When Old Man Meng woke up, Meng Yi was naturally ecstatic.

Meng Yi has been dependent on his grandfather since he was a child, and he has the best relationship with his grandfather. When he came back the day before yesterday and heard his grandfather paralyzed in bed, Meng Yi was so sad that he could hardly speak.

But now that grandpa has woken up, Meng Yi wants to kowtow to Tang Ding directly.

The ancestors and grandsons said goodbye, but Tang Ding looked at the thousand-year-old ginseng spit out by Old Man Meng, and thought thoughtfully.

This thousand-year-old ginseng with a yin and evil aura has not been digested in Old Man Meng's body for three years.

However, this thousand-year-old ginseng is a genuine thousand-year-old ginseng, and the yin and evil qi in ginseng is by no means formed in a day, but goes deep into the bone marrow.

According to Tang Ding's speculation, this evil aura should come from the earth, and there is no other possibility. Because ginseng grows in the soil, and its growing conditions are quite harsh, the nutrients it needs come from the soil, and this soil should be the source of this evil spirit.

But how can there be evil qi in this soil? It must be that there is something very bad in this soil that affects the properties of the soil.

Tang Ding has seen a lot of things with evil energy, but the evil energy is so heavy that even the nature of the soil can be changed, which is very rare.

Of course, if this object with a strong evil qi only produces evil qi in the ginseng in the air, then the evil qi of this ginseng will not penetrate deep into the bone marrow, and it will not be able to absorb the old man's yin soul and let the yin soul not go away. So Tang Ding feels that this is not very likely.

But one thing is certain, there must be something very evil around this ginseng plant.

However, the specific situation needs to be asked Meng Yi.

Over there, the topic of Meng Yi and his grandfather has been brought to Meng Yi's son, who is still a minor but left home to work in Harbin.

Although Meng Xiaozi was self-reliant when he was a child, and he also followed Meng Yi up the mountain and into the water, the character of the child who grew up in the mountains was too simple, and when such a character went outside, I was afraid that his head would break and bleed.

When Mr. Meng heard that his grandson was in Harbin, he was about to pack his things to find his grandson, but he was stopped by Meng Yi.

"Harbin is so big, you are so old, you are not familiar with the place, where can you find someone?"

Old man Meng also knew that Meng Yi was telling the truth, but when he thought that his grandson had gone out to work in order to earn money for his own treatment, his eyes were cloudy old tears, and he couldn't stop wiping them.

"Old man, what tools do you often touch from your grandson, or what do you usually rub?"

He usually rubbed a lot of things, he used a burning stick to make fires, a sickle for beating pigweed, and textbooks that he often read. ”

"Show me all of this. ”

Tang Ding watched the old man find out all the things that he usually came into contact with from his grandson.

After Tang Ding looked at them one by one, although there was a teenager's aura on it, this aura was too weak for Tang Ding to use to deduce his location.

The burning stick is made of wood, and the handle of the sickle is also made of wood, and these wooden objects cannot hold the breath at all, let alone the textbook.

"Does Meng Dong have any other tools that he plays with a lot? Or what toys he likes to play with? Oh, preferably metal. ”

The old man's gratitude to Tang Ding was overflowing, and he was also extremely serious about answering Tang Ding's question, he thought for a moment, "Metal? Oh, by the way, his favorite thing to play with is a little musket from his childhood, well, copper." ”

"Oh, show it to me. ”

The old man took out the polished brass pistol from the drawer and handed it to Tang Ding.

Tang Ding felt the breath in this pistol, this breath was very pure and clean, only the breath of a teenager, Tang Ding seemed to see the process of Meng Dong from a child to a teenager.

"What do you want this thing for?" The old man couldn't help but ask when he saw that Tang Ding didn't speak for a long time.

"With this pistol, you can find Meng Dong. ”

"Really?" said the old man's face was full of surprise.

Meng Yi had long known that Tang Ding was not an ordinary person, but even if he was not an ordinary person, he could find someone with a toy pistol that he often played with? Meng Yi was deeply skeptical.

This pistol was bought by Meng Yi for his son. That was the first time Meng Yi took Meng Dong to the mountains to hunt, Meng Yi had a very worn mosin Nagant, and Meng Dong always looked at the gun in his father's hand with longing, so Meng Yi exchanged a pheasant for the brass revolver in Meng Dong's hand.

This pistol is beautifully shaped, realistic, and is a 75 percent replica of a viper, heavy and weighty. Meng Dong liked it very much.

However, with a pistol to find someone? Meng Yi felt incredible.

Although Meng Yi didn't believe it, Old Man Meng was looking forward to Tang Ding, "Then when will we leave?"

"I can do it anytime, and it's okay to go now. ”

"Okay, let's go now, and if we can't do it at night, we'll sleep in the mountains for the night. "Although Old Man Meng is already in his old age, he has been a hunter since he was a child, and he is not unaccustomed to staying in the mountains at night.

Meng Yi is not as simple as his grandfather, after all, he came out and mixed in the Siberian training camp for three years, what kind of characters are in the Siberian training camp, and what can he learn?

"This, it will take several days to go to Harbin, will it really not delay your business?" Meng Yi This is a euphemism, asking Tang Ding if he is sure. If you are sure, you will not delay time, and if you are not sure, you will have to find ten days and a half months, and there may not be news.

Moreover, Meng Yi felt sincerely grateful to Tang Ding for helping him. To be honest, with his relationship with Tang Ding, he can't let Tang Ding help him so much. Thousands of miles to come, and then to go east and west, it takes time and energy.

Meng Yi knew that Tang Ding was the largest shareholder of the Siberian training camp, and he definitely didn't help him for money. And he himself is also the world's No. 2 in black boxing, and he is famous, and he doesn't need his help at all. Even to some extent, Tang Ding can be regarded as his master.

If these were excluded, Meng Yi would have to wonder if Tang Ding was gay? Of course, this kind of thought Meng Yi just flashed in his mind.

He really couldn't think of what Tang Ding was helping him so for?

"No delay, I'm fine anyway. Oh, by the way, something, I want to go and see where you dig ginseng, let's get Meng Dong back, you take me to see. ”

Tang Ding didn't say please, and there was no pleading in his tone, but in this way, Meng Yi felt normal.

"Okay, but if you're in a hurry, we can go first. ”

"No, let's find Meng Dong first. ”

Meng Yi nodded, looking at his grandfather who was packing up his things, "Let's go?"

"Grandpa, don't go, let's just go and pick up Dongzi back, you can wait at home. ”

"No, I have to go, my grandson is going to the provincial capital where he wants to earn money for me to treat the sick, so I definitely have to go. ”

Meng Yi couldn't resist the old man, so he could only take it with him. There was nothing to prepare, just some water, and the four of them immediately set out on their way.

It usually takes five or six hours to walk from Jiang'an Village to the township where cars can be connected.

The departure time is in the afternoon and evening, in fact, this point is the most inappropriate time, because even if you go to the dark, you can't get to the township, you can only stay in the mountains overnight.

From Jiang'an Village to the township, the villagers generally set off early in the morning, then arrive at noon, finish their work in a hurry, and then rush back.

Who let Jiang'an Village go to the township to open to traffic at all, it is all mountain roads.

With Tang Ding's footsteps alone, an hour is enough. But after all, Old Man Meng is old and doesn't walk so fast, so he walks more slowly.

When night had completely fallen, they came to a small cave not far from the roadside, and everyone decided to spend the night here and leave early in the morning.

Make a fire to cook, and have nothing to say all night.

Early the next morning, I set off early to the township, and then got on the bus to the provincial capital.

Harbin, long-distance bus station, got off, took a taxi, the driver asked for the address, Meng Yi looked at Tang Ding.

"Drive, I'll tell you how to get there. ”

Tang Ding directed the taxi to turn around, came to a wholesale vegetable market, paid and got off.

This is the largest vegetable wholesale market in Harbin, located in the suburbs, covering a vast area. All kinds of vehicles come in and out.

"Meng Dong here?" Meng Yi asked.

Tang Ding nodded, "Inside, follow me in." ”

Tang Ding took the three of them, did not hesitate, nor did he look around, but went straight through the parking area and came to the innermost fresh area.

There are a variety of fresh products such as fish and meat, as well as live sheep.

A young man was in front of a stall selling mutton, cutting meat with his hands and feet, cutting half a slice of pork in front of his elbow, back elbow, and pork belly into different categories.

The teenager is very skilled in his work, and he is a good hand at cutting meat. The young man cut the meat, and the proprietress on the side greeted the customer, "The pig just killed today, come, ensure freshness." ”

This young man is Meng Dong, Meng Yi's son.

In fact, Meng Yi and the others had already followed Tang Ding's gaze to see Meng Dong who was busy cutting meat with his head down, but because there were customers at the door of the store and Meng Dong was busy, the four of them did not step forward directly.

The four of them didn't step forward directly, but a few young people who were hanging out of the crowd crossed Tang Ding and the four of them, walked outside Meng Dong's meat-cutting shop, and shouted inside through the people, "Banniang, this month's sanitation fee should be paid, and you can't always let people do the cleaning for nothing." ”

"Oh, it's Brother Wolf, okay, okay, how much does it cost?" asked the proprietress with a smile as she weighed the meat.

"Two thousand a month, hurry up and hand it in. ”

"Two thousand? This is too expensive, how much does my little stall earn a month? Besides, I heard the people next to me say that their sanitation fees are all 1,000 yuan, how can it be my turn to become 2,000?" Although the proprietress felt angry in her heart, she didn't dare to show her anger on her face to these people, so she could only ask with a pleasant smile.

"If you want to pay it, why do you have so much nonsense! Someone else has 1,000, that's because people have come to the market early, and if you come late like this, you have to pay 2,000. ”

"You, aren't you bullying?" the proprietress was really angry.