Desperate Night.

Chapter 283 Path 283
"By the way, young man, you did a good job last night." Old Yang felt the sea breeze and reached out to pat Yu Hong on the back, but his palm was hurt by the rebound. He was a little surprised at the hardness of this muscle.

"It should be." Yu Hong sighed, "It's a pity that two people are still missing."

"Your acting is a bit fake now." Old Yang shook his head and sneered, "You have no relationship with them at all. Even if you are missing, you shouldn't have this expression."

".Is it not possible for me to be kind by nature?" Yu Hong choked and frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Okay." Old Yang lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and took a deep puff. "I don't care what skills you have, but you have a faint Yin aura. It's not easy to use the resentment mark. If you are not careful, you will be killed by the backlash."

He seemed to regard Yu Hong as someone who wanted to take advantage of Yuan Hen.

"What does this mean, Mr. Yang?" Yu Hong looked puzzled. "What is Yin Qi?"

"Pretend. The aura carried by Yuanhen is called Yin Qi. It's a pity that you met me too late. If it were earlier, I could have led you to the right path. Now it's really too late." Old Yang sighed, "Forget about me from now on. Remember, don't go to the Taoist temple of Xiantian Jiumen for no reason, so as not to be misunderstood and targeted."

“.???” Yu Hong looked confused.

"Just go back and check it online and you'll know." Old Yang was too lazy to say more. He yawned, turned around and went to find a place to rest.

Yu Hong was left thoughtful.

Lao Yang said that he had a negative energy in his body, but he didn't know where this feeling came from.

Is it Taiyuan Zhengfa? Or is it the Thunder Kick that absorbs red value? Or is it the newly formed Tianhe? Or is it his biggest secret - the Black Seal?
Standing at the side of the ship, he did not move for a while, but various speculations kept flashing through his mind.

The coast guard ship continued to move forward for more than half an hour before arriving at a small and deserted seaport.

The port is U-shaped, with a large five-story luxury yacht parked on one side and ordinary fishing boats and transport ships parked in the rest of the space.

The houses and buildings on the shore are more like those in mainland China in the 1990s, with conservative and simple tones.

The people coming and going have a more open style of dress. Women in short skirts, stockings and wavy hair can be seen everywhere, and there are also many men in suits, shirts, denim jackets and leather jackets.

Motorcycles buzzed back and forth, and most of the cars were painted dark red and black, with bicycles following along.

Looking from a distance, Yu Hong thought for a moment that he had returned to China in the 1990s.

Only when you see some shop signs can you tell that this is not China.

'Yasong Golden Melon Seeds International Trade.'

'Yazon has an exclusive hotel for external receptions.'

'Yazon International Mutual Aid Association Taizhou Branch.'

There are many signs with the word "Yazon" on them.

This made Yu Hong understand that this place, perhaps the country's name is Yasong. And this small place port should be Taizhou.

Buzz.
At this time, the coast guard ship with several people slowly approached the shore, and there were already cars and people waiting on the shore.

There were quite a few people waiting, including some in suits, men and women standing in pairs. When they looked at the people who got off the boat, their eyes were filled with obvious anxiety and anticipation.

"Wenwen!" A gray-haired old man, escorted by several bodyguards, walked quickly towards Gao Wen.

"Dad!" Gao Wen's eyes were filled with tears. He also moved closer and hugged his father tightly, refusing to let go.

On the other side, Song Siyu met up with a middle-aged couple with a reserved temperament, and also hugged the woman with tears in his eyes.

Wei Chengjun walked to a black SUV and whispered to the couple beside the car.

Old Yang clapped his hands.

"It looks like everything is fine. I'll leave first. If you have any problems, you can come to the Tianshi Mansion and tell me your Taoist name. Just don't come in and the price will be negotiable."

"Wait, what's your name, Mr. Yang?" Yu Hong quickly stopped the other party.

"Huh? Didn't I tell you?"

"No." Yu Hong was speechless.

"Mu Yangzi."

"Shepherd is a good Taoist name!" Yu Hong understood immediately.

Old Yang smiled, whispered to Gao Wensong, waved his hand, and strode away.

As he walked, he was checking the situation on his phone. A policeman tried to stop him, but after talking to him for a few words, he let him go.

Soon, the group went to the police station and made a brief statement.

Gao Wen, Song Siyu, and Wei Chengjun all left their mobile phone numbers and a rough address for Yu Hong. Their parents were also very polite and thanked Yu Hong earnestly, and made a series of meaningless promises. But it was unclear how useful these promises would be.

Soon the record was completed and several people left.

Only Yu Hong was left, sitting in the police station office.

In the small room, there was a long wooden table and four metal chairs.

Yu Hong sat on the left, and two police officers, one male and one female, sat on the right.

"I'm sorry, but after careful verification, we can't find your identity record in the internal database." The female police officer held Yu Hong's personal information registration form and said helplessly, "Tell me, Mr. Yu Hong, you must have sneaked in from somewhere, right?"

"I really lost my ID card and want to apply for a new one. I don't have a passport either." Yu Hong is now speaking the local dialect more and more fluently.

He sat in the chair indifferently, looking at the two people opposite him.

The identity tags on the two men’s chests read: Wang Chundong and Chen Xi.

"Alas," Chen Xi was helpless. He had to smuggle himself in, tear up his passport, lose his ID card, and then make up a story about a black man from an unknown place.

They have seen a lot of them. But among all the black people, there are not many who are as calm as Yu Hong in front of them.

"Is it possible that it was not recorded correctly? Or was it missed?" Yu Hong asked casually.

"It's possible." Wang Chundong yawned, wanting to get off work early. "How about this, are you sure you live in Huangsong Island?"

"Yes, sure." Yu Hong nodded seriously. "When I went back this time, I found that there were only a few people left on the island. The old house was leaking and couldn't be lived in, so I had to find some work to do."

"." The two looked at each other and simply didn't bother to care about this person anymore.

Wang Chundong gave a look, meaning that they should follow the old rules.

Chen Xi hesitated for a moment, but also wanted to get off work and go home early, so he nodded.

"Well, we'll re-enter the system for you and reissue your ID card. You can come here in a few days to pick it up. Be careful not to lose it in the future, okay?" Chen Xi urged. In fact, she knew that the other party was probably a stowaway, but in order to save trouble, she was too lazy to expose him. Anyway, this kind of thing happens all over the country. When faced with people who tear up their passports and lose their ID cards, everyone handles it this way, and she is not the only one.

After re-registering, it was already past four in the afternoon when Yu Hong walked out of the police station.

He looked at the bright, cloudy sky.

The breeze blew on my body, going in through my neck and sleeves, making me feel itchy, and carrying with it the aroma of someone else's braised seafood.

Standing at the door of the police station, Yu Hong suddenly had the illusion of waking up from a dream.

It was as if he had suddenly returned to the place where he was born, the world where he was born.
There are no black disasters, no source disasters, only a quiet and peaceful ordinary life.

He didn't experience everything either, it was just a dream.

After a while, he lowered his head.

'Hide yourself first, try to contact the Tianshi Mansion and other forces that have special powers, and see if you can find a targeted way to deal with the source disaster. This place has been able to maintain the fight against the black disaster from ancient times to the present, which is definitely extraordinary.'

When he was chatting with Lao Yang before, he heard that there was a black disaster here in ancient times.

This means that the black disaster had already begun to erode this place a long time ago.

But I just haven't been able to succeed.

So the water in this world is probably much deeper than he imagined.

"Now that we are here, let's find a place to stay first."

After thinking for a while, Yu Hong walked along the right side of the police station gate. As he walked, he looked around, thinking about how to sleep today.

Soon, he found a small hotel with neon lights in an alley - Hongmei Hotel.

Holding the temporary ID card issued by the police station, he reached into his trouser pocket and felt around. The empty pocket told him that he couldn't stay in the hotel without money.

"What a wrong decision." Yu Hong stood in front of the hotel, frowning a little.

"Brother, do you want to stay overnight?" Suddenly, a girl with short hair standing up beside him and smiled sweetly at him.

There was a dark red burn the size of an egg on one side of the girl's face. Although it was covered by her hair, it was still a little scary when she smiled.

The burn scar looked like peeled raw meat, still moving redly with his expression.

"Well, I came to the police station to do some business, but I forgot to bring money. Can I buy on credit? I'll pay in a few days." Yu Hong answered seriously.

"Ah," the girl hesitated, "I'll go ask grandpa."

She turned and ran into the hotel, and ran out again after a while.

"Brother, come in first. It's cold outside."

Yu Hong nodded, went up two steps and walked into the hotel.

In the somewhat dim small hall on the first floor, with white walls and a white floor, a yawning bald old man was crouching behind a dark red counter.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at Yu Hong.

"How long?"

"I'm not sure, maybe a few days." Yu Hong replied, "I ran into some problems here, and lost all my luggage. I even just got a new ID card."

He handed over his temporary ID card to the other party.

The old man took a look at it and gave it back to him.

"It's not easy for them, so I'll charge you two days, forty per day for the room, how about that? Meals are twenty per meal."

"Okay! My family has already sent me the money. Don't worry." Yu Hong didn't expect to meet a good person.

This way they wouldn't have to sleep on the streets, otherwise they would have to run out of the port and find a deserted place to summon the black ship back to the camp.

"Brother, dinner will start at six o'clock. Remember to come down. It's on the first floor." The girl reminded with a smile.

"Well, thank you." Yu Hong thanked.

"Lingling, have you finished your homework?" the old man suddenly asked.

"One more thing, I'll be there right away!" The girl quickly turned around and ran upstairs.

Yu Hong looked at her back, and for a moment he seemed to see another version of Yi Yi.

Soon, the old man took him upstairs into a room, left the key, gave him a few instructions, and then went downstairs.

There was actually TV and a telephone in the room. There was bright light on a small terrace, and a breeze blew in from the open window, causing the milky white curtains to sway slightly.

(End of this chapter)