Xian'er said it was okay, and Luo Fei also said that their car's territory was very soft and had a large buffer, so it should be more comfortable than Liang Du.

As soon as they finished speaking, Liu Shangang was beside me: "Hey, we are almost separated and you don't ask, you just care about the women in your own home."

Liang Houzai also agreed with him: "It is natural for human nature to value sex over friends."

"What a mess," I immediately interrupted the two of them and asked Liu Shangang: "How did you know Yi Qingping's action route in advance? Why did you arrive at the service area earlier than me?"

Before Liu Shangang could speak, Liang Houzai asked me first: "It has been verified that Daze's mentor is Yi Qingping?"

I nodded.

Liu Shangang interrupted at this time: "We didn't know in advance. We have been following you since you got on the highway."

I thought about it and said, "That blue truck? But I remember that the car was left behind shortly after following it."

Liu Shangang smiled suddenly: "We can't follow us all the time. Wouldn't we soon be discovered by Yi Qingping and the others? We deliberately slowed down and changed the car in the service area, and followed after changing the car. We only overtook you until we quickly entered the unmanned area and drove the car into the last service area in advance. At that time, you had been walking for a long time and it was a long mountain road to enter the unmanned area, so Brother Zai was sure that Yi Qingping and the others would definitely eat and rest there, otherwise they would not be able to withstand the driving distance later."

I nodded: "So that's the case. Where did you get so many cars? Can you change one in each service area?"

Liu Shangang raised his chin to Lao Zhai: "This is done by Lao Zhai, and I don't know why he has so many cars."

When Lao Zhai heard Liu Shangang's words, he just nodded symbolically and said nothing.

After contacting him for so many days, I have figured out his temper. Some things, when he doesn't want to say, are like this, they ignore you.

Liang Houzai changed the topic: "Yi Qingping explained when will you take you to see the leader tomorrow?"

I shook my head: "I didn't say that, but I guess he won't delay it for too long. And I think the leader in his mouth is definitely not the leader of the Burial Cult."

Liang Houzai agreed with my point of view: "Well, I guess, this so-called 'leader' is probably Zhao Dekai."

Speaking of him, he changed the subject again: "Brother Dao, have you thought about what to do this time? Don't tell me that you want to directly bring Zhao Dekai's nest."

I smiled helplessly: "Just because of us, it would be fine if there weren't a few people in Zhao Dekai's nest, but if there were too many people, we wouldn't be able to handle this nest. I just want to figure out where Zhao Dekai's nest is and what he wants to do with so many people. And I don't expect Yi Qingping wouldn't stay here for too long, and he will have to set off to find Cao Hongbin tomorrow."

Liang Houzai touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then said, "Brother Dao, how did you know the identity of Daze's mentor?"

I said, "Aren't you going to give me a gift today? Master Daze gave me his own bank card number. I also knew that the cardholder was Yi Qingping when I was remitting money."

Liang Houzai: "This money was given to Yi Qingping, not Zhao Dekai?"

I nodded: "No matter what, Yi Qingping is a member of the Burial Cult, and Zhao Dekai is probably only considered an extra-staff member."

"That is to say..." Liang Houzai thought, and said, "The money that Zhao Dekai gave to the major clans was actually given to him first, and then handed it to the hands of the major clans through him. Zhao Dekai has been operating on the land here for so many years, but he is a puppet who can only get the money but cannot hold the money in his own hands? Brother Dao, do you think, with Zhao Dekai's temperament, can he do such a thing willingly?"

I immediately shook my head: "Of course not. Zhao Dekai, a man who covets the position of Baiwushan Sect for so many years, would never be able to just be a puppet."

Liang Houzai said: "Indeed. I think he joined the Burial Cult at the beginning just to get the help of the Burial Cult. He definitely didn't expect the Burial Cult to undermine him. So he should be trying to resist in his heart now, and the Burial Cult also knows this. Otherwise, there would be no Yi Qingping around Zhao Dekai, and there would be Di Guangtong and Jiang Bin coming to share his pie."

I don't understand the practical significance of Liang Houzai's analysis of these. Anyway, no matter whether Zhao Dekai plays a real power or a puppet here, we will eventually kick him off.

After a moment of silence, Liang Houzai said again: "You are all real financial supporters for the Burial Cult. Yi Qingping will never let you fall into Zhao Dekai's hands. So, if he wants to go back tomorrow, he will definitely take you away. If I'm not wrong, you will meet the leader Yi Qingping said tomorrow morning, and the meeting process will probably be very short."

I said, "Actually, I still can't understand. Yi Qingping brought these students to this place from thousands of miles away, probably not just to meet the leader, right? By the way, when I was in the house just now, I found that there were crazy lice eggs in the food."

Liang Houzai also had a shocked expression: "Have you eaten?"

Me: "I spit it out, but others have eaten it. I now suspect that the crazy lice eggs in red clothes may be very common within the burial sect."

Liang Houzai sighed: "This thing can control people's hearts. If the burial sect is buried... you said Liangzi wouldn't have been controlled by this thing and leaked the commercial secrets, right?"

I frowned: "But the last time I saw Liangzi, he looked very normal, and he didn't seem to be under control."

Liang Houzai picked up his hands and said, "The control of crazy lice eggs on people is not always continuous. Only when the egg-planting person needs to manipulate the parasites will the parasite be controlled. In normal times, parasites are no different from ordinary people. Speaking of which, I had been doubting Wang Dafu earlier and didn't think about this at all, but today you mentioned..."

Just as he was halfway through his words, a scream suddenly came from the village.

Liang Houzai immediately closed his mouth and quietly touched the other side of the village road with me. We pressed our bodies against the wall, with only one eye exposed, and looked in the direction of the sound coming.

His eyes crossed the road and finally stopped near the house in the center of the village, where screams came from.

A few seconds later, Yi Qingping's roar came from that direction again: "You can't remember, but you can't remember!"

Then there were a series of screams, and it was only then that I could tell that the sound was clearly from the bald man's mouth.

The house in the center of the village emits a very bright light. Not only can I hear the sound, but I can also see two shadows projected on the ground.

The larger shadow should be bald, while the other one should be Yi Qingping.

Judging from the actions of the two shadows here, Yi Qingping should be performing some cruel corporal punishment on the bald man. He seemed to be holding a knife or something in his hand, and he scratched the bald man from time to time. Every time the thing fell on the bald man, the bald man would scream heart-wrenchingly.

But the people sleeping in the nearby room could not hear the screams at all, and no one came out to check them out.

It was not until Yi Qingping roared "Get out!" that the bald man escaped from the house in the center of the village like a life. I was worried that he was heading to where I lived, so I quickly stuffed the Qinggang Sword and Fantian Seal to Liang Houzai, and then quickly ran back to where I lived.

After I returned to the house, I immediately lay down and pretended to be asleep. Not long after, the bald man entered our room. He pulled the chandelier in the house. The sudden strong light made me frown, but the bald man didn't notice my actions at all. When I squinted my eyes and looked at him, he was sitting in front of a table near the window and took out some gauze from a small white box.

No one knows where this white box came from. It may have been taken from the car, or it may have been in the house, but I didn't notice it.

I only saw clearly when the bald man took off his shirt. At this moment, there were many more cuts on his arms and shoulders, and the black leather jacket he was wearing had already appeared narrow and long holes.

The edges of these holes are neatly cut by very sharp blades.

I'm right. The thing Yi Qingping just held in his hand was indeed a knife or a dagger, but why did he use that kind of thing to attack the bald man? Even if the bald man is really just a watchdog in his eyes, he can't abuse this way.

Moreover, I saw that not only had new injuries on the bald man, but also layers of old scars stacked on his back. Each scar was thin and long. It seemed that this was not the first time Yi Qingping treated him like this.

After bandaging his wound, he got up and walked out of the house. At this time, I saw his expressionless side face. Really, after suffering such pain, there was no expression on that face, but I felt a hint of chill on such a face.

Bald is a person who is very easy to hold grudges. Yi Qingping treated him like this, and he could not have thought about revenge. He could endure it until today, maybe it was just because the gap between the two in strength was too big, and maybe there were other reasons.

But what is the reason?

This question has troubled me for nearly an hour. At the last moment before I fell asleep, the expressionless face of the bald man appeared in my mind again. I felt that he must have an ulterior motive for following Yi Qingping.

I didn't sleep well that night. I opened my eyes at around five o'clock. At that time, the others in the room were not awake, but breakfast had been set up next to each bedside.

Boss Zhang was the first to wake up. I found that he was not very abnormal when he sat up from the bed. He opened his eyes, yawned, and stretched. Except for the long yawn that made people feel that he didn't seem to have good sleep, there was no sign of being controlled.

I also pretended to be just awake, sat up from the bed, and asked Boss Zhang: "How was he sleeping yesterday?"

Boss Zhang first glanced at me with a smile, then looked around the house in shock, and exclaimed: "What is this place?"
Chapter completed!