Jinggang Mountain, Ciping. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the ability of the Black Soul Emissary, it is not particularly difficult to go to a place - even a newcomer like Taiyin Zi knows how to penetrate walls, let alone a veteran like Nine who has been an emissary for some years.

The boss ordered the Black Soul Nine to go all the way without any stops, and stepped into the place marked by the map given by the club owner early.

But what puzzled Black Soul Nine was that even though he had reached the place marked on the map, he was not able to get any further hints.

On the map, the red markers still flashed...... And he didn't know what he should do when he came here.

According to his master, he needed Dark Soul Nine to find something for him - obviously, it wasn't easy to find. Because at the beginning, Black Soul Nine listened to the meaning of Luo Qiu's words, as if the thing he was looking for was not even sure of the owner himself.

Could there be something that the owner of the club is not sure about?

Black Soul Nine didn't believe much of this was happening.

However, Black Soul Nine has a very good patience. Moreover, the new owner does not ask the map to point him to such a hint for no reason - perhaps here he needs to look for clues on his own.

So he came to this place in Ciping - and he didn't know why he ended up staying in this place and waiting.

It's just because...... When he stepped into Jinggang Mountain, the word Ciping naturally appeared in his thoughts.

Black Soul Nine thought that this was an alternative hint from his new master.

And here, there is a lot of history everywhere.

On the street, with its many museums and memorials, Black Soul Nine stood low under an old tree, silently looking at an old mansion in the middle of the alley.

Why is he watching?

He didn't know.

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......

San'er's life seems to have changed a little...... But it seems that nothing has changed.

She still runs her tofu shop, still takes care of her daughter Xiaoqi's daily life, and everything is as usual at work.

San'er felt that his life was actually like waiting for a cold boiled soy milk, light milky yellow, very calm, only a little rising water vapor.

But the surface of soy milk will solidify quickly, and as long as you pick it with a bamboo skewer, you can easily pick up another thing full of wrinkles: yuba.

Is Mark the bean curd that has condensed in her life?

"Put it here, okay?"

San'er, who was thinking about something in front of the stone mill, suddenly heard Mark's voice from behind, she was almost startled, and quickly turned around.

Mark was simply wearing an old-fashioned shirt...... It was originally a white shirt, but it has been yellowed in some places. Next to Mark there were a lot of molds - the tools used to press the tofu into shape.

Yellowed shirts, trousers with trousers rolled up, and small cracked leather shoes...... In an instant, San'er seemed to see a familiar figure that had already gone away.

Why...... Will he wear these clothes?

"Oh...... OK. ”

San'er nodded hurriedly, "I'm sorry for you." You don't have to do that......"

Mark said indifferently: "It's okay, I'm idle." I've put things here, so keep busy. ”

Mark didn't stay too long - San'er found that Mark was a relatively silent person a lot of the time, he didn't communicate with himself too much, and sometimes he might say a few words to Xiao Qi - but that was just because he was annoyed by Xiao Qi's abrasiveness, right?

Mark didn't say how long he would stay, and San'er didn't ask him how long he would stay...... It is as if this topic does not exist, or that everyone deliberately avoids it.

San'er continued to work.

That day, Zhang Kun came to see Mark and left, and the next day he came again to make trouble, but Mark did not show up at that time, and did not even leave the small room where he lived - it was the neighborhood that relieved San'er.

It's just that that night, I heard that Zhang Kun was drunk or something, fell into the pit, and broke his hands and feet...... Now he is still lying in the bed of the colonel hospital in the town, and he can't get out of bed for at least a month or two.

San'er sometimes wonders...... Did Zhang Kun really have an accident? And that night, Mark didn't seem to have stepped out of the room.

But she still didn't know.

She just knew that there was an extra man in her tofu shop - it had nothing to do with her, and that she had fished him up from the river by accident.

The man claimed to have lost his memory.

Then he said that his name was Mark and that he was living here for the time being.

The steam curled, and San'er picked up a thin piece of formed tofu skin, and then hung it up, and when it was cold, it was yuba.

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Cheng Yiran was also busy all day today as usual...... Of course, progress is certain, after all, enjoying so many resources.

Cheng Yiran can feel that the company's attention to him seems to have increased a lot - because Cheng Yun has obviously spent more time watching him in the past two days, and he also has a politeness that surprised Cheng Yiran.

But he still remembers the sight of Mr. Chung at K&C that night...... And, remembering the last words of this Mr. Zhong.

Just finished the day's class, Cheng Yiran was a little tired, and when he returned to the resting place, he found that Li Zifeng seemed to have been here for some time and was reading a magazine.

This person is always able to arrange what he needs well.

"Oh, it's back. Li Zifeng hurriedly put down the magazine in his hand and smiled: "How do you feel today?"

"It's ok. Cheng Yiran, who had just sat down, looked tired, his head slammed on the sofa, looking at the ceiling, and he looked a little distracted.

Li Zifeng smiled at this time: "Come, I'll tell you a good rest, the time for the debut has been determined." A golden show where you have time to sing a song and interact with the host!"

"That's good news. Cheng Yiran regained some of his spirit and nodded.

Li Zifeng said: "Work hard, I'm waiting for you to win the first battle!"

Cheng Yiran is naturally full of confidence.

But Li Zifeng suddenly said at this time: "It's the same, I found Hong Guan yesterday." ”

"Is it......" Cheng Yiran nodded, "What did he say?"

"He's ......" Li Zifeng paused, shook his head and said, "He rejected me and didn't ask for a job at the TV station." ”

"Why?" Cheng Yiran was stunned: "This is not ...... Isn't it nice?"

Li Zifeng said with a wry smile: "It stands to reason that it's good, but he told me something...... Again, tell me honestly, are you hiding something from the company?"

Cheng Yiran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously thought of the guitar...... Could it be that something was seen? Cheng Yiran couldn't help but think back to the previous performance in front of the big boss.

That night, although he conquered all the guests, he did not see anything strange in the big boss, Mr. Zhong, who did not seem to be affected by the guitar, and finally said something of unknown meaning to him.

To this day, Cheng Yiran always feels that the other meaning of that sentence makes him vaguely uneasy in his heart.

Cheng Yiran couldn't hide the uneasiness in his heart at this time, and showed it well in front of Li Zifeng, "I don't know what you want to say." ”

Li Zifeng took a deep breath and said, "Also, Hong Guan told me something...... What happened when you drifted north in the past. ”

"Hong Guan......" Cheng Yiran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Should it be ......?"

It wasn't a guitar thing...... But if it was the same thing when they drifted north, then it would be ......

Li Zifeng nodded and said, "Yes, he told me that you have done some things wrong and have also spent a few months in the detention center......"

"He actually told you!" he ......" Cheng Yiran suddenly interrupted Li Zifeng's words: "He actually ...... Why?!"

Cheng Yiran's face had a hint of anger because of this.

He never wanted to think of that past, and they didn't talk about it when they met, and this kind of agreement ...... But it was broken like this!

Hong Guan, Hong Guan...... Is it really because I have the opportunity to realize my dreams that I have made you like this, and treat all the previous agreements as nonsense?

A feeling of betrayal made Cheng Yiran clench his fists. (To be continued.) )