In all fairness, Zhu Laosi is not a person who is afraid of death.

The reason why he was afraid of being like this was not death, but Fang Qianli's questioning. For Zhu Laosi, he died a thousand times, ten thousand times. It's not as good as Shang Qianli and asked: "Why didn't you do what you promised me?"

This question alone, Zhu Laosi can't answer.

After entering Shuozhou City, we rushed to Huairen County non-stop. There is Qingliang Mountain near Huairen County, and the king of Shanxi lives in seclusion in this Qingliang Mountain. It's been since the last time I came to meet the king of Shanxi. Zhu Laosi hasn't been here for ten years.

Big change, big change.

Zhu Laosi commanded the car to bend left and right. But I never found the intersection into the mountain. After asking the locals, I finally found the right direction and drove until the foot of Qingliang Mountain, which was close to noon. We saw that Zhu Laosi was so nervous that he couldn't do it, so he proposed to stop and eat before going up the mountain.

Zhu Laosi agreed. A long sigh of relief.

It was a real ordeal for him.

At the foot of the hill is an unknown small village, there is only one restaurant in the small village, and it is very small, commonly known as the Fly House, with only three tables in it. We took one of them and asked for a large bowl of ramen and three cold beers.

The weather was very hot, and it was really refreshing to drink beer, but Zhu Laosi refused to drink it, saying that he was about to see his eldest brother and absolutely could not drink. We all know how much Zhu Laosi drinks, and what a bottle of beer is, but he just refuses to drink.

I won't drink a sip.

While eating, four or five villagers suddenly came in, all shirtless. Kicking and pulling slippers, a mouthful of foul language in the mountains, at first glance, he is a second-rate son of Murakami. After they sat down, they ordered a few dishes and drank wine, because the restaurant was not big, and they sat next door, so we could hear what they were saying clearly.

I heard one of them say: "Haha, I didn't expect that old man on the mountain to be so rich, and there are a lot of gold leaves under his pillow." I just gave him something to eat, and I got a gold leaf for nothing!"

As he spoke, the man took out a yellow-orange leaf, put it in his hand and played with it, and bit it from time to time, saying that he didn't know if it was genuine, and asked the blacksmith Wang to identify it, if the old man dared to lie to me, I would burn his house!

The other people were all envious, and said that the three children, there will be such a good thing to call us in the future? The third child with the ring straightened his waist and said that there is no problem, everyone will make it together! I see that the old man does not have many days to live, otherwise why can't he go down the mountain to find food by himself? Let's go up the mountain every two or three days, and try to collect his little gold jewelry!

One of the villagers was worried, and said that the old man had been moving to the mountains for at least twenty years, and that there were quite a few people with him at first, at least a dozen or twenty, and they all looked fierce and vicious, and they were all quite difficult to mess with. Zhuang liver claw garbage.

In order to live on the mountain, they went down the mountain to buy a lot of things, all of which were expensive to buy, and the old people in the village said that he was from a noble family, and fled to the mountain in order to avoid being chased by the enemy.

It's just that in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer people around him, and the days seem to be getting more and more miserable, and now there is no one around him, and he looks more and more pitiful. Isn't it good that we're still robbing while it's burning at this time?

The third baby scolded directly, saying Erhuzi, are you stupid? You have been a bachelor for more than 30 years, who has ever pitied you? You don't care what he comes from, can he make money? He is dead, not we killed him!

Several other villagers also said yes, and said that now that the world is declining, you pity others who pity you, and it is a fool not to make money. The two tigers were taught a lesson, and they stopped talking.

We have been listening to the side, and it feels really strange, and we also have questions, who is this old man who has a generous hand and a bleak night? Only Zhu Laosi turned a deaf ear, because he was still worried about his own affairs, so he just buried his head in eating, full of cranky thoughts, and did not hear what was being said next to him.

The monkey barked twice in a row, the fourth master, the fourth master?

Zhu Laosi raised his head and said what are you doing?

The monkey glanced to the side, and Zhu Laosi looked over. As soon as he saw the gold leaf in the hand of the third child, his eyes widened, and he jumped up and pounced, first grabbed the gold leaf with one hand, and then stuck the man's neck, and pushed him against the wall.

"Say, where did this gold leaf come from?!"

Zhu Laosi was anxious and frightened, like a tiger eager to eat people. The man couldn't move at all, and he couldn't speak when he was stuck by Zhu Laosi, so he could only scream "whining", and his legs were kicking and kicking.

"Hey, what are you doing?" "Damn, you dare to grab things on our territory?!" Several other villagers jumped up to catch Zhu Laosi. A few of us immediately stepped forward and restrained the villagers, and overturned their tables, and the rice dishes fell to the ground with a clatter.

When the cook heard the voice, he also ran out, and shouted with a kitchen knife, "What are you going to do?!" They are all from the same village, and they must defend their own people.

"Fly left!" the monkey called me.

I immediately knocked the man in my hand unconscious, and threw myself at the cook. Don't you dare to let the cook mess up, otherwise it will be enough for us to choke on all the people from a village. As soon as I pounced, the cook was fierce and raised his kitchen knife and slashed at me.

I grabbed the kitchen knife and threw it aside, the kitchen knife hit the wall and fell to the ground with a "clang". The cook saw that I even dared to grab a kitchen knife, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, I gave him another slap on the neck, and the cook fainted directly.

When he turned around, the rest of the villagers were all taken care of by the monkey and Huang Jie, and the only three babies with gold leaves were still held on the wall by Zhu Laosi. Zhu Laosi still roared at him: "Say, where did the gold leaf come from!"

The faces of the three babies are all white, and if they pinch it like this, they will probably die.

We hurriedly went up and pulled Zhu Laosi away, so that he could say something slowly, don't worry. The three babies fell to the ground, clutching their necks and panting. The monkey stepped on him with his foot: "Say, where did the gold leaf come from?"

Sanwazi estimated that he had never seen us so fierce and vicious in his life, and immediately poured beans into the bamboo tube and said everything he had just said. Zhu Laosi was about to go crazy, grabbed the collar of the third baby and asked, "What does the old man look like?"

The third baby shook his head, saying that the old man's hair was very long, and he covered his face, so he couldn't see what it looked like. But I'm very thin, I don't seem to have eaten for a long time, and I seem to be sick and can't get out of bed. The place where he stayed used to be a forbidden place in our village, and the village elders warned us not to approach it since we were children. I also chased the rabbit to break through by mistake, and the old man on the bed asked me to burn the rabbit for him to eat, and in order to thank him, he gave me the gold leaf......

Speaking of which, Zhu Laosi still held on to a glimmer of hope, saying what kind of house did the old man live in?

The third son said that it was very magnificent, it looked like a villa, and there was a garden at the door, but no one took care of it for too long, the garden had long been abandoned, the house was also dilapidated, and grass grew on the roof......

Zhu Laosi shouted "ah" and ran out frantically, and we hurriedly followed.

We have all guessed that the poor old man is probably the king of Shanxi.

Fang Qianli, who once dominated half of Shanxi, has now fallen to such a bleak state?!

Out of the hotel, Zhu Laosi rushed into the driver's seat, and we hurriedly got into the car. When he came, it was a monkey driving, and now Zhu Laosi is driving himself. Zhu Laosi slammed on the accelerator like crazy and galloped on the asphalt road in the village.

And I found the way up the hill with great precision.

It turned out that Zhu Laosi knew the way, and he just pretended to be lost before.

The car sped all the way up the mountain, until it came to a place where there was no way out, Zhu Laosi stopped the car again, pulled his legs and galloped up the mountain, and we followed closely behind. Zhu Laosi looked anxious and hesitant, kept shaking his head, and muttered: "Impossible, it can't be the eldest brother......

We followed Zhu Laosi on the mountain path, sometimes crossing a ditch, sometimes crossing a boulder. Seeing that the mountains and forests are getting deeper and deeper, and the trees are getting denser and denser, Zhu Laosi is still running forward accurately, and it seems that in the next ten years, Zhu Laosi still remembers the road.

Even if it was winter last time and summer this time, I still remember the road.

Some roads are only once walked and never forgotten.

It was an extremely complicated mountain road, and we even crossed two small streams, and our shoes and pants were soaked. After about two hours of running, an open field finally appeared in front of us.

Sure enough, as the villager with the gold leaf said, in the middle of the open area, there was a small three-storey building, the outer layer was beige, shining in the sun, and it looked very beautiful from a distance, not much better than a villa.

In front of the small building, there is indeed a deserted garden.

Zhu Laosi ran over like crazy.

We followed closely behind, kicking up countless clouds of smoke and dust along the way. I ran to the front of the small building, only to find that the walls of the small building had fallen off, and the door was also covered with grass, obviously no one had taken care of it for a long time. Such houses, in general, are uninhabited.

The gate is also very magnificent, it is a European-style white gate, but it is covered with mold.

Zhu Laosi slammed the door and ran in.

After entering, there is a hall, with marble columns on both sides, and in the middle is a bronze lion, grinning in a predatory manner, and a thick gray carpet on the ground, which looks like a foreign brand-name carpet, but it is now covered with dust.

Directly opposite the hall hangs an oil painting of the famous "Last Supper", in which Jesus sits in the center with a melancholy expression, while the other disciples are either sentimental or shocked or angry.

The layout of the entire hall is magnificent, and it is clear that a lot of thought was put into it back then, and the cost was quite expensive.

The king of Shanxi can live here, and he does bear his identity.

It's just that now, everywhere seems to be defeated.

"Big brother, big brother!" Zhu Laosi ran towards a room.