The room was dim and unbright.

Chu Tiannan was originally puzzled, thinking that this group of people was used to hiding in such a corner and hiding in such a corner place, and heard Na Yeduo's explanation.

I knew that this Lao Wang was for tax avoidance, that is, it was very simple tax avoidance, the border tax was too high, and the supporting industries were very messy, but almost all of them were heavy taxes.

It is almost necessary to hang a few banners for this kind of border city: Regardless of the region, danger and opportunity coexist.

This kind of place, some people like to come, and some people hate it.

Chu Tiannan entered the room, but he didn't feel anything.

We have to hurry up and see Lao Wang and find out who is behind them.

"Light the lights. Nayedo said.

In the dark environment, Chu Tiannan could vaguely distinguish that it was Song Ziwen, that is, the third child started to move, he took out a lighter from his pocket, and he didn't know where he took out the kerosene lamp and lit it, the light flickered on and off, and the fire dragon swallowed.

Gradually, the room had a warm glow.

Chu Tiannan looked at the environment, it looked like an abandoned old warehouse, and some old items had been removed, but there were still a few wooden boxes piled up, and there were tables and chairs in front of him, just enough for three or four people to sit down.

Several people sat opposite each other.

Na Yeduo said with a smile: "Brother Chu, don't worry, let's wait, Lao Wang will be here soon." ”

No matter who it is, it seems that as long as he stays with Chu Tiannan for a long time, he can't help but call Brother Chu.

Jian Chen is like this, and so is the boss of the sand thieves.

In addition to the realm, there is also the ability to lead.

Yelu Feiguang is the best proof of Chu Tiannan's ability as a leader.

In the dark and secluded environment, from time to time there was the sound of small insects burning by kerosene lamps exploding and rattling, no one spoke, and a staircase could be vaguely seen in the distance, which should lead to the main entrance of Wang Kee's blacksmith shop.

Several people looked at the stairs, waiting for someone to come down.

Time ticks by.

"As long as the lights are on, Lao Wang will come down. ”

Nayedo said.

Despite this, Lao Wang usually spends most of his time striking iron, and he will only notice what is happening here after striking iron.

It's really funny to say, I don't know how many big people have been here in this secluded and dark room, and they all have to sit on this cold bench without exception, waiting for Lao Wang to come down after finishing the iron.

Speaking of which, there is still some mystery.

Some people's hobbies can really affect many people.

The sound of cowhide shoes rubbing against the wooden plank, the sound of kicking on the stairs, came out slowly, there was a glimmer of light, but in the still dim room, someone finally wanted to come down.

The person who came was hunched up, carrying a lantern in his hand, a small portable lamp for lighting, and listening to his breathing and footsteps, he could tell that it was an old man in his twilight.

Call...... Suck......

In the middle of exhaling and breathing, he gasped for breath and slowly approached.

The closer he walked, the old man looked at it three times in one step, stopped, looked left and right, and looked Chu Tiannan up and down.

"Damn, why are you Lao Li. ”

Chu Tiannan looked at Na Yeduo in confusion, and his heart instantly became vigilant; "He's not Lao Wang?"

"He is Lao Wang's housekeeper, called Lao Li, and has been with Lao Wang for more than ten years. ”

"And the butler who strikes the iron?"

"Well, that's not called an apprentice. ”

Chu Tiannan will be skeptical.

The old man limped over, helped him to help, and his body couldn't stand upright, and looking at the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes shining by the light, the old man must be at least sixty years old.

It's not tough, it's a manual worker, and it's sick when you're old.

The old man was more than ten years ago, about forty-five years old, he should still be very tough, the iron striker is three religions and nine streams, the old man and the boy, it is normal, especially in this remote place, as long as he is willing to work hard.

Lao Wang's shop also has other businesses, and it is always possible to support a few people.

Only then did Chu Tiannan relax his vigilance, the old man had no realm, he was just an ordinary person.

"Little Er, he can't come. ”

Lao Li has been a housekeeper for many years, much older than Wang Xiaoer, and Lao Wang also asks the old man to call him Xiaoer on weekdays.

If you get used to it, you will come when you open your mouth.

"What's the matter that can't come, Lao Wang is a bachelor, is it possible to have a baby with a mother-in-law in the countryside?"

Na Yeduo was already cheated by the employer that Lao Wang was looking for, and he was angry for a while, and his speech was a little arrogant.

"Xiao Er is dead. The old man slowly stretched out his sleeve, wiped the dust from the lampshade in his hand, and looked at the light inside, as if reminiscing about the people of the past.

"Dead?" said Nayedo.

In his impression, Lao Wang is the kind of person who is very reluctant, and he has always been very cautious, how could he die for no reason.

"It's dead. ”

"How could he die?"

"If you want to die, you die. ”

Nayedor sat cross-legged, "Lao Wang must have heard some rumors and hid, right? If you can see him, there is no need to tell him, I am not here to trouble him, but to trouble my employer." ”

He still didn't believe it.

Nayedo would rather believe that the lord of the city is dead than that the old king is dead.

He lives like a fly and mouse, except for a few people who know the roots, Lao Wang almost never reveals his identity to anyone, and he has been making money quietly.

If you are in trouble, you will hide, and if you are not in trouble, you will not cause trouble.

Such a silent person will die.

The old man paused his portable lamp on the table, wiped the lantern with his patched sleeve, and said tremblingly, "He died two days ago. ”

"How did you die. ”

The old man spoke eloquently.

Chu Tiannan and Na Yeduo listened in their hearts.

Lao Li said that Wang Xiaoer has never been far away.

One day when I was striking iron at home, someone suddenly sent a note.

Wang Lao Er went into the house to pack up a lot of things, and told Lao Li a lot of things.

Lao Li didn't turn his head to look at them, but just used his dirty sleeves to constantly wipe the lantern cover and wipe all the dust off it.

"On the day Xiao Er left, he said what he had said for more than ten years at once. ”

"I mentioned a lot of friends, said a lot of things when I was young, before Xiao Er was a blacksmith, I was an apprentice who worked hard by his side, and then Xiao Er wanted to do this business, earn this money, repair the backyard, contact some friends, and did it for so many years. ”

"He doesn't have any special hobbies, he never spends money indiscriminately, and his favorite thing to do is strike iron. ”

"When he died, I cleaned up the house, and I only had a deposit of more than 100,000 yuan. Lao Li said.

"Xiao Er said that the money was left to me, but I'm an old man, what do I want this money for. ”

Lao Li's eyes were swaying, and his dirty sleeves wiped his eyes, but there were not many tears in his eyes, and even if he was old, even if he cried, his eyes were only slightly moister.

Lao Li sighed and sighed: "When Xiao Er's backpack left, he said that people would have to pay it back sooner or later. ”