Chapter 1611

Min Huixian looked at the split hanging trees at the head of the village, stopped for a moment, and then walked forward to the charred ancestral temple. There was nothing black there.

After finding Jun Xiaoyan, this place was overturned by Emperor Lin Tian and dug three feet. However, there was no other major discovery.

Then three years later, it has become a deserted village, dead and silent.

But this is not min Huixian's destination. Her destination is Hongyan temple, behind Xiangjiao water village and above the cliff foot of Shanyang village, where people rescued Jun Xiaoyan.

At the moment, min Huixian, a woman, walked into this horrible Temple alone. The walls were full of blood, and the spider webs were like thin curtains. The wind was blowing through the door, making a "Pa Pa Pa" sound. The shadows of the trees were heavy.

But she was not afraid, in the face of a more heinous truth, let her feel, nothing more terrible than the human heart.

Min Huixian took out her mobile phone and was surprised that there was a signal here.

That's the prismatic satellite signal from the sky.

Min Huixian started international roaming, so she called min Yichen again.

"Hello, Yi Chen, I have some questions to ask you." Min Huixian and her son in Chechnya, on the phone.

"Do you know Hongyan temple in Shanyang village?"

"I don't remember." At that end, the amnestic son told the truth, "but Xiaoai said that at that time, the Pandora was infected and the tusks attacked. I hid here."

"Have you found anything?"

"I found an emerald ring, which was then transferred to Xiao AI. Later, I found out that it was the fourth soul of the southern Burmese, and now it is in junlintian."

"Yes. I see. " Min Huixian hung up.

Min Huixian wrote down everything in her heart: Kunta found the emerald ring here, which disappeared after the Mekong River tragedy.

Later, I found Jun Xiaoyan here.

Hongyan Temple -- Jun Xiaoyan -- jadeite ring. Jun Xiaoyan once held this ring??

Min Huixian walked into the dark door full of rotten smell.

Min Huixian's position at the moment, a bottomless corridor comes into view. The iron gate at the end of the corridor is the prison where Jun Xiaoyan was once imprisoned for 18 years.

In the hinterland of the golden triangle, deep in the rain forest and close to the Mekong River Basin, min Zhuang'er arrived at another ferry crossing on the meisai River in a steamboat. After getting ashore, she intercepted a local taxi.

"To ghost town."

Burmese driver Leng for a moment, obviously not willing, min Zhuang'er gave the driver a pile of money.

"What are you doing there? Ghost town is a dead town. It has not been inhabited for more than ten years, especially in the past three years. It is said that ghost town is seriously haunted. " The driver said, taking a large suitcase with her and moving her to the trunk.

Minzhuang'er didn't speak. She opened the back door and sat on it. The driver carried her all the way to the winding and muddy mountains.

At 3 p.m., the weather in the rain forest was unusually hot and dry.

there are so many mosquitoes. Minzhuang took out the mosquito repellent spray and sprayed it hard.

After an hour of bumpy driving, the driver stops and ghost town is just around the corner.

In fact, it is a broken street, in the shape of a cross, with some dilapidated two-story buildings on both sides, and a railway track in the transverse direction.

The driver pulled up next to the station where the exhaust gas tracks were running. The station looked up and wrote the characters of "ghost town" far away, Myanmar and Thailand.

The scorching sun, the intense sunshine, but deepened the silence here, around can not hear a trace of wind.

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