoms and were just like normal people.

Dou Sprout saw it too, and he trembled and asked what to do now, should we run away or something.

I carried Uncle Liao on his back and said one word.

"wait."

A few hours later, it was dark.

I called as agreed and informed Wu Le, the director of the Changchun Association.

I said that the blue potion was at the Zhaowang Hotel in Handan, and I told him about the safe and the password.

The other party hummed and hung up the phone.

I held my phone and muttered to myself: "Old Wen, Old Wen, hurry up. I can only buy you so much time. You must get this done before the Changchun Conference. Please."

It is not a short distance from Yinchuan to Handan, and I happened to know that Zhaowang Hotel is the territory of beggar Liu.

Will Changchun dare to touch beggar Liu?

I dare not, because there is someone behind Mr. Liu.

I just want Zhao Qingwan to know about this! See if she will react! Don’t forget, the boss and I paid the money.

Until we get the blue potion with our own hands, the Changchun Society will never touch us again.

Once she gets the blue potion, it will only be a matter of time before she discovers it is fake. With Zhao Qingwan's ability, she will definitely know the secret of the blue potion by then, as long as she is interested.

The shrimp and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and then I, Xiang Yunfeng, will become a fisherman.

True and false blue potion, true and false Wonderbird.

If you don’t go to the last step and reveal your trump card, who will know the truth? Who will know the lie?

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After sleeping for an hour or two, when I came out in the morning, I saw Brother Zhiyuan reading the newspaper.

"Yunfeng, did you read yesterday's newspaper?"

"Newspaper? What do you mean?"

Brother Zhiyuan's mouth twitched and he threw yesterday's Yinchuan Evening News to me.

"According to the latest news learned by our reporter, many violent incidents have occurred in the area from Spider Lane to Xita Temple recently. According to eyewitness descriptions, the perpetrator was over 1.9 meters tall, wearing a long white down jacket, and behaved in a suspicious manner

Mental patients, if anyone has any information and sees the suspected person, please contact the Xixia District Police Station."

"This is what the newspaper said. Do you know what the locals around here say?"

Brother Zhiyuan curled his lips and said: "This area is full of old city residents, and some older people are superstitious. Two nights ago, an old lady took her dog out for a walk. She saw a tall, thin man with disheveled hair and white clothes.

He jumped over a two-meter-high wall like a zombie and scared the old lady to the point of having a heart attack."

"Later, after the old lady's words spread the word, many people believed that it was Bai Wuchang. He was a ghost, not a human being. The rattle was used by Bai Wuchang to seduce his soul. If anyone heard the sound of the rattle, it would prove that Bai Wuchang was here.

Mesmerized."

"What the hell is Bai Wuchang!"

Who else could be dressed up?

Then isn’t that fucking Xie Qirong?

This man went from Spider Alley to Sita Temple!

Brother Zhiyuan said he was worried about when this lunatic would come back.

I shuddered all over when I thought of the sound of the rattle. I was also afraid of this man. After all, he was the one who beat Lao Ge to death. Looking at it this way, it would be right to say that he was Bai Wuchang who seduced people.

"Stop talking about this lunatic."

"What happened to Jin Fenghuang these two days? Are you still looking for you and your sister-in-law?" I asked, changing the subject.

Brother Zhiyuan rubbed his face and said with a look of reluctance: "Jin Lao Er has secured his position and more than doubled the manpower. I can still contact several subordinates. They told me that Jin Lao Er

People have been arranged at train stations, highway intersections, shopping malls, game arcades, wet markets and other places, and they are still looking for me."

My face turned ugly.

This is to kill them all.

"So, what are your and sister-in-law's next plans?"

"Hey." He sighed: "Xiaoxia's stomach is aching.

It's getting older every day, and she can't stand the trouble. I plan to find a way to send Xiaoxia to Zaozhuang in the next two days, where I have an uncle who can help me take care of Xiaoxia."

"You still can't let go, brother?"

"lay down"

He shook his head, "I can let go of Yinchuan, but I can't let go of the hatred between Gangzi and Lao Song. If this hatred is not avenged, I, Liu Zhiyuan, will have trouble sleeping."

I frowned and said, "Have you never considered your sister-in-law's thoughts?"

"Of course I have thought about it. Xiaoxia doesn't talk much. How could I not know her thoughts? But no matter what, as long as she leaves Yinchuan and goes to Shandong, then I will have nothing to worry about and can go about my business freely. Even if

If you fail, you will have no regrets even if you die."

"What about you, Yunfeng, what are your plans next?"

"I. I might go into the desert."

"What are you doing in the desert?"

I smiled and said, there is someone I care about there.

Brother Zhiyuan nodded, "It seems that we both have things we can't let go but must do. When do you plan to leave? I have arrangements to send Xiaoxia back to Zaozhuang. If you need it, I can take you both with me."

Procedure."

I asked what arrangements can be made to avoid Mr. Jin?

Brother Zhiyuan said with a smile: "I was in such a mess before when I was attacked by Jin Laoer. You really think that I was living in Yinchuan for fifteen or sixteen years. Yunfeng, you underestimate me. There are still a few brothers on the road who are willing to help."

Although mine can't kill Jin Laoer, Yinchuan is so big that I can still be sure of sending Xiaoxia and you out."

"You think about it. If you plan to leave Spider Alley, just tell me. It doesn't take long. Let me know your decision tomorrow morning at the latest."

I said okay, let me think about it.

That night, I heard a quarrel coming from the cave next door, and there was a constant sound of throwing things. The sound of throwing things was very loud, and the couple was quarreling. Xiaoxuan and Douyazai were as quiet as ice and did not dare to say a word. Uncle Liao woke up, and his hands and feet

Being tied and leaning against the wall, I couldn't help but sigh, saying that I was fine and asked me to untie the rope.

Maybe he is awake at the moment, but the vertical lines in his eyes are still there. Who knows whether he will suddenly be controlled at the next moment and learn a lesson, just like Sister Hong's stab in the head.

So, unless I find a strange way to deal with Owl Woman, I'd better tie him up first, otherwise I won't dare to sleep a wink.

Just one day later, I received a call from Lao Wen. He told me that he had gotten off the train and arrived in Handan.
And I also made a decision.

I told Brother Zhiyuan that I was leaving and leaving Spider Alley.

As for how to walk without being noticed by Jin Laoer, Zhiyuan brother does have a way, I underestimated him.

Just for those two days, a troupe lived in Spider Alley. This troupe used to mainly sing Qinghai Pingxuan from Ningxia. There was a program in Pingxuan called Taiping Yangko. This kind of opera was mainly performed by banging and banging along the street.

It is a local custom to go around in a circle and pray for good weather in the coming year.

But in the past two years, Taiping Yangko has become less and less popular. Some local people prefer another kind, "Nuo opera."

And the group of people who live in Spider Alley are here to sing Nuo opera. What kind of opera is this? To be more precise, it is a opera that exorcises ghosts and prays for blessings.

Nuo opera originated in the Chu region and was most prosperous during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It has been passed down to this day and there are only two groups left.

Nuo opera in Wu'an, Hebei and Nuo opera in Northeast China.

The leader of this troupe is from Fengfenghe Village in Wu'an, Hebei Province.

It was a big joke. Xie Qirong only appeared at night during those two days. He rummaged through trash cans to find food, caught dogs and chased chickens to scare the old lady. With his outfit, his presence and appearance at night scared everyone to death, so everyone nearby was frightened.

In summary, I knew that there happened to be a group of Nuo opera performers in Yulin, so many people pooled some money and invited the troupe over.

Just start from Spider Alley and sing all the way to the vicinity of Xita Temple to drive away the "Bai Wuchang".

Singing Nuo opera consists of several main parts, namely stepping on the urinal, blowing the dog conch, and beating the ghost to death.

There is a child's urine in the urinal, which is said to ward off ghosts. The dog snail is a folk instrument from Hebei. It sounds like a puppy humming, so it is called the dog snail.

Finally, the most important thing about beating the dead ghost is to find someone to put on makeup to play the dead ghost. Not only does this kind of ghost makeup need to be painted, but also a black face mask made of wood is required.

As long as I wear a mask and sneak into the troupe, no matter whether it is the Changchun Society or Jin Lao Er, pretending to be a dead ghost, even if I stand in front of Jin Lao Er, he will not recognize me.

When you arrive at Sita Temple, you are not far from the repair shop. From that small road, you can go directly to the national highway without taking the expressway.

When the time came to take the national highway, Xiaoxia's sister-in-law went back to Zaozhuang to give birth to her child, and we went to Alxa to find a leader. We were unaware of it, and we really have to thank the mentally ill Xie Qirong.

Now, pack up and get your things ready.

Waiting for the evening.

Sing a big show.


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