At this point, Hong Zhuo's face fell down, and he said calmly: "Well, she is from Chengdu, a woman, about the same age as you, I met him on the forum of Mr. Yin Yang on the Internet.
"We met online?" I looked at Hong Zhuo and asked.
Hong Zhuo nodded and said, "I saw someone posted a secret phrase on the forum the other day. This secret phrase is only found at the end of the five books."
Code word? Why didn’t I know it?
Hong Zhuo saw my puzzled expression and took out his book "Medicine" and handed it over. I took a look and found that there were five sentences on the last page of the book.
A mountain suppresses evil and destroys demons.
One medicine can rejuvenate your body.
One divination knows all the secrets of heaven.
Find the dragon's acupoint with one phase.
The only fate is irreversible.
"What do these five sentences mean?" I looked up at Hong Zhuo and asked.
"It's a very common five sentences. No one can tell what they are if they are taken apart separately, but when put together, the heirs of other books will know each other. It should be regarded as a code for the heirs of these five books to know each other." Hong
Zhuo looked at these five sentences and pondered for a while, but didn't understand them very well.
"So are you still in contact with that woman?"
When Hong Zhuo heard this, he smiled and said: "She doesn't seem to be interested in getting the five books together. She must be the same as you before. When I came to you at that time, you didn't have the intention to find other books.
I didn’t continue the conversation.”
I said, "Then let's go back to Chengdu right away and look for this woman. If that doesn't work, we can ask her to lend it to us after we gather four books."
"After all, it is a family heirloom, and I probably won't lend it to anyone casually. But now there is no other way besides the method you mentioned." Hong Zhuo sighed and asked, "When are you going to leave?"
"First pack two pieces of Yu Jing's clothes and come out. I'll take a shower. I feel so uncomfortable all over."
Because of Zhao Shanyu's incident last night, I didn't even think about taking a shower, but it's different now. There are only five books in total, and now I know three of them. As long as I look hard for the other two, I can definitely find them.
I took a shower at Hong Zhuo's house, then put on his Yu Jing clothes, and rushed to the bus station with Hong Zhuo carrying my backpack.
It's been a long time since I went home. When I got to the station, I took money and bought a lot of things, all of which are so-called specialties here in Chongqing.
Of course, it is said to be a specialty product. Chengdu is so close to Chongqing, so what can’t be found in Chengdu?
But after all, I haven’t been back for a long time, so it’s more or less my intention.
Carrying large and small bags, I bought a ticket back to Chengdu with Hong Zhuo.
After getting on the bus, we walked to the rear seat and the car started.
We didn't chat and just closed our eyes and fell asleep.
When I was drifting off to sleep, I suddenly heard a loud noise. I opened my eyes and saw a young man and an old man in the seat in front of me arguing.
The reason seems to be that the young man was listening to music on his mobile phone without wearing headphones, which disturbed the old man next to him. The old man asked him to turn down the sound a little, and the young man started scolding him immediately.
"Old guy, I just want to listen to a song, don't be verbose." The young man scolded.
The old man looked like he must be eighty years old. He glared at the boy and cursed: "Do you have any sense of public morality? This is a public place."
"Yes, this is a public place, why do you care so much?" the young man cursed.
This young man looks about eighteen or nineteen years old. He has red hair and wears a lip stud at the corner of his mouth, which is like an earring on his mouth. His ears are even more exaggerated, each ear has about five piercings.
Six ear piercings.
"You." The old man was so angry that he was panting.
Seeing the two people arguing, other people in the car just frowned and looked at them, showing no intention of helping.
When I saw this, I stood up, patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "Uncle, please sit in the back and I'll change seats with you. I'm not afraid of noise. I'll sit next to him."
"Hey." The old man looked at the boy with red hair and sighed, and changed seats with me.
The gangster ignored me, then put the cell phone next to his ear and turned the volume up. The key is that he just listened to it, and he was still singing, and the singing was not ordinary unpleasant.
"Brother, could you please put down your phone?" I patted his shoulder.
He frowned and looked at me and cursed: "What?"
I slapped his face directly.
In fact, I am really not looking for trouble. I have been too frustrated during this period. I was already angry about the Zhao Shanyu incident, and the Lu Wenlong incident. These things have been pressing in my heart and I can't vent them.
I slapped him across the face, which made my hands hurt, but I felt much better.
"Fuck you, uncle." This little gangster dropped his cell phone and raised his hand to hit me.
I slapped him on the face again, and he was probably shocked by my slap now. He looked at me and scolded: "You have the guts."
"What's the matter? Still want to do it?" I cut it.
In fact, what I despise the most is this kind of little gangster. On the street, he wears ripped jeans, has a few pierced ears, dyes his hair yellow, and walks with his butt swaying, thinking that he is just like a big brother.
This kind of guy is just stupid. In my opinion, this kind of guy is worse than a street sweeper.
Few of those who come out to be such a gangster have particularly good family conditions. These guys don't think about how they can help their families improve their lives and go to work with peace of mind, but they want to be Brother Haonan every day.
"Be quiet." After I said that, I turned around and walked back, and said to the uncle: "Uncle, okay, I thought it would be better to sit with my friend. I had a talk with him just now.
, you go back, he probably won’t disturb you again.”
The old man sighed and said: "When we were fighting against the U.S. and aiding Korea, we were driving tanks. I had never seen anything like that. But in the end, we fought tooth and nail to defend the motherland, but there were such bastards."
"Hey, uncle, you have served as a soldier. Lao Hong, you go over and sit with that boy, and I will have a chat with the uncle." I pushed Hong Zhuo to the front, and then we started chatting with the uncle.
I have always admired soldiers. Of course, there are only two types of soldiers I admire. One is those who have actually participated in the war and survived the battlefield, and the other is the soldiers who guard the borders of the motherland in the snowy mountains on the border of Tibet.
When serving as soldiers in those snow-capped mountains, young men in their twenties look like men in their forties when they go down the mountain. When they are discharged from the army, when they come back and see the trees, they hug and cry. After all, they are in the snow-capped mountains.
, for several years, I didn’t even see a tree, and I ate canned food for several years. I admire this kind of soldier very much.