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Chapter 142: Misty Forest

The door was closed, and the heater was clearly on in the office, but Song Qingyou's hands and feet were cold, and she dialed Fu Wenzhou's number with almost trembling hands.

"Sorry, the number you dialed cannot be connected temporarily..."

Song Qingyou's heart suddenly sank, and she continued to fight without giving up, but she was still answered by a series of cold machine sounds.

She panicked a little and started calling Fu Nan's cell phone.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

Song Qingyou's face turned pale, and a huge sense of panic swept through her body. She stood up suddenly and stumbled all the way to find Fu Bei, but she didn't see anyone else in the office.

She held her hand on the wall and gasped: "Where is Fu Bei? Where are the others!"

People in the office stood up one after another: "Mr. Song, this... we don't know this, we were here just now."

"Madam, do you have anything to do with me?" Fu Bei suddenly appeared behind him and asked in a low voice.

Song Qingyou turned around suddenly, losing her grace and etiquette for the first time in her life. She grabbed Fu Bei's arm and her eyes turned red: "Where is Fu Wenzhou? Where did he go?!"

Fu Bei lowered his head and glanced at the hand holding his sleeve, and then said: "I am only responsible for you now. Mr. Fu will be followed by Fu Nan. I don't know the specific situation."

"Call Fu Nan, or call anyone else around Fu Wenzhou." Even though Song Qingyou deliberately controlled herself and tried her best to appear calm, her nervous fingers and a little trembling at the end betrayed her.

she.

Fu Bei knew that something might have happened to Mr. Fu that made this banished immortal so angry.

He didn't hesitate and immediately called Fu Nan. After a few seconds, he shook his head and said, "Shut down."

Song Qingyou's breath suffocated. After a while, she readjusted her breathing and said, "Book two tickets to country Y. You come with me."

Fu Bei glanced at her and said, "Okay."

The plane to country y takes off in the evening.

Sitting on the plane, Song Qingyou half-closed her eyes tiredly, her nerves were tense all the time, and there was a dull pain in her temples.

Even though she had just talked to Fu Nan on the phone last night and saw Fu Wenzhou's people, she hadn't heard Fu Wenzhou's voice for four or five days.

She didn't have time to verify the authenticity of Jiang Xun's words because she couldn't afford the consequences that something might happen to Fu Wenzhou.

Even if it was fake, she would have to go there in person to confirm it.

This way she can feel at ease.

The plane arrived in the middle of the night. As soon as we got off the plane, wind and snow came, and the cold wind was biting. Song Qingyou's body couldn't bear the strong wind and cold, and she started coughing violently.

Fu Bei stood behind her and held an umbrella for her to hand out the medicine.

Song Qingyou hurriedly took it and swallowed it dry: "Let's go...cough...let's go first...cough cough..."

After Song Qingyou finished speaking, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Where to go?

She didn't have any news about Fu Wenzhou, and she only heard a few words about him from Jiang Xun.

With that panic, I ran here regardless, but what happened next?

How should she find him?

She stood in the wind and snow like a flower about to fall. Fu Bei frowned slightly and walked to the side to help her block the wind: "Madam, go to the hotel first."

Song Qingyou coughed a few more times. She must not fall down now, at least not until she finds Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Bei acted quickly and quickly arranged the hotel.

It wasn't until Song Qingyou sat on the sofa in the hotel suite and looked out the window at the unfamiliar building that she felt something real.

Along the way, she had been at the junction of dreams and reality, as if all this was just a dream, but she knew very clearly that it was real.

Song Qingyou recalled Jiang Xun's words.

Bought a xia

Shotgun, first went to country m, and then to country y.

What is Fu Wenzhou doing in country y?

Going on a business trip? Obviously not possible.

So what other reasons are there for him to spend a lot of money and risk his life to buy a gun?

There was no thought at all. Song Qingyou's eyes were as deep as a deep thought, "Fu Bei, have you gotten through it?"

"No." Fu Bei dialed another one during the interval of replying, but still couldn't get through.

Song Qingyou had no choice but to call Fu Wenzhou's friends.

Gu Bai was quite surprised when he received a call from Song Qingyou: "Song Qingyou? Did I read that correctly?"

"Did Fu Wenzhou tell you where he went?" Song Qingyou covered her lips to hold back her coughing and asked directly.

Gu Bai swung his wine glass and crossed his legs: "How would I know? Didn't he go on a business trip? What's wrong? Where did he go? I didn't tell you?"

Song Qingyou curled her fingers slightly. The less people knew about Fu Wenzhou's private purchase of guns, the better. Guns are legal abroad, but buying and selling guns privately in China is a felony.

She took a long breath and said coldly: "Yunfang...where is Master Yunfang buried?"

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke: "In country y, the news was wrong before. Later I went there in person and said that he was buried in a mysterious island in country y. There was a temple on the island, and Yun Fang disappeared.

I’ve been staying there for the past few years.”

Song Qingyou's thin eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were hazy, and she opened her pale lips and could barely make a sound.

She should have guessed it a long time ago. There was no news about Yun Fang for so long. Even if she kept it from him, how could he not be suspicious.

So did you check it yourself?

Song Qingyou covered her heart, where the pain was severe.

Gu Bai's voice continued: "Originally, I wanted to find out, but that place was too weird. There was a misty forest around the island. I took more than a dozen people in and walked for two days. They almost kept walking in circles, and

There are many ferocious beasts in the forest and it is too dangerous. I dare not go any deeper and have no choice but to come back."

"There are no living people in that place at all. The last place Yun Fang appeared that year was near the forest. Even if he was really there, he would probably have been gnawed by wild beasts and all his bones would be gone. I doubt there are any islands or islands at all."

The temples are just compiled by later generations, Yun Fang should have died in that forest."

Gu Bai took a sip of wine and moistened his throat: "Don't be too sad, everyone is destined to die, sooner or later... Huh? Why did you die?"

Gu Bai touched his nose.
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