Hearing the sound, the old man turned back and looked at Zhen Junyi standing on the steps of the second floor, and said slowly: "How do you know?"

Zhen Junyi did not answer the old man's question, but reached out and took out something from his coat pocket, threw it to the old man with a wave of his hand, and said lightly: "This is what we agreed before... now it is yours!"

The old man reached out and took the thing, only to see that it was a jade sign as big as a palm.

The entire jade tablet shows a gradient of black and gray, with gray on the top and darker color going below, until the bottom turns completely black.

The overall shape of the jade plaque is very simple. On one side it is carved with two people huddled together, and on the other side there are strange words that are completely incomprehensible.

The old man held the jade sign in his hand and looked at it for a while, then looked up at Zhen Junyi on the second floor. After a while, he said, "It's been so long, is there any point in doing this?"

Zhen Junyi looked at the old man and smiled slightly, and said: "Many things will fade away little by little as time goes by! Let's not talk about me... It has been so long, but the stone in your heart is also gone.

Put it down?"

The old man seemed to be touched by Zhen Junyi's words. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing more, but turned around and walked towards a small room.

Looking at the back of the old man turning away, Zhen Junyi's originally stern eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, a hint of murderous intent.

… … … …

The wind is a bit cool. The capital city is dry and cold at this time. The wind blows on people's faces like a knife scratching their skin.

Hong Nianke didn't have many clothes on her body, and she couldn't help but shiver even if there wasn't a gust of wind.

Hong Nianke wrapped her shirt in an attempt to retain the last trace of warmth on her body. Although it was of no avail, she could at least get a little comfort in her heart.

Hong Nianke walked forward step by step according to what the old man said. Every time she took a step, a thought would pop up in her heart...

"Why did he suddenly run out of the ghost market? Is it just because he hasn't found anyone trustworthy in so many years?

But why did he trust me so much? Or rather, why did he choose me?

What's going on with this strange piece of wood?

What is going on with the faceless person in this photo? Is his surname really Hu?

Is it really related to Yiyuanzhai?

Or is this all just a coincidence?

Also... I didn't walk very fast, but why hasn't anyone from the Zhen family chased me out until now?

Didn't anyone in this old house notice that I escaped?

Or maybe they let me go on purpose?

But if they let me go on purpose, then what kind of drama are they singing?"

Hong Nianke walked forward while thinking about it, and in a short time he came to a main road.

In fact, the so-called avenue is nothing more than a two-lane asphalt road on the opposite side.

This place is very remote. It is located dozens of kilometers outside the suburbs of Beijing. Not far to the south, it directly enters the border of Hebei.

It is not an exaggeration to describe this place as "no bird poops". Hong Nianke looked around and saw that besides mountains, there were only some wild grass and forests.

Hong Nianke wrapped her clothes around her and murmured: "No wonder the Zhen family didn't come after me... In this miserable place, I have nowhere to run even if I want to! What can I do even if I get to the main road?

Like? Even..."

Hong Nianke originally wanted to say, "There's not even a car on the main road," but as he was about to say this, two light spots suddenly flashed not far away.

Hong Nianke's heart moved. She recognized what those two light spots were. They were none other than car lights.

If there are car lights, there will naturally be cars.

If there are cars, there will naturally be people!

If there are people, of course there is hope.

The car soon stopped in front of Hong Nianke.

The car is not a particularly good luxury car, it is just an ordinary Wuling Hongguang.

The silver-gray car body is already covered with scars, primer has been seen in many places, and there is even rust in some places.

The driver was a man around fifty years old. He had dark skin and looked like he worked outdoors all year round.

He is not fat, but he has a big belly, but even so, he likes to adjust his seat very far forward when driving, as if he wants to stuff the entire steering wheel into his belly.

Hong Nianke saw him, and he also saw Hong Nianke.

This man seemed to be a warm-hearted man. Seeing that Hong Nianke was alone, he braked and stopped not far in front of Hong Nianke.

Perhaps realizing that he had parked far away, the man turned the car back again.

After he parked the car, he rolled down the window slowly and asked in Mandarin with a slight Sichuan accent: "Sister, are you looking for a ride?"

Hong Nianke looked at the man sitting in the car, and then at the surrounding environment where not even a bird was flying. Although she was a little "suspicious" in her heart, she finally nodded and said: "Yes! I'm here.

I'm lost, I wonder if I can trouble my brother to take me to the city."

When the man heard what Hong Nianke said, he smiled and said, "It's easy to say! It's easy to say! Come up quickly! It's very cold outside! My car is broken, but it still has air conditioning!"

Hearing this, Hong Nianke quickly thanked her and then got on the Wuling Hongguang, which could be described as dilapidated.

Originally, Hong Nian had a grudge against the man in front of her. After all, in such a deserted place, when she needed help the most, such a car and such a person suddenly appeared.

I don't think anyone would think that this is just a coincidence, except for those who naturally believe that God is favoring them.

This is true for you and me, let alone people like Hong Nian who have been accustomed to seeing the dark side of society since childhood.

Therefore, after she got in the car, she had been testing the man in front of her, consciously or unconsciously.

But Hong Nianke soon discovered that there was nothing strange about the man in front of her, whether in words, deeds or behavior. He looked like a poor man who relied on physical strength to make a living.

This man's name is Wang Xin, a native of Zigong, Sichuan. He is fifty-six years old. Counting this year, it has been thirty years since he came to the capital.

This Wang Xin is in the door and window business, and he has a small storefront. Although he doesn't have a lot of money, it is enough to support his wife and children.

The reason why he was able to pass by this place today was because a customer called him and said that the windows in his house were leaking and wanted to replace the windows. He hoped that he could come and measure the windows and quote a price.

"Here, girl..." Wang Xin handed Hong Nianke a bottle of Wahaha mineral water, "I see you have been standing for a long time. Are you thirsty? Brother Wang, I don't have anything else here, only this."
Chapter completed!