There will be a period later

?The weather is not too bad today. I went to Zhao’s house on the other side of the village with Poker Ping and Fatty. I always felt that this memorial tablet was very strange. I have such a personality, I am too curious, and I have experienced so many things I can still maintain such curiosity, I have to say that this in itself is a kind of pathology.

I don’t know how much Pokerfair heard what I said to the fat man last night. I sneaked a glance at Pokerfoil while walking on the road. Forget it, I still don’t expect to be able to see anything from a poker face. "I guess with Fatty when Xiaohua Blind will arrive" is an explanation, I don't know if he believes it or not, since he didn't ask, he should believe it... right...———

"Here we are, is that the one in front?" The fat man pointed to a house with a closed door in front.I went up and knocked on the courtyard door, but it was still a wooden door.After a while, I heard footsteps inside, and the door opened. An old man in his 60s and [-]s with gray hair looked at us questioningly: "Who are you? What's the matter?"

I took a look, hey, this family has really high seniority in the Zhao family's genealogy, and looks younger than Mr. Zhao over there.Seeing people asking questions, I hurried back: "Hi, old man, we are tourists who have come to this village for a few days. Yesterday, I happened to sit at the house of old man Zhao Jiang, and I felt very destined. Today, I came to visit your old man. "

The old man nodded, not doubting him, he responded and welcomed the three of us in: "Oh, you are talking about my elder brother from the clan, come in, come in, come in, you young people are energetic!" , You are the only ones who can come in this mountain, but we live here very comfortably, it is cleaner than any other big city, and it is all made of steel and concrete, which is better in the mountains..." The old man led us along the way. Walking in the courtyard, but I was stunned when I heard it, brother in the clan?Isn't it uncle and nephew?

The old man led us to sit down in front of a small stone table in the yard, and shouted into the room: "Old lady, we have guests, bring tea!"

"No need, old man. Let's just sit down for a while and don't bother you. But, did you just say brother in the clan? I heard old man Zhao Jiang said that you are his uncle?" I was polite and asked my own question.

The old man paused and said, "Are you looking for my father? In terms of seniority, my father is indeed his uncle. Do you... have anything to do with him?"

This time it was our turn to be taken aback, but we still saw the person we were looking for this time.

The old man's name is Zhao Guang. When I saw this old man for the first time, I was shocked. This old man looked nothing like a ten-year-old old man. If I didn't mention it, I thought the father and son were brothers.The old man’s eyes were clear, bright, energetic, and he looked younger and younger. I dared to say a polite greeting, but the old man interrupted: “Just tell me what’s going on. It’s Zhao Jiang who said it. Yes."

"Old man, you know. We are just curious. Didn't we see the ancestral hall of your old Zhao family earlier? I heard that there is an ancestor named Chen Jing?" The fat man smiled politely, but the old man was completely unmoved. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the few of us.

The old man sized us up and asked, "What do you do?"

"Grandpa, we're just doing business. We're here for a vacation because of the beautiful scenery here." I wondered in my heart, do old people like to chatter these days?

The old man shook his head and said, "Think I'm old enough to be fooled? You must have met old man Luo, and you've been up a mountain? Have you crossed a waterfall?"

Our eyes were fixed, is the ancestor of the Zhao family related to the buildings left on the mountain?It seems that he is a person with a lot of stories. It cannot be said that it is a secret of the Zhao family, so this old man may not be able to tell it. Is he going to return home today...

"Zhao Jiang must say that he doesn't know who that person is. Hmph, I really thought he was from the main family." The old man didn't make us think too much, and continued, his words were a bit sad, "If compared with Chen Jing , what kind of master, but a janitor."

"Old man, is Chen Jing really your ancestor?"

"Well, so many years have passed, no one knows these things, only Lao Luo still remembers some ancestral precepts, but unfortunately his son has become the village head and is only thinking about tourism development."

"Mister, we are here today——"

"I can only tell you that this person is indeed an ancestor of our Zhao family, and he is not an outsider. If we really have to say, we are probably outsiders." The old man shook his head, and told the story of this person with some displeasure.

This Chen Jing is said to be of the same generation as Grandpa Zhao Guang. At that time, he came to this village as if looking for something. No one knew what he was looking for or whether he found it. Anyway, he left later.Only a few days after leaving, he returned to the village. It seemed that he had some serious illness and passed away soon.Hearing this, I secretly guessed that it might not be an auspicious thing, so the tablet wrote a lotus tablet with an abnormal cause of death.According to the old man, there was a memorial tablet for Chen Jing in the ancestral hall later, and he was still young at that time. He vaguely remembered that although Chen Jing was not from the village, he was quite prestigious in the village. His air of respect.I asked a few more questions about the village, but the old man said that it existed a long time ago, and he didn't know anything else.

After hearing what the old man said, I suddenly felt that the fat man's previous conjecture was probably correct. There might be something in this mountain. When the old man talked about the owner's house in a sad way at first, he said that he might be an outsider. , just a janitor, could it be——

"Hey, you said, this Zhao family is not the guardian of the tomb, right?" On the way back, I told Poker Ping and Fatty what I thought, "Then Chen Jing said he was looking for something. If the mausoleum is to be guarded, he is probably here to investigate and verify."

"Naively, you still understand Fat Lord's thoughts. I think it is likely to be true, and I also suspect that he is a big guy. Otherwise, why would old man Luo protect this village and this mountain like a treasure."

Poker-Face also nodded and said, "It's not impossible. It's just an old story that may not have been passed down, so many people in the village don't know about it."

The fat man smacked his lips, and said, "That building on the mountain, could it be that the tomb guard lived a long time ago—"

"Someone has come to this village!" Poker-Face suddenly grabbed me, interrupted Fatty's words, and raised his chin at the bottom of the mountain to signal.

The village is halfway up the mountain, and the situation at the foot of the mountain can be seen at a glance. When I looked closely, I saw a group of five or six people walking in this direction with big packages on their backs.I squinted my eyes, but saw that two of them had a somewhat familiar figure. I pointed them to Poker Ping. After looking at them for a while, Poker Ping said lightly:

"It's that group of mercenaries, Chang'anju has seen them before."