The ten-year period is approaching.
The three of them took turns driving and slowly moved towards Changbaishan along the national highway.
There is about a week left, just ten years.
Because of this, Hu Ming and the other two decided to end all the messy things before this, and go lightly without any trouble to welcome the guy home.
During this period, when he passed by Nei Meng Hohhot, Hu Ming stayed here for a day, waiting for someone.
It was Lan Ting who received a message from Hu Ming and rushed from Sijiu City.
"Long time no see, Guan Gen...No, Wu Xie!"
Lan Ting elegantly opened the car door, sat on the passenger seat, and greeted Wu Xie, who was driven back by Hu Ming, who sat with the fat man.
"Lan Ting! Hell! Literally hell! Hell in broad daylight!"
"Although I had already predicted it in the desert, I really saw it... I still felt incredible!"
"This is the first time I have seen a ghost in so many years. It is a ghost in the true sense, a ghost that can move freely under the sun!"
Wu Xie glanced at the blue sky outside, took a breath of cold air, and his eyes stared like a copper bell.
"Lan Ting? Who are you? Your two acquaintances?"
"I suspect you two bastards are carrying Fat Master on my back!"
The fat man scratched his head, with a question mark on his face. He always felt that he had missed something fun in the past ten years of his absence.
"On, of course I met Lan Ting three years ago, in order to relieve my mental state, I used to have a pseudonym Guangen. As a freelance writer and photographer, I met Lan Ting at that time."
"Then, Lan Ting met Ming through me. The fun thing is that when we met Lan Ting, she had been dead for a long time."
Wu Xie's quiet way.
"Dead?"
The fat man grasped the key point and was completely confused.
"Well, I've been dead for three years, and the body has become a pile of bones. I only discovered the truth about my death some time ago."
Lan Ting smiled sweetly, no matter Hu Ming was driving, he leaned his head on Hu Ming's shoulder and held the hand Hu Ming was holding the gear handle with both hands.
"Naughty, Fatty, I seem to have grasped the point... When you met Lan Ting, she was already dead?"
The fat man suddenly thought of something and said to Wu Xie with a gentle voice.
"Ah...yes, what's wrong? Lan Ting's condition is a bit strange. Not to mention me, even Uncle Ming can't figure out the situation."
"It's obviously a ghost, but it's like an ordinary person..."
Wu Xie nodded.
"The key point is not this, the key point...you see!"
"Fat Master, I still underestimate Uncle Ming. This guy has just experienced the mythological story in his own life... I mean, Ning *chen!"
The fat man looked like a basket of lemons, with a sour smell.
“…”
Wu Xie glanced at Lan Ting's actions of leaning on Hu Ming intimately, and was silent, and he understood.
Mad!
It's simply heartbreaking and crazy!
"Anyway, this is a...well, a great story. It's a long story. I won't talk to you about this. I think you won't like to listen to the story between me and Lan Ting."
Hu Ming smiled and tried to pull out his arm but failed. He could only let Lan Ting hold it and drive the car with a heavy load.
"No, please be sure to talk about this, we are very interested!" *2
"No, you are not interested!"
"No, we're interested!"
"...If you believe it or not, I will start beating people?"
Hu Ming turned around, stared at him and threatened.
"We understand, and look at the front, my Uncle Ming, there is a car coming from the front!"
"What are you afraid of? The old driver is here, I'll drive, don't worry."
Hu Ming sneered, and his head couldn't even swing the steering wheel to avoid the car.
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After Lan Ting got in the car, most of the time he went to Changbaishan, Fatty and Wu Xie were driving in rotation.
Hu Ming and Lanting changed to the back seat... The space is spacious... Suitable for...
It is suitable for lying in the back row with your head resting on Lan Ting's long legs.
When he was about to enter the Changbai Mountains area, suddenly, Wu Xie braked suddenly.
"Uncle Ming, something seems to be wrong... The person in front gives me a very strange feeling, just like... he is not a human!
Wu Xie frowned and looked at a figure wrapped in a coat, wearing a bowler hat, and lowered his head to see his face.
Let’s not talk about how remote it is, it’s not like this to take a ride on the roadside, right?
I don’t know if the person in front of me was an illusion, but just glanced at him, Wu Xie felt a creepy feeling.
"It's not just something wrong? Fatty, my hair is on my body. This person... is very dangerous, comparable to the young man and the dead blind man, even more so!"
The fat man grinned, held the pistol at his waist with his back hand, and then got loaded with a click.
Hu Ming had already noticed something was wrong. Looking at the motionless figure in the middle of the road, suddenly the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Do you know him?"
After all, Lan Ting was not a normal person. He had already noticed the terrible part of the figure and asked with a frown.
"I know? I don't know him, and he doesn't know me, but my intuition tells me that that guy... is probably for the bronze door and... me!"
Hu Ming narrowed his eyes and comforted Lan Ting. Amid the screams of fat Wu Xie, he suddenly opened the car door and walked straight towards the figure.
"Uncle Ming!"
"Uncle"
It is rare to see Hu Ming so recklessly. Fatty Wu Xie exclaimed, quickly got out of the car with a gun, guarded on both sides of Hu Ming, and looked at the figure vigilantly.
"It's okay...intuition tells me that he probably has no hostility to us."
Hu Ming stopped the two of them, pressed down their guns, and stared at the figure tightly.
"Well, yes, I'm not hostile to you, and I'm not even interested in you two, and the slightly panicked ghost lady in the back seat."
"I just passed here and wanted to go there...oh, this era...I mean, you call it the Changbai Mountains, right?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Some interesting things are happening there. I just wanted to go over and take a look. I didn't expect that I could meet you by chance. Then I stopped you on the roadside, hoping not to mind."
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The visitor chuckled and raised his head. Under the round hat was an ordinary national face, with a clean beard, and he looked like a very clean and cheerful middle-aged man.
"Me? Interesting..."
"Hu Ming, what about you, what about you?"
Hu Ming's intuition became clearer and he ignored Wu Xie and the fat man with a look of horror, pressed the two of them, grinned and asked.
"Title? Are you saying a name?"
"In my long life, I have used too many names so many that I can't remember them at all. I remember that the last time I walked on the land of China, I was quite famous at that time. My name was...."
"When I think about it, the Zhao family of Ying is Zheng!"
"According to the rules of this era, you can call me Zhao Zheng."
The person who came... No, it was Zhao Zheng who smiled heartily.
"The person who drafted the Baba, the Zhao family of Ying, Zheng? Zhao Zheng? Qin Shihuang!???"
To be continued...