The blurry figure got closer and closer, and it turned out to be Uncle Fang. The three of us pressed our bodies very low, only showing a pair of eyes, and stared silently, not daring to make any sound, lest he would find out. Uncle Fang went over and followed
The old man has worked hard for so long, and now he is old, but he is not so old that he is useless.
Uncle Fang walked very slowly and carefully, constantly looking around. After leaving the village, he continued walking eastward. We followed him from a distance to see what he was going to do.
I still have a vague impression of the terrain around the village. Not long after leaving the village, Uncle Fang turned a corner and started walking north. I felt like he was going up the mountain. This place in Jiangbei is surrounded by the Taihang Mountains and has many mountains. Behind the village
It's just a mountain. There are no people living in the mountain. There are only a few kilns for burning gangue. When I was a child, I used to hide and shoot the donkeys pulling gangue with a slingshot.
When I think of my childhood, I can't help but miss the old man, but I don't want to be sentimental at this time. I secretly restrained my mind and continued to follow Uncle Fang with Xiao Hu and the others. My guess was correct. Uncle Fang was really walking towards the mountain road. As soon as he entered the mountain, he was covered by
There were more things, and we also appropriately adjusted the distance between us and Uncle Fang.
After following for a long time, Uncle Fang suddenly stopped, looked back and forth, and then turned to an abandoned gangue kiln not far away. This kind of gangue kiln is usually built by private individuals and is very simple, except for the main body used for burning gangue.
There is only one hut in the kiln where the kiln people live. Once we reach this point, we can no longer follow it and can only stay in hiding for the time being.
Uncle Fang entered the abandoned hut, and then dim candlelight lit up in the hut, and he could be seen sitting down.
"Is there anyone in this cabin?"
We carefully lurked nearby. The current situation was unclear and no one dared to act rashly. But I only waited a few minutes before I couldn't bear it anymore. Uncle Fang ran to this abandoned gangue kiln in the back mountain in the middle of the night. This can only explain one thing.
question.
"He hid the old man here!" I couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart for a while. Judging from Uncle Fang's behavior, it was probably like this.
I started to run over, but Mustache immediately held me down. He glanced at the surrounding darkness and shook his head at me.
"Don't go there just yet."
I know that Mustache is used to being cautious. Unless there is something that particularly moves his heart, he will rarely take risks. But our hiding place is too far away from the hut. Apart from the vague firelight, we can't see anything and hear everything.
not see.
At this moment, I had to listen to Mustache's words, but the old man's gray hair and his stooped waist stuck in the wheelchair kept reappearing in my mind. When I left Jiangbei for Zhaotong, I saw him.
The last time he saw him, he was already very old...
I didn't speak, and looked at my mustache, my eyes full of pleading. I didn't know if I was crying, but there was a hazy layer of moisture in my eyes.
Mustache avoided my gaze, turned around and whispered: "Liangzi, go over and take a look."
"Let me go and have a look, please, let me go too..." I rubbed my eyes and straightened up my back secretly. Judging from Uncle Fang's actions, the old man must be here.
, I want to see him with my own eyes and take him out with my own hands. I am an incompetent person, but I know what I should do as a son.
"Young Master Wei, don't be stubborn at this time!" The monk's tone became a little stern, and he reminded me in a low voice: "Cao Shi also told you that Jiangbei is in chaos, and the current situation is unknown!"
"I just want to take a look, just to see if the old man is here, please."
The monk wanted to persuade me again, but Mustache raised his hand to stop him. Immediately afterwards, Mustache personally led me out of the hiding place, and Liang Zi followed behind me, leaving the monk alone.
The three of us circled towards the hut by clinging to a piece of waste rock, running very fast. But Mustache was still very vigilant, and when we arrived not far from the hut, we squatted down in the darkness.
It was very quiet in the mountains, and the place where we lurked was still some distance away from the hut. But with the breeze, Uncle Fang's voice in the house was carried by the wind. Although it was not so clear, the general meaning could still be heard.
"You can keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. If you want to open up a little more, you can stay here for two days with peace of mind..."
After listening to Uncle Fang's words, I almost immediately confirmed my thoughts. The old man was really here! I was about to rush into the house, but Mustache grabbed me and told me not to worry, and to see clearly what was going on in the house first.
Besides, the hut was in a mess, with gaps everywhere. We gently moved from our hiding place to the outside of the house, and found a suitable position to peek inside.
But when I saw the scene in the room clearly, I suddenly felt a strange atmosphere permeating the air. Liang Zi was also very surprised and looked at the mustache hesitantly.
Uncle Fang was the only one in the hut, talking to himself incessantly in front of a shabby empty chair.
Liang Zi and I looked at each other and asked a question almost at the same time, what is Uncle Fang doing? Running from the village to the mountains in the middle of the night just to talk to an empty chair?
"Let's go!" Mustache immediately pulled me back and said, "He is leading us to show up!"
"How could Uncle Fang do this..."
This time, my mind was not confused and was extremely clear. When Mustache warned me, I almost understood everything, but I still forced myself not to believe how an old guy like Uncle Fang could go against the old man and do what he did.
The man who came to lure the old man as bait.
Before we could finish our thoughts, many people appeared in groups from behind several stone piles in the gangue kiln. One of them, a burly man, walked towards us in a leisurely manner and said, "I've been waiting for a few days."
, finally caught fish, or three.”
Uncle Fang heard the sound in the house and opened the door with a cry. When he saw me, he was shocked and his lips trembled a few times. Liang Zi gritted his teeth next to me and whispered: "The old man is a bait!"
"Old man Fang, who are these three?" The man said to Uncle Fang, "It wouldn't be interesting if it wasn't just three small fish. If you can't catch Weiba, you have to catch someone with a name."
At least fifteen or six people emerged from behind the pile of stones, and they had surrounded us invisibly. Uncle Fang never spoke, and just stood blankly at the door. When the enemies around him appeared, I initially thought
Panic, but this panic soon disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sadness.
I was staring at Uncle Fang. This old man who had worked hard with the old man all his life, his eyes seemed to be completely dull at this moment. He glanced at me mechanically, and then looked away.
But just such a small move made my hatred towards Uncle Fang lessen. He might have been the one who used him as bait to lure the old man, but he still didn't want to expose me.
Mustache showed no expression. He just took two steps back slightly, sandwiching me with Liang Zi. The leading man on the other side asked Uncle Fang again. Uncle Fang shook his head and said, "I have never seen these three before."
."
"Really three small fish?" The man looked quite disappointed: "Catch the small fish too! Don't let any of Weiba's people go!"
I also looked away from Uncle Fang. This burly man was very unfamiliar, and the person behind him had never appeared in Jiangbei before.
At this time, I heard two very slight metal butt sounds, and there was an alloy pipe about one meter long in the mustache's hand. The cutting edge in front of the pipe was still extremely sharp, and it shone a little coldly in the moonlight.
"Follow me!"
Mustache only said three words, and his whole body shot out from in front of my eyes like a shooting arrow. His movement was so fast that I subconsciously followed him. Liangzi gritted his teeth and protected himself from behind.
I.
There were many people on the other side, maybe they wanted to capture us alive and ask us some questions, so they didn't use guns. But Mustache's skills were beyond their expectations, and everyone could only see a shadow in the moonlight.
He rushed over with the alloy pipe, and immediately followed, a person on the opposite side was knocked down.
Mustache's movements were fast and sharp, knocking his opponent down in one fell swoop, and then stabbed the opponent's thigh with the alloy tube in his hand. A stream of blood spurted out along the hollow tube. Still without any expression, Mustache pulled out the tube,
The other person was rolling on the ground in pain while holding his thigh.
As soon as we moved, the other party also started to move, and everyone came over. The one closest to us was holding a sharp long knife and slashed at the head of the bag. The mustache moved unusually fast, and the opponent's knife was only halfway through before he was caught.
His wrist was the same as when he was dealing with Han Yunzhou, with one move and one move, and he used his strength to the best of his ability. That guy's arm was completely useless at that time.
After that, the shiny alloy tube in Mustache's hand turned quickly, and the sharp edge sank directly into the opponent's thigh. Another stream of fishy-smelling blood surged out of the tube. This kind of pain was very painful.
It was unbearable, and the other person almost shrank into a ball, rolling around holding his thighs. I took advantage of the situation and kicked my legs from behind, which was quite enjoyable.