bottle evil kite

Hangzhou in August is sometimes hot and sometimes rainy. In the morning, the weather is cloudless and sunny, and in the afternoon, it rains cats and dogs.

Wu Xie looked at his small antique shop boredly. Although it was located on the edge of the West Lake, it was considered a prime location. The famous West Lake was in front of the door. There were endless tourists passing by the door every day, but the shop was still cold. It's deserted, and from time to time a few tourists come in, purely to see but not to buy.

During this period of time, he thought a lot, or thought so much that his spirit had entered a state of exhaustion.Wu Xie is a little bit reluctant to think about those mysteries that have been kept secret from generation to generation and the frightening truth behind the mysteries.What he does every day is to keep an eye on his antique shop, the progress of the [-] Wangmeng and his new lover, and occasionally go to the West Lake to enjoy the breeze, or stare at the thousands of charming willows outside the window in a daze.

He didn't want to pursue anything further.Probably human nature is like this, for a thing, no matter how persistent and curious you are at the beginning, after a long time, no matter how strong your obsession will fade, you will eventually give up, unwilling to see it again, unwilling to go again think.

Wu Xie shook her head, trying to get rid of those troubled thoughts.Then he called Wang Meng to pour him a cup of tea. He called several times, but Wang Meng didn't agree.Wu Xie looked up and saw Wang Meng sitting on a chair and playing with his mobile phone happily, with a hint of obscenity in the corner of his mouth.

Wu Xie supported his forehead, and said that even Wang Meng had found a partner when he was struggling. Damn, how embarrassing is he, the boss.

On this day, Wang Meng slipped away early to have sex with his beautiful woman. Wu Xie was about to close the door and go out for dinner. Before the gate was opened, the fat man's Beijing accent came from afar, "Naive, long time no see." .Miss you Fatty?"

Wu Xie turned her head, and saw the fat man striding towards him, waving his hands ostentatiously as he walked, and the way he smiled was so unrestrained and unrestrained.It's been a while since the fat man gained weight again, Wu Xie looked at him and felt that this pig could really be slaughtered for oil.The fat man was carrying a large rucksack that travel friends usually have, and Poker Face was unhurriedly behind him, also carrying an identical rucksack.She just looked up at him and said nothing.

Wu Xie turned his head and waved at them both, "Fatty, why the fuck have you gotten fatter again? Maybe you've changed your career to open a pork stall." As he spoke, he pulled up the gate again and kicked the key into his pocket inside.

The fat man snorted disdainfully, and said: "You fat man, I'm fat enough to protect my body, of course it's better to be thicker. You're so skinny like comrade innocent."

"That's fine, when I'm short of money, I can squeeze out some oil and sell it, so I won't worry about starving to death." Wu Xie raised his foot to enter the door, and then greeted: "You guys come in first and put down the things before we talk."

The fat man sat down on the grand teacher's chair that Wu Xie usually leaned on to watch the scenery, and the chair made a "squeak" sound under the weight.Throwing the rucksack aside casually.Poker bottle also put down his luggage and sat down opposite the fat man.

Wu Xie ran to the back hall and brewed two cups of Pu'er for them. When it came out, the fat man sniffed it like a dog, twitched his nose twice, and said, "I never thought you would have two brushes to make tea."

Wu Xie took a sip of tea and said, "Of course, my second uncle likes tea art the most. When I was young, I watched him make tea every day. I learned a little bit about tea ceremony."

The fat man didn't answer, but picked up the tea and drank it slowly.Wu Xie didn't expect that this bastard would know how to taste tea, so he was speechless for a while.

It was noon, the scorching sun shone down, and the sky and the earth were shimmering with golden light.The chirping of summer cicadas kept coming from outside, making people upset.

Wu Xie looked down at the rippling tea noodles in the cup, and then at the two bulging backpacks on the ground.He knew in his heart that the fat man must be looking for himself for something this time, if he didn't let himself deliver the goods to him, then he was looking for himself.Wu Xie pinched the hot cup wall, feeling a little indescribably complicated.

The fat man drank several cups of tea in a row, but it wasn't too hot, so he patted his fat belly and said, "Naive, what time is this, little brother and I came from a long way, you have to entertain us anyway." let's eat."

Wu Xie said yes, let's go to the building outside the building to settle the lunch.

Fatty kept clamoring to eat the sweet and sour fish from Louwailou on the way, but Pokerfing didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and followed them with his head muffled.

The fat man asked for a box, and it seemed that he had something to say.While waiting for the food to be served, Wu Xie asked the fat man how his cohabitation life with his brother was going.He always felt that it was too aggrieved for two big men, Fatty and Poker Ping, to squeeze into a small house of more than 40 square meters. After thinking about it, a picture appeared in his mind: Bonk wearing chicken underwear You Ping sat on the sofa silently staring at the ceiling in a daze, while the fat man was drinking and watching TV. The contrast was stark, the bipolar world was full of laughs.He couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing his smile, the fat man leaned over to him with a full face, and asked him: "You naive little comrade, don't you think of some X-rated pictures, tell me to share with the fat man!"

Wu Xie rolled his eyes at him, and scolded: "It's said that fat people are lustful, and it's true. By the way, how is my brother? Are you okay?"

The fat man patted his chest, and said: "Of course, you fat man, I am a person who will repay my kindness. My little brother has saved us so many times, but I will offer him up like a Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Wu Xie had a hunch that you should blow it up, and then looked at the silent oil bottle next to him, feeling that this guy was getting less and less talkative, so he continued to ask the fat man: "Have you gone to see it with my little brother again? His Is there a cure for the disease?"

The fat man sighed and shook his head, "Later, I found a few famous doctors and big hospitals to see my little brother, and the diagnosis results were all the same. They all said there was nothing serious, and we have to wait for the natural recovery .Recovering a fart! My little brother can’t think of anything until now, and there is no improvement at all.”

Wu Xie also sighed, thinking that my little brother didn't know what to do with this illness, but fortunately he just lost his memory, and his ability to fight back did not show any signs of decline.But after thinking about it, in fact, amnesia may not be so bad, at least you can forget a lot of things you don't want to remember, and you don't have to be bound by the past all the time, giving yourself a chance to choose again.

It's just that Wu Xie didn't realize at that time that from the moment he was born as a descendant of Lao Jiumen, he had no right to choose. No matter sooner or later, he would always be involved in this inescapable struggle.Such things as fate really exist, no matter how hard they struggle, they will walk on the inevitable path called fate, or walk to their own end obediently or unwillingly.

No one in this game will end well.

The three of them swept away all the food on the table.When the waiter saw Poker Bottle, he glanced at Wu Xie and Fatty several times with a very strange expression, then turned and walked away at last.Wu Xie wondered if she really regarded them as human traffickers.

After the meal, Wu Xie and the fat man chatted all over the world, and Poker Bottle sat on the bay window in the box to blow the air, and he didn't know if he heard what they were talking about.The wind blew from the sparkling surface of the West Lake, bringing with it a moist coolness, brushing the black hair on his forehead.In those eyes that are always indifferent are the starry sky outside the window.

After chatting for a while, the fat man cleared his throat, finally showing a trace of seriousness in his expression.Wu Xie knew that this guy was finally going to get down to business, and he could vaguely guess what he wanted to say, but he still didn't take the initiative to bring it up.

The fat man said: "Innocent, I came to you this time for no other reason. I just want you to fight with me and my little brother." When the fat man said this, he looked straight at Wu Xie, rarely serious.When this person fights, he is often three-point serious and seven-point talkative, and rarely says something seriously.This makes people feel that once he gets serious, there must be something very important.

Wu Xie thumped in his heart, and he guessed right.This fat man is willing to fly all the way from Beijing to Hangzhou, either for the fight or for the underworld weapon.He was silent for a while, during which the fat man didn't speak, and he changed his usual poor and noisy personality, let alone being boring.Silence engulfed the entire space without a sound, and they seemed to have become stingy scholars in an instant, listening to their own breathing and heartbeat quietly.

After a long time, Wu Xie opened his mouth, but he didn't agree or refuse. He said, "Fatty, I heard that you have been doing well in Beijing recently, why are you still fighting?"

Fatty saw him hesitate and didn't force him, so he smiled and said, "Fatty, I've seen a lot of ups and downs in my life, and I've made a lot of money. I spent all my money within two days, and I didn't even think about it." I want to save some money for myself." As he spoke, his words gradually became tinged with emotion.

The fat man drank a glass of wine in one gulp, smacked his lips, and continued: "You know, people in our line of work have become rich overnight, and many have lost their wealth in a lifetime. The head is tied on the waistband of the trousers." , One will be gone if you are not careful. All of them are people who enjoy themselves in time."

"Now I finally want to settle down. Looking at the bank book, I found that I have saved almost nothing for so many years. I thought, I have to buy a diamond ring for Yunyun—the kind that can blind people's eyes in jewelry stores. ——As an engagement gift, after I got married, I transferred the shop in Beijing and set up camp in Guangxi honestly. The fallen leaves took root. This time I found an oil bucket from an ancient book and planned to make a good fortune. You fat man, I will retire It's over." Fatty finished speaking in one breath, feeling a little bit embarrassed himself.

"You really like clouds so much?"

"Of course, I said I like it, but I really like it." The fat man replied without thinking.

Wu Xie was stunned, he didn't expect the fat man to think so much when he looked careless and carefree.He originally thought that Fatty could only be in unrequited love for Yun Cai, and the girl might not agree to him, but seeing Fatty's seriousness in Dou Li, Wu Xie suddenly felt that if Yuncai really married Fatty, he would be very happy.

Wu Xie couldn't help but glanced at Poker-Face who had been silent by the window, and felt a little emotional. In fact, among the three of them, the fat man who seemed the most unreliable was much more reliable than him and Poker-Face.He is deeply in a puzzle and struggling at every step; while Pokerfinger is mysterious and hard to chase.

Wu Xie raised his glass and clinked with the fat man, and took a sip of the wine, not only did not dispel the little worry he had just born, but made him feel a little blocked and empty in his heart.After the wine passed through the throat, the pungent and astringent taste rushed up together, making the nose sore, as if being slammed ashore when you were about to suffocate in the deep sea.

After the energy passed, Wu Xie belatedly remembered that he hadn't answered the fat man yet, and wondered if it was really caused by the excitatory effect of alcohol on the brain. Wu Xie looked at the fat man still waiting for him to answer, with an expression of He is very serious and solemn, it seems that he really cares about Yun Cai, and he thinks that if all the brothers have done this, if they don't agree to him, they will really become the third little turtle of the Wu family.So he patted the table and said: "Okay, let's go, his grandma's young master has seen more zongzi than the ghosts in his bucket, let's see who is afraid of whom."

The fat man patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said, "Yes, the three of us go up together, even if Lord Hades is here, we won't be afraid."

"By the way, what about my little brother? Have you asked him if he agreed?" Wu Xie asked.

"Of course, my little brother is not like you as a mother-in-law. He agreed without saying a word." The fat man seemed to be relieved at last. It seemed that he didn't know whether Wu Xie could agree. up.He couldn't help but poured himself another full glass of wine, took a sip, smacked his lips, and let out a mouthful of alcohol.

Poker bottle actually agreed so readily?Wu Xie looked at Poker Ping who had been sitting by the window in disbelief.He thought that Poker-Face had lost his memory. Although his ability to fight back has not diminished, but if he wants to fight rashly, he will at least hesitate or refuse. He didn't expect...

Poker-face was still looking at the sky and didn't look over. It seemed that he was really just here for dinner.Wu Xie looked at his side face half hidden in the darkness, feeling a little uncomfortable.That kind of discomfort, how should I put it, is like a close friend you always thought you knew enough to suddenly tell you one day that you actually don’t know me at all.

The fat man didn't know whether it was because he was happy or something, he poured one cup after another, it was really pouring, Wu Xie couldn't persuade him no matter what.In the end, I was so drunk that I couldn't stand still, so I kept calling Yun Cai, Yun Cai.Wu Xie had no choice but to pick him up, complaining crazily about the fat man's weight gain, while turning his head away, saying, "Let's go home, little brother."

Poker-Face stood under the dim streetlight, turned to look at them, gave a faint "hmm", walked over and consciously pulled the fat man's other arm onto his shoulder to carry it.Wu Xie didn't know if it was an illusion, but when Poker Fing walked over just now, he saw a faint smile flashing in his eyes.

The author has something to say: Before everything: This article was inspired two years ago, so it is not very new.Just haven't written it until August of this year.Maybe my strength is insignificant, but I want to use what I can do to repay the cp I love so much—Pingxie.

This article is just a simple iron triangle fight story, 1cp.The time is probably before Pirates Seven, so Huaer Ye Xiuxiu and the others will not appear (although Black Flower is my natal cp...) I haven't read all the side stories of Pirates, and it can even be said to be good rare.It's just because the best memory at the beginning stays in the text, so I want to simply write an adventure story with only the Iron Triangle at this time of ten years. This is all my heart.

Chapter 2

After setting up the fat man who was drunk like a puddle of mud, Wu Xie simply cleaned up a guest room for Poker to rest. Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, he asked Poker to take a shower.

After flushing, Wu Xie was still not at ease with Boyouping, and walked to the door of his room while wiping his hair with a towel.The door was still open, and Poker Face was sitting on the head of the bed, slightly raising his head, not knowing what he was thinking.As soon as Wu Xie walked over, Pokerfing raised his eyes to look at him, and he couldn't tell whether it was plain or complicated in his quiet eyes.

Wu Xie raised his head, his eyes happened to meet those eyes, he was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what to say, his mind went blank for a moment.He looked at Poker Fing, speechless, and Poker Fing also looked at him, without saying a word.The atmosphere in the room became stagnant, and Wu Xie felt a little embarrassed.

The loud snoring of the fat man next door made Wu Xie miss the time when the fat man was wrangling.After being embarrassed for a while, Wu Xie smiled and asked, "Brother, do you want to take a shower?"

Poker Bottle shook his head, then continued to look at the ceiling, completely ignoring him.

Wu Xiexin said that this person really didn't make any progress at all. After losing his memory, he was even more bored than before, and he didn't know why the fat man lived with him for so long. When he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly remembered what the fat man said during the dinner, and hesitated for a moment. He turned around and asked, "Brother, did you really agree to the fat man's fight?" In fact, when the fat man said that the little brother agreed, Wu Xie was skeptical for a moment, but after thinking about it, he felt that the fat man didn't need to lie to himself.It's just that he is the kind of person with deep obsessions. Once he has doubts, he will try his best to verify and get to the bottom of it.This is probably the biggest reason why he will be trapped in this puzzle and cannot extricate himself.

Poker-Face glanced at him, was silent for a while, and then said: "I want to get back, my past." The white and somewhat transparent light of the daylight shone on his long eyelashes, which were as fragile as a butterfly coat under the sun. , unreal like a dream that could be shattered at any time, "I've been thinking about it for a while, but I can't remember it anyway, I can't remember it at all. Yours, the fat man's, and mine are all blank."

He raised his face slightly, his thin face was covered with pale shadows, Wu Xie couldn't see his eyes hidden in the shadows clearly, but felt that although Poker Face's expression was indifferent when he said this, he looked up and stared His actions give people an indescribable sadness and depression.

Hearing Pokerfing's dazed tone, Wu Xie felt a little anxious, and blurted out: "Brother, it's okay. Let's not think about it if we don't remember it. Fatty and I will definitely take good care of you." After finishing speaking, he Only then did I realize that these words were tantamount to comforting Poker Ping, saying, don't be afraid, my son, I won't let you go, uncle.It sounds very awkward.

Wu Xiezheng was feeling very frustrated with his sudden indiscretion, and Pokerfase's calm voice sounded again: "I am a person without a past."

"I'm a person without a past," Poker-Face said. He turned his face to Wu Xie and looked into his eyes firmly, "So, I can't see the future. Compared with the pain of carrying memories day and night, It’s actually more uncomfortable to forget everything.”

Wu Xie stared at him dumbly, speechless for a moment.He knew that Poker Ping had a heavy past on his shoulders, and he also knew that all he did was to fulfill his responsibilities.He is a mysterious person, even if one hour he says he wants to do something with you, it is not surprising that he disappears in the next hour.He knows it all.

But Wu Xie always felt that it might be a good thing to forget everything.In just a few years, he experienced all kinds of absurd and unimaginable things, found the truth again and again, and discovered the bigger and more complicated mysteries behind the truth again and again.He persistently searched for a so-called truth time and time again, but instead got deeper and deeper in this deadlock, unable to control himself.Elders around, former friends, those people who were no different from ordinary people, died one by one and disappeared.Leaving him alone to face those fake faces scattered all over the floor, he couldn't believe that they were laughing and cursing, and the incomparable darkness and killing were hidden under their free and easy faces.

He even thought, if he could forget everything, would he be able to reset the past to zero? He was still the owner of the small antique shop by the West Lake, drinking tea and chatting with the owner of the shop next door, and having nothing to do to frighten him. Wang Meng said that he would be fired, and it would be a good thing to live an ordinary life.

But he is different from him after all.Zhang Qiling's time is different from Wu Xie's time, just like their final return journey will never be the same way.

Wu Xie felt his throat a little dry, he swallowed, and finally said: "Brother, don't think so much. After all, nothing is as important as living well." After a pause, he added: "If you If you want to get back to the past, I will accompany you."

After finishing speaking, he stood and waited for a while before finally turning around and leaving.I didn't see Zhang Qiling looking up at Wu Xie at the moment the door was closed.

Early the next morning, Wu Xie was woken up by the fat man. The fat man held his big head and kept screaming for a headache, cursing and saying that his mother shouldn't have drunk so much last night. I was sick, and complained that Wu Xie didn't know to stop him from ordering.

Wu Xie laughed angrily, knocked a chestnut hard on him, and cursed, "You're bloody and spitting, you deserve it."

Wu Xie was so annoyed by the fat man's yelling, so she had to go to the pharmacy to buy some hangover medicine. The fat man gulped it down like seeing fairy dew, and let out a long breath along his chest.Wu Xie had just washed the dishes, when he came out, he bumped into Poker Bottle who was coming down the stairs with a rucksack on his back.

Poker Bottle didn't look at him, but only glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and reminded: "It's getting late, we should set off."

Wu Xie looked at his expressionless face, and couldn't help but think of Pokerfing's words last night.His heart tightened slightly, he wiped away the strangeness in his heart, turned to ask the fat man: "Fatty, can you go?"

The fat man jumped up like a fat pig, grabbed the rucksack on the ground and carried it on his body, and pointed at Wu Xie charmingly, "You fat man, I'm a fool!" When Ruoliu Fufeng looked weak and powerless.

Wu Xie secretly scolded the mother, one and two are Oscar winners, it's fun to play me.He was a little dissatisfied and said: "Where is my equipment? I won't go without equipment."

"Don't worry, naive, I've already prepared it for you fat man." The fat thief smiled and patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, then ran to the bottom of the stairs and took out a backpack that was exactly like him, and threw it into Wu Xie's hand.

Wu Xie caught off guard and took the rucksack, shaking his whole body.The mother's rucksack was quite heavy, so he put it on the rucksack resentfully, and said, "Well, you fat man, you planned to cheat the young master from the beginning, right? You should have gained another round of fat."

The fat man shook his eyebrows, and said disdainfully: "How can the fat master think you are naive without such a fat body?"

Chapter 3

When the three got on the first bus, Wu Xie remembered that he didn't know where he was going.He whispered to the fat man in the back seat, "Fatty man, you still haven't told me where we're going?"

The fat man had a contemptuous expression of "you finally remembered to ask this", and said with disdain: "Little naive, if you fat man and I are as careless as you, I don't know how many times I have been killed by people."If you fuck someone, you don't know why you did it, and you don't even know who the fuck looks like. "

The morning sun shines through the dusty car windows, making people drowsy with warmth.There were not many people in the bus driving between the sunny fields in the early morning, and one-third of the seats were empty.The sparse passengers either leaned together to take a nap, or played with their mobile phones to chat.Wu Xie sat with Poker-Face, and Poker-Face kept leaning his head on the car window, looking at the scenery on the road in a trance, the bustling market, bustling with children going to school, the light golden fields and the lazy cattle .

The bus was quiet, except for one or two low-pitched conversations.Wu Xie tried her best to lower her voice to talk to the fat man in the back seat, feeling a little nervous. If people could hear what they said, they would never have to fight again.

Fatty obviously often took this kind of bus, leaning on the soft chair, chatting with Wu Xie with a calm face.

"Comrade Tianzhen, you don't have to be so nervous, suppress your voice like a mosquito, I can't even hear how to answer your question." The fat man folded his hands behind his head as a pillow, more comfortable than at his home.

"Don't be tricky, tell me quickly." Wu Xie raised his voice slightly and asked him.

"What we are going to this time is an ancient tomb in Suzhou." Fatty suddenly put his head on the back of Wu Xie's seat, and said mysteriously: "When I was shopping for goods in the second-hand market in Beijing two years ago, by chance I found an ancient book. I didn’t pay much attention to it at first, because the fat man has basically never studied ancient Chinese, and he is not interested in it..."

"Get to the point!" Wu Xie interrupted him impatiently.

"I was just about to say it." The fat man waited for him to glance, and continued: "I just threw that ancient book in the shop as a decoration. It wasn't until last month, when I was sweeping the shop, that I found it stuck in the book. A map from an ancient book."

"Map?" Wu Xie remembered that the first time he fought was because of a weird map, and everything became out of control since then, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Yeah." The fat man nodded, "but it's not the cipher text of Lu Palace that you've seen. The map I'm talking about should be the diagram in that ancient book. After thinking about it for a long time, I only confirmed that it is a Ancient tombs from ancient times," the fat man suddenly moved closer, narrowed his eyes, and said with a solemn expression: "Besides, this bastard is very likely to be an oil bucket!"

Wu Xie originally thought that he came over suddenly to say some ulterior secret or something, but he was taken aback after hearing it.Immediately, he realized that he had been tricked, and was furious, reaching out to pinch the fat man.

The fat man quickly shrank his head back, "Comrade innocent, you can't play raids like this, you don't respect the old comrades at all." Seeing that Wu Xie calmed down, he said: "We will go to Suzhou later, and then I will find an expert It has been identified, and the map is from the Spring and Autumn Period, and the entire ancient book is written in the ancient Wu language. Therefore, according to the map, the location of the tomb should be in the suburbs of Gusu, the capital of Wu State thousands of years ago. It’s the outer suburbs of Suzhou today.”

Wu Xie didn't answer any more, the clear sky outside the window had turned gray at some point, and the dull gray cloud weighed on her heart.He inexplicably had an ominous premonition.

Wu Xie frowned slightly as he looked at Poker Bottle, who was expressionless the whole time.

For Zhang Qiling, how important is the so-called past?

When it was close to noon, it really rained heavily, and the dark clouds were so heavy that they wanted to fall.Wu Xie sat in the small courtyard, watching the rain curtains falling from the eaves.

Fortunately, they arrived in Suzhou just after nine o'clock in the morning.Fatty had already planned the itinerary along the way. After they arrived, they immediately transferred to the bus and went to the suburbs. After walking for a while, they finally found the small village on Fatty's itinerary.Along the way, Wu Xie was a little surprised that the fat man planned so thoughtfully. In his impression, the fat man had always been a careless person with a brain structure that was a little different from ordinary people.Wu Xie never thought that Fatty would also considerately arrange for them to lead the way for this day.

If it was him, Wu Xie couldn't help but think so when he looked at the thick moss on the red brick wall in the yard.If I let myself arrange it, I might be in a mess or mess up.In the few times he has been fighting, others have arranged everything for him, and he only needs to go fighting.Wu Xie really has no experience in how to cover up people's eyes and ears to do this kind of illegal activity.

"Sir, come and have some tea." A loud male voice greeted him behind him.Wu Xie turned her head, and saw a few people sitting around the big old wooden table in the house: Fatty, Boyouping, and the hostess of the farmhouse where they were staying.The male owner was an honest farmer with his face turned to the loess and his back turned to the sky. He looked about forty years old, his exposed face and hands were tanned, and his big wrinkled hands were full of years of scars.

The raindrops kept beating on the mottled roof wall, making a lot of noise.The lively greetings in the house and the noisy rain outside the house are mixed together, making it seem extraordinarily ethereal.It was as if the silk music floated indistinctly from nowhere.

Wu Xie squinted at the pouring rain, and the cold water vapor swept onto his bare feet. He rubbed his arms unconsciously, got up and said to the house, "Hey, here we come."

Whether it was because he didn't want to pay attention to it before or because he really didn't notice it carelessly, Fatty and Poker Bottle actually have a side that he is not familiar with.Whether it is experience or life, they are much richer and longer than Wu Xie.It seems that there is no doubt that there is a variety of abilities and experience.Wu Xie rubbed her hands and thought while walking slowly.

In the vast world, everyone is a rakshasa with thousands of faces. We often need many, many different appearances to deal with everything we encounter.Even sometimes, when you think that you have experienced enough with a person and known him long enough to say without hesitation that I know him very well, it never means that you really understand that person. people.

Reality loves to give you a blow and tell you that you are nothing.

Wu Xie was suddenly a little depressed, and couldn't tell why the confusion had arisen.He was holding an old teacup that was a little hot, and the dense water vapor curled up in front of his eyes, leaving only a blur in the world.Wu Xie lowered his head and tasted slowly, after all, he didn't look up to look at the fat man and Poker Bottle sitting next to him.

The author has something to say: The off-line author said that this is actually the first time I have written a long novel, and it is also the first time I have written a fighting essay. If there are bugs or imperfections, please forgive me.

Chapter 4

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After they ate authentic Suzhou cuisine at the farmer's house, the fat man brought two bottles of Erguotou and dragged the farmer to drink and chat with him.The farmer was honest and said that he would have to work in the fields tomorrow without drinking, but the fat man got impatient and threatened him, so he insisted on drinking a lot of wine.

Wu Xie watched silently from the side, thinking that this fat man was too ruthless, he drank a whole big bottle of Erguotou and only drank a few cups by himself.He silently sympathized in his heart.

After a while, seeing the farmer's whole face was red like fire, and he started talking nonsense in a daze, the fat man pretended to be casual and asked him: "Brother, I heard that a mountain in your village has been haunted." Yes or no?"

He asked very casually, as if ordinary tourists were interested in various legends in the village and eager to try.Unexpectedly, the head of the farmer who was about to fall suddenly sat upright.The two big black eyebrows of the farmer's head were tightly frowned, and he muttered as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it. The farmer's face was fiddling with his fingers anxiously, and finally he couldn't help but said: "Gentlemen, where are you?" You must never go. If you go, you won’t be able to come back.” He waved his hands again and again as he spoke, his dark eyes were full of panic that couldn’t be concealed.

When the fat man heard that there was something interesting, he winked at Wu Xie, and continued to ask him while the iron was hot: "Why, is there really a ghost in that mountain?"

When the farmer questioned him, he became even more flustered. He lowered his head and looked evasively, "No, no, no one has been to that mountain for many years. It's very dangerous, gentlemen, it's better not to go there. It's better not to go."

The farmer's head is an honest man, and when he tells a lie, he will show his feet. How can he deceive the fat man with his piercing eyes? The fat man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Since there are no ghosts and ghosts, what are we afraid of? Anyway, the technology is so advanced now, let's get a few ... Even if there are tigers, I will not be afraid." The implication is that they are going to make a decision.

The farmer's head was terrified when he heard this, and immediately stood up, firmly grasping the fat man's shoulders with both hands, and said: "Sir, you can't go, you must not go, go, go, just..."

"That's it? I really don't know what you have to be afraid of." The fat man pushed the farmer's hand away, looked very impatient, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Wu Xie immediately stood up and said in agreement: "Yes, we came to this wilderness to take risks and hunt or something. Isn't it just a mountain, what's so great about it." After finishing speaking, he just thought He signaled Poker Fing to stand up and go back to the room, but he saw that Poker Fing had already been standing in the aisle, and it seemed that he was planning to go back to the room to sleep.

Mother's Boyouping is not listening to people talking, this mother is too leisurely.Wu Xie thought to himself.

Seeing that his hesitating made them all decide to go there, the farmer slapped his thigh angrily. He sighed deeply and said, "Sir, listen to me. That mountain, that mountain, It was watched by Grandpa Mountain God."

"Grandfather of the Mountain God?" Fatty repeated it dubiously.

The farmer nodded, sat back on the round wooden table, took a sip of the remaining Erguotou in his cup, and then continued slowly: "I said it, gentlemen, don't laugh at me for being superstitious. This is our village The old story has been passed down for decades, and the older generation in the village dare not even talk about it. Today's young people don't know about it. They only know that the old people will not let them go to that mountain when they die. I know this also because my grandma spent the last few years nagging about..."

The farmer paused, as if remembering something, his expression suddenly became very strange: "That was before liberation. In the 60s, there was a famine all over China, and people everywhere ate tree bark and mice. There are even cannibals. Our village is in such a wild place, and there are only dozens of families in the village, and every family is so hungry that even pregnant women don’t have a bite of rice for three days.”

"Later, I don't know who brought the news, saying that a large number of treasures were buried under the earthen mountain behind the village. The old people in the village didn't believe it, saying that they hadn't heard about it after living here for so long. However, those young people in the village couldn’t bear the hunger, and they went up the mountain in groups regardless of their family’s obstruction. They also said that if they dug up treasures, they could exchange them with foreigners for food.”

Having said that, the farmer covered his forehead with his hand, like