Chapter nine hundred and fifty second in hot pursuit
In the back mountain, a huge gray mouse was sniffing in the snow. Four of them moved towards the lonely grave.
It had been ten hours, and she wasn't sure if anything unexpected would happen during this period.
More than half an hour later, the mouse obviously began to speed up, calling out "jijiji,jijiji" frequently. The shaman wiped the sweat from his head and said: "Second Miss, right in front.
Found it”
A few minutes later, next to the lonely grave.
In the pit of the solitary grave, bones were scattered everywhere, Dahongpao was piled aside, and there were some broken burial objects. It was obvious that this solitary grave had been excavated.
Miss Xun'er's face was very ugly, and the shaman began to collect the bones in the solitary grave. When all the bones were collected and placed on the ground, a human skeleton was pieced together.
"Second Miss, someone has been here before. Before we came, there were footprints all around the tomb, and there were still traces of spells. Someone had done something here not long ago."
"Second Miss, there's blood, we have to make sure whether the bones are clear or not."
Xun'er stretched out her jade hand, cut a hole with a knife, dripped the blood and sprinkled it on one of the bones. The shaman took the bone and inspected it for a moment, then nodded and said, "You are related by blood to the owner of the bone."
Xun'er let out a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat relieved, but at the same time she became extremely annoyed. She found Princess Changming's body, but it was obvious that someone had discovered it before she found it.
"The soul of Taizu Chang Ming..." Miss Xun'er asked with a stern face.
"The soul is still alive and has been collected by others."
Ever since Xiang Que and Mr. Huang San Tai came to Gufen to collect Da Qingyi, there has been no heavy snowfall in the mountains, so the footprints around this place are very clear. Except for Xiang Que's, the rest are all
Traces of the weasel.
"There should be Wong Tai Sin here. If you find them, you may be able to get some clues from them."
"Check!" Xun'er spat out one word with an ugly face.
Afterwards, the shamans scattered around and began to trace the traces. Ten minutes later, more than a dozen yellow-skinned men were led to this place, including Mr. Huang San.
The status of shamans among the Five Immortals of the Northeast is equivalent to the intimidating power of Maoshan and Longhu Mountains, the originators of Taoism, in the eyes of demons and monsters. At this time, Mr. Huang San was huddled on the ground, lying on his stomach and not daring to move.
.
"Let me ask you, what happened here before?"
Mr. Huang Santai blinked his old eyes and stood up slowly.
In today's society, there is no longer any trust between people, and the level of trust between people and animals is even less pitiful. The relationship between Mr. Huang San and Xiang Que can only be regarded as a cooperative relationship. They are familiar with each other.
If the degree is very low, the credibility will naturally be lost.
Therefore, in about ten minutes, Huang Santai vomited out all the causes and consequences. Xun'er and the shaman also knew that Chang Ming Gege's soul was taken away by a young man.
After learning about it, the group immediately came down from the mountain, and Mr. Huang Santai led the way to Lao Gao's house.
At this time, Boss Gao had been driving Xiang Que on the highway for a long time.
At Lao Gao's house, Miss Xun'er stood in front of Gao Lao's eldest daughter-in-law and asked softly: "Sister, I just want to ask, where is the young man who came to your house?"
"Who is it?"
"The young man who came to your house a few days ago followed your husband to Houshan."
"What are you doing?"
"Where is he now?" Miss Xun'er took out a wad of money and put it on the table and asked, "Where is he?"
Gao's wife looked at the thick stack of money on the table and said, "I left in the morning and was driven away by my man."
"Leaving?" Miss Xun'er was stunned for a moment. She hurriedly hurried but was still one step behind.
But later a series of information was also checked out by this group of people. This young man was very young, about 23 or 24 years old, with a northeastern accent, and was dressed in ordinary clothes. He was leaving in the direction of Tumen, which is more than 200 kilometers away.
Yes, you have to take the train.
Afterwards, Miss Xun'er and her men quickly left Lao Gao's house and chased in the direction of Tumen.
On the highway, not far from the exit, a notification sound came from the navigation system.
Mr. Gao sighed and said: "In ancient times, robbers said that I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to leave money to buy the road from now on, this language is so rude and direct. But after hundreds or thousands of years,
Now, the language has become much more civilized... The toll station is 500 meters ahead. Please slow down and drive slowly. It is also a dangerous road, but now it is more subtle."
Xiang Que twisted his neck and asked, "I didn't realize that you are quite artistic."
"Back then, I also had a refreshing experience," Gao Lao Gao said with emotion.
Ten minutes later, the BMW got off the highway, drove straight to the train station, and opened the door to Que after arriving at the station.
"Brother, are you leaving like this? Why do I feel so reluctant to let you go all of a sudden?" Mr. Gao blinked his affectionate soybean eyes and said in memory: "Since I met you, our lives have changed dramatically.
I have to sincerely say thank you."
Xiang Que stood outside the car, lowered his head and said: "Go back and live a good life. In a few years, you will be able to get rid of poverty, become rich and become well-off."
"Hey, when will you come and see us?"
“You are free”
After Xiang Que chatted with Boss Gao for a few words, he entered the station, took out his ID card and money and bought a ticket to Wuhan. The timing was coincidental, and he stopped at Tumen on the way an hour later.
At this time, the Mercedes-Benz convoy also got on the highway, heading towards Tumen.
In the car, Miss Xun'er took out her phone and made a call: "There is a BMW in the Tumen area, the license plate number is Jia...remember this message and impound the car for me."
Five minutes after Xun'er hung up the phone, the Tumen Traffic Police Brigade received a call from a superior leader, and then the traffic police team issued the news of impounding the car.
After leaving the station, Boss Gao drove his BMW back in a happy mood. However, just twenty minutes after leaving the station, police sirens rang behind him. At first, he didn't pay attention, but then one of the two police cars drove in.
The car in front of him was blocked with flashing police lights, and another car was blocked behind him.
Boss Gao was suddenly confused: "Oh my God...is this car coming from the wrong direction?"
At this time, Boss Gao mistakenly thought that the BMW Xiang Que gave him was a stolen car, so he was frightened at that time.
"Come on, get out of the car and take out your driver's license." The traffic policeman knocked on the car window.
With a sad face, Mr. Gao opened the car door and raised his hands and said, "Brother, you really don't care about my business. This car was driven by a friend."