One of the voices suddenly lowered: "Do you know, I heard that it was still the Qingshan that Yafeng took the initiative to chase."

The other one was amazed and smacked his tongue: "Really? What do you think?"

...

Qingshan? Isn’t that Cao Yanhua’s cousin? It seems that Yafeng is the bride.

In the clearings not far away, a black Hummer came into view.

Yan Hongsha suddenly thought of something and quickly patted the seat in front: "Master, stop, stop here."

The driver was surprised: "Is this girl? There is still a distance."

"That's it."

***

Yan Hongsha watched the small van drive away. He was sure that there was no one in front and behind, so he quickly went to the place Luo Ren said to dig out the car keys and got in.

As soon as the car door was closed, the sound of wind and rain retreated, and the car looked like a quiet little world.

Luo Ren said that he would find a way to call her, but it was already afternoon, and it was more than a day and one night after the last call.

Yan Hongsha was panicked.

She climbed into the back carriage, and several tactical bags were placed side by side. When she opened it, she saw that the things inside were the same: knot rope, first aid kit, compass, and flint.

Yan Hongsha left his luggage bag in the car, put a tactical bag in the necessary supplies, and stuffed two bottles of water. After getting off the car, he put a disposable poncho and buried the car key back to its original place.

After walking for a while, I encountered a small grocery store. The business was light on the rainy day. The owner sat under the eaves and smoked his cigarettes. Yanhongsha went over to inquire about the road behind.

The owner pointed to her: "It's raining and the road is hard to walk. You keep walking along the path ahead. If it's fast, it's two hours, and if it's slow, it's hard to say - you can always get there."

Two hours? The eyes of Yanhongsha were almost glaring out.

The shop owner seemed to see what she was thinking, laughed and said, "Miss, there are also roads near you."

He raised his hand and looked in the direction he pointed. The sky was filled with rain and fog, and the blue-brown mountain lines were undulating.

The owner changed his tone: "But who dares to leave? Usually, there will be no wind or rain, and it will rain so heavily last night..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and the rest of my mind was endless: "So, girl, go the main road honestly and be safe."

Yanhongsha responded on her mouth, but her eyes were rolling around: "Will you get lost if you walk on the mountain?"

"That won't be possible. If you really get lost, you will climb up. Caojia Village is in that position. If the general direction is set, you can't make a mistake."

***

Anyway, it’s just a pool of water, two steps and one step at a time. Why don’t you cross mountains? Can you hide from falling stones or something? So many years of hard work are not in vain.

Yanhongsha decided to take a shortcut and crossed the mountains in one go. It was dark early in the mountains, especially on rainy days. As soon as it crossed a mountain, it became dark around it.

Standing at a high place and looking away, the village in front of me should be Caojia Village. Looking back, there were two small wriggling black dots on the winding path, probably those two girls.

They were so much behind. Yan Hongsha was in a good mood. After drinking a few sips of water, they attacked the second seat.

This time it was not so easy. The mountain road was sparse and I was walking one step further. When I was halfway through, I felt that the noise was wrong. I looked up and saw a row of stones rolling down on the top.

Is there really a fall?

Yan Hongsha's scalp was numb, and she jumped straight, and she jumped over. Who knew that the stones at her lower feet were unstable, and she fell forward. It was both stones and mud, and she slid down for about ten meters, as if she was sitting on a skateboard and shoveling down.

Finally stopped, I chewed a mouthful of mud, but it was basically at the bottom. Looking back, there was a scratch on the mountain, like a slide where children like to play.

Yan Hongsha shouted that he was unlucky and raised his hand to wipe off the mud on his chin. He was a little glad: Fortunately, no one saw it.

She held her hands on the ground and was about to stand up.

The next moment, he suddenly stopped moving.

Then, she looked at her left hand that was standing on the ground with almost terror.

Yes, there is mud there, but why, it feels wrong?
Chapter completed!