The Road to Slaying God

"What's wrong……?"

Aze took the note and his body immediately stiffened, because the note contained a few very simple, but very shocking words: Don't move, you have been targeted by a sniper rifle, and your companions have been targeted. We kidnapped you. Now, follow the woman in red cotton-padded clothes in front of you. After walking out of the market, get into a van with the license plate xxxxx. Remember, don’t look back!

Zhang Yang's meditation spread instantly, Liu Biao was still behind, but it was obvious that Liu Biao's breathing was a little abnormal.

There were too many people, and the bustling crowds were almost passing by. Zhang Yang’s spiritual mind could not distinguish the enemy. The most important thing was that in this environment, Zhang Yang could not take action. He had no goal at all. Moreover, he It's impossible to kill everyone.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yang looked blank. He didn't look at Aze and walked forward first. More than ten meters in front, there was a middle-aged woman in her forties, slightly fat, wearing a red top. The middle-aged woman didn't look at them. , walk forward on your own...

Aze touched the blade in his hand, letting the biting coldness of the metal stimulate his nerve endings and keeping his brain awake. He felt a strong murderous intent, which was emanating from Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang is angry!

No one understood why Zhang Yang was furious.

Zhang Yang chose this kind of short-term non-stop stay, non-stop walking, wandering in major bazaars, and integrating into the lives of people in Xinjiang Province, not only to examine the lives of people in Xinjiang Province, but mainly to avoid those who are everywhere s eyes.

Zhang Yang doesn't like being watched!

To break this phenomenon, you must break your own life pattern. Now, almost everyone who knows him knows that they are going to Yanjing, so Zhang Yang has to disrupt his own pace...

What surprised Zhang Yang was that he still couldn't escape being tracked in this way.

Zhang Yang's brain was frantically calculating various possible surnames. Looking at the people around him wearing Xinjiang-style clothes, Zhang Yang suddenly realized, what is this place? This is Xinjiang Province. If you wander in Xinjiang Province, you will definitely not escape the eyes and ears of Maimaiti. Although Maimaiti is in decline now, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. In Xinjiang Province, Maimaiti has deep connections. I think It is not difficult to find them, not to mention that they have not deliberately hidden their whereabouts.

really!

When Zhang Yang got in the car, his idea was immediately confirmed, because he saw a face as beautiful as a flower, shy and timid.

"I'm sorry..." Xuelian said weakly, not daring to look into Zhang Yang's eyes.

Seeing Xuelian, Zhang Yang and Aze's overflowing murderous aura disappeared in just a moment. No matter how hostile they were to Maimaiti, they both believed that Xuelian would not be unfavorable to them. This was a kind of intuition.

The most important thing is that if Maimaiti really wants to kill them, there is no need to let Xuelian take action. Xuelian is just a student and she has not participated in his father's underground kingdom.

"Damn it, sister Xuelian, if you want to see us, just give us a letter. Do you have to use this method?" Liu Biao finally got on the car. When he saw Xuelian sitting timidly in the car, he immediately touched his forehead. Khan yelled, having scared him quite a bit just now. No one likes to be pointed at by several pistols at the same time.

There was a moment of silence in the car. Neither Zhang Yang nor Aze spoke, they both looked at Xue Lian. Liu Biao's problem was exactly their problem. If Xue Lian really wanted to see them, there would be no need for such a big fight.

"Biao...Brother Biao...no no...it's not what I mean...it's what my father means..." Xuelian's white and tender skin turned red as she lowered her head and stammered.

The three of them looked at each other and didn't understand why Maimaiti wanted to see him at this time, let alone why Maimaiti wanted to see them in this way.

Maimaiti can be considered a figure. Since he told Zhang Yun's father, Zhang Han, to let them go for the time being, he will never cause trouble for them now, but now...

Liu Biao wanted to speak, but when he saw that both Zhang Yang and Aze were silent, he opened his mouth but still didn't speak.

The van started slowly. Apart from the driver, Xuelian was the only one in the van. Obviously, Maimaiti was very relieved that they would not harm Xuelian. Of course, there was another possibility, that is, in Xinjiang Province, Maimaiti had a powerful influence on him. of confidence.

The road was very bumpy and bumpy, and the atmosphere inside the car seemed a bit awkward. After all, they had gone through hardships together in the cave, and now they were taken away as if they were kidnapped. This was very uncomfortable.

"Sister Xuelian, is your dad feeling better?" Liu Biao finally couldn't bear the unpleasant silence anymore.

"No!" Xue Lian said sadly: "The doctor said that the nerves in his head were suppressed by blood congestion, causing paralysis of the body."

"Why not treat it?" Liu Biao was a little confused. It seemed that there were many cases of paralysis caused by blood pressure suppressing the brain nerves. It was not difficult to recover as long as surgery was performed.

"The doctor said that the location of my father's congestion is very complicated and involves many nerve gathering places. Surgery has a 30% risk and requires the signature of the family members...I...several of my brothers refused..."

"Are we going to let him be paralyzed?" Liu Biao opened his eyes wide with an incredible expression on his face.

"No, no, the doctor also said a conservative treatment plan. Through massage and traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture and blood circulation treatment, the congestion will slowly dissipate, but it may take a little longer, between one to two years." Xuelian hurriedly said explained.

"Oh..." Liu Biao had a look of pride on his face. The longer Maimaiti was paralyzed, the happier he became.

"Xuelian, why does your father want to see us?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I...I don't know..." Xuelian hesitated.

Everyone was silent again.

"Sister Xuelian, I have a question I've been wanting to ask you. You shouted a few times when you got on the helicopter and left. The noise of the helicopter was too loud and I couldn't hear you clearly. Please tell me now."

"Ah...no...nothing..." Xuelian's ears and neck suddenly turned red, and her soft body shrank into a ball.

"You really didn't say anything?" Liu Biao looked at Xuelian's blushing face suspiciously.

"I really didn't say it!" Xuelian nodded repeatedly.

…

Liu Biao scratched his head. He couldn't understand why this girl blushed every time. Isn't it necessary to blush if she just asked a question?

The distance was very long, and the van actually drove nearly two hours to get there.

The farther the journey went, the more frightened Zhang Yang became. This showed that they had been noticed by others when they were at the bazaar, because buying Maimaiti required an arrangement process, and Xuelian had to rush to the bazaar.

After entering a relatively developed city, we got off the car at a turning point in an alley, and Xuelian led the way alone.

This is an old city with countless alleys extending in all directions. The alleys are three to four meters wide, with mud houses on both sides. Every five or six meters there is a natural double wooden door with nails on the upper and lower ends. The decorative hairpins made of iron sheets look more and more ancient, and the appearance of the house is almost exactly the same, an earthy color. Except for the blue sky, everything that comes into view is the color of mud. The scars left on the walls due to years of rain and wind erosion tell the story of the ancient hard times...

This is in sharp contrast to the beautiful streets and high-rise buildings we just passed.

Xue Lian gently knocked on a wooden door.

"No?" (Who)

"Man." (Me)

"Come on, come on." A woman from Xinjiang Province lowered her head and opened the door.

After the door opened, they saw several pots of oleander half as tall as a person. The woman said a few more words, "Kaisilai." It wasn't until Aze explained that Zhang Yang and Liu Biao understood what "Kaisilai" meant. "Please come in".

The woman lifts up the door curtain made of Elaeagnus angustifolia cores in series with her hands to allow four people to enter a room.

What a big house!

What a big kang!

There are suites on the left and right of the middle room, and a pit covered with tapestry on the left. This house is more than 20 square meters, and the kang is also more than 20 square meters. The floor is really big and the kang is big.

There are rectangular tapestries hanging on both walls of this room. One is a pomegranate carpet with red flowers on a blue background, which is simple and elegant; the other is a Hotan carpet with mainly geometric patterns and very gorgeous colors. The room covered with tapestries gives people a strange sense of tranquility, allowing you to relax and look at it, enjoying the peace you feel.

It was the first time that Zhang Yang entered the room of a person from Xinjiang Province. He couldn't help but feel a little lost. After looking around, his eyes fell on Maimaiti on the kang. Maimaiti was in good spirits. A woman in her forties sat Sitting next to him and protecting his body made him look dignified, not like a paralyzed person...

"Xuelian, take them to have a look, I'll wait for you!" Maimaiti spoke very fluently, but it was very difficult. Obviously, he put a lot of effort into making this sentence fluent.

(To be continued)