Chapter 110 The Call of a FriendSoon, the bookshelf was checked. Most of the books here are useless, and many of them are related to snakes, which only further proves the identity of Liu Jia Tainan as a snake spirit. There are only two pieces of useful information. First is the autobiography of Grandma Liu. This autobiography tries hard to create the impression that Grandma Liu has lived for tens of millions of years, is knowledgeable, and has participated in many historical events. But if you look closely, you will find that it is full of mistakes and omissions. There is a saying that walking on the road is like climbing to the sky, and one can die if one is not careful. In fact, it is just like a snake crossing the road and being crushed by a car. What divine chariot descended from the sky and caught fire? It was actually a car that fell off a cliff and exploded... This is enough to prove that the Liu family's grandmother's rise to prominence is actually a recent phenomenon, and she is not some old monster who has practiced for thousands of years. As for the other piece of information, it came from a news report.
This news recorded a major traffic accident. A tourist vehicle disappeared for no reason and all the people on board were missing. The number of missing people just corresponded to Wu Xian and others. Photos were also published. They were the dead passengers who had boarded the bus before! The car was finally found at the bottom of a canyon more than a month later. All the passengers and a tour guide on the bus died. Some were killed in the fall, while others bled to death because no one rescued them for a long time... What is somewhat strange is that these corpses were not eaten by birds and beasts, and all remained in the same state as when they died, which made it easier for the local police to conduct investigations. Later, someone found the missing tourist bus driver in a remote village. According to the driver's confession and police investigation, it was not the driver's fault in the accident, but a truck driver who was fatigued and fell asleep at the wheel, pushing the tourist bus off the cliff at a turn. The truck fled afterwards, and there happened to be no surveillance on this stretch of road... This is what the bus driver said during the interview. "The reason I hid myself was because I wanted to wait until the storm had passed and everyone had forgotten about it. That way, no one would think it was my responsibility..." After reading this news. Wu Xian suddenly realized that since the only dead were the passengers and the tour guide, then who was the middle-aged man staring at the driver, Lao Zhao? Could it be the surviving driver? I'm afraid the key to the dead passengers lies in that middle-aged man. "It seems that we need to pay special attention to the driver, Lao Zhao..." …… After all clues have been investigated. There was nothing for the four of them to do. It happened that Du E was hungry, so she picked out some snakes and insects that had been scalded to death by the hot oil, and chose some non-toxic parts to eat. Following her lead, Wu Xian and Su Mi also ate a little. No one knows whether Aunt He and others will be able to bring food out of the banquet hall tomorrow, so it is better to take the opportunity to replenish their energy. As for the taste of these things.
Wu Xian could only comment that the food was not as good as the ones cooked by my dog. In addition, they drank up the mineral water they brought with them, and then filled their bottles with the water tank in the study. This water tank was used to store water for rinsing pens, and after sedimentation it could be considered clean water, which was better than being thirsty all the time. Then the four of them took turns to keep watch and sleep. Resting in the study was much more comfortable than in the circular open space. And just like that, the next morning arrived quickly. The night had not yet faded and the morning light was about to appear. Wu Xian and his companions were ready to leave through the upward door in the study tomb. If they left too early, they would encounter evil spirits outside. If they left too late, the door of the study tomb might be closed. Now was the perfect time. Each of them was holding a large bag of things, especially Su Mi, who was like moving house. They took everything, chairs, books, calligraphy and paintings, and even Zhao Xiaofu's body was looted, leaving only basic clothes to keep her decent. Chairs can be used for resting, books can be used for burning fire or wiping buttocks... Anyway, there is nothing up there, so taking anything from down there will help your life up there... They also discussed last night how to deal with Zhao Xiaofu's body. Jiang Xianglan insisted on taking the body away. She failed to save her sister and could not leave her in such a place any longer, but Wu Xian dispelled her idea with just one word. "Aren't you afraid that your sister will come back to life like that old man?" It was very inconvenient to walk up the stairs while holding things, so Wu Xian and the other three walked very slowly. Wu Xian, Du E and Su Mi went out one after another, and Jiang Xianglan, who was a little weaker, was at the end. Just as she was about to reach the exit, she suddenly heard a familiar call. "Is there... anyone who can help me... Xianglan, where are you? I'm so scared." This is Zhao Xiaofu's voice. Jiang Xianglan was stunned for a moment, and replied subconsciously: "Is it Xiaofu? But you are not..." "I don't know either. My neck hurts so much, as if I had a nightmare. Xianglan, please come and help me. I can't move. Please don't leave me here." Jiang Xianglan's brain suddenly became confused. She couldn't understand many things. Suddenly, she remembered the popular science she had seen before. Some people appear to be dead, but in fact they are faking their death, so many places have the custom of keeping corpses to observe whether there is a possibility of fake death. Is Zhao Xiaofu in the same situation? Then... She turned around in a daze and wanted to go downstairs to find Zhao Xiaofu. Wow! A powerful hand suddenly reached down from above, grabbed Jiang Xianglan's clothes, and pulled her out of the study. pat! After Jiang Xianglan came out, the door of the study tomb was closed and the next time she could enter would be at night. If it weren't for Su Mi, Jiang Xianglan would have been locked under the tomb. Su Mi grabbed Jiang Xianglan's shoulders and shouted angrily: "What are you thinking about? Are you going to die?" "what?" Jiang Xianglan was stunned for a long while, and suddenly woke up as if from a dream. "I, I don't know what happened. I just forgot everything and just wanted to go down and rescue Xiaofu..."
Du E watched from the side for a while, then grabbed Jiang Xianglan's arm and rolled up her sleeves, only to see a black female palm print on her arm! She didn't actually want to go down on her own, but was dragged down by the ghost! Wu Xian shook his head slightly: "It seems that your friends don't want to let you leave..." Many evil stories. When people encounter evil spirits, they will make stupid choices. It's not that they are inherently so stupid, but some evil spirits have the ability to interfere with people's minds. Once you are infected, your brain will short-circuit and you will behave like a fool. Jiang Xianglan realized it later and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Her heart was beating fast. She then realized that she had almost stepped into the gates of hell. She threw herself into Su Mi's arms and cried bitterly. Now only this big man could give her a sense of security. Wu Xian's mouth twitched and he turned his head away. I happened to see that people were coming out of other cemeteries. (End of this chapter)