92 In order to live

The methods of ancient Chinese painting art are different, including the anonymous "filament drawing" and Zhang Qian's "breaking ink method", and the "Xishan Travel Map" in front of us undoubtedly uses these two techniques, and the blue out of blue is better than blue.

How can Xiao Chen in the madness forget the boldness and freeness of the "breaking ink method"? After the rain ten years ago, the old man drew a lifelike picture on a piece of white rice paper, which surprised himself and Lin Ruohai for a long time. They lived with the old man for 14 years. That was the only time they saw the old man draw with ink. The content of the painting is still from Xiao Chen. It is still unforgettable. The red sun rises in the east, and thirty-six young men and women gather on a mountain surrounded by white clouds, either sitting on the ground, talking and laughing, holding a wine jar and singing to wine, or standing in clothes in the wind, or holding long swords and dancing in the air... Thirty-six people, thirty-six postures, vivid and lifelike Such as life.

Xiao Chen, who remembered the content in the painting, couldn't help but think of what he said to the old man at the beginning.

"Old man, do you know all these people in the painting?" Since the year when Xiao Changhe left another village, Xiao Chen never called the old man grandpa again.

The old man was still not sober at that time. He looked at Qingcheng Mountain in the distance with a confused look and said, "Yes, they all know each other. They are all friends that my old guy knew in those years. Except for Youchuan, the nosy person, the rest of them haven't seen each other for many years. I'm afraid they are all famous figures now. Maybe they will no longer look down on me as an old guy.

"Are the people in this picture your friends back then? Which one is you?"

The old man shook his head slowly and smiled gently, "I'm not here."

"Why?" Xiao Chen also thought about this question for a long time. Since they were all his friends, why didn't he draw himself into it?

"Fate." After saying this, the old man picked up the wine in his arms and drank it again until he was drunk.

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"Xiao Chen?" An Mengtang looked at the changeable man and shouted softly.

Xiao Chen, who was meditating, was suddenly awakened, and the confusion in his eyes was put away in an instant. He looked at An Mengtang and grinned and said, "Mr. An, I was distracted just now."

An Mengtang asked with a smile, "Oh? Is the magic of this painting so great?

"It's nothing. It just reminds me of someone I knew before." Xiao Chen replied vaguely with a smile.

An Mengtang is not the kind of person who asks the root. Although the person who has reached his level is not surprised, he also knows whether to ask or not, no matter who is standing in front of him.

After asking Ge Maochun to put away the "Xishan Travel Map", An Mengtang smiled and asked Xiao Chen to sit down. The two sat on the sofa in the living room of the suite and began to chat, but no one mentioned the transaction three days ago. Although Xiao Chen was anxious, on the surface, he quietly talked to the old man about some irrelevant topics and talked and laughed.

While the two were talking about the eagle and the dog, there was a knock outside the door of the presidential suite.

An Mengtang smiled on his face. He looked at Ge Maochun beside him and said with a smile, "It should be Ximing."

The man in trousers opened the door with a smile after hearing the words. The man who came in was Zhou Ximing in a straight suit. After entering the door, the man went straight to An Mengtang and found that there was a young man next to him. His face changed slightly and he stopped talking.

"Just say it, it's okay." An Mengtang laughed.

Zhou Ximing then said, "An Gong, the matter you asked has been done. The legal representatives of the two baths and a bar have signed the contract. The contract was not brought in the company because of the hurry."

An Mengtang's face has changed slightly. Although Zhou Ximing has become flashy in the past two years, he is definitely not a loser. How can he leave the contract in the company? However, the look on the old man's face had returned to nature in an instant. He looked at Zhou Ximing and said with a smile, "Well done."

When Xiao Chen heard this, he understood why An Mengtang had not talked about the three-day agreement. The man who had been waiting beside him couldn't help looking up at Zhou Ximing, but found that Zhou Ximing's eyes had been staring at a vase on the right, and he immediately became suspicious. Many years ago, Xiao Chen heard the old man say that if a person's eyes keep looking to the right, then the person must be lying. Although the old man's words may not be credible, Xiao Chen was still on guard at this moment, and his eyes never left Zhou Ximing.

Turn your eyes to the right, and your left brain thinks. Nine times out of ten is a lie.

"Angong, if nothing happens, I'll go back first." Zhou Ximing said respectfully.

"Go ahead, I'll go to the company tomorrow. In addition, prepare a transfer contract when you go back. I want to give those two baths and bars to one person." After An Mengtang ordered a few words, he never looked at Zhou Ximing again. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Chen and said, "The thing I promised you has been done. Let me go to the company tomorrow." After saying that, I felt something was wrong. It seemed that there was danger approaching him quickly. Xiao Chen and Ge Maochun would never hurt themselves. Then the only thing left was Zhou Ximing. He suddenly turned his head and found that the man's right hand was holding a black pistol and slowly aimed at himself, with a ferocious smile on the corners of his mouth. At this moment, there was no despair on the old man's face, but a bitter smile appeared. He beat the dog all year round and was finally bitten by the dog.

An Mengtang's skills are far worse than before. In the face of Zhou Ximing's anti-go attack, he knows that his general trend has gone, but the old man is really unwilling to die in the hands of this dog.

"Go to hell, old dog!" Zhou Ximing said ferociously that the black muzzle had been aimed at An Mengtang, and his right index finger had pulled the trigger.

At the extreme, Xiao Chen, who had been on guard against the man, suddenly jumped up. His right hand turned his palm into Zhou Ximing's wrist like lightning. A sound of breaking wind sounded. Zhou Ximing's wrist was in pain. His right hand was loosened, and the gun fell to the ground and made a dull sound. Looking at the man who shot down his pistol in a daze, Zhou Ximing's face was full of shock. He never dreamed that his must-kill blow would be easily destroyed by a young man he had never met.

When Xiao Chen shot down Zhou Ximing's pistol, An Mengtang, who was smiling bitterly, had calmed down. Looking at the man who had been knocked down by Xiao Chen's uniform, he laughed angrily and said angrily, "Zhou Ximing, you are really a thief."

"To survive." Zhou Ximing, who knew he would die, looked up at An Mengtang's sharp eyes.

In order to survive, there are only four simple words, but how many meanings do these four words represent? Everyone always prays for a chance to live in the face of life and death, no matter what the cost is, because it is better to live than to die.

What happened to Zhou Ximing? Only the time can be reversed back to the Longsheng Bar two hours ago.