Chapter 318 Back Mountain

Han Hanjun, your true destiny should really be Xiao Si. - Zhang Deshuai's version of the micro novel

Sun, September 18, 2011

The old man's words made me meditate. It is said that the political (harmonious) struggle is a struggle without smoke, but this struggle without smoke is more cruel than the struggle of smoke. The smoke struggle is like two beasts, shining their fangs and sticking out their claws to fight desperately; while the political (harmonious) struggle is like two coiled snakes, spitting forked letters from each other and quietlylooking at each other. Only at the most critical moment will it attack, but it must be hit. You can't help but win, because if you don't win, you will be hurt by yourself.

The old man is still telling us that story, and his words are very calm. But there was a bloody storm in this calm. I could even hear a helpless voice shouting in a small space, but no one responded. They are not wrong, but they spend their lives in that indifferent atmosphere for the self-interest of some people.

The tea gradually became cold, just like the life that was drained a little. The old man picked up the teapot again and gently added hot tea to us.

Tea is sustainable, but what about life? Who is responsible for past mistakes?

After the old man's words stopped, Xiaoxue asked herself, "Why is this?"

The old man didn't answer, and I didn't answer either. Xiaoxue doesn't want an answer herself. Because there is no answer in itself. Many things in the world can't be answered by a simple cause and effect.

We didn't say any of us, just sat quietly around the stone table.

After sitting quietly for a long time, I asked the old man, "What else do you know about my uncle?"

"Your uncle said before that if you come, he has something to give you?" The old man replied.

"What?" I immediately asked.

"I don't know. He didn't tell me."

"What about that thing?"

"I don't know," the old man replied.

The old man's answer surprised me. Since my uncle said he had something to give me, why the old man, the entrusted person, didn't know anything.

"However, your uncle asked me to tell you something." The old man added.

"What are you talking about?"

"The chicken shop is in a hurry, and I don't know the guests' worries. Only the boulder listens to Kan Hu and flows relative to the eternal river. The old man pondered for a moment and read such a poem to me.

I hurriedly wrote down this poem. It is clear in my heart that such a poem is the key clue to uncover what my uncle left me. However, I couldn't understand the mystery of this poem for a moment. But it doesn't matter at this time. I asked the old man, "What on earth is this poem about?"

"I don't know. I'm just a message." The old man's face changed a little. Maybe I feel that what I just said made him feel a little uncomfortable.

I asked the old man again, but the old man closed his mouth and stopped answering any questions from me.

The old man's reaction made me feel that today's conversation was over. Anyway, the old man won't tell me anything. So I stood up and said goodbye to the old man.

When we were about to get out of the yard in front of the firewood door, the old man sighed behind him. Then he persuaded, "Actually, to be from the bottom of my heart, I don't want you to participate in this matter."

The old man's words moved my heart. Because he is dissuading me.

"Why?" I asked without looking back.

"If this doesn't work, you will follow in your uncle's footsteps. If this happens, you will also be killed. But the old man said again.

I was stunned. Jiang Yingyu and Xiao Xue showed even more frightened faces, and they certainly didn't expect it. Whether this is successful or not, there will be such a result.

"Thank you!" But I said with a wry smile. After saying that, he strode out.

I'm digging graves now, and I'm not afraid of death. From my heart, I did more to resist that kind of threat, not to avenge my uncle, because the relationship between me and my uncle is not so deep, although he is my own uncle, if I want to avenge him at the risk of my life, I will definitely not agree. I don't have the heroic plot that I consider for the world. I just don't like others to make me surrender in a threatening way.

I'm just an ordinary person, a small person. Little people will not think about the world. I think more about whether I can afford a house and whether the price of vegetables will rise tomorrow. If I were asked to consider the problem of the world, it would definitely not be my idea. Even if it is, it is against the words that are stuffed in front of my mouth with a microphone.

Although I got some clues from the old man, I was not easy. Because of this poem, I can't understand it at all.

I carefully speculed the poem the old man just told me. The first sentence is "The chicken shop is in a hurry, and I don't know the guests' worries." This sentence should be a hotel, but there are so many hotels in Beiqiu City. I know which hotel it is.

The second sentence is "Only the boulder listens to the tiger, relative to the eternal flow of rivers." This should be the riverside. However, there are only two rivers in Beiqiu City: the Yangtze River and the Jialing River. Let's not talk about which one, but there are many hotels by the river. If I find such a family, I don't think I can find it until next year.

I thought about it carefully, this is definitely not about hotels. Because uncle will definitely not put things in a hotel. Where are you?

I thought about it.

"Is it a hotel?" Xiao Xue said as she drove.

Xiao Xue's idea is similar to my previous idea, and it must be understood literally. After I denied it, Jiang Yingyu said, "I don't think so. I think that should be a very important thing. Since it's an important thing, I'm sure I won't find a hotel to put it up.

After listening to Jiang Yingyu's explanation, Xiao Xue couldn't help nodding.

After a while, Xiaoxue said to herself, "Where will it be?"

I remembered something and said to Xiaoxue, "You'd better not participate!"

"Why?" Xiaoxue asked puzzledly.

"Did you hear what the old man said just now that there is a disaster of killing gods. I'm nothing. With you two, I can't guarantee it. I said what the old man dissuaded me just now.

"Don't you think this is a very exciting thing?" Xiaoxue didn't think so.

Xiao Xue's answer made me stunned. Now I want to open her spiritual cover to see what is in it. This dangerous thing has become a stimulating thing in her eyes.

"If your life is in danger, won't you talk about stimulation?" I said an annoy to Xiaoxue.