Zhao Wusheng started the car and turned on the headlights. The car made a huge noise. Needless to say, there must be thick smoke billowing from behind. The car was indeed quite old.
If this car drives onto the road, it will definitely be stopped by the traffic police. So Zhao Wusheng specializes in walking in such dark alleys, twisting and turning, and it is strange why he can remember so many complicated roads.
Gradually, we drove away from the city, and without the traffic police's inspection, our car drove onto the right road. I didn't know the road, but I just felt that the farther we went, the road became wider, but it was bumpy and bumpy, as if it was on the road.
A dirt road to a certain village.
There are many villages near Xinxiang City. I don’t know where Zhao Wusheng went. I wanted to ask Zhang Yujie, but saw the dementia on his face, so I held back.
When the car lights flashed, I noticed the three words "Xiaodian Village" written on the roadside sign, and then I understood. Xiaodian Village is a village near Xinxiang City. It is said that the folk customs are fierce, and there are often robbers and robbers.
There are always rapists and robbers.[
Why did Zhao Wusheng take us to Xiaodian Village in the middle of the night? I watched nervously on both sides of the road, for fear that a dozen young men riding motorcycles would suddenly appear and rob us. Although I, Zhang Yujie, and Zhao Wusheng were there,
It shouldn't be a problem to deal with some miscellaneous fish and shrimps, but it is still a bit nervous.
The car drove gradually for more than 20 minutes, and Zhang Yujie and I bumped our heads numerous times along the way. After passing the main road of the village, there were no street lights, and it seemed that we were deliberately heading to a remote place.
I noticed that when Zhao Wusheng was driving, he would often stare at the rearview mirror to pay attention to the road conditions behind him. He made sudden turns at T-junctions many times without warning. There was a huge stone monument in the village that I saw at least three times.
It wasn't until there were no cars in front or behind that Zhao Wusheng drove onto a mountain road, even in the dark. I felt like the car I was riding in was like a lonely boat in the sea, driving alone in the boundless world.
Through the car window, you can clearly see countless stars in the sky, which is unattainable in the urban area. The car drove to the middle of the mountain and suddenly stopped. Zhang Yujie and I looked at each other, and only heard Zhao Wusheng say lightly