The two old men holding hands tightly looked at each other, their excited eyes looking brighter and brighter.
"Are you here to find the children?" Old Dong asked Hao Jingde.
"It is indeed because of this that I have some clues. I will ask you to introduce me to a suitable guide later." Hao Jingde said.
"Guide?" Old Dong asked a little strangely: "Are you going into the mountain?"
"I really want to go into the mountains!" Hao Jingde nodded.
"A guide into the mountains——"
Lao Dong paused and said, "Eat first, I will arrange the guide's affairs!"
After saying that, Old Dong turned to look at Dong Wenjie and said, "If you are free in the private room, please take your Uncle Hao and the others up to the private room!"
"Hey, there's an empty room. Uncle Hao, come over here and invite us." As he said that, Dong Wenjie led the way and led us towards a corridor on the left side of the hall.
There are four doors on both sides of the corridor. Faint voices can be heard from three of them, and the door on the right is open.
Dong Wenjie led us inside.
It's said to be a private room, but actually it's just a larger round table with a few paintings hanging on the wall.
"Let the kitchen cook some simple dishes, hurry up!" Old Dong said to Dong Wenjie after we sat down.
Dong Wenjie nodded and left, closing the door behind him.
"Jingde, I wonder which mountain you want to go to?" Old Dong asked Hao Jingde.
"Wuyun Mountain!" Lu Xiaohong said.
Old Dong was stunned and looked at Hao Jingde in surprise: "You want to enter Wuyun Mountain? That place is a no-go place. The child's clue is in Wuyun Mountain?"
Hao Jingde nodded and asked Lao Dong: "The clue is indeed in the mountains, why can't we go to that place?"
Old Dong muttered: "Wuyun Mountain is shrouded in dark clouds all the year round. It is a place where the sun cannot shine. No one has ever actually entered our Qingquan. It is said that there is an evil spirit inside! For hundreds of years, no one who has entered has ever come out.
Apart from……"
"Except for what?" Hao Jingde asked quickly.
"There is a lame Chen in Mianqing Town. It is said that he entered Wuyun Mountain when he was young. After dinner later, I will take you to try your luck. Ask him if he is willing to guide you." The old director thought for a while and said.
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"If he really refuses to take you in, I will take you there myself. I won't be afraid of any evil gods as long as you are here. If it weren't for you, my life would have been gone decades ago." Lao Dong added.
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"If that doesn't work, just send us to the foot of the mountain. Knowing that you are always afraid of death, we won't tell lies. No matter what, I can't hurt you!" Hao Jingde said with a smile.
Hearing what Hao Jingde said, I couldn't help but glance at Old Dong.
If an ordinary person heard Hao Jingde say this, he would definitely feel a little embarrassed, or at least a little embarrassed.
But the old director didn't. Not only didn't he, but he burst out laughing.
"Jingde, you still have the same temperament. I still love your unceremonious and straightforward temperament!" Old Dong said with a smile: "I am indeed afraid of death, and I haven't lived enough. If I am a cripple, I don't want to go into the mountains.
I will send you to the bottom of the mountain as you said and go up without any involvement."
Hao Jingde laughed loudly when he heard this, "This makes me feel relieved. If you insist on sending us in, I really won't be able to feel at ease. I will definitely think, "You have something up your sleeve!"
The conversation between Lao Dong and Hao Jingde surprised several of us. One dared to speak out the other's selfish feelings directly to his face, while the other dared to admit it frankly. This shows that the friendship between them is indeed extraordinary.
"By the way, if you want to prepare something, I'll ask Wenjie to prepare it for you first!" Old Dong said again.
"I've basically prepared everything that needs to be prepared. Just ask Wenjie to prepare some dry food and water for us. There are six of us in total." Hao Jingde said unceremoniously.
"Sure, no problem!" Old Dong nodded.
While the two were talking, the door was pushed open from the outside. Dong Wenjie was holding a stainless steel tray with six plates of dishes in his hands.
Dong Wenjie put the dishes on the table one by one and said: "Uncle Hao, you eat first, there are three more dishes, I will bring them in right away!"
"Wenjie, let Tian Meng bring the other dishes in. You first go and buy water and dry food for your Uncle Hao for the first half month. There is enough for six people. Go there yourself!" Old Dong said to Dong Wenjie.
"Okay, I'll go right away!" Dong Wenjie responded and left.
After dinner, Dong Wenjie hadn't come back yet. Old Dong stood up and said, "I'll take you to Mianqing to find Chen Laizi first!"
Mianqing Town is about fifty kilometers away from Qingquan. The mountain road is winding. It took more than an hour along the way and finally stopped in front of a small, dilapidated yard.
Old Dong jumped out of the car, walked straight to the door of the courtyard, and banged the door loudly.
"Old cripple! Is old cripple at home?" Lao Dong shouted while banging on the door.
The courtyard wall is very high. Although it is mottled and dilapidated, the scene inside cannot be seen.
Not long after, slight footsteps came from the yard.
The wooden door creaked as someone opened a wide gap from the inside, and a man poked his head out of the gap.
The person who came was about the same age as Lao Dong. His face was gray and his eyelids were almost drooped together. Only a thin slit was exposed in his eyes, and his pupils were not visible at all. It looked like he was born with droopy eyelids, and he looked like he hadn't woken up at all.
His hair was very long, disheveled and tangled on his head, gray and dull, and looked like a bird's nest.
It should be the Chen Laizi whom Lao Dong mentioned.
"Old Dong?" Chen Laizi looked at him suspiciously with his eyelids drooped, "Why did you come to me?"
It seems that this old Dong is still quite a famous figure in Qingquan County, and people fifty kilometers away can recognize him at a glance.
"I'm here to bring you money. Open the door and let us in to discuss business with you." Old Dong said.
"I don't do business! Let alone do business with you!" Chen Zizi said coldly, retracted his head, and closed the door with a "snap".
"Look at you, you've tricked so many people. No one wants to pay attention to you!" Hao Jingde said with a smile.
The old Dong glanced at Hao Jingde and retorted in a low voice: "You have deceived as many people as me. If you hadn't defrauded me with the money you gave me, my house wouldn't have been renovated for so many years!"
Hao Jingde was not angry after hearing this, but burst into laughter.
"This old boy is ignorant, just wait, I will knock on the door for you again!"
As he spoke, Lao Dong raised his leg and kicked the wooden door, making a muffled sound.
"Old cripple, it's not me who wants to do business with you, it's someone else who wants to do business with you. It's said that all your coffin books have been ruined. Do you really want to make some money for the coffin book?" Old Dong kept kicking the door.
, while shouting loudly.
Seeing that the wooden door was already crumbling, the door was reopened from the inside.
Chen Laizi once again poked his face out of the crack in the door. He glanced around us and asked the old director: "Who are they and what business do they want to do with me?"
"I'm from a big city, so I can't do anything wrong to you!" Lao Dong said. This chapter has been completed!