Chapter 297

Now what Bai Ling hopes most is that Bai Shan can find a mobile phone to contact them and tell them the specific address. Otherwise, in addition to the destination, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Where Baishan arrived in the previous life.... But it was the place where she died. Bai Ling bit the pink lower lip, and her eyes were very sharp.

No, we must find Bai Shan before she arrives at Yanjing city. She doesn't want to let them take any risks.

"Uncle, let's bypass Fengcheng and go directly to you County, Jingshi!"

Li Zhenghao was stunned and didn't understand why bailing changed his mind again.

"You county is not small. There must be someone else at this time. Bai Shan is very good-looking and has children with her. If someone sees her, we can look for her along the direction!"

"Well!" Li Zhenghao nodded.

The reason why Bai Ling decided that Bai Shan was not in you county was very simple, because they had been disconnected for too long. Bai Ling has affirmed that Bai Shan is still on the track of her last life.

Thinking of this, bailing had some reassurance in his heart, but most of them were worried about his own sister. Especially her death... Bai Ling's heart sank again.

At night, the sky is full of stars, accompanied by unknown insect calls, deep hoarse and sharp. In spring, there is a cool wind in the tail, which is very refreshing.

There are three buses, two off-road vehicles and three cars in a walled courtyard outside. Outside the yard, several people with guns and various weapons were waiting.

Just stepping into the yard, many tents have already been set up outside. The chaos brought by the large population breaks the silence of the night, accompanied by children's crying and abuse from time to time.

There are six rooms in a three story small western style building. Only those with abilities and abilities can live in.

In a small room on the second floor, there were five people lying on a big bed. One was a chubby woman about 50 years old, the other was a woman holding a three-year-old but still white and well-dressed child, and the other was a woman holding a seven or eight year old child with a mean face.

Under the big bed, there was a blanket. On the blanket lay three men, who were also in their fifties, a bit lame but with a serious face.

The other two, a thin but pretty, eyes are still showing uncomfortable light, the other is a dark, tall and strong man.

This group of people had been sleeping well, but suddenly a baby's cry sounded, one minute, two minutes, and finally they were out of breath.

"I'm so tired, can't you cover his mouth? We're on our way tomorrow. How do you want us to sleep? " At this time, a chubby but clean middle-aged woman screamed out sharply and stood up directly, with her eyes staring at the corner.

It turned out that there was a weak woman in the corner of the door, with a six month old child in her arms.

And the object of the roar, the mellow white face haggard, dressed in a mess, a hair cut into short hair, like a dog gnawing, arms also holding a very sad child dressed in thin cry, the child's face dirty, it can be seen that for a long time did not give him wash, the little face at this time was crying red.

"Mom, the baby is starving!" A woman's voice is very low, but it seems to suppress something. She fondly touches the child's face. When he cries, her heart aches.