When Du He watched the people enter a dilapidated house on the cliff, he pulled Jiang Ling to the corner of the wall.

It was at this time that he heard fluent Japanese, which was exactly the same as the accent of the Osaka international student Du He had met.

Osaka accents and slang are one of the most difficult types of Oriental dialects to practice, and it is difficult to imitate exactly the same ones after birth.

So the person who was talking in the house was definitely an authentic Toyo Osaka native.

Du He quietly popped his head and looked inside. Everyone inside was dressed as a fisherman. The one who was talking was the scar face that made Du He look familiar.

Du He and Jiang Ling couldn't help but look at each other. The questions they thought were exactly the same: That is why did the Japanese come here?

But although the reason is unknown, the only thing that is certain is that the Easterners must have had some conspiracy when they come here.

Du He was a little worried. As a Chinese, since he discovered the conspiracy of the Eastern people, he would definitely leave it alone, but now he was almost like a single man, and there was an innocent girl around him.

The deep worries made him unable to help lean forward, wanting to hear what the person in the window said more clearly.

So he didn't notice that just inch he was lying a thin branch, which was just on the dead branches.

There was only a click, but not obvious sound, but in this quiet night, it was like the spring thunder blooming in the clear sky, which was particularly eye-catching.

All the orientals in the room looked out the window in an instant, just as they saw Du He and Jiang Ling's heads that had no time to withdraw.

"Baga! Someone eavesdropped!"

The fisherman dressed in a fisherman pulled out his *** angrily and rushed out.

Unexpectedly, he would be discovered. Du He also sank his heart and quickly grabbed Jiang Ling and stood up and ran back.

At this time, the night was dark and the sky was not clear. Large areas of thick clouds blocked the bright starlight, and the road on the ground was dark.

Relying on the invisible darkness and familiarity with the terrain, Du and the two quickly got rid of the stumbling Japanese.

After Yifan ran away wildly, the two returned safely to the boarding fishermen.

With the dim lights, my heart was still jumping rapidly.

The two people who looked at each other were as heavy as Hanshan.

"It is absolutely impossible for the Eastern people to never see rabbits or eagle. They must have had some conspiracy when they get into such a remote fishing village for no reason. This matter must be investigated clearly."

Jiang Ling stood up in a hurry and said excitedly.

Du He frowned again and placed his index finger beside his mouth and made a swearing position.

Only then did Jiang Ling realize that the sound she had just heard was too loud. She quickly looked out the window and at the door. Seeing that it did not attract the attention of others, she shook her breath and sat down slowly again.

The room became silent and heavy again, and even the night seemed to be stained with an indescribable haze.

The candlelight was still burning quietly, and sadness appeared on Jiang Ling's face.

"Ahe, what should we do now?"

Du He didn't say anything, but just looked at the quietly jumping candlelight and was silent thoughtfully.

Jiang Ling was really anxious. When he saw Du He Chen Mo, he couldn't help but hold his arm and shook it gently twice.

The contemplative man seemed to have come back to his senses at this moment. He smiled at Jiang Ling and said, "Don't worry too much. This group of Japanese people just discovered that we had broken their conspiracy, so they will definitely find ways to deal with the subsequent incident in a short time and will not cause trouble for us for the time being."

"So at least we're safe tonight, wait till tomorrow..."

Du He paused when he said this, and another thoughtful look appeared on his face.

Jiang Ling's little heart couldn't help but pause with his words. She held her breath and asked gently: "What should we do until tomorrow?"

"Are you stay here and watch the changes, or leave here to find foreign players?"

With his long eyebrows closed, Du He showed a bit of desertedness and solemnity under the dim candlelight.

"You must leave, but you can't just leave."

He had a premonition that what he had broken through today would not be the beginning or the end. There must be something here that is crucial to the Eastern people.

Maybe this is a breakthrough.

Du He slowly raised his eyes and found that Jiang Ling's small face was still frowning.

So he smiled faintly, and his vigorous and powerful hands stroked the girl's tender face. His movements were as gentle as the willows whirling the wind, green bamboos dripping, and there was a faint and reassuring atmosphere between his eyebrows, eyes and eyes.

Jiang Ling's anxious and sad mood soon became as smooth and traceless as spread out silk.

Even her eyebrows and eyes were unknowingly softened.

Early the next morning, just as the sky was bright, Du He took advantage of the dawn to inquire about the situation of the houses on the cliff, the old lady and his son Wang Qing.

Few people would build houses to the edge of a cliff, so when Du He mentioned it, the old lady and Wang Qing knew where Du He was talking about.

Wang Qing didn't know the houses very well, so he thought for a while and said, "No one has been to the place you mentioned for a long time."

The old lady beside him smiled and said, "Why did the young man suddenly ask about this?"

"That place is not a good place. In the early years, several families in the village who collected herbs and built their houses near the cliffs for convenience. However, one year, people died when they fell to death. Somehow, they made ghosts again, and those families moved away."

When the grandma said this, Wang Qing slowly remembered it. He nodded and said, "That's true. When I was a child, I heard that the haunted and unlucky area was haunted, so the people in the village didn't go there. Until now, there are only some homeless homeless vagabonds who occasionally stay there for one or two nights."

As expected by Du He, it seemed that there had been abandoned by people from the fishing village.

But Wang Qing and the old lady's words also mean that they do not know about the things that the Easterners sneak into the fishing village.

It seems that it is obviously impossible to obtain useful information from the villagers, so I can only go there again and find out what is going on.

Du He thanked the old lady and Wang Qing, and Jiang Ling had already gotten up at this time and was hurriedly tied his hair with a red-headed rope.

After learning Du He's idea, the two of them walked towards the cliff again after dinner, and specially selected remote paths to prevent being followed or followed.

However, when they arrived on the cliff, they entered the house and found that the Japanese had already left empty.

The simple house was empty, and when the wind and rain blew on the low earth wall, a faint dust fell down. Except for the messy footprints on the ground, the thick dust on the table remained intact.

It seems like no one has ever been here, and no one has ever lived here.

Du He was a little confused. He didn't know if the Japanese had specially cleaned up traces of the scene before leaving.

If it has been cleaned up deliberately, then this place must have stored things that are particularly important to the Japanese.

Du He narrowed his eyes slightly and began to look at the whole house carefully, not missing any corner. However, what disappointed him was that he did not find any special places or things.

The wind on the cliff was already strong, and it was a bit chilly in the morning, and then it was blown by dust on the ground.

The faces of people are filled with dust.

Jiang Ling had already coughed several times next to Du He. She looked very uncomfortable, with physiological tears coming out of her eyes, and her breathing gradually became heavy.

There is no smart doctor in this remote fishing village. Du He is worried about Jiang Ling's body, so he can only purses his lips and grabs Jiang Ling's arm and wants to go out. But at this moment, his eyes flashed across the corner of the wall beside the door.

The spider webs there were broken, and the lines on the cracked edges were straight, which was not like someone's feet accidentally scratched.
Chapter completed!