"Okay." Chu Guangtou nodded and didn't worry about it anymore. He knew what to ask and what not to ask.
"Continue." A slightly cold voice outside the camera said.
"The Third Master was in a hurry to go to Xisha, so he asked me to take Mute Zhang's photo and go to Guangxi to inquire. It took me two months to find some clues in a small village called Banai in Shangsi."
"An old man in the village recognized the mute Zhang and took me to find the place where he once lived. That place used to be a hall of the fourth grandpa. The mute Zhang lived in a stilted building, which was relatively remote. I
I sneaked in. The furnishings inside were very simple, with a table and a bed. There were many photos pressed under the glass on the table. Because I was afraid of being discovered by the Fourth Grandpa's people, I didn't dare to move around, so I just took a photo casually.
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"What I didn't expect was that the fourth grandpa had already sent people to keep an eye on me. I was caught by his people as soon as I went out. After that...you should also know about the lama arrest in Changbai Mountain."
"I have no other choice but to deal with the Third Master together with him."
"You said before that there is a big secret hidden in the photo, what is it?" Zhang Zhu asked.
"Can't say!"
Bald Chu's expression was extremely frightened, and his whole body was trembling.
"Tsk..." Zhang Zhuxun knocked on the table carelessly, "My patience is very limited."
A wry smile appeared on Chu Guangtou's lips, "Sir, I've told you everything I can tell you. The rest of the matter is that the water behind you is too deep. I said it today. It won't take a cup of tea to see what you saw."
It’s my corpse."
"I still advise you to stop as soon as possible. If you insist on investigating, you can only go to that house and see it with your own eyes, and you will naturally understand."
The video shook for a few times, and the picture finally settled. Chu Guangtou raised his eyes, as if he was looking at something, but it didn't seem like he was looking at anything, and his hazy eyes showed endless fatigue.
Wu Xiaoxie pressed the return button, and when she straightened up, she realized that her neck was sore.
"How to do it?" He looked at the little brother and the fat man, "Muyu wants us to go to a place called Banai in Guangxi."
"Then let's go." The fat man stretched, "That guy Muyu even prepared my brother's ID card. It's obvious that he had expected this day."
The little brother was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Photo."
"Oh, yes." Wu Xiaoxie quickly picked up the camera and began to search, and a yellowed and old photo suddenly popped out.
Wu Xiaoxie only glanced at it and gasped, "Golmud Sanatorium!"
There is a watermark in the upper right corner of the photo, which reads "1984 Golmud Sanatorium" like a relief.
In the photo, there is a shadow standing behind the screen in the old and gloomy house.
The light shines through the screen, illuminating the black shadow very clearly. At first glance, it seems that there is a person wearing a very large robe, hanging down from above in some unknown way, because the two shoulders of the black shadow seem to have sunk in.
, hanging his neck like a hanged man.
Wu Xiaoxie shuddered, and unconsciously pressed the next photo with his finger, and another photo popped up. It was the same as the previous one, except that the details had been processed, and the shadow hanging behind the screen looked clearer. "This guy...sigh, why does he look like a deformity?" The fat man touched his chin and asked doubtfully.
"And from this perspective, have you noticed that it feels like someone is squatting on the ground and peeping through the crack in the door?"
If you look carefully, it is indeed the case. The angle of the photo is upwards, which makes the picture look magnified and top-heavy.
Wu Xiaoxie looked at his younger brother, "Did you remember anything?"
The little brother shook his head slightly, obviously still the same.
"Let's see if Muyu left anything else." Fatty pointed at the camera.
The photo jumps to the next one, which is a piece of paper torn from a notebook, with a string of addresses written on it.
The fat man nodded, "This should be my little brother's home. Call that guy Muyu and ask him what he is doing now. Let's pack up and prepare to go to this place
Fang."
Wu Xiaoxie put the phone to her ear, waited for a few seconds, and then said in frustration: "Still can't get through."
"Maybe Muyu has already left for Guangxi in advance, let's hurry up." Fatty said.
Two days later, the three of them got on a plane to Nanning, and then transferred to a train to Shangsi.
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Zhang Zhuxun, who was missed by them, had just arrived in the most remote small county in southeastern Tibet. It had just rained coldly. Zhang Zhuxun was wearing a thin velvet jacket and was dressed simply.
He came here to find someone he hasn't seen for two months. I don't know how she is adapting here.
There was no on-the-spot investigation at the beginning. I only gave Aning an address in Medog, and I don’t know where she is hiding now.
Zhang Chuxun was already prepared to stay here for a few more days. He asked the locals to find a hotel, but before he even got close, he felt a familiar feeling.
Following the induction, he walked forward, passed through a small group of crowded tile-roofed houses, and turned several corners in succession. Zhang Zhuxun wandered around this pile of buildings like a headless fly for half an hour, and then sadly
I found that I seemed to be lost.
He muttered somewhat depressedly: "It's strange, I feel like I'm right here, but why can't I get out?"
After scratching his face and seeing that there was no one nearby, Zhang Zhuxun kicked his foot on the low wall and used his strength to climb up to the roof. He stepped on the mottled tiles and walked forward for a while. The feeling of the safety buckle became closer and closer.
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Seeing the small courtyard under the eaves, Zhang Zhuxun jumped down lightly like a civet cat. He patted the little bit of dust accidentally stained on the corner of his clothes and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Turning his head suddenly, he discovered that on the small steps made of stones under the eaves behind him, in a simple doghouse, there was a muscular wolf with its back hunched over, its eyes burning, staring at him eagerly. "Oh!"
Zhang Zhuoxun sighed secretly in his heart that he was unlucky. Among his thirty-six strategies, slipping away was the best strategy.
As soon as his feet moved, the wolf Qing jumped out of his den with a howl and a wild cry, rushing toward Zhang Chuxun's neck like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
Zhang Zhu quickly took two steps back. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw the wolf Qing standing where he had just been. His four claws were slapping and scratching, leaving a hole in the ground. It was extremely ferocious. It's a pity that all attacks are restrained by the thick iron chain around the neck, so no matter how ferocious they are, they are in vain.
Zhang Zhuoxun patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. It was so close that he almost saw blood.
There was movement in the house. Apparently the owner of the small courtyard was alerted and wanted to come out to check.
Zhang Zhuoxun was about to run away when he suddenly sensed that the location of the safe button was actually in this small courtyard.
After a slight hesitation, the door of the house opened from the inside, and a handsome boy with short hair ran out of the house, holding a machete in his hand.