"This is it," Cao Shigui frowned at the vast forest. "Where do you think the fairy is?"
Gao Yuan was in a hurry to distinguish, "I didn’t know that they had never come to us. We are not allowed to find her and take the initiative to find them. You believe me."
Qu Yong looked around and said, "Don’t worry about the money, we will definitely give it to you. Please tell me first which direction they are going when they leave."
"Over there" refers to the northwest. "Every time they leave, they go that way."
"Over there," Cao Shigui said. "That’s a cliff over there, but it’s an abyss. How can they be there?"
Gao Yuan naturally said, "They are immortals. Naturally, they can live in places where people can’t live."
"All right, let’s call it a day." Qu Yong winked at Cao Shigui and paid Gao Yuandao the money. "You go back first. Come back here a day later. If you see that we are still here, you will get another thousand yuan bonus. But if you dare to tell anyone about our whereabouts, not only will you not get the next thousand yuan, but we will also come back and take it away."
"What if you’re not here?" The lofty greedy way.
"We will be there," Cao Yongli patted him on the shoulder with confidence.
When the young man has gone away, Master Qian Jiuye said, "You are all blind, but I am blind. Sometimes I can judge people more accurately than eyes. I can hear that his tone of voice doesn’t look like lying. It’s this place. How can you live here on a cliff?"
Qu Yong said, "There are two possibilities. The first one is that the so-called immortals use rope tools to climb. The second one is that they don’t live on the surface at all. They just make a show to deceive the villagers and make them believe that they are immortals and better hide their real residence."
Chapter three hundred and thirty-three Hit people hanging pictures
"Oh, what do you think?" Cao Shigui gradually felt that Qu Yong, a young man, was becoming more and more complicated. He seemed ordinary, but he often had penetrating power to see things.
You Qiu also searched one side carefully at the edge of the cliff and affirmed, "There are no traces of human beings near the cliff. Unless they have wings, I am sure I can see some clues."
"What should we do now?"
"Wait, did you smell it?" Thousand nineteen ye suddenly sniffed the nasal passages.
"What’s the smell?" There was a vengeance. "Why didn’t I smell it?"
"It’s the smell of blood. It’s so thick." Thousand nineteen lords sneered. "Blind eyes not only make your ears hear clearly, but also your nose is more sensitive than the average person. You can’t smell me."
"The smell of blood" Qu Yongqi said, "How can this place smell of blood?"
"Yeah, the only possibility is that someone died."
"Go"
A group of people followed a blind guide and quickly crossed two ravines. In front of them, there was a sloping hill. In front of the hill, there was a narrow river, and the water splashed. There were hundreds of flowers in front of it, which didn’t look like winter.
People who have never been outside the rural areas in the southeast of China are not sure that this area is located in the southeast hills, and the mountains are not too high. Most of them are low mountains, and there are often peaks in Shui Bo. If the mountains are steep, they form waterfalls. If the mountains are gentle, they become a river flowing from the mountains.
And this river is obviously the latter, but even so, the river will scour a small lake in the surface for a long time.
QuYong several people arrived here and they all smelled the bloody smell.
"What happened here? How can it smell so much blood?"
No one knows what happened.
"Look" Qu Yong looked around and saw that the river washed out of the lake and the pink water was constantly stirring like a beautiful princess bubble skirt.
How many people’s blood washed out of the pink lake?
Now you can be sure that there must be something strange here.
"Are they all monsters who can escape water?"
"I don’t know if they can escape from the water, but they are likely to fly." They looked at the stone wall of the river and saw that there were several women embedded in it. The river was slow and the water gently washed over their skin and they didn’t move.
If you don’t see it with your own eyes, it’s hard to imagine embedding a person alive in a stone wall and hanging it in half with blood and blood.
"Beating people is like painting"