After learning of the situation, the villagers hurriedly organized manpower, and with Lin Fan to the halfway up the mountain, the group arrived at the bamboo forest, Lin Fan pointed to a collapsed house, and said to the villagers: "That's it, the uncle is buried here."

The villagers hurriedly cleaned up the remnants of the wall tiles, and after more than ten minutes, they finally saw Zhang Jianjun.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun had already stopped breathing, his body was facing up, with a smile on his face, a hundred-pound remnant stone wall pressed on Zhang Jianjun's chest, looking at the dead Zhang Jianjun, Lin Fan was very heavy, thinking that Zhang Jianjun died to save himself, tears flowed involuntarily.

A villager with good foot strength hurriedly ran to the city to tell the city government about the situation, but by the time the villager and the officials arrived, it was already the next morning.

The villagers removed the stones that had been pressed against Zhang Jianjun, and two of them took off their clothes, put their clothes on the soil where the water had decreased, and lifted Zhang Jianmin's body and placed it on it.

The contemplative old man sitting on a stone asked Lin Fan, "Tell me about the specific situation?"

Lin Fan told the old man about picking pears and chasing hares until he ran back to the village to call people, and the only thing he didn't say was about the female ghost with a miserable white face.

Li Lao thought for a while and said to Lin Fan: "Go to him and kowtow three heads."

Lin Fan walked in front of Zhang Jianjun's body, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Early the next morning, six officials and the villagers also arrived, one of them was about forty years old, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and a powerful official in uniform.

"How's it going, Xiao Wu?"

More than half an hour later, a fifty-year-old official standing next to him, with half of the white hair on the top of his head, and a medium-sized officer, asked one of the officials, and this little Wu then said: "Well, it's almost, after a preliminary investigation, the deceased was about thirty-five years old, male, the time of death was around half past three yesterday morning, his chest sank, and it is estimated that he died of internal bleeding caused by heavy pressure."

"Okay, that Xiaolin, you will go back to the city and tell the lord that the houses in this village have collapsed badly due to the storm, and a man has died on the mountainside," the white-haired official said to another officer.

After more than half an hour, the villagers made a simple stretcher and carried Zhang Jianjun's body down the mountain, and the officials loaded Zhang Jianjun's body into a carriage and left the place.

After the officials and the villagers left, the old man took out a note and handed it to Lin Fan, and said: "You have no relatives and no reason, and the village is really declining, so you can take this place and find a person named Zhang Yangchen, who may give you some work and let you have enough to eat."

On the same day, Lin Fan embarked on the road out of the mountain, this was the first time he had left the village and walked such a long way alone.

...

Zhang Jianjun, when he was a child, he has been sleeping in the open air, hungry, he will find some food in the garbage heap, thirsty, as long as there is water, even if it is the water in the stinky ditch, he will drink, sleepy, just find a place to lie down and sleep, that year Zhang Jianjun, who was a teenager, barefoot, tattered and dirty, passed by a steamed bun shop, there was a basket of freshly steamed pork buns on the table at the door of the bun shop, while the shopkeeper was not paying attention, Zhang Jianjun, who was hungry, ran away with a meat bun in each hand.

"Thief, you stop"

The shopkeeper's son, who was about the same age as Zhang Jianjun, chased in the direction that Zhang Jianjun ran.

"Come back, don't chase it"

The shopkeeper shouted in the back, but the shopkeeper's son had already chased Zhang Jianjun, and the shopkeeper had no choice but to let his wife look at the shop, and he chased after him.

Zhang Jianjun was eating meat buns while running with a girl, and suddenly Zhang Jianjun was choked by the meat buns and stopped, and the shopkeeper's son grabbed Zhang Jianjun's tattered clothes with both hands and shouted: "You thief, run, run."

Later, the owner of the steamed bun shop took pity on Zhang Jianjun's life experience, so he took Zhang Jianjun and asked him to help in the shop, when he was in the steamed bun shop, it was Zhang Jianjun's happiest time, no need to worry about eating and drinking, the proprietress also bought new clothes for Zhang Jianjun, the owner's son was called Zhou Huawen, and soon established a good friend relationship with Zhang Jianjun.

Half a year later, late one night, the shopkeeper and the proprietress and Zhou Huawen and Zhang Jianjun were busy at the entrance of the store, when suddenly a group of robbers came in the middle of the night, and the sharp-eyed Zhou Huawen hid Zhang Jianjun, who was kneading the dough next to him, and the shopkeeper and his wife and Zhou Huawen were killed on the spot.

After this appalling robbery was dealt with, Zhang Jianjun became an orphan again, and then worked around to save some silver taels, came to the mountainside of this mountain to build a house, and made a bamboo forest to survive, that day he saw Lin Fan, who looked quite similar to Zhou Huawen, so he changed his previous taciturn and said a lot of words to Lin Fan.

This is also the reason why when the house was about to collapse, Zhang Jianjun pushed Lin Fan away.

"Boss, boss, Chinese, I'm here", Zhang Jianjun smiled and closed his eyes, and was buried in the rubble.

It is said that Lin Fan was like escaping from the famine, and he walked for three days before he arrived at a carriage shop, and several middle-aged men standing on the side of the road surrounded him and asked Lin Fan where he was going.

"Where are you going?

A middle-aged man came up to Lin Fan and said, Lin Fan thought about it and said, "Go to Haize City.... I want to think about it", Lin Fan thought about the address on the note left by the old man, and after thinking about it, Lin Fan said again: "A place called Gujie"

"Gujie, okay, twenty-three taels, whether you want to go or not, I'll tell you that this price is the lowest", the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"But I only have twenty taels," Lin Fan replied with a bowed head.

"Okay, twenty taels is twenty taels, when you meet outside, you are friends, go, get in the carriage, hey, don't you have any luggage?"

The middle-aged man said, Lin Fan shook his head, and after following the middle-aged man for dozens of meters, he saw the carriage that the man said, but the carriage was too broken, and the horse seemed to have a foot injury.

"If you're sleepy, just sleep, it's almost five days before you arrive."

After the middle-aged man picked up the horsewhip, he threw a whip on the horse's back, then turned his head to Lin Fan and said, stop and go, stop and go, and in a flash, he arrived at the ancient street of Haize City, and Lin Fan was sleeping comfortably and was suddenly woken up.

"Hey, it's here, wake up"

The man who was driving the car pushed Lin Fan and shouted, Lin Fan looked up at the carriage window, a street sign with two big characters on the ancient street was inserted on the side of the road, Lin Fan jumped out of the carriage, and twisted his sore waist and neck.

It's bad, Lin Fan suddenly thought that the silver in his pocket had paid the fare, and it was the middle of the night on the third watch, and the shops on the roadside had been closed for rest during this period, Lin Fan only knew that the note said Haize City Ancient Street, but Lin Fan didn't know the specific place.

Lin Fan is now at the intersection of the ancient street, thinking that the person who came seems to have said that it is a green brick road next to the intersection of the ancient street, and there is a two-story restaurant along the green brick road.

Lin Fan saw that next to the intersection of the street, there was a two-lane wide green brick road, two rows were planted with peach trees, Lin Fan walked into the green brick road but was stunned, it turned out that next to the two rows of peach trees, there was a whole row of two-story buildings, each two-story building, about 20 meters apart, about 30 meters away from the green brick road, neatly arranged along the green brick road endlessly.

"There are so many two-story buildings, you can't see the bottom at a glance, which one is Zhang Chenfeng in?", Lin Fan thought anxiously.

"Zhang Yangchen, Zhang Yangchen"

So Lin Fan shouted loudly, and shouted on the cement road in the middle of the night.

"You rabbit cub, are you shouting that I believe it or not, go out and flatten you, what about the soul at night?"

After shouting a dozen times as he walked, a window on the second floor of a building opened, and a man in his thirties stuck his head out of the window and shouted.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm looking for someone, do you know Zhang Yangchen", Lin Fan looked up and said to the man.

"I know your size, you want to call the soul elsewhere, don't affect my sleep", the man said angrily and closed the window.

After Lin Fan walked for a mile or so, he sat on the green brick road and rested for a while, and continued to shout Zhang Yangchen, Zhang Yangchen, at this time, two catchers on horseback came up from the green brick road and stopped next to Lin Fan.

One of them quickly asked, "Kid, what are you doing here?"

Lin Fan replied hesitantly: "That, I just arrived in Haize City, and I came here to find someone, but I don't know where to live."

The questioning catcher glanced at Lin Fan suspiciously and asked, "I don't know where I live?"

"Yes, I came here by myself in a carriage," Lin Fan replied.

The two catchers glanced at each other, and the questioning catcher said, "You can go to the yamen with us first."

After Lin Fan was brought to the yamen by two street patrol arresters, the arresters who asked him not long ago brought a piece of paper and a brush and said, "Write down the information of the person you are looking for."

"I don't know, I only remember one name", Lin Fan replied helplessly.

"Then write the other person's name and address"

After Lin Fan finished writing, the catcher quickly left, Lin Fan was squatting on the ground in a room similar to a prison cell, and Lin Fan was squatting with Lin Fan, as well as two young people about twenty years old, who were sitting together and negotiating because of fighting with each other.

"Come with me, kid, how are you two negotiating?" said one of the catchers as he walked to the wooden fence.

"It's negotiated, it's negotiated, big brother, the two of us shake hands and promise not to commit it again," said a man dressed in brown.

"I'll come back to you two later, kid, come with me"

Lin Fan followed the catcher, and when he arrived at the door of a room around the corner, the catcher stood at the door and said, "Xiao Chen, this kid was brought back in your jurisdiction, saying that he was looking for someone, you can check it."

"You come in, what's the name of the person you're looking for?"

A catcher sitting in the room said, Lin Fan was very nervous after entering, and the catcher smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, let's say, what is the name of your relative?"

"His name is Zhang Yangchen, and he only knows that he has opened a restaurant", Lin Fan replied honestly.

"You'll Wait"

After speaking, the catcher took a wooden chair and handed it to Lin Fan, and after Lin Fan sat down, he took out the account book of the registered restaurant information from the wooden cabinet next to him and inquired about it.