Chapter 70 Chapter Eleven

Hearing Wan Wancheng's dignified words, we knew that the day to leave had finally arrived. With a population of more than 30 million in Yucheng, trying to find two people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.If such a social relationship cannot be found out, in theory, as long as we don't go out, we will definitely not be discovered.During this period, the atmosphere was still very tense. The neighborhood committee, neighbors, and the police came to visit the house several times, which made us very vigilant. We dared not turn on the headlights in the room at night, living in darkness.

However, a theory is a theory after all. In our industry, it is actually very easy to find out the general scope of our existence through methods such as asking gods and divination, divination and geomancy.After all, everything in the world is connected, as long as you are alive, there is always someone who can figure out what happened to you. Previously, Wanyicheng had obtained two real ID cards for us from the black market.The two buddies above, one is Liang Kai and the other is Liu Xinyue. The former looks very similar to me, and the latter is somewhat similar to Zamao Xiaodao.In fact, there are many lost ID cards, and they are slightly similar, so it is easy to get away with it.When we heard the news, we didn't stay any longer, packed our things in a hurry, and then fixed the hair covers and beards we had prepared before.In case Cheng has been in this business before, he hastily put on our makeup, and then sent us out through the back door.

The other luggage is okay, but the two swords are more difficult to hide, but we got a cylinder to store the drawings before, and it is not very eye-catching to carry it. When we set off, it happened to be just after five o'clock in the evening, when the lights in the villages in the city first came on.In December, small stalls are set up in the streets and alleys, and there are many night market stalls, and the aroma of fragrant chili and sesame oil wafts in the air.Zamao Xiaodao and I dressed normally, like two ordinary tourists. In order to change the shape, I also specially wore a pair of shoes with inner heightening, which made us look tall.

We walk through the alleys.Suddenly, Zamao Xiaodao held my hand tightly, and I followed his gaze, only to see Zhang Weiguo, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time, appearing in a store on the opposite street.Around him, there were several plain clothes walking towards us from a distance. Although I have put on makeup and a beard on my cheeks, my appearance has changed a lot, but my heart is still a little weak, and I don't know what to do.Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao didn't care, he took out a bottle of Erguotou from his arms, poured the wine on his hands, then rinsed his mouth again, took a breath, then leaned against the wall, squatted halfway, and began to retch violently.I naturally followed suit, asked him for a little wine, smeared it on my body, then put my finger in my throat, pressed it hard, and squatted on the ground, pretending to be a drunk.

Not to mention, put your finger in your throat, stretch it in as far as you can, and then withdraw it silently. Immediately, strong vomiting hits my whole body one after another, making me tremble. Goose bumps came out.When Zhang Weiguo walked towards our next alleyway out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't bear it any longer, and the hot pot I ate at night twitched out of my stomach, uh, all of it was spit out onto the wall. Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao saw that I was pretending to be so devoted, so he quickly backed away a little. I staggered into the darkness next to me, and saw a man covering his earphones, talking and walking past us.I just glanced at it out of the corner of my eye, and didn't raise my head again. Instead, I squatted on the ground, not daring to move.This man was saying: "...Zhang Chu, I enter from the left alley, if the target comes out from here, I will definitely find them..."

Hearing this accent, I felt numb all over. I really knew this man. He was my classmate in the training camp, Southwest Traveler Zhao Xingrui, the best student in the 2009 training camp, and also the last disciple of Monk Huiming.Judging from their conversation, they should have almost locked in the eventuality and started to act tonight. If we hadn't taken a step ahead, we might have been blocked at the door and caught. God knows how these people got here.Although we were worried about the old people, we didn't dare to stop any longer. Seeing that there were no suspicious people waiting around, we hurried to the street, stopped an old taxi, and went straight to the long-distance bus station.

In the car, we didn’t say a word. Our previous accounts were all frozen, and we didn’t dare to withdraw them. This time, before we left, Lao Wan provided us with a 10,000 yuan escape fund.When I arrived at the station and got out of the car, I asked Za Mao Xiaodao two questions in a low voice: First, is it possible for Lao Wan to show his flaws and let Zhang Weiguo and the others catch his feet?Second, if Lao Wan is arrested, will he confess to us? Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao shook his head to express that he didn't know.Speaking of which, Lao Wan has always acted cautiously. When we left, we also wiped out the traces, so there should be nothing wrong; but we lived there for nearly ten days, and there will naturally be clues that can be found out.I don't know if they have locked on Lao Wan, if so, little poison, you can't survive a few rounds under their hands, do you still expect Lao Wan to be able to resist to the end?

Fortunately, except for the first time when we were eating, we talked about the past in front of Lao Wan, and the subsequent escape plan carefully avoided him.This is not distrust of him, but a kind of protection for him, the less he knows, the more comfortable he can live.Even when we came out this time, we didn't tell him our next plan.It's just our fake ID card, which is indeed a landmine. If Lao Wan is really suspected of being monitored, then we are likely to be exposed.But the matter was too urgent, we needed to leave Yucheng immediately, so we hurriedly bought two tickets to Liangshan at the long-distance bus station, just in time for the additional bus at the end of the year, we hurried on the bus and headed to the southernmost area of ​​Xichuan.

It is worth mentioning that during the luggage security check, my ghost sword was gold-plated, but it was made of wood. It is okay to take it out to explain, but it will eventually leave a handle. Fortunately, the little demon has tampered with it and was not found . Driving at night, the inside of the carriage was quiet, only the lights in front were bright. I sat in the rear of the car with Zamao Xiaodao, and the worries in my heart, like a creeper, slowly surfaced in my heart.We were all a little worried about what would happen, and after getting along for more than a week, I kind of liked this southwestern guy.Regardless of his previous identities, he not only stepped forward when he learned the reason for an old friend who hadn't seen each other for more than five years and a stranger who had never met, but also two wanted criminals. The two of us took him in, and actively helped us inquire about news and plan a way out.When it was time, he also took out a large sum of money, knowing that the other party might never pay back the money.

In romance novels, people with such a temperament can generally achieve great things, such as Hu Baoyi Song Jiang and Tuota Tianwang Chao Gai.And in my eyes, having a few friends who can be responsible in a person's life is not a waste of time.It's a pity that we don't know if we will implicate him this time. From Yucheng to Liangshan, it takes eight hours to drive during the day, and it takes eleven or twelve hours to walk at night.The extra buses are usually the kind of inferior buses, and the smell of gasoline inside makes people feel a little uncomfortable.In this car, most of them are migrant workers who have returned to their hometown. They have worked hard in Yucheng all year round. It's full.

There was a two-year-old child who started to cry when he got in the car, shouting all the way in a loud voice, and a young girl in front of us started to vomit in the middle, and changed two bags completely, the smell of vomit , filled the entire carriage, a young man of the Yi nationality couldn't stand it, he opened the window, and the whistling cold wind poured in, and there were countless scolding voices inside.The Yi boy was so scolded that he didn't dare to lift his head, and hurriedly closed the window.After a while, he talked to us again and asked the two big brothers, what are you doing? I didn't speak, but Zamao Xiaodao answered, saying that we are teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts, and we went to the countryside to collect folk songs. Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao wore a spirited ponytail, which was indeed very artistic. He coaxed the young man named Kaimin into admiration and all kinds of flattery.Kai Min told us that he is a clerk at a well-known hotpot restaurant in Yucheng, and that it is the peak season, but he was married at home, so go back and have a look.His family is from Ningnan, and he has to change trains when he arrives in Xichang. We chatted and took another nap.After more than half of the trip, they had already entered Liangshan Prefecture. For some reason, they started chatting again. Suddenly, the car window fluttered, and a fat bird flapped its wings outside the window.Kaimin pointed at the bird and laughed, saying where did the fat bird come from? It didn't know it was glass, so it slammed into it? However, the spines of Zamao Xiaodao and I straightened suddenly, stood up quickly, and shouted to the driver to stop. At 3:30 in the middle of the night, the driver was driving vigorously. Unexpectedly, he was shocked when he heard such a shout. When he turned around, he cursed and greeted him in various ways. We came to the front of the car with our luggage and asked him to stop.His face was annoyed, but seeing me and Zamao Xiaodao's faces were full of chills, and they were speaking in Mandarin again. Although they were still dissatisfied and mumbling, they finally held back and opened the car door.I was the first to jump out of the car, and I saw Mr. Tiger Cat crash into his arms. His feathers were covered with cold dew, his body was trembling, but his mouth was very anxious. It said in a very low tone: "Leave here, go into the mountains, someone is chasing after you."