Jiangli saw the contact information and imdiately called.
Xia Xin and Yan Guofeng anxiously waited for news beside her.
After the call was made, it took a while for soone to pick up.
A frail old man’s voice ca through.
"Who’s this?"
The mont Jiangli heard the voice, she knew it wasn’t Su Ming.
Her heart sank instantly, but she patiently asked, "Excuse , is this Su Ming’s phone number?"
The elderly man on the other end trembled as he spoke, "Who are you, and why are you looking for our Mingming?"
Jiangli replied, "My brother is his friend. My brother recently had so issues and wanted to reconnect with his old friends. Is Su Ming at ho? Can he co to the phone?"
The old man choked up and muttered, "He’s not here, not here... Our Mingming passed away last year..."
With the speakerphone on, Xia Xin and Yan Guofeng imdiately heard this sentence.
Both of them shuddered.
Yan Guofeng’s eyes were filled with panic.
Jiangli frowned and asked, "How... did he pass away? Why so suddenly? We never received any news and didn’t go to mourn him. We feel so sorry."
The gentle and apologetic female voice always softens people’s hearts.
Jiangli’s words just happened to hit the old man’s sore spot.
He choked and said, "A year and a half ago, a car accident, it was an accident. He was fine and had said he would co back to celebrate my seventieth birthday, but then he was gone... His parents wanted to cancel his phone number, but I couldn’t bear to, so I kept the phone. I thought, one day, Mingming’s phone might ring again..."
Jiangli said, "I’m sorry to disturb you. Please accept my condolences."
Jiangli offered a few words of comfort before hanging up the phone.
"In such a short ti, we’ve already confird that three of the people who went on that trip have died..." Xia Xin was a bit scared, "This, the probability is too high, we’ve contacted three people, and all three are dead..."
Jiangli’s small face sank slightly, "Xia Xin, what do you think is going on?"
Xia Xin’s face instantly turned pale with tension, "I, I don’t know... I just feel this is too eerie. Four years ago, if sothing really happened during their trip, they should have faced consequences long ago. Why are things starting to happen only recently? Could there be another issue?"
Upon hearing this, Jiangli said calmly, "He Wenliang died two years ago, Liu Bin three years ago, and Su Ming a year and a half ago."
Xia Xin imdiately realized, "The timings aren’t fixed; they’re gradually getting closer to now?"
Jiangli nodded, "Yan Guowei’s ti is now, four years later, his end is near."
Yan Guofeng’s face turned pale, "Do you an, my brother and the others really encountered sothing sinister during their trip?"
Jiangli shook her head slightly, "I’m afraid it wasn’t just a simple encounter."
Yan Guofeng’s heart tightened, "Abbot, what do you an?"
Jiangli said, "We can’t be certain now. Including Yan Guowei, we know the information of four people, but according to our knowledge, there were more than four people on that trip. The current situation of the others, whether they have died, and if so, in which years, are still unknown."
Xia Xin pondered, "The only thing we know for sure now is Lingbi Mountain?"
Jiangli glanced at him, "Yes, the only clear thing now is that they all went to Lingbi Mountain. After the trip, they went back to their respective hos and had no further interactions. They arrived in Lingbi County separately, t there, and then went together to Lingbi Mountain. The only intersection point is Lingbi Mountain."
[This is a modern fantasy and does not refer to any real location]
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