Lu Chenmo stared at Zifen and Song Qilu. Although he wasn't very angry, it still made people shudder. This was a real sign of not being angry and showing off.

"Where has Zhao Zhao gone? What are you hiding from me?"

Song Qilu didn't speak. He was waiting for Zifen to speak, and wanted Zifen to speak first. After all, he couldn't speak. What if he made a mistake or made a mistake.

"say."

Lu Chenmo's tone was very calm, but it still made Song Qilu tremble.

"Mr. Lu, in fact, our girl will follow Mr. Yan."

"Where are you going?"

Zifen hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

"Girl, she followed Master Yan to find Sang Chong."

"What!!!"

Lu Chenmo thought that Song Zhaozhao was hiding something from him, but he never thought, or even dared to think, that Song Zhaozhao actually went to find Sang Chong.

Song Zhaozhao on the other side, following the old man selling bamboo shoots, also successfully entered the back mountain.

"Old man, is there really a road to this back mountain?"

Song Zhaozhao couldn't believe it, and even had some doubts.

"Miss, just follow me. No one knows the road to the back of the mountain except that noble man."

"How come no one knows about it except that noble man?"

Now that the noble man was mentioned, how could Song Zhaozhao miss such an important opportunity? Naturally, we have to continue to ask.

Hearing Song Zhaozhao's question, the old man hesitated.

"Old man, don't worry, I won't tell anyone. This really makes me too curious."

The old man selling bamboo shoots would definitely not say anything when he saw Song Zhaozhao, a delicate and delicate woman. Even if he told her, nothing would happen. He looked around and sighed softly.

tone.

"Okay, miss, I still have to deal with this matter."

"It needs to be kept secret, old man. I know all this."

The more mysterious the old man selling bamboo shoots became, the more Song Zhaozhao became sure that Sang Chong was really not that simple.

"This escape path is not something innate, but our noble man dug it out bit by bit."

"Dig it out bit by bit by yourself?"

At this time, Song Zhaozhao suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He must have heard wrongly. He dug it out by himself. Song Zhaozhao simply couldn't believe it.

The old man selling bamboo shoots nodded: "Yes, the noble man told me personally. He dug it out, but he was not alone."

"If it's not him alone, who else is there?"

Is it possible that Sang Chong has his own accomplice?

"Yes, and Brother Song from Chenjiazhuang is the one who has been managing this back mountain."

In Chenjiazhuang, Brother Song manages the back hill. Now Song Zhaozhao has determined that his eldest uncle is really related to Sang Chong, but what does it matter? How did this eldest uncle know Sang Chong?

What? This question is like a snowball, one after another, making Song Zhaozhao's mind like a mess.

"Miss, this road is just ahead, please be careful."

Song Zhaozhao didn't have time to think too much, and he didn't know whether Yan Liluo and the others behind him had followed him. Thinking of this, Song Zhaozhao quietly sowed some soybeans. Now it was the most critical time. This road,

But it's crucial.

Song Zhaozhao followed the old man selling bamboo shoots, and every time he walked about ten steps, he sprinkled a little soybean, and unknowingly, he reached the entrance of a cave.

"Where is this, old man?"

"Miss, this is the way to our village."

"Here, isn't this a cave?"

The old man selling bamboo shoots smiled and said, "Miss, go in and take a look."

Song Zhaozhao smiled and nodded, motioning to the old man to walk forward first. In fact, Song Zhaozhao was walking behind so that he could scatter the soybeans. But when Song Zhaozhao reached into his soybean bag, something happened.

Yes, the soybeans were gone. Now it was the most critical moment. The soybeans were gone. Song Zhaozhao looked behind him again and found no trace of Yan Liluo or the others at all. Could they have followed?

"Miss, miss?"

When the old man selling bamboo shoots saw that Song Zhaozhao did not follow him, he called Song Zhaozhao several times.

Song Zhaozhao smiled reluctantly, but actually he felt panicked in his heart.

Forget it, I believe Yan Liluo and the others are smart enough to know where I went.

Song Zhaozhao followed his old man to the cave and found that there were quilts and firewood in the cave. Everything like this was clearly a sign that someone had lived here. It seemed that Sang Chong had been here before.

He avoided being chased by Lu Chenmo, and his eldest uncle had been helping Sang Chong, and he had not allowed the villagers in Zhuangzi to go to the back mountain, for fear that the villagers would discover Sang Chong's existence.

And the first time I met Lu Chenmo in the back mountain and was held hostage by Sang Chong was also in the back mountain. I am afraid that at that time, Sang Chong wanted to come to his hiding place!

"Dad, has anyone lived here before?"

The old man selling bamboo shoots smiled helplessly when he heard Song Zhaozhao ask this.

"Here, our nobleman lived here for a period of time."

Song Zhaozhao nodded: "So that's it. It's just that I just looked at this place. It seems that the noble old man also lived here not long ago?"

"Yes, that noble man lived here not long ago, and he has been in our village for a short time."

Song Zhaozhao nodded and looked around carefully. No matter how he looked, he didn't find another exit in the cave. No wonder Lu Chenmo and the others had been looking for Sang Chong in the back mountain for so long.

None were found.

Song Zhaozhao took advantage of the old man selling bamboo shoots to be away, and quietly picked up a piece of black firewood on the ground. He saw the old man walking to the left side of the cave, about ten meters away from the cave entrance, and gently touched it.

He touched a stone wall that was exactly the same height as himself.

Song Zhaozhao heard the sound for a long time, and then saw that the stone wall on the left side of the cave separated in two places, and then exposed a spacious path.

It seems that this is the road dug by Sang Chong. It turns out there is a mechanism. No wonder Lu Chenmo and Yan Liluo had such a hard time finding it.

"Miss, this is the road, let's go."

Song Zhaozhao smiled and nodded, signaling the bamboo shoot seller to go ahead.
Chapter completed!