"Why?" Gu Fengchunqi asked, thinking, who doesn't want to live?
"Because..." Chen Si was about to explain, when the phone on his body rang "ding, clang, clang, clang...". Gu Fengchun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Chen Si actually used Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny" to make money.
The ringtone of the mobile phone, but this did not make Gu Fengchun particularly strange. The strange thing was that Chen Si's words had already acquiesced in his inference, so Chen Si's age was already more than 1,500 years ago. An ancient man actually used Gao Fengchun.
Can technological products not make him feel awkward? Gu Fengchun also marveled, how did Chen Si survive for so many years? What did he rely on to pass the long time of 1,500 years? Gu Fengchun thought of this,
I felt like cold sweat was coming out from behind. Gu Fengchun thought, if he becomes like this, what can he do?
"Hello" After Chen Si heard the phone ringing, his expression changed drastically and he quickly answered the call. Gu Fengchun didn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, but vaguely heard the voice on the other end was very anxious. Chen Si took a deep breath
He hung up the phone, stood up and said to Gu Fengchun: "I have something to do and I have to leave first. Don't leave this place for the next few days. I will contact you as soon as possible." As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the door.
, strode away.
Gu Fengchun also stood up quickly, frowned and said: "Okay..." But before he finished speaking, Chen Si's figure disappeared. Gu Fengchun choked back what he wanted to say, he wanted to ask, you know
Where do I live? But he thought about it, he already knew that he came to Luo Sihai, so of course there would be no problem in finding his own place. Gu Fengchun sighed, feeling a little sad, he still
There are too many questions that I have not asked Chen Si yet.
After walking out of the coffee shop, Gu Fengchun realized that it was getting late. Unknowingly, he and Chen Si had been chatting for three or four hours. It was already around seven o'clock in the evening, and the sunset was red. He raised his head to take a look.
Tian Tian smiled bitterly. He didn't know where to go, to go back to his residence or to find old friends. When he was thinking hard about his acquaintances in this city, he suddenly felt that someone was leaving behind him.
Come here. This man's steps were very light and strong. Gu Fengchun immediately became alert and looked back.
"It's you?" Gu Fengchun asked in surprise: "What's the matter?" I saw the tramp who sent Chen Si's letter at noon standing behind Gu Fengchun, smiling at Gu Fengchun honestly.
The simple smile made Gu Fengchun's wary face instantly disappear.
The homeless man rubbed his hands, took out a crumpled hundred-dollar bill from his worn pocket and handed it over. He still said in a weird accent: "Sir, you gave me too much money, I can't take it.
I saw you entering here, so I followed you all the way, but those people didn't let me in..."
Gu Feng Chun was stunned. In this era, would anyone still dislike people with too much money? Gu Feng Chun carefully looked at the man in front of him. He was tall and strong, wearing tattered dark blue clothes. He had long hair shawl and a face.
His face was rough, with a hint of vicissitude, and his eyes were deep and bright. Gu Fengchun sighed and said, "How many hours have you been waiting for me outside?"
The tramp nodded and said, "Well, otherwise I won't be able to find you when you come out, and I won't be able to pay you back!"
Gu Fengchun smiled and said: "I'll give it to you, so I won't ask you to get it back. Just keep it." At this point, Gu Fengchun's stomach made a rumble, and he didn't have it all afternoon.
After eating something, the cup of coffee was totally worthless. Gu Fengchun looked at the homeless man and said, "Brother, are you hungry? How about we go have something to eat together?" Gu Fengchun saw that the homeless man was a good character.
, I think it’s appropriate to treat him to a meal.
The tramp hesitated for a moment, looked at Gu Fengchun and said, "How can I walk with you..." He thought that if he followed Gu Fengchun like this, he might make Gu Fengchun laugh at him.
"It doesn't matter, my name is Gu Fengchun." Gu Fengchun smiled and stretched out his hand to the tramp. Gu Fengchun's character is inherently open-minded, and he never cares about the differences between the poor, the lowly, the rich, and the noble. In his eyes, even if he is priceless,
No antique can compare to a pure and kind heart. But the tramp in front of him made an inexplicable premonition surge in his heart. He even heard a voice deep in his heart saying: "We must get to know each other."
Look at this character, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life!"
The homeless man was surprised. During this time, he had mostly been looked down upon by others. He had never been treated like this before. He hesitated for a moment, then quickly put his hand on his body, rubbed it, and reached out to hold it.
He held Gu Fengchun's hand and said, "My name is Dayumu, and I am a Mongolian."
Gu Fengchun discovered that Dayumu, a Mongolian compatriot from the prairie, was not only in good shape, but also had an amazing appetite. Due to Dayumu's "shocky" attire, Gu Fengchun knew that it would be impossible for the two of them to enter a restaurant for a meal.
. So we found a food stall on the roadside and ordered a few dishes, and the two of them wolfed down the food together. There were many diners in the food stall, and when they saw the two of them, they both felt very incredible. The ancient style is pure.
Da Yumu is well-dressed, but Dayumu is in rags. Such a strong difference cannot help but make people curious.
While eating, Dayumu had a solemn look on his face, tapped his drink with his index finger, flicked it towards the sky, and said, "Bless me, Holy Lord." Then he sat down and said to Gu Fengchun apologetically: "
Sorry, this is the custom of my people. This tradition has been around for many years. It is the lifelong belief and habit of us Dalhut people."
"Are you from Darhut?" Gu Fengchun looked surprised, took a deep breath and said, "Oh my God, a man with a sacred mission!" Gu Fengchun was excited. The Darhut people are Mongolian people who are dedicated to Genghis Khan.
The tribe guarding the tomb is said to be Genghis Khan's 500-man guard. After Genghis Khan's death, they were responsible for guarding Genghis Khan's tomb. Darhut is Mongolian, and when translated, it means "people with sacred missions." To this day, Darhut
The Dalhut people have been faithfully keeping watch over Genghis Khan for nearly eight hundred years, but their population is only about 2,000. However, Gu Fengchun met a Dalhut man far south from the grassland. How could he not be excited, especially since he and Chen
After four had spent a whole afternoon discussing the legend of Genghis Khan, the golden family?
"You know us?" Dayumu said in surprise. He didn't know that Gu Fengchun was a historian.