This template, it's a bit of a loss to be a hero

Chapter 163 The Disappearing Old Man
"It's so cold..." Yin Luo couldn't help shivering the moment he got off the car, and complained, "The air conditioner isn't turned on in the car, why is it so cold?!"

"Because it's in the mountains, the temperature may be a little lower, which is normal." The squad leader let out a sigh of relief into his palm, tidied up his messy hair, and looked around to make sure his image looked formal enough.

Not half a figure was seen.

The parking lot was shrouded in white mist, except for the old man who was squinting at the gate just now and dozed off in a security uniform, no one else saw him.In such a strange atmosphere, everyone who got out of the car looked at each other, not knowing what to do next.

"What's the matter... Is the person you contacted reliable?" Li Shupei crossed his arms and complained dissatisfiedly when he didn't get the expected warm welcome, "Got it, this is because we give them something for free Hey! At least a little bit of attitude has to be made, right? I rushed all the way to this poor country, my buttocks are numb in the car, and I didn’t even see anyone in the end, what’s the matter?"

Yin Luo was not idle either. He took out his phone and dialed it several times, but the other party's phone was always on a busy tone, and no one answered, and he didn't know what went wrong.She didn't believe in evil, and she called the principal again, but the result was the same. For a while, she felt like there was no way to go to heaven or nowhere to go.

Just when everyone thought they were going to be stuck here, there was a sound from the end of the mist urging the security guard to open the door, and then the iron gate opened with a "clack-lah-" Running all the way from the direction of the door, the sparse hair on his head was blown even more messy by the wind.

"Ha... ha... really... old, useless..." Although panting like a grandson, this short, dark, middle-aged man tried his best to straighten his back, resisting the difficulty of breathing He said with difficulty, "You guys are the student representatives of Shiyue Middle School, right? You... Hello everyone... I am the secretary of the village party committee, my surname is Yang..."

"Secretary Yang, hello." The squad leader shook hands with him generously, and asked insincerely, "Sorry, I didn't recognize you at the moment. If I remember correctly, the person who connected with us should be..."

"Something happened to Mr. Jin's family, and the principal. In fact...in the past few days, there have been a lot of things." The village party secretary kept smiling at a group of children who were much younger than him. Yin Chengyi noticed that Yang The branch secretary's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the dark circles under his eyes were serious. He probably hadn't rested for several days in a row. "Thank you very much for your school's great assistance to Ciming Primary School. We have indeed received the enthusiasm of the students. That... There is nothing here to express my gratitude. In short, I have asked someone to make a pennant, and it will probably be sent to your school next month..."

"Then, students..."

Yin Luo couldn't understand the meaning inside and outside the words, but the squad leader could hear some clues.

"These things are still in the car, but they are a bit heavy." She deliberately turned the topic to the supplies she sent, "Do you need us to send a few people to help you move to the school?"

"No, no! We'll do it ourselves!" Yang Zhishu hurriedly cut off her words, "I won't bother my classmates with this trivial matter, you better hurry up..."

……

hurry what?
Having said that, I understand everything I need to know.

"Okay, I figured it out, drive people away, right?" Li Shupei sneered, "I just threw so much money into the water, and the height can still be heard. Why, you are using us as a solicitor ? After the goods are delivered, we will leave, right?"

"Don't, don't, you misunderstood! You have helped our village a lot by sending stationery to the children. How can we be so ignorant? It's just... oh..." Yang Zhishu sighed again and again, emphasizing, "In short, it's not what you think. It's just that recently, a lot of things have happened in the village, and it's... almost no time to take care of you."

"Where do you start with this?" The squad leader was not as aggressive as Li Shupei, but her core meaning was actually similar to his, and she was the type who would not stop until the truth came out.

"Alas..." After much deliberation, the other party came to support supplies after all, and Secretary Yang couldn't bear to chase them away, sighed, and muttered, "Since the students are so enthusiastic, then come with me, Let's go to school and talk about it."

A group of people walked quietly in the thick fog, but the original purpose of the trip, the carload of stationery and books given to the children... was temporarily stranded on the bus, and no one mentioned it again.

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"Is there such a thing?"

Li Shupei took a sip of the special white tea from Lichi County, and when he heard the surprise, he was almost choked and coughed, his eyes lit up with excitement, "This is super big news, there seems to be no relevant reports on the market, if you change the traffic A bigger website, drool-worthy, maybe it can bring fire to Liuchi County. Now people like to watch this kind of weird stuff, if we can really find Weiyang Palace, maybe it can bring the tourism industry together bring……"

"……stand up……"

As he was talking, he noticed the surprised and contemptuous eyes of the students in the class, especially Yin Luo, the disappointed eyes seemed to say "how could I have been interested in this person before", which deeply irritated him. It hurt his heart.

"Why? Is there something wrong with what I said?" Li Shupei asked back, poking his neck, "In such a poor place where children can't even afford stationery, if someone is willing to take the initiative to hype them up and make them more popular, if It can really bring the tourism industry on fire, it’s because their ancestors burned high incense, right? Do you know how many places like this there are in the whole country, and you can’t ask for some gimmicks!”

"Jin Chi, Liang Duo, come and judge, is there something wrong with what I said?"

Jin Chi and Liang Duo had the best relationship with Li Shupei on weekdays.Even when he came back from Ming Yutang and Brother Li was hit hard, he didn't break up with them.It's not appropriate to say they are dog legs. Although these two people's families are not as rich and powerful as Li Shupei's, they are not to the extent that they want to rely on others and treat others as dog legs.To be able to play together is mostly three views and hobbies, and there are many overlapping parts.

In fact, the two of them did not make a single contribution to this donation. They just turned a blind eye to see Li Shupei donated so many books. They should have spoken to him. .But because of the monitor's righteous and formidable eyes, the two of them could only turn into the role of flattery. After talking about um, this is it, but in the end they didn't decide which side to take. Angrily, Li Shupei gave him a hard look.

"It's not a bad idea." Yin Chengyi tried to keep his tone unbiased and fair, "But it depends on the situation. There are still many undeveloped mountains around here. something dangerous..."

"You can shut up." Before he finished speaking, Li Shupei cast a very impatient look and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense there, how could there be dozens of living people disappear like smoke? ? They must still be somewhere, but they haven't been found yet."

"..."

"To tell you the truth, classmate, I also thought so at the beginning. All the gods and ghosts are deceitful, and those old people must still be somewhere." Yang Zhishu smiled wryly and shook his head. The smiling face turned into a sad face, and the wrinkles on the face also appeared, "But, just last night, one night... eight or nine elderly people in the village disappeared..."

"My dad also disappeared."

(End of this chapter)