Qu Yong saw a car parked at the school gate from a distance. There was an old man in a straight suit walking back and forth in the same place. It was not difficult to see the tension and expectation from his face, and a young driver-like guy was talking to the school vigil guard. The guard couldn’t help but bow and nod.
The old man is an old ghost. When he saw QuYong coming out, he raised his hand and said, "Thank you. Thank you. Where’s Miss Yi Chuchu?" He looked behind QuYong but was alone.
Qu Yong’s expression said, "She’s toxic again. I knocked her out."
"Ah," the old ghost rubbed his hands and looked a little distressed and anxious, but did not dare to be embarrassed about Qu Yong. "This, this, she fainted. Will another person be in danger?"
Qu Yong observes this man carefully. At first glance, the old ghost looks like a gentleman. There are several deep wrinkles on his forehead, just like the blade is carved away. He silently defines this person in his heart. It’s not as simple as it looks. He slowly said, "We are all smart people, so we won’t circle around much. You have also checked who I am. I want you to hug each other."
"What?" The old ghost’s body trembled and obviously he couldn’t digest Qu Yong for a while. "Let’s hug each other."
Qu Yong took out the black iron ring and shook it in front of him. "I have your future master, your black iron ring, and my identity. Can’t you regain your hug? Do you want to die of poison two years later?"
Seeing that the black iron ring had respect and sorrow in the eyes of the old ghost, Qu Yong observed that there was no greed. It was really difficult for him to see hypocrisy. The old ghost said, "This matter is too important for me to promise you."
"No" QuYong eyes a turn light said "when I have, you can go back to discuss the best time to come to see me is a can make decisions …"
"Slow" saw Qu Yong leaving, and the old ghost trembled. "Well, if Mr. Wang is willing, I can ask you to go back and believe that our master is willing to negotiate with Mr. Wang."
Qu Yong said, "Why should I believe you? If you lie to me, I’ll hand it over as soon as I hand it over. What should I do? Let your master come in person."
"Don’t!" The old ghost saw QuYong’s face change, and his tears suddenly dropped. He suddenly knelt on his knees and said, "Miss Chuchu is toxic now. I want to ask Mr. Chuchu to relieve her pain first. I am willing. I beg you. I can talk about any conditions."
His kneeling was a great surprise to Qu Yong. After all, it was also a big old man kneeling in front of a young man, which shocked him greatly. He secretly sighed and said, "Get up."
The old ghost wept bitterly and said, "I can’t get up without your permission."
"I want you to see her. Get up."
"What" that old ghost seems to be a bit sluggish when he can’t accept the good news.
Qu Yong can’t think of the fact that this old ghost has a false place for the time being. This person’s performance is so good that people feel a little too much. He said, "Miss Chuchu will go back with you. Get up."
The old ghost’s lips trembled and finally thanked him. "Thank you for your condition."
QuYong calm face way "conditions can’t be changed or the original conditions" old ghost don’t "this I promise you" QuYong way "that you also please get up and then go back and talk to your master, then come and talk to me"
"Ah, this" old ghost is full of anger, but he can’t vent his anger with himself. When he sees that Qu Yong is determined, he dare not say anything for fear of being seen through by him, but he can barely get up and say, "Please wait a moment. I’ll make a message."
"Good" QuYong by walking to the very far away, he didn’t know that it was the old ghost root who didn’t dial Ye Shaohua’s mobile phone, and he was silently thinking about how to get there.
When the old ghost was talking, Qu Yong also silently thought about how to go next. He believed that Ye Shaohua would not personally come and negotiate with himself, and it would not be long before the old ghost.
Chapter three hundred and sixteen Do the ladder
Qu Yong is looking for Chu Chu after she disappeared. It is not easy to find a girl in this vast campus in the dark. He doesn’t know where Chu Chu will go.
"Where the hell is she? @ Fire! The old ghost is getting impatient. His face is gloomy and terrible. He said in a cold and stiff tone, "You must be cheating on me."
"Dare not" Qu Yong is looking for a science and technology museum.
This old science and technology museum is not as vast as other places. Because of the Christmas, it deliberately encircles the outside land into a maze, claiming to be the best.
There is a huge LCD screen hanging outside this science and technology museum. If it is daytime, you can see all kinds of festive words, but now it is dark. Qu Yong walked here at random and suddenly heard a woman scream at this time. It seems to be the last call in my life.
"Who is this?" The old ghost was surprised.
"Go and see" Qu Yong is not sure that this is a clear sound. After all, if people make a sound in desperation, peace will often be very different. If it is really clear, then they are afraid that something will happen to her.
The door of this science and technology museum was left unlocked, and Qu Yongcai pushed it. It was extremely dark inside, and there was no light except the blue light of his mobile phone. He could hear clearly that the sound was coming from Fang, but if he wanted to go, he had to take the spiral staircase.
The best meaning of this is that this building road has been transformed into a metal ladder that can move and change. If ordinary people can’t find the law of change, they will be trapped on this road for some students who like to play, but now they can’t get through this staircase and naturally become an ordinary road.
Qu Yong hit the stairs. He stroked the cold metal handrail and climbed quickly, but the stairs seemed to be endless in the dark. It can be said that the stairs were uneven, but the old ghost followed Qu Yong silently in the dark. He would stop every hundred meters to think about the road. They asked themselves that it was not difficult for their legs and feet to walk up the stairs soon, but it seemed that there would never be an end when they walked along the stairwell. Occasionally, there would be a crossroads. A horizontal or oblique staircase appeared just like in a big maze.
Qu Yong stopped when he passed a fork in the road again. He hesitated, "Are we lost?" The old ghost had already thought so in his heart. He leaned over to see farther with the help of weak light, but he hadn’t seen how far the weak mobile phone light could see. Suddenly, the light was dark, and it was dark and desperate.
QuYong shook his mobile phone and stamped his foot. "If I had known it, I would have charged more."
"I have it here," the old ghost said. "If I’m not mistaken, we should have stepped into someone else’s trap."
QuYong also thought of his light way, "In the panic, we heard a woman calling, but no one knew who this woman was, so we rushed in rashly and happened to fall into this staircase. If the machine didn’t change and the road didn’t change, we should have walked long ago, but now it’s still in the middle. Someone should have called the plane and tried to trap us in this middle."
That’s exactly what the old ghost said, "What should we do now?"
Qu Yong said, "Do you have a dagger?"
"Yes" the old ghost took out his dagger, which glowed with solemnity in the faint light. It should be a good knife.
Qu Yong said, "From now on, let’s walk on the right. Every ten steps, we will mark the railing and try to get there first."
The old ghost said, "It’s a great plan, but it’s too dark here to prevent it from getting lost. We’d better each try our best."
"Good" QuYong stretched out his left hand in the past, and the old ghost slowly stretched out his left hand. Just as the two were about to hold together, the old ghost suddenly turned his palm dark and didn’t send it. It seemed that he had pinched a flower that had been exposed early to pinch QuYong’s pulse. The other hand had cut QuYong’s throat straight.
This change happened too suddenly. How could Qu Yong have imagined that this loyal old servant would suddenly plot against him here and now? In this desperate darkness, Qu Yong wholeheartedly believed that he could not hide in the past without being aware of any murderous sensitivity.
If QuYong pulse gate is controlled, it is bound to escape from that throat blow and die like this. It is really neither white nor timid.
But QuYong didn’t die.