Zheng Xinfeng couldn't figure it out, looking at Jiang Che from his point of view, Jiang Che was not a person who would make mistakes, at least he wouldn't for more than a year.

But this time, it was clear that he was making a mistake, and suddenly he was in trouble with himself for no reason.

In the past, he could easily solve more difficult situations and more difficult people to deal with, but this time he was inexplicably stumped by a muddy person who was not an opponent at all, which can only be said to be his own problem.

In fact, it is precisely because Huang Laotong is not an opponent that this matter does not seem difficult at first glance, that Jiang Che is particularly insistent this time.

He's struggling with himself: I don't believe it yet, and if I don't play tricky, I can't even handle a "scoundrel bastard".

However, in the current overall environment, it is indeed difficult to nail people on a charge of counterfeiting and shoddy. On the other hand, the hand that Huang Lao played with him, and let the half-paralyzed old father take his life to die, can indeed disgust the dead.

"I heard that Huang Laotong has been very leisurely in the past two days, he just wanders around and blows around when he has nothing to do", Zheng Xinfeng was so angry that he said, "Dude is almost angry, do you have an idea?"

"I can't let him go on like this. Jiang Che thought for a while and said.

He was actually annoyed, this matter had developed like this, and Huang Laotong's posture outside now was no different from sneering at his face, which was really a little aggrieved.

Hearing this, Zheng Xinfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Get him?"

Jiang Che thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, let's call some people from Chaliao to come over, and then go to a public security bureau and police station every day, saying that we have eaten fake spicy noodles and are sick, and we want to report the case." Report it once a day to see how much more he can get away. ”

The look of anticipation on Zheng Xinfeng's face suddenly collapsed, and he said in frustration: "That's it, that's it, forget it." If you do it like this, before you can disgust him, the tea house will become a joke. ”

With a little helplessness, Zheng Xinfeng left Jiang Che's room and went back to his room. If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Che had let Sandun stare at him for the past two days, he wouldn't be allowed to mess around...... He had already gone to school to feed the children of the leader's family.

Now in this situation, Lao Zheng was a little disheartened, he decided not to toss anything, and buried his head in sleep.

After Zheng Xinfeng left, Jiang Che sat alone in the room for a while, didn't think of a way, and was a little depressed.

He estimated that this matter would have to be tossed for a few days, and it was not a matter of empty consumption, so he simply did the matter of "sending local products to Professor Shi in exchange for extra points in the college entrance examination".

I found the note I got in Shenghai from my bag and called it.

"I haven't received a call from you for so many days, I thought you were too busy to forget about me?"

On the other end of the phone, Professor Shi should have known that Jiang Che had already been to Shenghai and got the phone.

And it seems that he still knows that Jiang Che has returned to Nanguan, so he stays in Gyeongju.

"No, it won't. Jiang Che originally wanted to say, I'm going to look for you now, but when I looked out the window, the sky was gloomy and the cold wind was gusting, as if it was about to rain heavily, so he changed his words and said, "Where is Professor Shi, I'll look for you tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow," Professor Shi paused and asked, "Well, do you know about Zenrinsa Temple? ”

Jiang Che hadn't heard of it, but since it was a temple and was in the city, he said, "I should be able to find it." ”

"That's good, then I might have to trouble you to find me over there tomorrow, I'm really sorry, I'm in a hurry here. Professor Shi was very apologetic and said, "The temple is about to be emptied and sealed, and I still have a lot of data that I have not collected completely." ”

"Understood. Jiang Che said.

"Thank you. Professor Shi smiled.

…………

On the outskirts of Gyeongju, there is a small river, a river bay, and the withered aquatic plants in winter are yellow and black, and the clumps are bare and stuck near the shore.

Fifty-four-year-old Huang Laotong sat on the shore with a fishing rod in hand.

The counterfeiting workshop can't start work for the time being, and the half-paralyzed old father keeps it for nothing, and it's cumbersome, Huang Laotong has already asked his sister and brother-in-law to come and pick them up first.

When my sister came to pick up someone, she persuaded the old father a few words, and quarreled with him, the eldest brother, and exposed his idea of beating him in public.

There is a lot of discussion in the village now, but Huang Laotong doesn't care at all, if he cares, he wouldn't dare to leave his paralyzed old father at his sister's house. Anyway, the old man is easy to deceive, his heart is full of his son, and he needs to go back, admit his mistake, say a few good words, and the old man will still come back and take his life to carry things for him.

Huang Laotong, who didn't want to stay at home, was happy to show his face outside and brag, and "no one could move" carried the fishing rod early in the morning and rode out to fish.

Speaking of fishing rods, Huang Laotong used to use ordinary bamboo rods, just like everyone else. However, this time the shotgun was replaced, and a lot of money was made by making fake spicy strips, and the fishing rod in Huang Laotong's hand is newly bought, which is said to be a high-end product imported from Japanese benzene, and is black lacquer, which not only looks exquisite, but also retractable and tough.

Other people's bamboo poles can only be thrown a few meters away from the shore, but his can be thrown into the middle of the river.

This morning, there were several big fish, and almost all the people who were fishing nearby came to see it, and Huang Laotong felt very face-saving.

The sky suddenly became very gloomy, and the cold wind was blowing for a while, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily.

Quite a few people fishing along the river began to pack their things and prepare to go home.

In the small forest dozens of meters away behind the riverbank, Xiao Wen, who was ordered by the master to come out to keep an eye on Huang Laotong, looked up at the sky, a little worried, he and Xiao Huang came out without an umbrella, if it rained heavily for a while, they would have to follow Huang Laotong, and it was estimated that they would have to get drenched.

"It's boring, it's better to watch Master Tai fall in love. Xiaowen said while looking into the distance.

"yes, yes, just squat all morning and watch an old bastard fish. Xiao Huang looked intently at the comic book called "The Death of Li Yuanba" in his hand, and nodded casually in agreement.

They have been watching for almost three hours, Huang Laotong has been sitting by the river fishing, there is no abnormality at all, and the initial tension and concentration of the two have long been exhausted together.

"Looks like we're leaving. Xiaowen patted Xiao Huang on the shoulder.

"Really?" Xiao Huang replied casually, there were still a few pages left in the comic book in his hand, and he was reluctant to put it down.

A few dozen meters away, the last fisherman to leave rode quickly past the road, turned his head and shouted: "Lao Huang, you still don't leave? It will rain soon." ”

Huang Laotong didn't turn his head or say anything, he was gritting his teeth.

The rod in his hand was stretched in a large arc, and the line was very tight, but it was still completely pulled into the water.

In the middle of the river in the distance, the water surface crackled, and the splashes and waves were not small.

I saw the dorsal fin, big fish, big herring, to say the least, it was more than ten catties.

Huang Laotong was very excited, he was ready to take the rod and leave, and he was on such a big guy, this luck.

It doesn't move much, if it is a general bamboo pole, the big fish may run away at this time, but the imported fishing rod in his hand is extremely tough, Huang Laotong tried a few handfuls, and determined that it continued to collapse, and saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, and he was anxious, so he simply didn't slip away......

Desperately fighting with the fish, he used his strength to eat milk, and desperately lifted the rod up.

"Dry. ”

The strength of the hand suddenly loosened, and Huang Laotong knew that the fish had unhooked.

The tight arc of the fishing rod rebounded quickly, and the strength in Huang Laotong's hand was too late to collect, and at once, the fishing rod, fishing line and fishing hook were almost thrown into the sky.

The other side.

Xiaowen watched and urged Xiao Huang, "Don't look at it, don't look at it, put it away." ”

Xiao Huang turned the last page and was satisfied: "Okay, okay, okay, let's go, right?"

He put the comic strip in his pocket and turned his head to look at Huang Laotong's position in the distance.

"Bang. ”

Actually, I don't hear the sound, but there are some pictures that make people make up the sound in their brains automatically......

For example, all of a sudden, "a cloud of misty light" explodes on someone, and the dazzling light flashes at a glance, followed by what seems to be fire, and the fire flashes on the person, and in an instant, the person falls.

Xiao Huang's whole body froze there, and the comic book in his hand fell to the ground.

"You, do you hear the thunder?" he asked, his gaze lingering on the distance.

"I heard a sound, but I didn't know if it was wind or thunder. Xiaowen's eyes were glazed, and after speaking, his throat rolled, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"What should I do?" the two asked each other in unison.

They were answered by the crackling sound of raindrops, and when the rain fell, they smashed on the leaves one by one, and the sound was very loud, and their faces were cold, and they felt the raindrops sparsely...... Soon, the dense raindrops began to split their heads and faces.

"Run!"

Xiao Huang pulled a handful of Xiaowen and ran away.

Xiaowen was stunned for a moment and decisively followed.

I'm afraid, I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I'm afraid, and the two of them ran wildly in the rain like crazy. They had just witnessed a thunderbolt, and the thunder had killed someone, and the person who was hacked to death was called Huang Laotong.

Huang Laotong recently got into trouble with someone...... The master of Xiaowen and Xiaohuang's master.

The master called them here today, just to make a final confirmation before preparing to bully the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and see if something would happen to Huang Laotong.

Now, something happened to Huang Laotong......

"Does he know we're here too?" Xiao Huang said vaguely as he wiped his mouth in the heavy rain.

"He?, who?" Xiaowen asked.

"Master!" replied Xiao Huang.

“…… How do I know?" Xiaowen shouted with a crying voice.

Running all the way back from the river, and then running all the way down the dirt road, the two of them were already soaking wet, and the muddy road made them exhausted.

Seeing a lonely shop on the side of the road, Xiaowen shouted, "I can't run anymore." ”

Xiao Huang asked, "Why?"

"We don't have the strength anymore, and we can't stay in the rain...... Thunder. Quick, run to the shop. Xiaowen made a sharp turn after speaking.

Xiao Huang pondered, it made sense, and quickly followed the turn.

The proprietress of the shop was a kind person, and enthusiastically let the two into the house, no clothes to change, but gave towels and poured hot water......

"Look at you two frozen, shivering, your face is blue. The proprietress said, "But I don't have any man's clothes here, what do you say?"

"It's okay", Xiao Huang said sincerely, "Auntie, it's okay, you let us hide from the rain for a while, we are in good health, not afraid of freezing...... We, in fact, are scared. ”

The proprietress was curious, "What's scared?"

"By the river, a thunderbolt has killed people. Xiaowen answered.

The proprietress laughed and scolded: "Nonsense, how can there be such a thing." ”

"It's true, we saw it with our own eyes, a lightning bolt on the body, emitting flames...... He's dead. I don't know if it was because of excessive panic and was in a hurry to talk, Xiaowen began to describe the scene just now to her aunt.

Xiao Huang reacted and hurriedly pulled him to stop him from continuing.

…………

Zhao Wuliang didn't sleep all night, didn't eat breakfast, stayed up until almost ten o'clock in the morning, very tired, but still didn't dare to fall asleep.

It's true?

Fake?

Suspicion has existed for a long time, to say that Zhao Wuliang does not believe that the master knows qigong, he can't do it completely, but to say that he still believes that the master can really lead the thunder to kill people, in fact, it is not so easy.

The suspicion is already too deep, especially through recent observations, Zhao Wuliang has almost determined that "Master" is fake, just an ordinary person, except for a trace of uneasiness left.

Therefore, after Xiaowen and Xiaohuang came back and told them about the situation by the river, with panic, anxiety, and suspicion, Zhao Wuliang struggled all night.

"Tuk tuk. There was a knock at the door.

Zhao Wuliang got up and opened the door, Xiaowen and Xiaohuang stood at the door, holding a morning newspaper in their hands.

"Master, look at this. ”

Xiaowen spread out the newspaper and handed it to Zhao Wuliang, and Xiao Huang stretched out his hand and pointed to a piece of news on it.

Zhao Wuliang lowered his head and glanced at it quickly.

[Yesterday...... Suburbs...... Lightning strike...... A 54-year-old man surnamed Huang ...... Death...... Interview with reporters...... Nearby villagers witnessed the ...... There was a thunderclap...... The fire on the body ......]

Zhao Wuliang froze there.

"Master, you see, not only we have seen it, but other villagers have also seen it, and they can see it more clearly than us, it is really thunder...... Huang Laotong was killed by thunder. Xiaowen's voice was a little eager and trembling.

I couldn't believe it when I saw it, but with the evidence of other people's on-site witnesses, Xiaowen and Xiaohuang are now completely convinced that they were not mistaken.

Of course, they didn't know that the so-called eyewitness villager interviewed by this reporter was the proprietress of a small shop and an aunt. Aunts are always very good at telling stories, they are very happy to tell stories, and they are important in them.

"What should I do? The rest of the disciples rushed over and asked.

A cluster of frightened eyes fell on Zhao Wuliang's face.

Zhao Wuliang was struggling in his heart, struggling painfully, he already believed it, but he didn't want to believe it...... Because once he believes, he must accept the words that the Master has given him before, and that warning will cut off his financial route.

"Where is he now?" asked Zhao Wuliang, holding back his fear.

"I went out in the morning and went to Zenlin Temple. One of the disciples replied.

"Zenlin Temple?"

Zhao Wuliang muttered, Master finally had something to do with these Taos, Buddhas, or something. Why did he go to the temple early in the morning? Kill people, go burn incense and pray, and repent? Qingyunmen sounds like a Taoist, right?

The disciple didn't know his mental activity, and thought he was questioning, so he hurriedly explained: "When I came back, I inquired, and I said that it was a very famous temple in Gyeongju, which was very effective, and there was a high-ranking monk and abbot, and it cost hundreds of yuan to open the consecration at a time. ”

Zhao Wu nodded, and followed the whole person motionless, silently, for a while, before raising his head: "Go, go and see." ”

This was his last courage and struggle.

A little after eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Wuliang finally found the Chanlin Temple, he was lying on a small slope on the side of the temple, looking at Master Jiang in the courtyard.

Jiang Che was sitting at a stone table, his expression calm, and he was eating fast...... At the same table was an old man, an old lady, and a girl, the one who fell in love with the master.

Of course Zhao Wuliang didn't know, Jiang Che didn't know that Huang Laotong was dead, and he died so bizarrely. 10