The night wind was cold, so I tightened my clothes and looked at this person.
When I first met him, he was dressed in rags.
But he couldn't hide the nobility in him at all.
Now that he has changed his clothes, his aura is even stronger.
Looking into the distance, the man said with a smile:
"Just trust me, I can tell you everything I know..."
As he said that, he turned to look at me, still smiling.
I took out a cigarette, lit it and took a long puff.
The moment I exhaled the smoke, I said:
"Just say but..."
I don't believe that someone will take the initiative to tell me the truth that I am searching for without expecting anything in return.
He gave me the sweetness just for the sake of what happened later.
"Ha ha!"
The other party laughed loudly.
"Young kid, I just have fun, and I like to communicate with people like you. In fact, I just want money. But my appetite is too big, and you can't satisfy me at all..."
This makes me a little confused.
A person who can pay the driver six figures for a taxi seems to have no shortage of money at all.
But what he was talking about with me was money.
"I have no other hobbies, I just love money. I came to this world just to spend money. Only spending money can make me feel happy. And you can't give it to me, so I'll just give you Huo Yutong
Give me the painting, and I will tell you how Merlot died!"
My first thought was whether the other party was testing me.
I want to confirm whether I still have the painting or not.
After taking a puff of cigarette, I asked back:
"It's easy to talk about paintings, but how can I be sure that what you tell me is true or false?"
"Hahaha!"
The other party laughed loudly again.
In the empty mountain forest, waves of echoes followed.
"If I told you that I was at the scene that night, would you still doubt whether what I said was true or not?"
My heart moved. As far as I know, everyone present that night.
There are two brothers, Huang Shigong, Qianxie Zhang Shoushan, and my father's two sworn brothers, including Mr. Liu. Who is this person in front of me?
"Then who are you?"
"Where's the painting?"
The man asked back.
"Tell me who you are, and I will let you see the painting. We can talk about the rest!"
The man's eyes roamed over me, and then looked at Xiaoduo.
I know he was wondering if I would take the painting with me.
"Okay, then I'll tell you first. But if you dare not let me see the painting, I will make you the second Merlot!"
I didn't say anything, just stared at him indifferently.
He used the only two fingers left on his right hand to comb his hair that was messed up by the wind.
Then, he looked at Han Yue in mid-air and said:
"Bei Qianchi, Nan Shoushan, plum blossoms dotted the sky and the earth. In the beginning, Qianduo in the north was mainly engaged in martial arts and hard kung fu, and the most famous one was Qianchi Kanye. But in the south, most of them were engaged in literary and soft arts.
Mainly in Kung Fu, the representative figure is Qianxie Zhang Shoushan. The plum blossoms are talking about Mei Luo. He is the master of both the north and the south, and there are almost no opponents in the world. Who can be called his opponent in Qianju, except
Qian Chi Kanye. That’s me..."
As he spoke, he turned and stared at me.
A pair of bright eyes, exuding a sense of arrogance.
"Qianxie, Zhang Shoushan!"
Zhang Shoushan? He is Zhang Shoushan?
I have heard the name of Zhang Shoushan many times. In my imagination, Zhang Shoushan should be full of evil spirits.
But the Zhang Shoushan in front of him had no other feeling except nobility.
"Where is the painting? Tell me where the painting is. It's time to let me see the painting!"
I stared at him and said indifferently:
"Not here with me!"
"What?"
The other party was a little anxious, so I followed him again:
"But I can take you there. After you see it, you must tell me how it was completed. The painting will be yours!"
"good!"
He agreed happily and was about to say it again.
Suddenly, I saw the bright light of a flashlight not far away.
Then, there was a burst of noisy footsteps.
"You brought someone here?"
The other party suddenly became angry.
I shook my head and asked dissatisfiedly:
"I still doubt that he is yours!"
"Damn it, that's the bastard Liu Yunxiu. Remember, don't mention seeing me. Otherwise, I won't let you go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the dense forest.
Although he is not young, he has a strong figure.
Soon, he disappeared deep into the jungle.
By the time the person on the other side came to my side, Xiaoduo had also disappeared into the darkness.
The bright light of a flashlight shone on my face.
"Who?"
I subconsciously tilted my head, covered the light with my hands, and said coldly:
"The sixth day of the lunar month!"
"The sixth day of the lunar month?"
A voice like a braying donkey came from behind the crowd.
Then, the old accountant walked over slowly, leaning on his cane.
He looked me up and down and asked:
"What are you doing here?"
I didn't answer him, but asked:
"Aren't you here too?"
The old accountant smiled, but his smile was full of sinister anger.
"Chu Liu, you don't have to do anything. I know the painting is where you are, and I can tell you clearly that if you don't hand over the painting, you won't be able to leave Yundian..."