Early in the morning, Zhou Rong went to the martial arts hall where Guo Ba had served for more than ten years, and asked the people in the martial arts hall whether Guo Ba had come today.

A master in the martial arts hall informed Zhou Rong that Guo Ba had submitted his resignation to the director of the martial arts hall yesterday and settled his salary.

"He seemed to be on a long journey. The master said with regret.

Maybe it's reluctant, but there is attachment in the master's eyes.

Zhou Rong asked him if he had a good relationship with Guo Ba.

He smiled and said, "It's okay." ”

"Do you know why he left suddenly?" Zhou Rong asked.

The master shook his head.

Zhou Rong asked again: "Did he behave abnormally here a few days before leaving?"

The master: "No. ”

Zhou Rong: "Who does he usually have the best relationship with in the martial arts hall?"

The master thought for a while, shook his head and said, "He usually doesn't talk much, and he doesn't like to get close to anyone, so he doesn't get very close to anyone." ”

Then the master said, "The only one who can make him willing to open his heart and talk a few words is the curator." ”

So Zhou Rong went to find the director of the martial arts hall and asked him about Guo Ba's situation.

The curator asked, "What do you know about these?"

Zhou Rong replied: "He is a friend I have made recently. ”

Curator: "The first time he came here was in the winter of eleven years ago, wearing a low-brimmed hat, his voice was low and nervous, and he cautiously asked me if I was looking for a martial arts teacher here, and I said yes, and he played a set of swordsmanship and a set of stick skills, and I thought his martial arts were good, so I recruited him." ”

"Did he tell him where he came from and what he did before?" Zhou Rong asked.

"Yes. The curator replied as he got up and went into the house to get something.

Soon, he took out a piece of paper and showed it to Zhou Rong.

Zhou Rong looked at it, but saw that it was written a birth address, the names of several family members, and two copies of the jobs he had done and the place where he worked.

He was born in a remote mountain village, his family is no longer alive, and the two jobs he did before were also related to martial arts.

Zhou Rong kept the information in this information in his heart, thanked the curator and returned to the broken temple.

Do you want to look for and ask Guo Baliu according to these materials? However, he has a task on his side, so he has no idea for a while.

In the end, he decided to write a letter to Xiao Diyuan, asking him what he thought, and included a portrait of Guo Ba in the letter.

Xiao Diyuan replied that he had sent two people to the capital to look for Guo Ba, so that Zhou Rong could just monitor the situation on Ding An's side with peace of mind.

Zhou Rong was relieved a lot.

On this day, Zhou Rong received a letter from Ding An, in which Ding An said that the noble lady had not come to his house for nearly four months.

"I don't know how, she used to come every three months or so at most. I asked my mother yesterday, and my mother said that she didn't know why, after all, the lady didn't say why she didn't come. This is what Ding An said at the end of the letter.

After reading the letter, Zhou Rong fell into a long contemplation.

Eventually, he picked up his pen and replied, "Then, as someone who has been helped by that noble lady for many years, you should take the initiative to send her a letter and ask her how she is doing." ”

If you can say anything else, you won't say it.

The next day, Zhou Rong handed over the letter to Zhang Yuan's rice noodle shop.

Zhang Yuan, the owner of Zhang Yuan's rice noodle shop, is friends with him, and every time he comes, he will cook a pot of lean porridge for him.

Because he knew that he had difficulty swallowing, he would chop the lean meat into minced meat, cut all the seasonings into granules, and then boil them over a slow fire, so that the porridge that boiled out was fragrant and melted in the mouth, sweet and delicious.

Zhou Rong likes to drink the porridge he boils very much, so even though it is very difficult to swallow, he will slowly drink two small bowls before he stops.

Before saying goodbye, Zhang Yuan stepped forward, looked at Zhou Rong, who was getting thinner, and asked, "Are you still walking as difficult as usual?"

"Sometimes it's a little better, sometimes the legs are a little heavy, the kneecaps are a little stiff, and the rest is nothing. Zhou Rong looked at Zhang Yuan gratefully and replied.

Zhang Yuan: "Or take the medicine that the doctor prescribed for you?"

Zhou Rong: "Well, I don't think anyone knows my condition better than him. ”

Zhang Yuan nodded, patted Zhou Rong's shoulder and said, "Take care." ”

Zhou Rong nodded and said with emotion: "I will take care." He added, "As I get older, I realize that the body is the most important thing." ”

Zhang Yuan nodded and said, "That's the reason." When you feel better, I will take you to the beach of Feiliuhai, where there is a food street where you can eat all kinds of food, I think you will definitely like it. ”

Zhou Rong said gratefully: "Okay." ”

When he walked out of Zhang Yuan's rice noodle shop, Zhou Rong felt dizzy for a moment, so he felt a little trance, and suddenly felt an indescribable strangeness when he looked at the familiar scenery in front of him.

People will turn a blind eye to things they are familiar with, but suddenly feel unfamiliar with things they are familiar with, and this experience is the first time for Zhou Rong. There was an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

He walked slowly forward, thinking about his wife and children.

He's been away from home for a long time, and he doesn't know what's going on at home.

In order to avoid being caught, he only wrote a letter to his family after coming to Shuguo to do business, and that letter was also written half a year ago.

Now, he is suddenly very worried, worried about his family on the one hand, and his condition on the other.

As a result, guilt and anxiety intertwined, making his already heavy steps feel even heavier.

On the mountain road to the broken temple, he fainted, because there was nothing on both sides of the mountain road to grasp, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't make out what was on both sides, so he rolled directly to the foot of the mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that a man had just passed by at the foot of the mountain, he didn't know how long he would have been lying there before he woke up.

When the man found him covered in blood and lying on the ground, he immediately ran to find someone to help, and several of them worked together to help him to the nearest doctor.

The doctor gave him medicine, and he woke up in the evening.

Zhou Rong didn't dare to linger any longer when he saw the sky, hurriedly thanked the doctor, and then gave the doctor a little money and got up to say goodbye.

The doctor grabbed him and said, "You are covered in wounds, if you want to leave, find a carriage and sit back." ”

Zhou Rong nodded, stopped a carriage outside, and said to the coachman, "Get off at the first intersection on the right." ”

The coachman said, "There are mountains and fields all around that intersection, do you really want to get off there?"

"Well, I made an appointment to wait there. ”

The coachman said no more, but turned to the horse with his whip raised.

After getting out of the carriage, Zhou Rong immediately went in the direction of the broken temple.

His foot was injured, and he was dizzy, and while climbing up a hill, he fell down from his unsteady standing and fell straight into a gutter.

As he struggled to get up from the ditch, there was a strong, ominous omen in his heart that his days were numbered.

However, evidence of Ding An and Xiao Diyuan's backgrounds has not yet been found.

His heart couldn't help but burn again.