133 Silence

"Ayu..." Qin Xiang asked just as he asked, and the man's voice broke out from the opposite side: "Now you hear, your girlfriend is still alive. From now on, you can listen to my instructions."

"You said you said," Qin Xiang said anxiously.

"Driving to Qinghe Youqiao." The man said, "Remember, you are allowed to come alone. If we find that you have brought one more person, don't blame us for being polite."

"Qinghe Quiet Bridge?" Qin Xiang repeated it.

"No," said the man hung up the phone again.

Youqiao is one of the famous ancient bridges in Fengjing. It has a history of more than a thousand years. It is located in the outskirts of Fengjing. It was two hours later when Qin Xiang drove there.

There was a big willow tree next to the Youqiao Bridge. Qin Xiang parked the car below and waited for the kidnappers' call.

As soon as he got out of the car, his cell phone rang again. Qin Xiang quickly connected, but the man's voice was still the same: "You are very obedient, you didn't call the police, and you didn't bring anyone else."

"Brother, where are you, I have already brought the money." Qin Xiang didn't know where the other party was and whether he had seen him. After saying that, he raised the suitcase in his hand.

"There is a village ahead, do you see it?" the man said.

Although Qin Xiang did not go to see it deliberately, she had already seen the surrounding environment clearly when she was driving here. There was a large village in front of Youqiao. There was a road into the village, one road on the left and one road on the right, a larger cement road on the left, and a small road on the left, winding and winding, leading along the Qing River, and vehicles couldn't get through.

"I saw it, where are you?" Qin Xiang asked repeatedly as if he was nervous.

"You walk along the path on the left and keep walking, and you will see a mountain with a pavilion on the mountain, and you will sit in the pavilion and wait." After saying that, the man hung up the machine again.

"What's the secret? These kidnappers are so cautious, they shouldn't be coveted." Qin Xiang said in his heart.

Although he wanted to rescue Luo Yu immediately, the other party was mysterious and he had to walk step by step according to their steps. He carried his suitcase and walked forward along the path by the Qing River. After walking for more than ten minutes, he finally saw a stone mountain not far from the river bank. With the dim moonlight, he saw a pavilion on the side of the mountain, which seemed to be a place for residents nearby to rest.

But it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and it was cold in the early winter, and there was no one around.

Qin Xiang walked up the mountain along the path and came to the pavilion, where there was no one below.

There is a stone table in the pavilion, which looks gloomy at night. Although there are street lights on the mountain, there is only one that is far away. When the light shines over, only a small part of it is found.

The dead branches and leaves on the mountain can be seen everywhere, the cold wind blows, dancing and showing the vicissitudes. The mountain is silent, except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves, there is nothing sound. A broken lamp about twenty or thirty meters up the pavilion is as dim as the eyes of an old man in his twilight age. Even if there is light, it will scatter and not gather.

As he walked into the pavilion, Qin Xiang suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. Instead of sitting down, he stood under the pavilion, swept around him, and stood quietly there without moving, as if an old monk had entered a meditation.

"What exactly are these kidnappers trying to do? Is it just to lead themselves to this mountain to blow the northwest wind?" Qin Xiang was very puzzled. The kidnappers' behavior was too abnormal. He had been standing in the pavilion for nearly half an hour, but the other party still had no movement, which seemed unreasonable.

Just as he was confused, his cell phone finally rang again.

"What do you think? I have brought the money, please, I want to see my girlfriend!" Qin Xiang said in a begging tone.

"You put the money on the stone table, and you go up the mountain with empty hands. After going up the mountain, there is only one way down the mountain. When you go down to the bottom of the mountain, you will see a few houses and come directly." It was still the man's voice.

"I gave you money. What if you tear the ticket?" Qin Xiang said suspiciously: "How about paying the money with one hand and the other hand?"

"You are not qualified to negotiate with us. You either do as you do it, or you turn around and leave your girlfriend here for us to play with." The man smiled evilly.

"No, no, I will do it!" Qin Xiang said hurriedly, and after saying that, he glanced at the suitcase and ran up the mountain along the path.

"Damn, I didn't expect this business to be so easy." After a moment, two black shadows sneaked out of a cave and ran quickly into the pavilion. They opened the suitcase on the table, looked at the box of Chinese coins inside, and saw a greedy light burst out in their eyes. They picked up a stack of money and flipped it over, murmured.

This sound is exactly the voice of the man who called Qin Xiang before.

"Brother Ji, one million and a half million are enough for us to go crazy for a while. I didn't expect that there would be such a good thing in this world. You don't have to do anything. You just need to make so much money by making a few phone calls. Brother Ji is the best." Another man with a slightly thin figure also wanted to pick up a stack of money to enjoy his hands, but he seemed to be afraid of the fat man who was ordering money and said in a pleasing way.

"Just talking nonsense, let's go quickly. If that kid finds out he'll be in trouble." The man who called Brother Ji covered the suitcase and said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt something was wrong. He suddenly turned around and saw in horror that his thin companion had collapsed like a pile of mud. There was a person standing on his hands.

"Varied……"

The man who called Brother Ji had just shouted half a word, but the man had already grabbed his neck and raised his short and fat body in the air.

"Ah...ah..." The man who called Brother Ji's eyes were protruding, and he tried to break the man's hand with both hands. He struggled to shout, but he couldn't break it.

"Click"

A crisp sound came, and as soon as the man let go, the man who called Ge Ge fell to the ground with a bang.

The man sat on the stone table without saying a word, glanced left and right, then walked out of the pavilion, and in a flash, he disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.

Let’s talk about Qin Xiang following the man’s instructions, he quickly ran down the mountain. After going down the mountain, he saw several houses not far ahead, and he kept running over.

He ran a little closer and saw clearly that it was several dilapidated bungalows, and it seemed that no one lived in them. However, according to common sense, such a place was indeed

As he approached, he slowed down and made two thoughts to explore first while walking inside.

The walls of the bungalow have been damaged by half. The gate of the yard is wide open, and the door is no longer known where to go. The bungalows in the yard are divided into two rows, one row and four rooms. There is also a large room directly in front of them. Most of the doors of the rooms are in ruins.

"No one?" Qin Xiang stopped halfway through the yard.

"Not good, I'm fooled." The next moment, Qin Xiang immediately withdrew his thoughts, turned around and ran away.
Chapter completed!