In one go

Wang Hang didn't know what fate was when he was a child, he just accepted it habitually.However, when he was a little older, he never had the idea of ​​faith in fate again.For the first time in more than ten years, I left the future to God to arrange, and it turned out to be in this narrow tunnel.

He could only tease secretly, "If that's the case, let's go to the left."

It's funny to say that after the two turned left, what was vaguely visible in front of them turned out to be a crossroads. This is so good that they can't even make a decision by tossing a coin.Wang Hang couldn't help slowing down his pace, trying to find a clue on the wall.

But the truth is, those beautiful drawings don't hide any secrets, they're just drawings.Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the intersection, Wang Hang's palms were slightly sweaty. The fear brought about by the unknown made him tense up, and even occasionally there was a voice of blame in his heart, why can't you see through this confusing situation? Bureau, why are you so stupid?

But no matter what, the two finally stood at the intersection. In front of them were three identical aisles without any change. Zhang Zhezhi squinted his eyes and looked at the end of each aisle. The road ahead was actually divided into four!

Could it be that, in this maze, there will be an extra road every time you pass an intersection?

It sure is!

Wang Hang's hesitation became heavier. From this point of view, as long as he made a mistake in one direction, he would never be able to get out.He couldn't help but stopped.

Zhang Zhezhi turned his head, "What's wrong?"

"Thinking of something, I'm fascinated." Shaking his head and turning his eyes, "There are many forks in the road here, it's better to be careful, don't count on God anymore."

There was a hmm over there, as if to answer.But after that, both of them were a little silent and uneasy, and Zhang Zhezhi followed Wang Hang's example, thinking and observing the surroundings.

However, I don't know if it's because of his good luck. It didn't take long for him to hear his thunderous voice: "Wang Hang, look, what is this!"

Following the direction of his finger, there was indeed a black arrow the size of a grain of rice engraved on the wall, which was extremely rough to the touch, as if it was a message left by the last person who entered this place.

Wang Hang got closer, the arrowhead was carved half a person's height, why didn't he see it just now, but Zhang Zhezhi found it instead?But this notch is really not new, and it doesn't look like it was carved out now, not to mention that there is no debris in the ground, so it should be carved by the predecessors.

But he was still worried: "Let's not act rashly. I don't know who carved this arrow. What if it was a trap specially set by King Yu to lure us into the bait."

"I always feel that this should be the signal left by the last poor person like us," Zhang Zhezhi rarely denied Wang Han's opinion, "For one thing, the places we went to a few days ago, although there are many traps, But there is no artificial obstruction. Presumably King Yu did not intend to confuse us; secondly, if the arrow was made by King Yu, why not appear at the first fork, which can fundamentally affect our decision-making. "

He paused for a while, then suddenly grinned his white teeth, "What's more, I intuitively feel that this is the right direction!"

"You...what nonsense." Wang Hang couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, "Let's just trust your intuition for once."

This sentence also made Zhang Zhezhi smile very happily. He made a gesture of "please", and waited for Wang Han to walk through the intersection with a smile before turning around and following him.

Not surprisingly, at the next two intersections, both of them saw similar arrows, and the arrows were carved more hastily as they got to the back, which aggravated Wang Hang's anxiety.

However, when the two of them walked through the sixth intersection, there was a long road ahead with no end in sight. After walking for a long time, the front was still just a black spot in their eyes.

It's impossible to judge whether the two people's previous decisions are right or wrong, after all, they can't go back to the original point and walk on every intersection.But this long road obviously wore out some of Wang Hang's patience, not to mention the dull pain in the wound on his foot, which was really uncomfortable.

Zhang Zhezhi also seemed to have discovered something, and there was concern in his words, "We... why don't we leave after a while?"

However, Wang Hang was stubborn and didn't want to show weakness in front of him. After rejecting his kindness, his pace didn't slow down at all.

"Then... anyway, this place has no end in sight, and I don't know how long it will take to get there, why not..." He seemed to be thinking for a while, "Tell me the story of that 'Brother Baozi'!"

Wang Hang paused, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

He responded with a wry smile, "I'm just afraid that if you don't tell me now, you won't have the chance to tell me later."

The phrase "there will always be a chance in the future" stuck on his lips, since entering this maze, Wang Hang has lost a lot of confidence.This is not exactly the same path as he imagined and the treasure hunt, but a test given by the real King Yu.

From this point of view, what are the chances of survival?What should be said, it is better to say it earlier.

"It's not a new story. If you really want to know, it's okay to tell you." Wang Hang slowed down, and there was a tinge of warmth in his words, "This story is very close to you, and it is also in Suzhou. In Qingshi Town."

"You know, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, there are always a few little beggars who want to take advantage of the chaos to steal something to eat." He showed a very faint smile to Zhang Zhezhi, then turned his head again, "Good luck, I got it." I ran away, and if I was unlucky, not only did I not get it, but I was beaten up."

"However, I was the unlucky one." After a pause, "But at least I met a kind child who not only helped me solve my troubles, but also gave me a life-saving bun."

"This is the origin of 'Brother Baozi'."

Zhang Zhezhi showed a puzzled expression, "Is that the end?"

"Of course." The corner of Wang Hang's mouth curled slightly, "Don't you think there should be something else?"

Zhang Zhezhi opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, his face was filled with anxiety, and the expression between his brows gradually overlapped with that of the child back then, bringing Wang Hang back to that year, with the smell of meat filling his nose.

The voice that saved me rang again, "Do you want to eat buns?"

Of course, the little beggar grabbed the delicious meat buns without hesitation, stared at the kid in front of him who looked a few years older than himself, stuffed the buns into his mouth, and swallowed them without even chewing.

"Eat slowly, I won't fight with you~" The child didn't think he was dirty, and moved to his side, and took out another bun, "Here, don't worry, there are more."

The little beggar didn't say a word, and snatched the bun again like a hungry wolf, his eyes were more puzzled and less vigilant.

"Don't be afraid," the child leaned into his ear, "Tang Xiaobao's mother has a bad temper. Seeing him rushing back in such a reckless manner, a beating will be inevitable, and he won't get out of bed for three days!"

But the little beggar still buried his head in eating the steamed stuffed bun, without even looking at him.

The child seemed a little frustrated, he lowered his head and took out another handful of jelly beans in his arms, stuffing them into his hands, "I only have these things on me, I'll give them all to you!" He said, standing up, " It's getting dark, I'm going home, and you should find a warmer place to spend the night."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand at the little beggar, and walked away in three steps at a time.However, he didn't know that the little beggar who didn't raise his head just now followed him far away until he watched him step into the house.

Originally, for a child, giving two steamed buns to a beggar on the side of the road was not a big deal at all, but one day after that, the skinny beggar blocked his way with a serious face, holding two buns in his hands. A duck pear that can barely be counted as fresh, "Thank you."

The child was stunned. Looking at the bruises on the little beggar who was half a head shorter than himself and the firm eyes, a warm current surged in his heart, and he was a little at a loss when he even connected the two pears. .However, the little beggar didn't give him a chance to react, and ran away as soon as Yali let go.

However, the two seemed to have some fate. A few days later, when Tang Xiaobao was chasing the little beggar to beat him, he was bumped into by the child again.He repeated the old trick, not only called Tang Xiaobao away, but also gave the little beggar a steamed stuffed bun.

But to his surprise, the little beggar shook his head hesitantly after watching Baozi swallow his saliva.

"Why not? Isn't it delicious?"

"Delicious." He lowered his head and hugged his arms, "but I can't find Yali..."

When he said this, the child immediately laughed and put the steamed stuffed bun to his mouth, "I don't want your duck pears, mother said that you don't get rewarded for doing good deeds."

The food brought to his mouth was really tempting. The little beggar hesitated for a long time, then took the buns and ate them with big mouthfuls.

Watching him gobble it up, the child suddenly felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart, and generously promised: "If you like to eat buns, I will bring them to you every day from now on!"

Now that the Lord has spoken, the little beggar has no reason to continue to refuse, not to mention that food is indeed more important to him.So for the next few days, the little beggar found a ruined temple near the child's house to live in, waiting for the delicious buns to appear from time to time.

Unexpectedly, this area lasts for several months. Not only food, but also the child sometimes brings him clothes that he can no longer wear. Of course, the shoes and socks will not be left behind. As time goes by, the child even feels that his body is full of his own. smell.

But it feels good.

Satisfied, the child moved closer to him, and began to discuss with him seriously, "In a little while, I will ask mother to take you back to be my schoolboy."

This time the child brought him a novelty toy, and said it was called Nine Links, but he was so embarrassed that he devoted all his attention to it, so he asked perfunctorily, "What is a book boy?"

"School boy..." The child frowned and thought for a while, "He is the one who accompanies me to study and practice calligraphy."

He was still struggling with Jiu Lianhuan, too lazy to think about anything else, so he just said hello casually.But the child took this sentence seriously, and mentioned it to his parents that day.However, the consequences can be imagined. Although his family is not a rich and powerful family, it still has some reputation. How can there be a book boy?Why go to a beggar?

However, his parents were very shrewd, so seeing him suddenly making this request, they were naturally a little strange, so they immediately sent a housekeeper to follow the young master, and made this matter clear within two days.Mrs. Zhang is naturally very angry, her son hangs out with a little beggar all day long, it is a shame and a shame!

However, Mr. Zhang had to think a little more. If things were done, it would inevitably leave some shadows in the hearts of his children, so he first used various excuses to trap his son at home, tied up the little beggar, and dressed up After a while, it was sold to human traffickers.

So when the child finally came to the ruined temple again, the little beggar had been taken to a town a few kilometers away by human traffickers, and there was only a little silence to greet him.

"Then you have been thinking about him all these years?"

This voice made Wang Han pull out of his memory, "I look like that kind of ungrateful person?"

"It's just the feeling..." Zhang Zhezhi showed a tangled expression, "It feels like he is in your heart, which is far more important than what you said."

Yes, you are really important to me.

"You think too much." He stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Zhezhi closer, "Now you are the only one in my heart."

But obviously, this kind of place is not suitable for cultivating feelings. Zhang Zhezhi turned his head, as if he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't take his hand out, and let Wang Hang hold it honestly.

The two walked like this for about three quarters, and finally saw the end of the road faintly, and immediately accelerated their pace and rushed over.

At the end are two stone-carved gates. On the left and right gates, there is an open lion head with a door knocker in its mouth.Further to the side, there is also a symmetrical pattern, engraved with two dragons.Both of these two dragons circled their bodies upward, towards a bright pearl in the middle of the door like two dragons playing with pearls.

"This door is so strange," Zhang Zhe moved forward to touch it, "There is no place to insert a key."

"Maybe this door doesn't need a key." Wang Hang reached out to grab the knocker and pulled it out.The door first made an unpleasant sound of rubbing, and then it really moved slowly with Wang Hang's movements!

Zhang Zhezhi's eyes widened, and he immediately grabbed the other door knocker and pulled it out.

The stone door was very heavy, and the two of them finally pulled out a gap that was half a person wide, and immediately squeezed in sideways.But the door was very dark, and the eyes of the two couldn't adjust for a while, so they stood there for a while.

After getting used to it, the two walked a few steps forward, only to see a jumping river suddenly appear in front of them, glowing with black light in the darkness, flowing slowly.

"Why is there a river here?"

"It's not surprising." Wang Hang walked to the river and felt the temperature of the river water with his hands. "There are always many dark rivers in the capital, and I think this is just one of them."

Zhang Zhezhi followed, "What is the purpose of King Yu asking us to come here?"

Wang Hang shook his head, "Let's talk about finding the way to the past."

Even so, the door is not very big, if there is a way to pass, the two should be able to see it at a glance.I haven't found it yet, is it possible to cross the river?

However, at this moment, Zhang Zhezhi found a staircase next to the door.Paved by wooden boards, it can only accommodate one person.

"Why don't we go up and have a look?" He asked Wang Hang, as if he was very interested in the place he found.

Wang Hang raised his eyes and looked around, but he really didn't find a way to go to the opposite side, so he had to go up first to try, so he nodded to Zhang Zhezhi, indicating that he should go up first.

The stairs were very long, and the two of them took a total of three turns before reaching the top.On the top is a small room, which is full of candles. On each wall are neatly arranged golden squares, starting from the corner and going upwards. At first glance, it seems that the wall is made of these squares. become.

But when the two got closer, they realized that there was a hole in each of these golden cubes, which was exactly the same as the cubes inlaid on the tree!

Could it be that this entire wall is full of keyholes?

The author has something to say:

In the ancient calendar, a day and night are divided into 96 quarters, and one quarter is equivalent to 15 minutes today.

Three quarters = about 45 minutes.