Chapter 156 Cell and Father's Love

The burning fire fold was stretched out to the hole of the cellar by Ximen Qing. The flame did not weaken at all and still burned like that. Ximen Qing squatted down, stretched his arm further in, and found that the fire fold was still burning.

Very good, that is to say, although the cellar has not been used for so long, the vents of the cellar are still intact, and the air here is also very fresh. I have to admire the ideas of my parents. Although there is no need to put anything precious in it now, isn't my life the most valuable? Question mark

The fire fold was about to go out. Ximen Qing blew it out, threw it on the ground casually, and then walked down the small ladder at the entrance of the cellar. The cellar is not very open. Although it does not make people feel suffocating, it is very cold. After all, it is winter now, but there is no better place to take refuge. After all, there is no other place to go out of the door of the West Gate Pharmacy. Every place is not safe. It's better to wait in your own home. It's enough to hold the lamp. As long as the woman grabs her wrist, she can calmly say that the other party breaches the contract first, and she will refuse the gift of this silver. Although it is true that you seem to be timid, what can be more attractive than living? Ximen Qing didn't expect it.

According to his memory, Ximenqing groped for a pull ring in the cellar. With a gentle pull, the mouth of the cellar is closed. Now there are only two hours left from the palm lamp. As long as you can stand it, everything will be fine.

However, the suffering in this cellar is much more painful than Ximenqing imagined, which is not only cold, but also dark. Obviously, when the ancestors designed this thing, they did not consider that one day there would be hidden people in it, so there was no light at all that could penetrate. Only when the lid on it was still open, the light could penetrate in, but now, the dark environment makes it almost impossible for Ximen Qing to determine that he was Standing in the cellar, you still only stand on the edge of the cellar, and you will touch the wet and cold wall at any time.

Then again, if the light can be transparent, the cellar will not be safe. Ximen Qing calmed down. The cold made him almost unable to stand still. He could only walk around frequently and keep stamping his feet in the middle to keep warm. However, in the dark, he would touch the front with his hand before taking every step to ensure that he would not hit the wall.

In fact, several times, I almost hit the wall, and even my fingers didn't react. I poked heavily on the wall. The rough stone texture of the wall and the wet and cold touch made Ximen Qing feel that every moment in this cellar was difficult, if it hadn't been brought by that woman. As a serious result, Ximen Qing really can't hold on for a while.

After a few laps, Ximen Qing gradually became familiar with the surrounding environment. In fact, he only came here once when he was a child, and he just barely remembered the pull ring for entering and closing the door. As for what it looked like below, he couldn't remember it at all when he was young. Now after a few turns, Ximen Qing found that it was empty, there was nothing, and the walls were basically straight up and down. That is to say, over the years, the pharmacy shopkeeper may not have found this cellar, so there is no medicinal material stored here. Maybe he didn't know at all. After all, my father told me alone, and I have never used it since. Although this is in the backyard of the pharmacy, few people have come to this backyard and has been abandoned for a long time. Who would have noticed that there will be a cellar below?

walked a few more times, monotony and boredom, full of Ximenqing's heart. He began to have a fluke mentality. What if this lady is just a rich and stupid woman? She didn't know anything about Wu Song at all. She just saw that she was handsome and said so righteously. Even these "mixed demon kings" in Yanggu business circles cheered for themselves. The women in the deep house have never seen any man except her father and husband's family. Naturally, they will feel a bright, and then Giving me silver, did I look too unmanly and fail to live up to the woman's good intentions by hiding under the cellar like this?

When this idea arises, Ximen Qing has an impulse at any time. He really wants to get out of this cellar, then move a stool, sit in front of the Ximen pharmacy and bask in the sun, and wait for the woman and her men to come. How elegant it is. When he receives silver, he will be so polite. That woman will definitely be fascinated by herself. She will give herself more money because of this spirit. Isn't it? Women are like this. There were not many women in the past. In order to be with themselves, they can help themselves cheat their husband's money. What do they want? Is it love? Is it a family? No, they all know that I won't be with them for long. What they want... is just that feeling, that kind of stimulation, or a space to imagine and a hope for a new life that only exists theoretically. Maybe this woman is the same. No matter how rich she is, even if she has seen the world again, even if her age has passed that kind of fantasy girlhood, she is still a woman.

Ximenqing was almost about to convince himself, but he touched the wall again. Because he was complacent and walked too fast, his fingers poked heavily on the wall. This hard counterattack made Ximen Qing's fingers hurt and interrupted his unrealistic thoughts.

Wake up, a woman is the most unpredictable thing in the world. You will never know her true feelings. Besides, how can life be used to gamble? I will make contributions and make a career. A good future is waiting for me. How can I make any mistakes in this small place in Yanggu and be laughed at by people all over the world?

Now that you have come to this cellar, you must be firm and not give up halfway. Perhaps, in the past entanglement with those women, if I could persist, I could get love now, so this time, I will never go out. No sound was heard in the cellar. This silence made Ximenqing have all kinds of unrealistic ideas. His thoughts were wild and wild.

Suddenly, he thought of a problem, which was... The cellar in the backyard was really strange. Ximenqing had never thought of this before, because it was what his father told him that this was his family's thing, which naturally existed, but today when he came to this cellar to "take refuge", doubts slowly emerged.

If this is a cellar for storing medicinal materials, even if it is a precious medicinal material, the entrance needs to be designed to be hidden, which is understandable. There is a hidden pull ring that allows the entrance to open. But what's wrong with the closing pull ring inside the cellar? There is no reason for the person who puts the medicinal materials to close the door inside, because the time to put the medicinal materials will not be too long, and if this kind of cellar stores the medicinal materials, it will definitely not avoid the guy. At least the important person will not avoid it, that is to say, there should be a person standing outside the entrance of the cellar, which makes The inner pull ring is useless. This design is too unreasonable. This kind of pull ring can be switched on and off the door inside and outside, which is not like a place to store medicinal materials at all.

Also, the surrounding walls are timed out. And I just touched it by hand several times. The surrounding walls are full of stones without any extra painting or partitions of wooden boards. In addition, the most important thing is that it is very wet. Most of the medicinal materials need to be dried and preserved. If they are specially put into the cellar, they must be precious medicinal materials. Placing precious medicinal herbs in such a damp place is equivalent to throwing silver into the water. The difference is that the silver thrown into the water will make a "dong" sound, but the rotten medicinal herbs can only be thrown away without making a sound. This is definitely not due to the humidity caused by years of disrepair, because although the cellar has not been useful for many years, the ventilation is still good, and when pulling the ring twice just now, there was no effort, and the mechanism for opening and closing the door is still normal, that is to say, the cellar was carefully designed when it was built. And construction, if these things are good, it is impossible to do so poorly on the simplest moisture-proof problem. Moreover, the cellar of this stone wall structure cannot be damp. Moisture-proof boards and painting have not been built from the beginning.

That is to say... Ximen Qing gently warmed the swollen finger that had just been poked by his lips. This cellar did not store medicinal materials at the beginning of the design. If it is not used to store medicinal materials, it can only show that... this is where other things are stored, such as... people!

Yes, nothing is not afraid of the tide. The only explanation is that this is a temporary place to treat people. This explanation is the most reasonable and most likely the truth of the matter.

This idea made Ximen Qing a little excited. He always felt that his father and ancestors were as cowardly as himself, especially when he heard that his ancestors were still quite rich. By the time of his father's generation, he was almost defeated, so that when he took over the family, he had become a pure empty shell. But this mysterious palm-sized cellar gave Ximenqing endless reverie.

This cellar was mostly built by my father. The establishment of such a cellar must be to avoid anyone. It is absolutely impossible to avoid the government, because there is no reason for the government to make it too difficult for buyers and sellers. Even if it is difficult, it is absolutely not possible to hide in the cellar of their own home. You need to know that if the government robs, it is more fierce than bandits. Naturally, it can't be bandits. This is in Yanggu County. All bandits are wearing official clothes. They will not let their "peers" come into the city to grab business.

The only explanation is that his father may be an extraordinary person. In addition to the superficial buyer, he also has another identity, which also explains why the family has fallen in his father's generation. After all, such a simple medicinal business can be maintained as a boss. My father must have spent his money elsewhere. Maybe it's a glorious thing. Of course, it must be very dangerous.

Ximenqing has always felt that he is a gangster, but a little more decent than the gangsters on the street, and his father is also a gangster. This sudden change in thinking made Ximen Qing suddenly stiffen his waist. After all, he was probably the son of a real hero.

In such a mysterious cellar, my father personally told me how to enter. I still remember his movements and tone at that time, repeatedly emphasizing the position of the entrance and the way of closing the door. It must be that he was afraid that I would encounter some danger. He must be afraid that his glorious career would be involved. To me, maybe this cellar is already prepared for me! After all, a real hero will never choose to hide! Ximen Qing rarely remembers about his father. In his impression, there is no sign of father's love, but at this time, this cold and wet cellar has become the embodiment of his fantasy father and the best witness for him to relive his father's love.

Father, if only you were still there, you will definitely tell me what to do. With your guidance, I will definitely solve the problem in a more heroic and manly way, instead of shrinking in the turtle shell you prepared for me and trembling like a turtle.

It's really cold, and Ximenqing is really shaking. This passionate idea brought him blood can't resist the real cold. After a while, Ximen Qing complained about his father. Why not put a charcoal basin in this cellar so that he could light it up to keep warm when it was cold. Although he also knows that in such a closed and narrow environment with ventilation alone, a charcoal basin is tantamount to suicide, but the desire for warmth is indeed irresistible.

In this kind of passionate, depressed, firm, or confused thinking, time passes little by little. The cellar was always dark and cold. Ximenqing found that he had lost his sense of time here. He could not judge time by the sun and temperature. The infinite darkness even erased all his judgments of time. Even hunger could not help him. Tension and cold made his stomach numb. He could not feel it at all. Are you hungry now?

Ximenqing, who has lost his sense of time, can't judge when it is the palm light, so he can't know when he can get out of this cellar. He clearly knew that in this boring environment, even after only half an hour, he was likely to think that after the whole night, the most unbelievable at this time was intuition. However, you can't wait here all the time. If your stomach is late and you are not hungry, and now it's late at night, you may be frozen to death here tomorrow morning, which is too unfair. What should I do?

We must find a feasible solution.

Ximen Qing remembered that Lang Zhong, who used to sit in the hall, told him that people's pulse was very stable and could be used well for timing. Yes, just use the pulse!

When I just came in, there were about two hours to reach the palm lamp. I measured two hours with my pulse. In this way, I can make sure that when I went out, I had passed the palm lamp. Although I would stay here for a while, the safety of my life was the most important. It was cold for half a moment. It doesn't matter.

Ximenqing carefully calculated that if you count your pulse, your pulse will jump about 8,000 times in an hour. That is to say, after 16,000 strokes, it's time to go out. It's not too late to start counting now. He endured the cold and stretched out his hand from his warm sleeve. His right finger was stabbed, so he could only pinch the pulse on his right wrist with his left hand.

The pulse is very difficult to find. Although Ximen Qing always looks at other people's pulses, he has not operated it several times. When he found it temporarily, he was in a hurry. After a lot of tossing around, he finally pinched the pulse. He was overjoyed and immediately began to calculate.

The underground is still cold. After counting for a while, Ximen Qing couldn't stand it, so he continued to walk in the cellar. Although he lost his hands to explore the way, he has walked back and forth in this cellar many times. He is very familiar with the position of the wall. Be careful that it will not be so easy to hit the wall.

But after walking a few laps, Ximenqing found that his pulse seemed to be a little faster, which was no wonder. After all, he was not still, and the tension in his heart would also make his pulse beat much faster. But it doesn't matter. At worst, I will go out for 20,000 yuan. Anyway, I will come to this cellar this time. What will happen if I stay a little longer in the place left for me? It won't freeze me.

When the count exceeded 1,000, Ximen Qing could no longer completely recite numbers such as 128 when his pulse was intermittent. It was too long and too embarrassing, so he reduced it to 128. As the number progressed, he gradually reduced the similar number to 28. All kinds of calculation methods can make him feel happier. However, the shortcomings of such counting are also obvious. Finally, after a certain "nineteen", Ximen Qing found that he had forgotten what the previous two numbers were. This "ninety-nine" was thousands and hundreds of ninety-nine, which had been completely left behind by Ximen Qing.

At this time, the cold makes his fingers more and more untouchable, and the pulse is also in the cold, making it more and more difficult to detect. Halfway through this plan, the frustration that could not continue tormented Ximen Qing. He was stunned in the cellar and didn't know what to do.

Or... Let's go out now. Two hours should have arrived. It took eight or nine thousand to calculate the pulse just now. It was normal to have one hour for such a long time before. Besides, I will pull the pull ring. If I see that the sky is still bright, I will close the door immediately and wait a little longer. This idea tortured Simon Qing like an ant eating bones. After a while, Ximenqing felt that his will was about to collapse. He bit his already stiff lips and groped to pull the ring to open the door.