Chapter 547

Mo Liancheng didn't say anything. He hated song Yanshu's calm questioning of his own expression. Instead, he followed the bloodstain and the clues that he could see along the way, looking all the way.

Originally, song Yanshu's ideas were not clear, and he followed behind Mo Liancheng. Although they were in a hurry, they all knew that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. How big the Dapu mountain is, Mo Liancheng and song Yan Shu Xin know du Ming.

"I see!" At that moment of the 47th second of the 13th minute, song Yanshu suddenly stopped and exclaimed, "Qing Qing is not in Dapu mountain, I know where she is!"

Although Mo Liancheng didn't fully believe in Song Yanshu's inexplicable ingenuity, he had to give it a try when he didn't have any ideas and methods.

Under the leadership of song Yanshu, they drove to another mountain very close to Dapu mountain, which is an unknown mountain. The border of Jiangcheng south district is almost surrounded by mountains. There are many rich areas and many villages near the foot of the mountain, but the common feature is that the environment is quiet enough.

"What is this place? Are you sure you're here? " After getting off the bus, Mo Liancheng looked around and said coldly.

Song Yanshu closed the door and shrugged, "I'm not sure. I don't know if Qing Qing is here."

"You..." Mo Liancheng's voice just came out, a stabbing pain came from the shoulder.

Song Yanshu interrupts Mo Liancheng with disapproval. While talking, he looks at his mobile phone to confirm whether the place he originally intended to look for is not here. "Otherwise, do you have any other way? I just doubt. I want to try more or less, right?"

While speaking, song Yanshu turned his eyes to Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng's face didn't improve at all. After getting off the bus, the sky was completely bright, and song Yanshu also caught a glimpse of Mo Liancheng's shoulder injury.

"Are you hurt?" Song Yan Shu asked.

"Stop talking nonsense. How much more time do you think you can waste?" Mo Liancheng did not pay attention to song Yanshu's specious concern, and went to the mountains. Even though he had joined the mountaineering enthusiasts Association before, in recent years, moliancheng has not gone through so many mountain roads for a long time.

On the way to the mountain, song Yanshu tells Mo Liancheng why he suspects that Mu Qingqing is here. The white yarn in his hand is of special texture. Ordinary people seldom have such materials on their clothes, especially in such a cold winter.

What's more, song Yanshu clearly remembers that when he was forced to accompany Xiaochi Yingxue to choose the wedding dress, the shop assistant promoted the most expensive one in the whole store, which was unique to the whole Jiangcheng City, in the words of Turkish mercerized yarn. Of course, the price is not a problem, but the quality of the yarn is special, so song Yanshu remembers it at a glance.

However, what song Yanshu doesn't understand is why the wedding dress belonging to Xiaochi Yingxue appears here. In addition to this doubt, the possible result is that other people's clothes also have this kind of mercerized yarn. If the shop assistant lied, it may not be how rare the texture is. If this possibility is ruled out, that is to say, Xiaochi Yingxue must have appeared in Dapu mountain.

Mo Liancheng listened to song Yanshu's words without expression and could not help wondering, "even if this reason is tenable, why is it not in Dapu mountain, it must be here?"

"Although the mountain is nameless, there is a wishing tree in it. You know the rumor, of course, it's supernatural. At that time, Sakura Koichi said that if one day my relationship with me changed, she would hang herself on this tree, so that those who wish would know it and I would regret it all my life. "

Song Yanshu said that there was no emotion, as if the life and death of the woman in his mouth was just as light as the death of an ant to him. This made Mo Liancheng feel sad. The emotional things were really subjective and rational, and they were all the same.

"Ah..." Song Yanshu snorted, shrugged her shoulders and said, "I know her very well. Her revenge, her jealousy, and the boring sense of damned ceremony, so this must be her best choice..."

Song Yanshu knows the snack Yingxue very well. It is because of this that he has no pity for this woman in any case.

"Er..." Mo Liancheng murmured, some weak, his face is more and more pale, just when climbing a steep slope, a leg is soft, the whole person almost slips. Fortunately, song Yanshu stretched out his hand and held him in time to avoid falling down.

"Can you do it, xiaochiyan?" Song Yanshu is not that kind of insidious villain, otherwise, he can kill moliancheng now, even nobody will find out. Since then, there has been no competition between him and Mu Qingqing.

However, song Yanshu did not do so, and even such a thought did not flash from his mind.

"Who else but him?" Mo Liancheng is almost suffering from pain. The strength of his injured shoulder is getting weaker and weaker. It is difficult to tell whether it is paralysis due to blood loss, physical overdraft caused by hunger, or mental overload caused by extreme tension and worry. In a word, the feeling of chaos all rushed to Molian city at the same time. It is a miracle that he can hold on to now.Mo Liancheng saw the wish tree that song Yan Shukou said. An old vine tree with red knots hanging on it was swinging with the wind. In the late autumn, the old branches without a trace of green are stretching around, and the red strips dancing in the wind give people a desolate and strange atmosphere.

Wish tree or life-threatening tree, a trace of ridicule flashed in the heart of Mo Liancheng. For these superstitious things, he has always been so disdainful.

After the wishing tree, the road to the top of the mountain is narrow and slippery. However, moliancheng is still forced to go up. Time is running out. He must use the fastest speed to confirm Mu Qingqing's position.

The feeling of knowing that it is a countdown, but not seeing the amount of time left, makes people feel exhausted every moment.

The scenery at the top of the mountain can be described as magnificent. Molian city never knew that the angle of the mountain was just enough to overlook the sea area of half the river city. The scenery was breathtaking.

Finally, at the end of the mountain, Mo Liancheng and song Yanshu saw a figure, sitting on a stone with their heads bent, as if they were lifeless.

It's Mu Qingqing.

If Mo Liancheng and song Yanshu felt the closest time, it was three seconds later. When they saw that the man sitting on the stone was Mu Qingqing, their hearts were all bitterly seized. It was heartache, heartache and even anger.

"Qing Qing!"

"Qing Qing!"