Xiang Que carried a snakeskin bag on his back and went into the woods on the roadside alone. After walking for a few miles, he put down the bag and sat down on the ground.
There was a new tomb in front of him. It looked like it had just been erected not long ago. The soil on the tomb was still very new. There was a tree pole stuck on it. On the tree pole was written "Xiang Que, established in the fifth year of Yu Zi".
A cursive character.
He reached out and pulled out the tree pole, wiped the dew and dust on it, and Xiang Que carved a few more words on top of his signature: "Brother, the tomb of Cao Qingdao." After carving the words, he inserted the tree pole on the grave.
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Xiang Que pulled open the snakeskin bag and poured out a bunch of wine and a few simple snacks.
He clicked the two cigarettes in his mouth, smoked one himself, and stuck the other one in front of the grave.
He took two bottles of beer, put his thumb on the bottle caps and opened the bottle with a "bang" sound. He poured a bottle towards the grave with a "glop, glop", then he raised his head and took a sip of the wine in his hand and said
: "Old Cao, let's have a drink together. After this drink, I will go out to do some errands. I won't have time to accompany you in a short time. When I have some free time, I will come over to accompany you. I don't have many friends.
There are only a few of you, so it’s easier to be alone and I can talk to you.”
"Bang"
"Bang······"
He picked up six bottles of wine, three of which were poured on the grave, and three of which he drank.
Wine is a good thing. It can quench your thirst when you are thirsty. It can paralyze yourself when you are mentally thirsty. It can temporarily escape the pain of waking up and avoid everything you don't want to face.
You can say that this is self-deception, but it cannot be denied that drunkenness is indeed a short-term relief for people.
Xiang Que leaned against a tree behind him, staring directly at Cao Qingdao's grave and feeling a little lost. He just smoked and drank in a daze, repeating these two actions mechanically.
He came at noon and drank till evening. Xiang Que was already drunk and hazy. He kept repeating everything that happened after he met Cao Qingdao until the moment of his death.
"A person is not considered a relative if he or she is not counted as one... I should have seen this fate in your life." Xiang Que sighed.
In the middle of the night, Xiang Que fell down in front of Cao Qingdao's grave and fell asleep soundly. Two lines of tears dripped down his cheeks and fell on the grave. The tears were still dry in his sleep.
At dawn, Xiang Que woke up, shook his dizzy head, and stared at Cao Qingdao's grave in silence. After a while, he stood up unsteadily, with a smile on his face: "Old Cao, I
Let’s go. I’ll see you again when I have time... We’ll meet again in eighteen years.”
After leaving the woods, a Land Cruiser had parked on the side of the road. Fan Wang was leaning on the car with a pair of sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth, waiting for him.
"You were fucked by a female ghost in the woods this night. What happened to you?" Fan Wang asked in astonishment.
Xiang Que rubbed his haggard face and said: "It has nothing to do with the female ghost. I chatted with the male ghost for most of the night, and I may have become a little decadent. It's okay, it's okay."
The two got on the cruiser and did not return to Xi'an or go to Chengdu to find Lin Jiang. This was originally the arrangement, but the plan was disrupted when Cao Qingdao died. They drove straight to Handan, Hebei, more than a thousand kilometers away.
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"How have you been studying the Longwu Casino after I asked you to go back these two days?" Xiang Que asked.
Fan Wang trembled, looked at him with squinted eyes and said: "Long Wu's head is greener when he is defeated than when his wife cheats. The few people I have found are young masters from Xi'an and Shaanxi. Their backgrounds are just strong and they are still there."
There were some small conflicts with Long Wu in some places, but due to the strength of both parties, neither one could defeat the other, but if they didn't like it, they could only look for trouble elsewhere. The method you gave is really good.
These young gentlemen took turns and took away 20 to 30 million from the casino in one day. After three or four days, Long Wu was already winning a bit. I found a few more small things to play, and after a few days, I got over 100 yuan a day.
The sum of 10,000 yuan is quite a lot. Anyway, let’s put it this way, if Longwu’s casino continues to operate like this, it will be closed in another week.”
"Well, then if it's safe, just keep doing this until Long Wu takes action."
"Hey, brother, tell me, do you have any intention of overthrowing the Long family?" Fan Wang asked.
Xiang Que frowned and said, "Why do you ask?"
"I think you seem to be quite unhappy. You seem to be in desperate need of a place to vent your anger now. I think Long Laoba may be unlucky and he may become your punching bag."
"It's true that I'm unhappy, but Long Laoba is just a connection and an inducement. I won't go to war with him, but I have to teach them a lesson. The defeat of the Long family is a matter for the judiciary, and I won't do it.
But I won’t make it easy for them either.”
After Xiang Que and Fan Wang explained something, they took out the phone and called. After a few rings, they answered: "Xiang Que?"
"Qingdao is dead"
"What?" The person on the phone was suddenly shocked, and asked after a long time: "How did you die? How is it possible?"
"I'll discuss the details with you later. Now you can take the time to do something for me."
"Okay, I'll be fine here tomorrow. Just tell me the details and I'll take care of it," the person on the phone said very simply.
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Que made a second call, and it still started with the same sentence: "Qingdao is dead."
"What's going on? You two haven't met each other yet, how could he be dead?" The person on the phone was still in disbelief.
"We will discuss the details later when we meet. When can you come back?"
"Fuck... I've only been out for two days."
"I just asked you when you can come back," Xiang Que repeated. "In three days, three days at the fastest, this is still a situation where I have to give myself a fucking wing," the person on the phone said helplessly.
"Okay, I'll send something to your phone later, and you go do something for me."
"It's fine, wait for me to come back."
After two phone calls, Xiang Que sat back on his seat with his eyes closed, and said calmly: "You have said that you will have to pay it back sooner or later. Do you think this is true?"
Fan Wang's eyelids twitched, he estimated that many people might be unlucky.
One day later, in Handan, Hebei, the cruiser followed Xiang Que's instructions and entered an ordinary family compound.
In the afternoon, starting around two o'clock, the car was parked in the courtyard until around six o'clock in the evening.
Xiang Que opened the car door and came out, leaning on the car and smoking a cigarette, looking at the passers-by.
When it was nearly seven o'clock, Xiang Que suddenly knocked on the car window. Fan Wang stuck his head out and asked, "Brother, I've been sitting here all afternoon, so I think something's up."
"Did you see those two middle-aged couples in their forties?"