Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Parents don't think their children are dirty, but a beating is indispensable.

No matter how good Qian Longlong's mother is, she will definitely be angry when she sees her son covered in shit.

Qian Longlong and his mother lived in 302, and an old man lived in 303. After hearing the news, the old man came to see his grandson without even looking at me.

After half an hour, the old man let me in.

"What's your name, why is my grandson like this?"

The old man looked to be in his 70s, with cold eyes, half a head taller than me, with a thick back and a strong waist, wearing only a dark blue woolen sweater on his upper body in winter, and his temples were high on both sides.

I remember Brother Yu said that this characteristic is the characteristic of a master Lianjiazi.

The old man just stared at me for a few times, giving me an inexplicable feeling of oppression, which is hard to describe, just a sense of oppression.

"Mis... Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Your grandson was playing outside and had an accident. I was the one who saved him. I am a friend of beggar Liu. I came here to find you for something."

He didn't respond to the first half of the sentence.

When he heard the second half of what I said, a trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, which was fleeting.

"Xiaolin, help Longlong wash and change clothes."

"I know Dad." A middle-aged woman responded from the bathroom.

"Come with me."

The old man led me into room 303 next door.

"Hello, sir," knowing the true identity of the old man in front of me, I dared not put on any airs, and greeted respectfully.

"Tell me, what's going on, I'm traveling through Handan with my family, how do you know Liu, a beggar."

"Master, my name is Xiang Yunfeng. It was Liu, the beggar, who showed me a way to survive and asked me to come to you." After a pause, I added, "It's because of the Changchun meeting."

The old man sat on the sofa, held the handle with both hands, and said in a flat tone: "What do you do?"

I replied: "Go to the Nine Gates, rob the tomb and touch the gold."

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.

"Looking at your young age, I didn't expect you to be doing this kind of business. Digging people's ancestral graves is detrimental to morality."

I didn't deny it, and said: "People live for a lifetime, don't believe in evil, don't fear infamy, just seek money."

"Hehe... digging graves is digging graves, but you will find reasons for yourself."

He said: "I don't know Beggar Liu, but I know this person, rewards and punishments are clearly defined in the club, and he will not target you, a brat, for no reason. Who in the club has done something to you, let's hear it."

The old man took out a cigarette from his pocket, and I ran over and took out the lighter, covering it with my hand to help light it.

Knowing the special status of the old man in front of me, I dare not hide it, and immediately told the whole thing from beginning to end.

"There is such a thing? Blue potion?"

After hearing this, he frowned and asked, "Wu Le told you that?"

I respectfully said yes, and explained: "Grandpa, beggar Liu said that you hate evil like hatred and have justice in your heart. The reason why Changchun and I became enemies is because of the blue potion. No matter whether this thing is useful or not, it is no longer in my hands now." I don't understand, the time I lied to Officer Wu was really a desperate move to save my life."

"We have been hiding here and there for more than a year, and we have suffered a lot. I hope you will save us and let us go." After I finished speaking, I bent down respectfully and bowed.

The old man flicked the cigarette ash casually. He looked up at the ceiling, as if he was talking to someone, or talking to himself.

"Zheng Bold, Zheng Bold, go when you have to go, don't hold on, how can there be such a potion in this world, what can I do if I live a few more years, but I am deceiving myself and others, and I have been dragging on until now. I was waiting for the table before."

"What did you say your name was?"

"Xiang Yunfeng."

"Okay, I see, let's go."

"Walk?"

"You promised to save me?"

The old man shook his head and said: "After two days of work on that matter, I will call Wu Le here to ask, if it is true as you said, it is indeed because of Zheng Bold's illness that the big bullied the small, and now I won't promise you."

"God, you said you're going to finish that job... are you going to capture Xie Qirong alive?"

"Boy, you know a lot about the meeting."

The old man nodded, "That's right, we are indeed here to bring Brother Xie back."

"Thank you brother...?"

I think he is much older than Xie Qirong, yet he is still called Xie Qirong, Brother Xie?

Could it be that Xie Qirong is older than him?Not like it.

I know how to measure, and I don't dare to ask too much about some things. As long as this person is willing to listen to me tell the story, then I have already succeeded.

The main reason is that people don't believe what I said, I have long since lost the blue potion, and if I had to give it to them, I am afraid of that thing from the bottom of my heart.

"Bang bang." Someone knocked on the door outside the house.

"dad."

The old man got up and opened the door. Outside the door stood the middle-aged woman who was wearing a cooking apron and disposable gloves on her hands.

"What's the matter, Xiaolin, did Longlong wash him clean?"

The middle-aged woman said with a bitter face: "Don't mention Dad, I used up a bottle of shampoo. I told Mom, and Mom was very angry. She scolded me and asked Dad to call her back."

The old man immediately stared and said, "Just wash the child! Tell her what to do!"

Then the old man took out his cell phone to make a call.

At first the voice was a little low, but then he turned on the speakerphone, and I probably heard what was on the phone clearly.

The wife of the godfather, Grandma Qianlonglong, cursed on the phone, saying that it was too bad luck for the grandson to fall into the latrine during the Chinese New Year. This is called Zhaohui in Sichuan, and the bad luck must be eliminated before the New Year.

How to get rid of the dark?

It is to eat hundreds of rice and rice, take a rag bag to the street, borrow rice from other people's houses, and each household will grab a handful, and if there are enough people for a hundred people, it will be considered as a hundred rice.

Eating this kind of rice can get rid of bad luck on the body, and the coming year will be prosperous and free from disease and disaster.

The godfather immediately said: "What are you doing, who am I, what status am I, you let me go to the street to beg for food? Who dares to let me do this in the ten northern provinces!"

Immediately there was scolding on the phone.

"You are a fart!"

"You have to go to Handan to mess with that broken clock of yours! I'll ask my daughter-in-law to supervise, if it's impossible, I'll fly there tomorrow! If you don't let Longlong eat hundreds of rice! If you dare to make trouble! You and your broken clock Let's live!"

There was a blind tone on the phone, and the other party hung up.

I turned my head and looked behind me, pretending I didn't see or hear anything.

"Dad, you heard it too. I don't dare not listen to what Mom said. Tomorrow, I'll go here to ask someone for rice. We don't know each other well, and I don't know if they will give it to me. It's embarrassing."

"do not go!"

"I'm not going! You can't either!"

"Boy, you go." The old man suddenly pointed at me.

I hurriedly shook my head and said that I would not go, I have never asked for food no matter how poor I grew up.Besides, your grandson shot himself into the latrine, so what does it have to do with me? If I didn't save him, he would have drowned. (I dare not say the latter sentence.)

"Huh?" The old man frowned.

"No problem, I'll go tomorrow." I changed my words immediately.

.......

After I went back, I told Mr. Liu about it. I said Mr. Liu, begging is your housekeeping skill. This time, you are really begging. You have to help me. I am too embarrassed to talk about begging.

Mr. Liu said no problem, if he helped his grandson, he would help you, if he helped you, he would help me, please prepare, we will go to beg for dinner tomorrow.

In the winter of 03, from the vicinity of Nanguan Street in Wu'an to the bus station, some people may have seen an old man and a young man with a tea mug and cloth bag going to someone's house to ask for rice.

Those two are me and Lord Liu.

I learned another skill, and I can go to the street to beg for food if I really can't get along in the future.

This is a technical job, pay attention to the clothes, shoes, hands and face, not dirty hands and face, and wash them clean, so the chance of success will be much higher.

Beggar Master Liu's family passed on Wen Yao and Wu Yao.

Wen Yao is a beggar, who pays attention to being neither humble nor overbearing, with clean hands and face, and calls a man a brother and a woman a sister.

He said: "Life is difficult, give me some, I will leave after eating, and I will never cause trouble."

Wu Yao refers to Wu beggars, which are relatively rare now, and Wu beggars are divided into nail-headed beggars, pillar-headed beggars, and snake beggars.

Among them, the nail-headed beggar is the most powerful. When begging for food, the nail-headed beggar holds a hammer in one hand and an inch-long rusty coffin nail in the other. Smash, see blood.

Under normal circumstances, the host family will give a little if they are afraid that someone will die at home and cause trouble for themselves.

I set out with beggar Liu in the morning, and I had to beg for food all day. When it was dark, I asked for half a bag of rice.

Every one of the hundred houses scooped up a little bit, and the godfather specially sent someone to watch over them. He was afraid that I would steal and play tricks and just buy ready-made ones.

After nine o'clock in the evening, I took Baijia rice and went to the Lantian Hotel to deliver the rice.

Qianlong Longma said that the godfather was not upstairs, but on the second basement floor of the hotel, thinking of handing it over to him face to face, I took the rice and went to the second basement floor of the Blue Sky Hotel.

There is a large room on the second basement floor, with the door locked.

Just as I was about to reach out to knock on the door, I suddenly heard a crisp and pleasant knocking sound from inside the room.

"clang...."

"clang....."

The lingering sound echoed through the doors and windows, and echoed through the basement layers, lingering for a long time.

This is by no means comparable to the piano and violin.

This is the sound of bronze chimes.