Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother with golden silkworms Chapter 9 Hehe Stone Barren
This person is the poor student who once made trouble with the Li family and claimed to be Li Zhiyuan. Xu Ming disappeared for a long time.
This was a perfect coincidence. We were just about to return to our residence when he appeared.
After my reminder, Assistant Zhong and Zamao Xiaodao both saw him. Assistant Zhong nodded firmly and said it was Xu Ming. He couldn't be wrong. This is a bustling street in Kowloon City, with pedestrians walking through it. The one called Xu Ming
The young man was holding a hamburger and walking towards a crowded exit. Time didn’t wait for me. As long as () found Xu Ming, we would be able to know the general story of the matter from the side. Zamao Xiaodao and I immediately asked Assistant Zhong to pull over the car.
We stopped, pushed open the car door, and chased after us. Assistant Zhong shouted behind us, telling us to turn on our cell phones and keep in touch.
Time has already been delayed. When we got out of the car, we only knew the general direction of Xu Ming. We looked forward and ran, chasing after him. When we went down to the underground entrance, we saw a man wearing a black T-shirt in the distance, among the crowds of people.
In the middle, it was Xu Ming, and Zamao Xiaodao and I pushed forward. As if sensing our attention, Xu Ming looked back, and happened to catch the eyes of Zamao Xiaodao and me.
Seeing us running anxiously, Xu Ming immediately reacted and knew that our target was him, so he reflexively ran forward.
This guy is actually so alert?
I was a little anxious in my heart. It was really not a good thing to meet such an opponent, and it might cost a lot of trouble. We ran in the direction of Xu Ming quickly, and others looked sideways, not knowing why. Xu Ming also ran.
, he didn’t run as fast as us, but he was very slippery, and he tried to get into places with many people. This guy was a local, so he was naturally more familiar with the terrain than Zamao Xiaodao and I. After three clicks and two clicks, we didn’t pass for a while.
, and lost trace of him.
This pursuit lasted for more than ten minutes. I was so exhausted that I squatted beside the flower bed on the street to rest.
Zamao Xiaodao laughed beside him and said, "Look, I haven't exercised for a long time. After running a few steps, I was out of breath as if I had just had a wedding. It was really embarrassing."
Are you laughing your ass off here? He wasn't angry at all, he explained the essence of it in one sentence, saying () What if I find Xu Ming? Regardless of whether the two have exchanged souls, you think about it, the same two sons,
As a father, does Li Longchun want the person he is now or the prodigal son he was before?
I shrugged my shoulders. The former playboy made people hate him so much when he mentioned the bad things he did. If there was a choice, this would naturally be much better. Zamao Xiaodao nodded and said that in that case
, what Li Longchun wants is just a result, a result that makes him feel at ease. If his guess is correct, he must be the one who cannot accept it in the end.
I'm speechless.
It stands to reason that what we have to do is just to restore the truth of the matter. But if the truth is as we guessed, many people will be dissatisfied, including the parties involved. The entanglement here is really unclear.
The crux of the matter is that the person who suffered here, Xu Ming, who claimed to be "Li Zhiyuan", went into hiding and disappeared.
Of course, the ones who were hurt the most in the whole thing were Xu Ming's parents.
Zamao Xiaodao is right. To put it more deeply, this matter is indeed extremely complicated, but to put it lightly, the difference is just a nod or a shake of the head.
Perhaps the fortune tellers who were invited here to see it before thought about this truth and fooled them casually.
I nodded and said, what should I do now?
Zamao Xiaodao smiled and said that we may not have lost him. Let you see what I, Old Xiao, "Da Liuren" are capable of. It was not an lie! After saying this, he took out six yellow wooden sticks from his bag.
Prick the fingers of your left hand with the longest one, and then wet the sharp edges of the six wooden sticks with the blood that flowed out. They placed them on each other, made a strange shape with both hands, muttered something in the mouth, and then stepped on
Yubu walked as many as the Doumen of Beigong, stopped, and threw all the bamboo sticks on the ground.
I held my hands and looked at Zamao Xiaodao, squatting on the ground and calculating silently.
After some calculations, Zamao Xiaodao raised his head and said that he had calculated the place where Xu Ming was going to go. Do you want to follow him? I didn't believe it, how could it be so amazing? Zamao Xiaodao sucked the blood from his finger with his mouth.
, while picking up the bamboo sticks on the ground, he said that he glanced at Xu Ming, and that was enough. Everything in this world is closely connected. As long as there is a connection, it can be counted, but whether you are willing or not, you cannot get the method.
That's all. Fortunately, you are also carrying a lineage of inheritance, and you asked such a naive question. I blush for you.
I said go, finish the work early, and get to know Li Longchun, maybe the Kirin tire is right in front of me. Looking at the unfamiliar street, I didn’t know where I ran to, so I quickly found my mobile phone and called Assistant Zhong to ask him
Come and pick us up.
After a lot of effort in explaining and describing the prominent buildings around him, Assistant Zhong came over and asked () if he had found anyone? We got in the car, and Zamao Xiaodao sat on the passenger seat and pointed.
The front man said we would go look for him right away. Assistant Zhong was surprised and asked, "Do you know where that kid is?" Zamao Xiaodao smiled and said nothing, pretending to be a master, and I told Assistant Zhong to just listen to this Taoist's instructions and do everything to him.
Just carry it around.
Assistant Zhong was confused, but he did not refute. He held the steering wheel and followed Zamao Xiaodao's instructions.
Going all the way north, he didn't say where the Zamao Trail was. He just pointed at the road ahead, telling him to go straight, turn left, turn right... Every instruction was so random that it didn't look like a guide. It was just to amuse Assistant Zhong.
I sat in the back of the car and didn't say anything. I looked at the streets and scenery outside the window, just pretending to be on a sightseeing bus. After traveling for more than an hour, we ran from Kowloon to Fanling in the North District of the New Territories.
Compared with the bustling and noisy Hong Kong Island in Kowloon, the Fanling area in the New Territories is a bit deserted. Many buildings look a bit lifeless in the past, much like the suburbs of southern cities. The mixed paths seem to have their own ideas and do not shout.
I stopped and asked Assistant Zhong to continue driving until I reached a secluded hill before stopping. I looked at the dark blue mountains in the dark night and felt a little cold, so I asked where this was.
Assistant Zhong smiled bitterly and said...this is the famous Hehe Stone. Master Xiao, are you kidding?
Famous? I scratched my head and said that I really had never heard of it. What is Hehe Stone?
Assistant Zhong pointed to the mountain peak in the distance and said that Wo Hop Shek is a big cemetery. Most of the dead Hong Kong people are buried here. I was speechless. This damn thing is making so much noise. Is it a cemetery? Why is it so complicated?
Is Mao Xiaodao bringing us here? From the rearview mirror in front of the car, I saw Zamao Xiaodao muttering to himself with his eyes closed, as if there was no one around, still calculating something.
Finally, he opened his eyes and said to us: "Get out of the car." With that, he opened the door and walked out.
I followed him out of the car and asked what was going on? Aren't we looking for Xu Ming? Why did we come to this graveyard in the wilderness? Although we often deal with ghosts and are not timid, we have nothing to do here to play.
They all have water in their heads. Is it interesting? Assistant Zhong is also very depressed. He is an elite in the securities company. He is a good and calm person inside and outside the company, so Boss Li asked him to come over. However, nothing happened.
It's still late at night here, so it's really a bit scary.
Zamao Xiaodao was very confident and said to Lu Zuo, believe it or not, we will see a good show in a while, and by then, you will not regret coming here.
I said let’s play ball. I’ve been afraid of the dark and ghosts since I was little. I didn’t expect that when I grow up, I’ll have to deal with ghosts every day. That’s okay. You brought us to the graveyard to play at night...
Saying that, I still followed behind Zamao Xiaodao. Assistant Zhong was unwilling to get out of the car, saying that he was an ordinary person and was too lazy to go in when he had nothing to do. Zamao Xiaodao laughed and said, "If you don't come in, how will you complete your boss's instructions?"
What about the task?
Assistant Zhong had no choice but to turn off the car and followed him up.
We walked along the road, and soon there was a branch road going up the mountain. It was not a regular cement road, but a mountain road, like a trail. In fact, this place is still far away from the cemetery, and it is not a tomb mountain. However, the light is dim at night, so we can only follow the moonlight.
, when I saw the road ahead, there was a breeze blowing in the mountains, so it was especially cold.
Zamao Xiaodao walked in front, saying that whether you believe it or not, he would have the answer by now, so he came to take a look, that's all.
I asked Lao Xiao, is your algorithm effective?
He proudly said of course, he would do it every time.
Seeing that he was confident in what he said, I felt relieved and followed closely. Unexpectedly, this bitch said something again, saying that "Da Liuren", Taiyi and Qimen Dunjia were both called the Three Styles of Zhouyi.
Prediction is the highest level, and it is also the science of emperors. He learned it by himself, and even if it happened once in his life, it was accurate that time, but he doesn't know if it will be accurate this time.
I stopped talking and walked silently with Assistant Zhong.
There were crows flying by, cawing and flapping their wings in the woods in the distance, and an ominous omen suddenly surged in my heart.
The moon hung on the branches, and we walked to an open space. The trail stopped, and we stepped back to the side of the road, came behind some trees, and waited quietly. He didn't say anything, so I could only wait patiently.
Fortunately, there is wind in the summer night, and it is cool and comfortable. It is already eleven o'clock in the evening, and there are birds chirping and insects chirping in the mountain road. The singing of these insects fills my body.
The sleeping Golden Silkworm Gu suddenly woke up, stuck out its butt and ran out, looking for food.
Fortunately, Assistant Zhong didn't see it.
I suddenly recalled the night when I was squatting guarding the dwarf mule in the mountains and forests. It seemed to be the same situation. But at that time, I was a fledgling and courageous. Now, the more I see, the more awe I feel in my heart.
After thinking about the past for a while, I found that the chirping of insects nearby began to gradually fade away and became silent again.
The fat bugs will definitely eat too much today.
At this time, Zamao Xiaodao poked me. I was reminded that when I looked along the way, a thin figure appeared. He came closer, and the moonlight shone on his face. Assistant Zhong next to me was shocked.
He almost made a sound.
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