Zongling Biography

Chapter 288 Old Village Chief

Ji Sijiu's heart skipped a beat. If something happened to these people with her, they would undoubtedly be causing trouble for herself!
She took off the pendulum around her neck and asked, "Which direction did the four members of Si Wen's family go?"

She asked this question because she wanted to know if they fell into the river. If there was no news after falling into the river for so long, then there was almost no hope of being alive! ! !

The answer given to her by the pendulum pointed to the direction of the village, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiaoman, it seems that we are going to find the village chief."

Xiao Man nodded and said, "Then I will lead the way."

When they walked for a while, Ah Lu leaned over and picked up an item. When he picked it up, he said in surprise, "Miss... a gun."

Ji Sijiu observed the ground and concluded from the traces, "It seems that they have already fought each other? Put it away, and don't get caught off guard."

Ah Lu nodded, and carefully put it into the inner pocket of his coat.

When they reached the entrance of the village, Bodhi suddenly let out a meow.

Its cry undoubtedly added a more eerie atmosphere to this dark night.

The wind swept Yu Xue on the ground and slapped several people. The village was indeed like a dead village, lifeless.

Every house was pitch black, with no light at all.

Xiaoman said to them, "Look, isn't it strange!"

"Let's go to the village chief's house! They must be locked up, it's important to rescue them first."

Xiaoman led the way to the courtyard of the village chief's house based on his memory. She hadn't been back for several years, so she was somewhat unfamiliar.

Many of Ji Sijiu's classmates were from this village back then. Back then, the old village chief often gave Mr. Ji the melons, fruits and vegetables they had grown himself. He was a very good old man.

Xiaoman went forward to knock on the big iron door in front of him, and the wolfhound inside barked immediately.

Uncle Bodhi was not used to its faults, and a sharp bark yelled out, and the dogs in the yard suddenly became silent.

The yard was pitch black, and Xiaoman knocked for a long time before someone opened the door.

The old man was bent over, smoking a dry cigarette, wearing a cotton coat, and holding an oil lamp in his hand when he opened the door.

He shone the oil lamp on them, and immediately took a step back in panic, trying to close the door.

Xiaoman quickly pressed his body against the iron gate, "Old village chief, it's me! I'm Xiaoman."

Surprised, he took a picture of Xiaoman's face with the oil lamp, and asked quickly, "Xiaoman from the east of the village? The girl from Chang Xi's family?"

Xiaoman nodded repeatedly, "It's me!"

The old village chief breathed a sigh of relief after confirming, "My eyes are blurred at night, and I didn't recognize it. Why are you here, girl?"

Xiaoman pulled Ji Sijiu's sleeve, "This is the head of the Ji family, we're here to ask you something."

The oil lamp of the old village chief fell to the ground immediately. His trembling hands seemed to want to shake hands with Ji Sijiu, and he said in a trembling voice, "Sijiu girl? I haven't seen you in these years. I used to go up the mountain to deliver things to Mr. Ji. I can always see you playing in the yard from time to time, all these years have passed, and you have grown up so much..."

Ji Sijiu didn't have a deep impression of him, and she didn't expect him to remember herself.

She stepped forward and said, "Old village chief, can we go in?"

The old village chief immediately stepped aside to make way, "Quick, look at how confused I am! It's cold outside, come in and chat!"

Ji Sijiu smiled and led a group of people into the old village chief's house.

Bodhi was a little restless in the arms of the mute girl. It had no hair on its body, otherwise it would have exploded by now.

(End of this chapter)