Chapter 141 (1/2)

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!