Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

After getting into the car, Yang Xiaobao realized that his mobile phone had been turned off due to lack of battery.

He charged the battery, turned on the phone, and heard the ding ding ding ding sound.

Yang Xiaobao picked up the phone and looked at it, and there were several missed calls.

It was from the same number, but it was an unknown call.

Because he was driving, Yang Xiaobao didn't even think about calling back.

"Why is the fog still so thick?" The old horse looked at the thick fog outside and murmured.

The lights of the car cut through the thick fog like a sharp sword.

"Maybe it's foggy at night." Said the rabbit demon.

"It was really dangerous just now." The old horse sighed and slumped on the car seat.

Because they had consumed a lot of physical strength just now, they were all exhausted, so no one spoke.

Yang Xiaobao looked at the time on the car, and found that it was already past twelve o'clock at night.

Unexpectedly, they had been fighting tigers in the mountains for so long.

Because they set off from Beichen Village to the west in the morning, and now they are going east to return to Yongfeng Town, passing through Beichen Village.

When they arrived at Beichen Village, the old horse immediately sat up straight.

"Xiaobao, do you want to stop at Beichen Village?" Lao Ma asked.

Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "They don't welcome us, why should we find trouble when we have nothing to do?"

"That's right, go back to Yongfeng Town as soon as possible, and let Lao Kong cook us a delicious meal is a serious matter." The rabbit demon said with a smile.

"There are still a lot of sauced beef and roast chicken in the car." Lao Ma said.

"That thing, you can eat it once or twice. If you eat it every day, you will get tired of it." The rabbit demon said immediately.

Yang Xiaobao smiled, and said to the rabbit demon: "I didn't expect you to be quite picky."

Their car drove through Beichen Village and headed for Yongfeng Town.

Half an hour later, Yang Xiaobao's cell phone rang again suddenly.

Yang Xiabao picked up the phone and looked at it, it was still that strange number.

Calling at such a late hour must be something urgent for me.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao quickly picked it up.

"Who?"

"Is it Yang Xiaobao? I'm Cao Tong."

On the other end of the phone was a female voice with a somewhat anxious tone.

It's about Cao Tong from Beichen Village.

Yang Xiaobao froze for a moment, then asked: "What's the matter, call me so late, what's the matter?"

Cao Tong said, "Where are you? Why can't I get through to your phone?"

"Maybe it's because there is no signal in the mountains, and besides, there is no electricity." Yang Xiaobao said, "We are almost at Yongfeng Town."

"Xiaobao, you, can you come back again?" Cao Tong asked anxiously.

Yang Xiaobao frowned and asked, "Did something happen?"

"Yes, our village has died again!"

Hearing Cao Tong's words, Yang Xiaobao stepped on the brakes directly.

The car creaked and stopped on the side of the road.

"What did you say, someone died again?" Yang Xiaobao asked.

"Yes, yes, that Cao Changsheng is dead."

Cao Changsheng, Yang Xiaobao met at Cao Haitao's house, he came here with Cao Qianjin.

Yang Xiaobao still remembered that this man in his 30s was very well dressed.

"How did you die?" Yang Xiaobao asked.

Cao Tong said: "I don't know, there are no wounds on his body, which is very similar to the death of Cao Haitao's father."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao sighed deeply.

"But, people in your village don't want me to go there." Yang Xiaobao said with some embarrassment.

"Xiaobao, Cao Changsheng's death has nothing to do with you. You were not here at all." Cao Tong said, "People in the village will definitely not think that you killed him."

"But, what do you want me to do?"

Cao Tong immediately said: "Xiaobao, I feel that our village is in danger, and people may die."

"I think you should call the police." Yang Xiaobao said.

"But no wounds, nothing, and there might be another death tonight."

"How did you know I would take care of this?"

Cao Tong was silent for a while, and said, "You must be investigating something when you come to our village. The deaths of people in our village must be related to what you are investigating."

Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma looked at each other and were silent for a while.

He was puzzled by Cao Tong's words.

He also didn't know how Cao Tong knew this.

"Xiaobao, I feel that only you can help our village." Cao Tong said, "Can you come back?"

"How do you know I can save you? Maybe your feeling is wrong."

Cao Tong said: "Yang Xiaobao, I heard about your behavior at Cao Haitao's house. In their eyes, your behavior is a bit weird, but I know that you must be investigating something."

When Yang Xiaobao was at Cao Changhai's house, he simply checked Cao Changhai's father's body.

"Xiaobao, you gave me the paper talisman my father re-pasted, right?"

Before Yang Xiaobao left today, he gave Cao Deyong a few paper symbols, which he promised Cao Deyong.

"Okay, let's rush over now." Yang Xiaobao said.

Cao Tong said happily: "Great, I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the village."

After hanging up Cao Tong's call, Lao Ma sighed and asked, "Xiao Bao, are you sure you really want to go back?"

Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "Otherwise? Don't forget that the south gate of the Gate of Hell is in Beichen Village. Isn't it just an excuse now?"

"It looks like I'm going to have bread and beef sauce again tonight."

Yang Xiaobao turned around and returned along the same road.

When he reached the entrance of Beichen Village, he saw a man standing at the entrance of the village looking towards them.

It was none other than Cao Tong.

Under the light of the car lights, Cao Tong kept waving to them.

When Yang Xiabao's car stopped beside her, Cao Tong immediately drove the door and got in.

"Cao Tong, why did you come here to pick us up?" the rabbit demon asked curiously.

"I ran out secretly." Cao Tong said, "If my father finds out, it will be broken."

"Don't your father want us to enter the village?" Yang Xiaobao asked, frowning.

Cao Tong smiled embarrassedly and said, "Xiaobao, people in our village object to your coming again, and my father can't help it."

Yang Xiaobao sighed, nodded, and said, "Then what should we do? We can't just stay in the car like this?"

"Xiaobao, don't worry, I'll take you to the village." Cao Tong said, "Someone will take you in."

"Who?"

"Cao Changhai."

Yang Xiaobao was stunned. He looked at Cao Tong and asked, "You're not mistaken, are you? He will take us in. Didn't he suspect that we were related to his father's death?"

"But Cao Changsheng also died, the same way as his father. When Cao Changsheng died, you were not in the village, so his suspicions were naturally eliminated." Cao Tong explained.

The old horse coughed and said, "Then what, Cao Tong, are you really sure? Don't call someone to arrest us then."

Cao Tong nodded and said, "Don't worry, I've talked to him."