The years when I was an old man

The night wind was bleak, I tightened my clothes and looked at this man at the same time.

When I first met him, he was dressed in rags.

But he couldn't hide the nobility on his body.

Now that he has changed his clothes, his extravagance is even stronger.

Looking into the distance, the man said with a smile:

"Letter is like saying, I can tell you everything I know..."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at me, still smiling.

I took out a cigarette, lit it and took a long drag.

The moment I exhaled the smoke, I followed up and said:

"Let's say but..."

I don't believe that the truth I'm looking for will be told to me without thinking of anything in return.

He gave me sweetness, just for the later but.

"Ha ha!"

The other party laughed loudly.

"Chu Xiaoyou is happy, I like to communicate with people like you. Actually, I just want money. But my appetite is too big, you can't satisfy me at all..."

This makes me a little puzzled.

A person who can pay the driver six figures for a taxi does not seem to be short of money at all.

But what he talked with me was actually money.

"I don't have any other hobbies, but I love money. I came to this world just to spend money. Only spending money can make me feel happy. And you can't get it out, so I just give you Huo Yutong Give me that painting, and I'll tell you how Melo died!"

My first thought was whether the other party was testing me.

I want to confirm whether the painting is in my hands or not.

After taking a puff of cigarette, I asked back:

"It's easy to talk about painting, but how can I be sure that what you tell me is true or false?"

"Hahaha!"

The other party laughed out loud again.

In the empty mountain forest, echoes followed.

"If I told you, I was there that night. Would you still doubt whether I was telling the truth or not?"

My heart skipped a beat, as far as I know, of those who were there that night.

There are two brothers Huang Shigong, there is Qianxie Zhang Shoushan, and my father's two sworn brothers, including Liu Ye.Who is this person in front of him?

"then who are you?"

"What about painting?"

The man asked back.

"Tell me who you are, and I'll let you see the painting. We can talk about the rest!"

The man's eyes wandered over me, and then he looked at Xiaoduo.

I know, he's wondering if I'm going to take the painting with me.

"Okay, then I'll tell you first. But if you dare not let me see the painting, I'll make you the second Mello!"

I didn't say anything, just stared at him indifferently.

With the remaining two fingers of his right hand, he combed his wind-torn hair.

Then, he looked at Hanyue in midair, and said:

"North Qianchi, South Shoushan, plum blossoms are dotted between heaven and earth. At the beginning, thousands of people in the north were mainly martial arts and hard kung fu. Among them, the most famous one is Qianchi Kanye. In the south, most of them are literary and soft. Kungfu is the main thing, and the representative is Qianxie Zhang Shoushan. Meihua is a little bit about Melo. He is also the director of the north and the south, and there is almost no opponent between heaven and earth. Anyone who can be called his opponent in terms of thousands of arts, except Thousand idiot Kanye. It's me..."

As he spoke, he turned to stare at me.

A pair of bright eyes reveals a sense of conceit.

"Qianxie, Zhang Shoushan!"

Zhang Shoushan?He is Zhang Shoushan?

I have heard the name of Zhang Shoushan many times. In my imagination, Zhang Shoushan should be evil.

But Zhang Shoushan in front of him has no sense of other things except nobleness.

"Where are the paintings? Tell me where the paintings are, it's time for me to see them!"

I stared at him and said indifferently:

"Not here!"

"what?"

The other party was a little anxious, so I followed up again:

"But I can take you there. After you have seen it, you must tell me the process of completion. The painting is yours!"

"it is good!"

He agreed happily and was about to say it again.

Suddenly, there was a bright light from a flashlight not far away.

Then, there was a burst of noisy footsteps.

"Did you bring someone here?"

The other party immediately became angry.

I shook my head and asked in dissatisfaction:

"I doubt it's yours!"

"Damn it, that's Liu Yunxiu, that bastard. Remember, don't mention seeing me. Otherwise, I won't let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the dense forest.

Although he is not young, he has a strong figure.

Soon, he disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

When the other person came to me, Xiaoduo had also disappeared into the darkness.

The bright light of a flashlight shines on my face.

"who?"

I tilted my head subconsciously, shaded the light with my hands, and said coldly:

"Sixth day!"

"Sixth day?"

A voice like a donkey was heard from behind the crowd.

Then, the old accountant walked over slowly, leaning on a cane.

He looked me up and down, and asked:

"What are you doing here?"

I didn't answer him, but asked back:

"Aren't you here too?"

The old accountant smiled, but his smile was full of viciousness.

"On the sixth day of the lunar new year, you don't have to do anything. I know that the painting is with you, and I can tell you clearly that if you don't hand in the painting, you won't even think about leaving Yundian..."