Luo Ren did not listen to Zheng Mingshan's advice, and went to the car to get the equipment and entered the mountain. Zheng Mingshan ignored him and leaned against the door and watched him leave with his arms held his arms and leaned against the door.

Cao Yanhua was in a dilemma. After some ideological struggle, he stood on the side of Zheng Mingshan: First, he felt that it was dark and foggy, and he felt unsure when he entered the complex environment of the terrain; second, he had never heard of Luo Ren's "opposite". In his heart, he felt that Xiao Luo Ge was a little bit of a big deal.

What an amazing opponent, who can compare to the strong alliance between the little master and the great master?

Zheng Mingshan sat down leisurely on the threshold: "Let's take a look, Luo Ren will be back in a while."

Cao Yanhua said: "It may not be. My little brother Luo is a person who wants to save face. He went in and came out again. Didn't he slap himself in the face?"

Zheng Mingshan smiled and said, "It's brainless to go in to earn face. If he comes out, I admire him for not being a rude person."

As he said that, he raised his finger and pointed to the mountain line in the distance: "The tourism company's preliminary exploration has not been successful. It is easy to get lost when entering during the day, not to mention that it is heavy fog at night, and the visibility is so low. He will know after walking for a while, that I am not coaxing him."

Sure enough, about a quarter of an hour, Luo Ren came back, with thick fog on his temples, deep anxiety in his eyes, and almost twisted his eyebrows into the character "chuan".

He is now like a huge but extremely disordered aura, which cannot be touched, touched, and grasped, but it is absolutely impossible to be still.

Zheng Mingshan was a little funny, but he felt a little relieved about Luo Ren's nervousness and said, "Don't worry, I understand my master."

Luo Ren sneered: "But I understand cheetah."

He stepped into the yard. Cao Yanhua was dull and didn't know whether to follow or not. Zheng Mingshan glanced into the yard and said to himself: I have nothing to do.

From now until the fog dissipates, Luo Ren will never stay quietly. He will check every room, check the front and back of the yard, and check every possible trace, and at the same time, he is so anxious that he can't break the fog.

Why bother, waste your energy.

Zheng Mingshan patted Cao Yanhua on the shoulder: "Little fat man, let's go to sleep."

Cao Yanhua did not move.

Zheng Mingshan looked at him: "What are you doing? Do you have any opinions?"

"Master, do you think my little brother Luo is powerful?"

When asked, Zheng Mingshan frowned: "It's okay, what's wrong?"

"If you think my little brother Luo is a character, the opponent who can make him anxious and unable to calm down should not be a little person. Master, don't you think you should pay attention to it?"

What the fat guy said makes sense. Zheng Mingshan thought about it and signaled Cao Yanhua to go into the backyard with him.

Luo Ren was standing in the corner of the courtyard wall, and the flashlight hit the top of the wall.

Zheng Mingshan understood why Luo Ren was concerned about this corner. According to the architectural layout of the backyard, if the person who came was walking on the roof, he would definitely be noticed by the people in the house, and it would not be possible to enter from the front yard. The only possibility was two walls - but one of them was the Triangle Water Pavilion.

So this wall is the only and most likely passage. However, in the early years, the courtyard walls were very high for the sake of theft prevention, at least four to five meters. Could it be that Luo Ren's opponent, and he is also a martial arts master who is proficient in the skills of gecko walls, such as gecko walls?

He asked Luo Ren: "Who is the origin of the cheetah?"

"The Philippines, the leader behind the kidnapping gang, women, can do guns, fights, and Chinese descendants."

Zheng Mingshan quickly outlined the general picture outline in his mind. Such a well-known figure would not run to a small town in the southwest to climb over the wall unless...

Unless there is a complex relationship between this woman and Luo Ren.

Thinking of the rose in Mu Dai's room, Zheng Mingshan felt disgusted with Luo Ren for no reason.

***

Muyo's cell phones are still in the room and cannot be contacted. Of course, even the instruments fail to enter, communication may not be expected. Luo Ren's only idea now is that the fog can disperse as soon as possible.

Maybe what Zheng Mingshan said makes sense. Even if he is a cheetah, he may not be able to treat Meihua Jiuniang and Mu Dai. But he just was worried and could not feel at ease if he didn't see Mu Dai with his own eyes.

It was finally sunrise, and although there was only a little light and the fog had not yet dissipated, Luo Ren and Zheng Mingshan still set off together, leaving Cao Yanhua to guard the house, so as not to find anyone if Meihua Jiuniang and Mu Dai come back.

Rather than saying that there are mountains around Youwu Town, it is more appropriate to say that it is a valley and canyon. The roads are winding and there are many forks. If you are not careful, you will be dead end. You have to go back in place. Sometimes after climbing a section of slope, you will suddenly get another quick down - from a height point of view, offsetting up and down means not climbing.

What’s worse is that it is midsummer, and it is the time when the trees and shrubs are growing wildly. Sometimes there is no way out and you almost use your body to directly knock the shrubs open.

Last night, did Muyo and Meihua Jiuniang really enter the mountain? It was dark and bright, how did they go?

The sun was getting high, the thick fog turned thin, Luo Ren was a little anxious. He had just walked two dead ends, and he suddenly blocked the road while walking, so he could only return the same way.

He walked a few steps and suddenly tripped under his feet.

I leaned over and saw that it looked like a concave golf club. I didn't know what material it was, it was thin but tough. When it was strange, Zheng Mingshan's face suddenly changed.

This is the prosthetic limb of Meihua Jiuniang.

But why are there only one? The other? More importantly, what about people?

He stopped moving forward and almost checked the defense-style search. When Luo Ren walked around a mountain wall, he suddenly felt shocked.

Seeing Meihua Jiuniang sitting with her back to him, she was sitting against a stone.

So peaceful and silent, for some reason, Luo Ren had an ominous premonition.

He tentatively shouted softly: "Master?"

Zheng Mingshan came with the sound.

Seeing the back of Meihua Jiuniang, his face turned pale almost instantly. After a while, he strode around in front of Meihua Jiuniang and shouted: "Master!"

Luo Ren saw that Zheng Mingshan knelt down.

There was a buzzing sound in his mind, he moved his steps stiffly and walked around.

Plum Blossom Jiu Niang is dead.

Sitting upright, he did not fall, with a smile on his face, as if he was laughing, and there were many knife wounds on his body. The fatal one was a knife in his throat, almost reaching the bones, and blood swept through his clothes. Fortunately, there was no accumulation around his body.

Plum Blossom Jiu Niang, the legendary figure in her early years, was not so messy and bloody.

Luo Ren took two steps back, his mind was blank, and he heard his murmuring: "Where is Muyo?"

He went around to see that Meihua Jiuniang was dead. Where is his girl? Last night, there was a fight here. Muyo would not sit around and watch his master get hurt. What about Muyo?

The phone rang, and he picked it up mechanically.

It was a charlatan, and his tone was excited: "Little Radish, do you know? I asked Xiao Wanwan to check it for me. That Guansi Pailou, it turned out..."

Luo Ren interrupted him stiffly: "I don't have time now, I'll send it to me, or I'll talk about it later."

He hung up the phone.

Zheng Mingshan turned to look at him.

This eldest disciple of Plum Blossom Jiu Niang, the senior brother of Mu Dai, is no longer a mediocre man who is squinting his head and drinking small wine with peanuts. His eyes are sharp, and his bent back is ready to go, like a beast that is about to explode in the next moment.

The phone kept ringing.

Luo Ren suddenly became angry and took it off and shouted angrily: "I said, I don't have it now..."

He suddenly stopped.

On the other end of the phone, there was a strange calm and silent, but there was a strange airflow.

This is not a charlatan.

Zheng Mingshan slowly stood up from Meihua Jiuniang.

A sound finally came from the receiver. This sound seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, years and years, with the hoarseness and the charm of a woman, which was the deepest nightmare in a nightmare, and he had never forgotten it.

"Ro."

Luo Ren felt the blood in his body rushing to the top of his skull: "Where is Mu Day?"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Where is Kiyo?"

"I haven't seen you for so long, don't you talk to your old friends? Are you thinking about your little beauty?"

Luo Ren roared: "Where is Muyo?"

"She is very good, she just cries, makes noise, screams and scolds, but don't worry, I have a good temper and will not kill her with one knife - if I kill her, I will have nothing to play with."

Luo Ren gritted his teeth: "Did you kill the Plum Blossom Jiuniang?"

"Is that old lady looking for death?" she chuckled, "I'm so old, there's no more time left."

"What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Her voice was as low as a lover's murmur, "Luo, have you ever heard a saying that a beautiful woman has to experience two deaths in her life, one is the passing of beauty, and the other is the real death."

"Luo, I've been blind. You've killed me once."

She giggled.

"I'm so jealous when I see your little beauty so beautiful."

Luo Ren held his phone tightly, and his joints turned white because of excessive force: "What do you want?"

"I don't know what I want, or if I meet, I will know."

“Where did you meet?”

"Your home is good."

Home? Which home?

She continued: "There is antique and the field of vision is your friend's bar diagonally opposite. Luo, after you returned to China, you really made many boring and strange friends. Why did you raise a chicken?"

She laughed loudly, and the laughter finally became cruel and vicious.
To be continued...