Chapter 141

At two o'clock in the morning, the shower stopped.

Twenty miles west of Huzhou City, at the foot of Tianwang mountain, in the inky night, with the roar of an engine, the peace was soon broken.

Shortly thereafter, a car arrived and a young man came out.

"It should be here!"

The night was like ink. Looking up at the vast mountains alone, Lin Hao thought silently in his heart.

The situation is not the same as expected.

The heavy rain did not have much impact on Huzhou Urban Area and surrounding areas, and the affected areas were only limited to Tianwang mountain at the moment.

In other words, if it weren't for too many people like Jiang Weiyu who like to find stimulation to run into such deep mountains and forests, these disasters wouldn't matter at all.

But that's good. Otherwise, he shouldn't be here so soon.

Very quiet!

The night is deep, and the world is quiet after the rainstorm.

The preliminary rescue work has come to an end. In the sight, the lights are on in the distant camp, and it seems that there are still people standing guard.

There was hardly any sound except that several helicopters circled in the sky with searchlights.

It's really cold!

In October Mid Autumn Festival, the night was already cold. Coupled with the deeper dew in this mountainous area, there has been another rainstorm for nearly eight hours. It is conceivable that the climate is cold.

"I hope it hasn't frozen to death!"

"No, maybe it's good to die. Dead people don't have so much trouble. They burn paper every year at most!"

“……”

Lin Hao seemed to be in no hurry at this time.

The temperature is very low, infinitely approaching zero. If you are right, there is a layer of ice outside the window.

But if it's cold, it's still far from his heart!

Of course, I think so. In fact, he can't sit idly by.

If you really want to do that, although it's refreshing for a while, I'm sorry for Aunt sugar.

Once you are ashamed of aunt Tang, you hardly need to ask. Over time, you will breed demons and endless disasters.

Thinking about the possible consequences of sitting idly by, Lin Hao soon straightened up.

Without further delay, he took out a handkerchief and unfolded it. Soon, he had another hair in his hand.

No action, no smell of the spell, almost at the moment he picked it up, his hair burned quietly.

Just

"No, it's not her hair!"

Lin Hao frowned.

At the moment, he is using a tracking magic power, named Youming guide.

This is a very eccentric magic power. It comes from the underworld. It is easy to learn but difficult to master. For many people, it is the same as chicken ribs.

Although he can't exert himself to the extreme now, he can light the lights for the dead and explore the past life for the living soul. It's still no problem to track a secular girl.

With his current ability, under normal circumstances, even those who have died thoroughly can get some instructions as long as the death time is no more than one day and the distance is no more than a hundred miles.

But now, the hair is burned, and there should be no instructions at all.

This means that the burned hair is not Jiang Weiyu's hair!

Since it's not Jiang Weiyu's, it must be aunt Tang's. after all, he hasn't deliberately collected these things.

At the moment, the hair in the handkerchief was still found one by one from the clothes in Jiang Weiyu's room when Aunt Tang was sleeping. It can't be anyone else's except these women.

Of course, there's nothing to think about!

One failed, and soon he lit the second, then the third, and the fourth

The result is not good!

Several of them burned as like as two peas.

"No!"

"Aunt sugar's hair loss is so serious?"

"No, it should be before!"

At first, I was a little silly, but soon I was relieved.

There is no doubt that Aunt Tang is in good health, but it is not surprising that her career and marriage were not satisfactory before. In addition, when she was middle-aged, she had serious hair loss.

Jiang Weiyu is young and heartless. It's normal not to lose hair.

It's just that it's a little cold!

All the things that should be burned have been burned. None of them are. There must be the last one, but

"Forget it, shame hair is shame hair. Anyway, she doesn't know. Even if she really wants to say, she earned it..."

Thinking silently in his heart, Lin Hao's face was a little black.

Originally, he didn't want it, but just in case, Jiang Weiyu took off the curly black hair on the little lace underwear he didn't have time to wash.

It's good that he left a hand at that time. Otherwise, he can only rely on shouting if he has the means to connect the sky now!

As expected, the last one is from Jiang Weiyu!

Although the previous hair is not, but the last one... I think aunt Tang is not bored enough to wear her daughter's little underwear.

Although there was a sense of shame and being taken advantage of, after the last one burned, a star lamp suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Yes!"

"Still alive!"

Secretly relieved, Lin Hao was a little happy.

The presence of a star light means that the target is within a hundred miles, and the direction guided by the star light represents the specific location of the target!

Although the light of the star lamp in my mind is weak at the moment, which indicates that Jiang Weiyu is not in good condition at the moment, it doesn't matter. I must be in Tianwang mountain and still alive.

That's enough!

With a direction, Lin Hao didn't delay any more. He jumped up gently, and soon his figure disappeared into the vast mountains.

The search process is very smooth!

Under the guidance of the illusory star light of the Youming Road, he didn't have to take any detours. Within half an hour, he came to an ancient temple.

The ancient temple is dilapidated and inaccessible. Obviously, no one has been here for many years.

But from the mottled handwriting on the lintel, the three words "Tianwang Temple" can be vaguely recognized.

"Tianwang mountain, Tianwang temple... It's an interesting place. It's hard for these unlucky people to find it!"

Pondering for a moment, he nodded and smiled. Lin Hao walked into the temple with his hands down.

The temple was small and empty. There was nothing except a black shrine with the words "in the prosperous Tang Dynasty" on the altar in the middle and against the wall, and a long-term lamp lit at an unknown time next to the shrine.

Even so, the statue of the heavenly king that should have been enshrined in the shrine was brought home by some wicked ghost, and it was empty.

In such an ancient temple, which was too cold, surrounded by a pile of extinguished ashes, several young men and girls fell to the ground.

It's cold!

It's almost zero at the foot of the mountain. Here... It's at least five or six degrees below zero.

In such a cold place, these people are still wearing autumn clothes for climbing. I'm afraid they are not normal people if they don't faint.

Unfortunately, Jiang Weiyu is one of them!