Yang Zhengqiang said that he followed the execution cart and did not know the specific location, but locals called the place a traditional execution ground. It should not be difficult to find someone in that area since the 1980s.

After saying this, Dr. Yang hurriedly left, as if he was worried about being followed.

Liu Yimeng sat there for a long time and could not calm down. Although the Hong Kong policewoman had already received a vaccination, she subconsciously felt that it was alarmist. Her younger brother was so lucky, how could he be dismantled as a part? Now it seems that what he said is true. Yang Zhengqiang would not deliberately come to deceive himself. The handwriting on the paper was written by Liu Kunlun. The most important thing is that Liu Yimeng understood his younger brother's heart, and burying him with Brother Kang was definitely his last wish.

Liu Kunlun's body was not dead, and he was occupied by someone, but his soul died, and his body after being taken over was completely different. However, Liu Yimeng still had a trace of luck and hope. If he found his brother's soul back and asked Dr. Fei to create another body, this is called Nirvana.

Before searching for Liu Kunlun's soul, Liu Yimeng made his last attempt. She called her younger brother's commonly used mobile phone number again. This time someone answered, but it was not her younger brother, but the staff of the royal palace.

"I will tell the boss." The staff responded politely.

"Can you ask him to answer the phone now?" Liu Yimeng said, "I am his own sister. How long has it been since he called home?"

"Sorry, ma'am, I'll tell you, but the boss is not in the country right now."

"Then tell me a number that can be found and I will call him by myself." Liu Yimeng's heart became colder and colder.

"Sorry, this is not within my authority."

Liu Yimeng hung up the phone and gave up. His younger brother's feelings for himself and his mother will not change. He changed his body, and his body was indeed taken away by others.

The execution ground that Chopard mentioned is located in a prefecture-level city in the eastern part of Jiangdong Province, called Huaimen City. Liu Yimeng went alone. The train she was on arrived at Huaimen Railway Station in the drizzle. Like most cities, the exit was crowded with small hotels and long-distance bus passenger recruiters. A middle-aged uncle followed Liu Yimeng closely and said, "Sister, do you take a taxi? Where to go? Regular taxi, meter."

Liu Yimeng stopped and said, "You may not know where I went."

The uncle said: "I have driven a taxi in Huaimen for twenty years, and there is no place I don't know. Let's go, let's get in, let's go, let's go, let's not share a car."

Liu Yimeng was going to take a taxi, but seeing that he looked loyal and kind, he followed him. The uncle's car was a worn Jetta. He opened the car door attentively and asked Liu Yimeng to sit in the back seat. He got into the driver's seat by himself. While starting the engine, he asked, "Sister, where are we going?"

"Master, I want to go to the execution ground." Liu Yimeng said, "It's the place where people were shot in the past. Do you know each other?"

The uncle was stunned and asked, "What are you doing there?" After asking, he drove the car onto the main road.

"I have something to do. If you don't know me, just change the car." Liu Yimeng said.

"I must know it. There is no place I don't know about Huaimen." The uncle said, "Isn't it just a place where people are shot? I've been to that place, and most people really can't find it. The road is blocked and the navigation is impossible. It's just a wild wood. In 1983, the first time that place was a execution ground, dozens of people were pulled over by leapfrog trucks and were killed in one breath. The executioner was an armed police officer with a big mask and shot him in the back of his head. Later, the Huaimen Court sentenced to death were executed there. I don't know how many people have been shot in the past twenty years. I guess there are always hundreds of people."

The taxi was driving in the rain and fog, and the sky became dark. The topic about the execution ground came to an end. The uncle enthusiastically asked Liu Yimeng about his personal questions, what to do when he came to Huaimen, whether to visit relatives or travel, or to see netizens running. If Liu Yimeng had a GPS machine on his hand, he would find that the car he was riding in was going around, which is a common method of taxi drivers to slaughter passengers.

"Master, you have died in your car." Liu Yimeng said abruptly.

The uncle stepped on the brakes, followed by a series of brakes, and an angry whistle sounded.

"Sister, how did you know?" The uncle was sweating coldly, and his hands holding the steering wheel were trembling.

"I can see that he is in your passenger seat. It's okay, the old man won't harm others, please keep driving." Liu Yimeng said as if nothing had happened. The driver dared not drive. He was so scared that he was about to come out. He said in a crying voice: "It's not my business. I did a good job and sent a heart attacker to the hospital. I ran several red lights on the way, but I still couldn't help it when I was sent to the place. I confiscated the money for the car, so why did I rely on me?"

Liu Yimeng could not see the origin of this ghost, but she could tell the strength of the energy. With such a weak appearance, she was clearly an old man and had no anger, so she said she would not harm people. But to the driver, this is a god. Liu Yimeng was a random guest he pulled at the train station, and was a foreigner. She absolutely did not know what happened in her car. It was obvious that the ghost was an old man and did not harm people, which meant that this elder sister had high magic power.

"You keep driving, I'm fine here." Liu Yimeng said.

The driver was a little relieved and started to drive tremblingly. The speed was slower again, but this time he didn't dare to take a turn and drove out of the city honestly.

The uncle drove silently, and the rain was getting heavier. The wiper was running at the fastest speed, but it still couldn't be cleaned. The uncle drove the car with difficulty, and looked at the rearview mirror from time to time. The girl in the mirror was so sad and tears fell.

"Here." The uncle stopped the car and pointed to the front of the lights. "After this dirt road, it's the execution ground. My car's chassis is low and I can't drive forward any further. I'm waiting for you here, hurry up."

"Thank you." Liu Yimeng took out three hundred-dollar bills and handed them over. This was higher than the fare in circles. The driver was very happy. He watched Liu Yimeng walk towards the execution ground with an umbrella, and all kinds of terrifying associations appeared in his heart. In his mind, this girl might have walked to the execution ground and said, "I'm home and then disappeared without a trace. That's so cunning. No, I can't wait, so I left quickly, but when I think of the ghost in the passenger seat, he didn't dare to move. The girl was psychic and drove the ghosts to make trouble for him halfway. She didn't dare to leave, and she didn't dare to stay. He was very entangled.

The last section of the road leading to the execution ground was difficult to walk. After the rain, it was covered with mud. Liu Yimeng walked to the end of the road with deep and shallow feet. This was a green open land with lush trees and overgrown weeds. Those who didn't know thought it was a place for the elderly to exercise nearby. In fact, there was no people within a radius of five kilometers. It was because this place was a execution ground, and developers did not buy nearby land.

It was drizzling and it was already dark. Liu Yimeng stood in the wilderness with an umbrella, at a loss.

She faces a serious problem, not that she cannot find her soul, but that she has too many.

The executed souls have no home. They accumulate around the execution ground, live on plants and trees, float in the air, everywhere. They have no consciousness, shape, mass, colorlessness and taste. To this world, they are objects that do not exist.

But for Liu Yimeng, these souls can be perceived and fed back into the retina, so in the dark night, the souls are densely packed, layer by layer, shining brightly.

"Xiao Wu, where are you?" Liu Yimeng shouted, "Have you seen my sister? Come to my sister quickly."

As she said that, she took out a small pot of cactus from her bag. This was a plant she carefully selected. She felt that it was in line with her younger brother's temperament, and she was rebellious and could survive in the most difficult environment.

No one responded, and no soul rushed into her hands.

Liu Yimeng remembered that in the emergency department, before Kuang Yalan died, her soul would actively attach to the plants. Why is it invalid now? Then she suddenly realized that in those occasions, there was only one plant, and on the execution ground, there were countless plants for habitation.

She tried to distinguish the energy of the soul. When her younger brother went there, he must be the strongest one. However, most of the souls present were young and more energetic than the other. Although most of them were shot during the crackdown in the 1980s, thirty years were just a blink of an eye for the soul and would not fade half. Therefore, Liu Yimeng was completely confused.

I was afraid that I could not take my brother home today, so Liu Yimeng took out a pile of paper money from his bag, squatted down and covered the rain with an umbrella to light it, which was considered as a commemoration for his brother.

After burning the paper, Liu Yimeng left and came to the taxi. The driver was still looking at the bills over and over again, fearing that they would turn into dark money.

Liu Yimeng suddenly appeared in front of the car. The driver was so scared that he shivered. He carefully identified it. There were shadows and feet in the car. Then he opened the car door. Liu Yimeng got in the car and calmed down his mood. He felt that it should be explained clearly and not scare others.

"I'm here to summon souls," said Liu Yimeng, "A relative of me was killed here."

The uncle muttered: "No, my neighbor's third uncle's son works in the court. I heard that there have been no death row prisoners in the Huaimen for the past two years. The public order here is good."

Liu Yimeng turned her face out the window. She knew that her younger brother must have seen her, but the yin and yang were separated. In Fei Tianlai's words, it was a gap in the world of different dimensions, but her younger brother must be eager to return to his relatives.

The taxi drove back to the train station. Liu Yimeng planned to take a midnight passerby and return to Jinjiang. Before leaving, the driver asked her to do a trick, and ask the ghost in the passenger seat to leave, which would be fine.

"It's okay, this ghost is to bless you not to have a car accident, keep it." Liu Yimeng said.

...

After returning, Liu Yimeng thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable solution. Suddenly, a news on TV attracted her. It was the news that Omi City was striving to create a national health city. One indicator of the health city was green coverage rate and per capita green space area. Omi City was not bad at this point, but it had to be better. She savored the meaning and suddenly came up with a solution.

Liu Yimeng met the director of the Landscape and Greening City in Omi City through Lu Gang. It was originally difficult to meet a director as Liu Yimeng, but now she is different from the past. Her brother of the wanted criminal has turned into a tycoon and is chatting and laughing with the central leaders. When her sister meets a director, she gives the director face.

The meeting was held in the reception room of the Landscape Bureau. Lu Gang was accompanying him and he first blew up the clouds and mountains. Liu Yimeng spoke. She said that she would offer a gift to Ori on behalf of her younger brother and donate a batch of flowers and trees.
Chapter completed!