What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

Chapter 447 Returning to Southern Xinjiang

His normally scratch-resistant and waterproof windbreaker had several long tears in it, with charred edges, clearly indicating that it had been attacked by some kind of magic.

His left hand hung limply at his side, and large patches of dark red blood could be faintly seen on the cuff, indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.

Even through the screen, I could almost feel the desperate situation he was facing.

Less than fifty meters away from him, several blurry black figures were fanning out from behind him.

Judging from their unpredictable movements and the faint outlines of their Miao swords, they are definitely elite fighters from the southern border region.

I stared at the photo for a full ten seconds, imprinting every detail of the image and the surrounding terrain features firmly into my mind.

Before leaving Jiangcheng, he said he was going to the deep mountains of the southwest or northwest to seek an opportunity to form his core.

How did we suddenly find ourselves being hunted down? What exactly happened?

"Finished watching?" Lei Zhenshan's voice came through the receiver again.

"I've finished watching. It's him."

I took a deep breath of the cool morning air and calmed the jade-colored killing intent surging within my dantian.

"Chen Yang, I know your personality. Your stubbornness is exactly the same as your father's and grandfather's."

Seeing your sworn brother in trouble, you definitely can't sit still.

Lei Zhenshan's voice became stern, like an elder reprimanding his nephews and nieces.

"That's why I'm making this call to you."

But I must warn you, the waters in southern Xinjiang are very deep recently, ten or a hundred times more complicated than a backwater like Luohua Town.

If you absolutely must go in to rescue them, please be extremely careful.

"Uncle Lei, thank you for the reminder."

I didn't feel any resentment towards his severity because I knew he meant well.

So I softened my tone and asked in a deep voice, "Where exactly did that team see him?"

On the other end of the phone, Lei Zhenshan was silent for two seconds, seemingly weighing something in his mind, before finally uttering a few words:

"A tributary of the Lancang River, deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains. That is the edge of the Lan family's sphere of influence in southern Xinjiang."

Near the Lan family's residence.

Upon hearing this, I frowned.

"Understood. Uncle Lei, I'll remember this favor. When we get back to the capital, I'll treat you to some good tea."

I took a deep breath and sincerely thanked them.

"Let's talk about it when we come back alive."

Lei Zhenshan snorted coldly, then abruptly hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone on my phone, I put it in my pocket and got out of bed.

Outside the room, the hustle and bustle of loading and unloading goods at the logistics park came in waves, but it couldn't disturb my thoughts, which had already calmed down.

I walked to the window and looked at the sky outside, which was now completely bright. My mind quickly overturned all the travel plans I had made before.

I was originally thinking that since the matter of Luohua Town had been settled by the Folk Customs Bureau, I would naturally follow Jin Wanliang back to Jiangcheng first.

After properly settling those three cartloads of goods from southern Xinjiang and resolving Jin Wanliang's immediate crisis, we can then take a longer-term view of the shady dealings within the Lan family.

But now, Li Qing is trapped in a desperate situation deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where his fate is uncertain.

This sudden change disrupted the entire rhythm.

It seems that, after all this time, I still have to make a trip to the Lan family in the heart of southern Xinjiang to meet Grandpa Lan Manshan.

I had two considerations in mind when I made this decision.

Firstly, it was about the shipment of gold and silver.

The information revealed by the old man in Luohua Town before his death was crucial: the robbers were carrying the Lan family's token.

This suggests that someone within the Lan family is secretly plotting something, or even that a split has occurred within the Lan family.

As one of the most senior and influential elders in the Lan family, I feel it is necessary to tell Lan Manshan about this matter in person.

Let him know that serious disagreements and unrest have occurred within the Lan family, so as to be on the safe side.

Secondly, and most importantly.

I need to mobilize Lan Manshan's loyal forces to seek help in rescuing Li Qing.

What kind of place is the Shiwan Mountains?

It was a primeval forest stretching for thousands of miles, teeming with poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, and shrouded in toxic miasma year-round.

Li Qing is also a descendant of a geomancer who is well-versed in feng shui and divination.

If he were to flee while being chased, he would inevitably set up various feng shui formations or esoteric arts along the way to conceal his presence in order to avoid being tracked.

If I were alone, searching aimlessly in the mountains like a headless fly, the efficiency would be far too low.

This is even more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Perhaps by the time I finally manage to break through his concealment formation and find him after spending ten or fifteen days, all I'll find is a cold corpse.

In a life-or-death situation like this, seeking help from the strongest local bully is far better than fighting alone.

Although I possess a token of the highest elder of the Lan family, personally bestowed upon me by Grandpa Lan, which should theoretically allow me to act with impunity within the Lan family's sphere of influence.

However, after what happened in Luohua Town, I have developed a serious wariness of the Lan family's external forces.

Who knows whose people those ordinary clansmen who patrol the mountains and forests year-round, or those Lan family leaders who guard various checkpoints, are?

If I were to run into the mole's encirclement with the token, not only would I fail to save Li Qing, but I would also get myself caught in the crossfire.

Therefore, I cannot use ordinary Lan family connections; I can only go to the Lan family's main stronghold and directly find Lan Manshan himself.

After clarifying all the logic and the subsequent action plan, I did not hesitate at all. I turned around, pushed open the door, and walked to the door of the next room.

I raised my hand and knocked on Jin Wanliang's door.

Not long after, the sound of slippers rubbing together came from the room.

The door lock clicked open, and the door was pulled open a crack.

Jin Wanliang, with messy hair and sleepy eyes, appeared behind the door.

When he saw it was me, he was clearly taken aback and reached out to rub his slightly red eyes.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"You've only slept for a few hours, what urgent matter has happened?"

Jin Wanliang yawned, opened the door wide, and stepped aside to let me in.

I walked into the room and, looking at his tired face, said:

"Old Jin, things have changed. I won't be going back to Jiangcheng with you this afternoon."

I have to turn back and go to southern Xinjiang.

Upon hearing this, Jin Wanliang's hand, which was about to grab a bottle of mineral water, suddenly stopped in mid-air.