The Yangtze River is rolling, and the river breeze is gentle. Tonight, it is deep and quiet. There is a figure carrying a bag, like a ghost, lonely and bleak, flashing through the mouth of the Yangtze River and turning into a tree-lined path.

He is Wu Zhiyuan.

As soon as he arrived at the intersection, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly stopped and put down his bag. His eyes were bright and he glanced forward.

This is a purple bamboo forest, with a narrow and dark path that crosses between the bamboo forests. At the end of the road is a fork in the road, with an old locust tree with its teeth and claws, like an evil ghost, waving to the pedestrians.

Suddenly, Wu Zhiyuan snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he rushed in one direction!

"Bang bang!"

Two gunshots cut through the sky, and two purple bamboos broke in response to the sound. At this moment, two black shadows appeared from the bamboo forest.

"Where are people?"

"I don't know, damn, I've been staying for so long, don't let him escape..."

"I'm behind you!"

A faint voice came, and the two of them were shocked and turned around instinctively. Before they could do anything, they saw a flower in front of them, a black shadow swinged past, and a knife had pierced one of them's neck. On the blade, blood was dripping with coldness.

"You..." Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

The other man was stunned for a moment and was about to raise his gun. A cold light flashed across his neck, blood splattered, his pupils dilated, gradually losing color, and fell down with a bang.

All this happened between lightning and fire, and the entire purple bamboo forest suddenly became quiet again. Except for two broken bamboos and two corpses, it seemed that nothing had happened.

"This knife was originally used to peel apples for Xiao Jiajia, but it's a pity. It's blood-stained, and it's stolen!" Wu Zhiyuan murmured in a low voice, "If you kill someone, you will always kill him, just take it as asking Xiaoyong for some interest!"

Wu Zhiyuan looked around and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal. Then he walked back slowly, put his bag on his shoulder again, and disappeared in the purple bamboo forest. The wind blew by, and the bamboo forest was brushing. Next to the old locust tree in the middle of the three forks of road, there was a figure, gradually moving away under the dim light. His shadow grew longer and longer...

Wu Zhiyuan returned to his residence and just opened the door, Zheng Yong came up to him, but he did not sleep.

"Didn't you let me sleep in the bedroom? Why did you run to the sofa and stay in bed again?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned.

"You haven't come back for so long and can't sleep in the room. So you just waited for you to come back on the sofa. What happened?" Zheng Yong couldn't help asking when he saw that Wu Zhiyuan looked wrong.

"It's nothing, go clean up and leave right away!" Wu Zhiyuan put the bag on the table and said casually.

"Go? Where to go?" Zheng Yong was puzzled.

"Go back to Ancheng! You can't stay here anymore. I just killed two people in the bamboo forest. The police will find out here sooner or later, so you must leave immediately!"

Zheng Yong was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and asked, "What about you?"

"Of course I stay here until I find Xiaoxi!" Wu Zhiyuan sat down, lit a cigarette, patted the bag on the table, and said seriously, "There is one million here. You can take it back and hand it over to Aunt Mei, saying that the money was given to Xiaojiajia, and she knows how to deal with it."

"Brother Yuan..." Zheng Yong didn't know what to say. At this moment, he felt extremely uneasy.

Wu Zhiyuan looked up, stared at Zheng Yong, and said, "My hands are covered with blood and cannot be washed clean. This is a road of no return. I chose it myself, and I don't regret it! But you shouldn't follow me. After you go back, you tell your father that I am unfilial and I can't find Xiaoxi for a day, and I will never look back if I die!"

Zheng Yong remained silent. He did not ask where the money came from, nor did he ask Wu Zhiyuan what to do in the future. However, he knew that his brother Yuan would be difficult to come back from now on.

"Why don't you go quickly?" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at him and shouted in a low voice.

Zheng Yong nodded, staggeringly, and walked into the bedroom. After a while, he came out with a luggage bag, without saying a word, stuffed all the clothes in the bag into the bag full of money, then stepped on his shoulder and walked out of the door.

"You are going to walk back to Ancheng like this?" Wu Zhiyuan said lightly.

Zheng Yong stopped hearing the sound.

"This is the car key. I parked at the Yangtze River Ferry!" Wu Zhiyuan stood up, walked to him, patted his shoulder, and laughed, "You are still injured, drive slowly, be careful!"

"Brother Yuan, no matter when, no matter whether you find your sister-in-law or not, you must always have hope! You have taught me that you should never lose yourself!"

After Zheng Yong finished speaking, he strides away without looking back. The burly figure became farther and farther away in Wu Zhiyuan's eyes until it disappeared into the vast night.

Seeing Zheng Yong leave, Wu Zhiyuan sighed lightly, returned to the sofa, lit a cigarette again, took a deep breath, and wiped it out again.

"Dispose the bodies of those two people first!" After pondering for a while, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly stood up, walked into the room, carrying two bags in his hand, and walked out the door.

Wu Zhiyuan returned to this purple bamboo forest again. The two corpses opened their eyes wide, their eyes showing a look of horror. They lay in the bamboo forest, and blood dyed the ground red. This bamboo forest was dark and cold.

"Do you die with your eyes open?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned and put the body in his pocket. Then he walked to the two broken bamboos and found two bullets. He cut the broken bamboo with a knife and came back to the body bag.

"It seems that it won't rain today, so I have to wash it with water!"

Wu Zhiyuan frowned, glanced at the two body bags, then put them around his waist and walked towards the riverside.

The wind kept blowing, shaking the old locust tree in the middle of the three fork road, and whimpering.

Wu Zhiyuan came to the riverside and found two square stones, tied them to two body bags. Two thuds, the body bags and stones fell into the river water together. A trace of waves rolled up on the river surface, and after a moment, they returned to peace.

The Yangtze River is still vast and flowing into the distance. Wu Zhiyuan stood by the river, looking at the surging river water, flowing far and long. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little cold. He didn't know whether the Yangtze River carries hope or sin.

"May your journey be wonderful without regrets! May your soul be upright and brave!" Wu Zhiyuan thought of Xiao Jiajia, sighed, and his figure slowly hid in the dark...

In the east of Yucheng City, there is a house, magnificent and brightly lit. The low tiled houses around it were like pilgrimage, surrounded by stars surround it in the center. A white Bentley was parked at the door of the house, followed by a police car, and turned around at the door of the house, and suddenly turned around and left.

Zhang Yi and Chen Shengtian got out of the car one after another and walked into the room.

"Why, do you feel wronged when you slap you in the face? If you feel uncomfortable, you can go back to Chengdu." As soon as you arrived at the door, Chen Shengtian suddenly paused.

"No!" Zhang Yi took a step back and said quickly.

"That's good. In the future, if you do things, your eyes will be highlighted. Zhang Yijie broke in quietly. You didn't know at all. You were so careless!" Chen Shengtian turned around, looked at Zhang Yiyi deeply, and walked forward with his hands on his back.

"Is there any news from Wu Zhiyuan?" Chen Shengtian said casually as he walked.

"No, I have arranged for someone to lurk in that purple bamboo forest. When there is news, it will come immediately."

"Don't always wait! Call to confirm immediately!" Chen Shengtian paused and sighed, "I regret Liu Fang's death. What a shrewd and capable person!"

Zhang Yi took out his cell phone, dialed two calls, looked at Chen Shengtian, and put down the phone.

"How?" Chen Shengtian narrowed his eyes.

"It's turned off, it can't be connected!" Zhang Yi shook his head.

"That's how bad is it?" Chen Shengtian stared at him, his eyes sharp, "Then why are you still doing here? Why don't you go and see?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yi said that, and turned around and left.

"Forget it! If something happens, it will be useless for you to go there." Before Zhang Yi took a few steps, Chen Shengtian called him, "Go to Xiang'er's place, look forward to Chen Xi, Fang Jie will come tomorrow. I hope there will be no more accidents!"

Zhang paused, nodded, and walked out.

Chen Shengtian looked at his back and murmured to himself: "Fang Jie is a pervert. I wonder if that girl Chen Xi can serve him well. Wu Zhiyuan, you press on every step, don't blame me!"
Chapter completed!