It has always been a matter of debate whether talent or environment affects people. But in Lu Shanmin's view, this is actually a very simple question. Under the same talent, the environment is the decisive factor that affects a person, and under the same environment, talent is the determining factor that affects life.

For Lu Shanmin, if he was still in Mazui Village, he would still be the ignorant mountain villager, if he wasn't caught in this chess game, he would just be an ordinary person who worked honestly for his life. There wouldn't be the city and so many ideas it has today.

Jin Buchang has been hiding in Tibet for more than ten years, from his youth to his early age, and his perception and sensitivity to danger far exceed that of ordinary people. His cunning and scoundrel were not created in the environment of more than ten years.

It's just that Lu Shanmin was a little puzzled, and in the face of a stranger in the middle of the night, Jin Buchang could boldly admit that he was a rich child.

Jin Buchang seemed to see Lu Shanmin's doubts, and said with a smile: "I look like this, who believes that I am a rich second generation, if Huang Mazi believes it, he will not strip off my clothes and throw me out, true or false, those who don't believe will never believe it, even if I pretend to be a flower child, I will come to the door."

Lu Shanmin smiled, "You have long seen that I came to you on purpose"?

Jin Buchang put his hand into Lu Shanmin's pocket, took out a cigarette and a lighter, lit it, took a deep breath, and enjoyed it.

"In this place, you can't even see a dog in the middle of the night, let alone a person. You don't rob money or sex, you don't smoke, and you specially prepared cigarettes for me, even a fool can guess."

"Then you're not afraid?" Lu Shanmin smiled with a little puzzlement.

Jin does not change the clouds and spits out the fog, and the cigarette butts are bright and extinguished in the dark night.

"Gedong has been hiding in Tibet for more than ten years, and he has to think carefully when he sees anyone, and he has long practiced a pair of fiery eyes, as long as he sweeps the afterglow, he can see the good guys and bad guys, I can see that you have no ill will towards me."

Lu Shanmin smiled, slightly relieved in his heart. "You have a good eye".

"But I'm curious", Jin Buyi turned his head to look at the face of the mountain people, "who are you, where did you know about me, how did you find here, and what is the purpose of you looking for me."

Lu Shanmin was about to speak, but Jin Buchang raised his hand and interrupted: "Stop, although I'm curious, but I."

If you're not interested, don't say it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Lu Shanmin.

Lu Shanmin's brows furrowed slightly, "I didn't have so much cash on me, not to mention that we just had an opening conversation."

Jin Buchang cut it, got up and patted the fiery panties, "I have long known that things are not so good, there are traps in the sky, and there has never been a pie." ”

As he spoke, he raised his feet and walked forward, waved his hand behind his back, "This box of cigarettes is a labor fee, thank you."

Lu Shanmin looked at Jin Buchang, who disappeared into the night, and was not too disappointed, how could it be so easy to explain the truth from the beginning of the person who had been hiding incognito for more than ten years.

The autumn wind blew, and a trace of vague breath drifted with the wind, Lu Shanmin got up and looked, and there was a rickety figure standing under the street lamp a hundred meters away.

Lu Shanmin raised his feet and slowly walked towards the man, and as the distance got closer, he felt an inexplicable palpitation.

About twenty meters away from the man, Lu Shanmin stopped. Although the street lamp was dim, with his eyesight, he could already clearly see the person's appearance.

It was an old man, with gray hair, dry and thin, with a wrinkled face, a clean and neat suit in white-washed clothes, and although his eyes were half-squinted, there was a clear light in his eyes, and his hands were behind his back.

An old voice came out of his mouth, not loud or small, but it seemed to come from the sky.

"I have no ill will towards you."

"I know, the guy who came last time was your friend."

Lu Shanmin's heart shook slightly, he felt that the old man's realm was very high, but he didn't expect him to be able to perceive the big black head hiding in the dark.

"I just wanted to ask a few questions".

The autumn wind blew, and the old man's hair flew and looked as if he could be blown down by the wind at any moment.

"We have long forgotten the past, so let him live this life normally."

Lu Shanmin said lightly: "He's not doing well now."

"Prosperity and wealth are just a passing moment, we just want to live quietly now."

"That's just your senior's thoughts, he is still young, and there are infinite possibilities in life."

The old man was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "You know how we have been for more than ten years

Have you survived, it's been a few years of peace in the past few years, so don't force me."

Lu Shanmin slowly took two steps forward and said coldly: "Since I found you, do you still think that your predecessors can continue to live a peaceful life?"

The old man's eyes widened, and his body exuded a harsh aura, "Are you threatening me"?

Lu Shanmin said lightly: "My father's death, your Jin family can't get rid of it."

"You're not afraid that I'll kill you"?

Lu Shanmin smiled, "The realm of the old-timers is extraordinary, but the body should have been seriously injured and left hidden dangers, I want to leave, you can't stop me."

The old man said lightly: "We want to leave, but you can't stop it."

Lu Shanmin smiled, "Of course I can't stop you, but I'm not alone in Pingyang County, if you dare to leave easily, I will expose your whereabouts."

The old man's eyes widened, and the invisible aura was slowly released, enveloping the landed mountain people.

After a while, the old man reined in his breath and sighed.

"You're right, I'm not sure I'll leave your life here."

Saying that, he turned around and slowly left, "I can't be the master of this matter, if you can convince him, I have no opinion."

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In a shabby small room, Kim Buchang was lying on the bed in his pants. Hearing the door knocking, he pretended to close his eyes.

Lu Qingfeng walked to the bed, bent down his rickety body, grabbed the quilt with his dry palm and covered Jin Buchang's body, and said to himself: "I let you go last time, but you didn't listen, and now it's not so easy to leave."

Saying that, he slowly sat on the edge of the bed and muttered, "You are waiting for him on purpose, since he came out, you have been following his news for the past two years." I know you're not reconciled, you're thinking that the Lu family can get up if it falls, and you can too. But you think too simply, he is just a chess piece, once he loses his use value, he is an outcast, and he is tied to the same boat as a dead end."

Lu Qingfeng sighed, "Don't forget what your grandfather said to you back then, give up all grievances, live well, and keep a trace of blood for the Jin family."

As he spoke, he patted the quilt lightly and sighed again. "You have to think clearly".