It took an hour for Hu Zi to arrive at this more than 100-kilometer road, but the road conditions on this road were not very good, and most of them were very bumpy dirt roads. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When I arrived at the foot of the Baoshan Cemetery, my whole body tended to fall apart when I got off the bus.

I looked around while moving my body, his beard was lazier than mine, he didn't rush out, he sat in the car and smoked a cigarette, trying to slow down.

Jiro said that the funeral was held here, and no matter how small this funeral was, there would definitely be some people, and there should definitely be a few cars parked at the foot of the mountain, but judging from the actual situation, it was very empty here, only a swishing cold wind.

I was confused. At this time, there was movement in an adobe house not far away, and a middle-aged man walked out of it.

This man has a bald head, is dressed in tatters, and looks a little stupid on his expression. Don't look at I've never seen this person, but I've heard from friends about Baoshan Cemetery before, especially about this bald head.

His name is Dawei, he is an orphan, and he is also the grave keeper of the entire Baoshan Cemetery, and he has a strange temper.

If someone comes to sweep the tomb or bury him, if he doesn't make David happy first, he promises to go to the tomb afterwards to make trouble, but if he is happy, he can even ignore the rule that there can be no fire on the mountain, and let the tomb sweeper burn paper in front of the tomb.

I call Dawei hob meat in my heart, and a stubborn donkey like this must not be messed with casually.

I have my own way of dealing with this kind of person. I politely said hello to Dawei first, then went back to the car and rummaged through the passenger drawer.

It just so happened that there was a pack of unopened cigarettes here. I took out the cigarette and shoved it to Dawei.

Dawei originally had a tense face, but now he saw this pack of cigarettes. His expression softened a lot, and he grinned.

He asked me, "What are you doing here early in the morning?" ”

I asked him, "Is there a burial today?" Then I emphasized, "I'm here for the funeral." ”

Dawei shook his head and said that if you check the old yellow calendar, today is not a good day for burial.

I can see the implication of this. I wondered because of this, and I'm sure I heard it right, Erlang did let us come to Baoshan Cemetery.

I pulled out my phone and wanted to call Jiro.

At this time, David was tearing the packaging of the cigarette box, he was quite addicted, and he wanted to taste the cigarette I gave him.

And suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly shook his mind and wowed.

I admit that I was taken aback by the sound. I took a sensitive half step back and looked at him.

David stared at me and muttered, "Brother Three-Eyed said that there would be two people coming over in a while, are you one of them?" ”

What do I say in my heart, Brother Three-Eyed? But I had another epiphany, and my heart said Erlang, Erlang, isn't he just three-eyed?

I hurriedly nodded to David. David stared at me for a moment, and his sluggishness must have come up again. He snorted and said, "Brother Three-Eyed told me that one of the two people who came here was full of beard, and you were white and pure, plus you were just one person, so you must not be those two." ”

Dawei couldn't help but lose his temper, pointed at me and said, "You want to pretend to be a friend of Brother Three-Eyed, and bribe me with a pack of cigarettes, say!" What are your intentions? ”

I wanted to explain a few words, but then I thought, what's the use of me telling Dawei? It is also easy to play the harp to the cow.

I shouted at BYD and let my beard come down.

He still had a cigarette left in his beard, but he listened to me, so he opened the car door and stepped out.

The beard also misunderstood, and looking at Dawei's unkind face, he thought that Dawei was going to cause trouble.

When he walked in front of me, he glared at David and asked, "Dude, what's the beam?" ”

Dawei didn't care about the beard, but also stared at the beard's face with a hairy beard, he suddenly laughed, and praised again and again, "That's right, it's you two, and your beard is so lush, isn't it that the hair in other places on your body is thicker?" ”

The beard snorted, saying that it was not as simple as thick, but he was still deep-rooted and strong.

Dawei grinned weirdly, and took out a posture of temper with the beard, and wanted to talk nonsense again.

I don't want to let them talk like that. I forcibly interrupted and asked Dawei, "What did Erlang tell you about?" ”

Dawei suddenly became serious, and sent the cigarette case back in a proper manner.

This is what I sent him, I didn't want to come back, so I shirked it a few times, who knew that Dawei didn't agree, and insisted on giving it to me, and emphasized that Brother Erlang's friend was his friend, and he couldn't ask his friend for something.

Once again, I was defeated by David's logic. After watching me put away my cigarettes, David beckoned us to go to BYD again, he wanted to be the driver, and he wanted to take us to another place.

I have a guess that the real funeral is not in Baoshan Cemetery.

In order to be in a hurry, I didn't ask much, and I hurried into the car with my beard.

I originally thought that the beard drove very fast and hairy, but who knew that this David was even better.

This BYD is like a rocket. My beard and I were sitting in the back of the car, and I doubted my ass, so I never really sat in the saddle, and I was always in a state of bumping back and forth.

It took David five minutes for BYD to bypass Baoshan Cemetery and follow an inconspicuous path into a mountain pass.

When the car finally stopped, I saw a small cemetery in front of me, which was more standardized and elaborate than the Baoshan Cemetery.

I suspect that the cemetery is not open to the public. Hu Zi even chattered and said, "Baoshan is the best cemetery in Harbin City, I heard that to buy a tomb, it costs 100,200,000 yuan, and the tomb here is not more valuable?" ”

Dawei sighed, and bowed respectfully to this cemetery.

I can see that he doesn't like to ask us to talk more about the tomb in front of these dead people. He then beckoned us both to get out of the car.

Compared to just now, I was even more uncomfortable, and as for the beard, not to mention, he covered his buttocks, not to say that he might have hemorrhoids.

David pointed in one direction, which was a corner of the entire cemetery, where five people were standing. One of them also took the opportunity to look back.

I vaguely recognized him, he was Erlang.

David didn't take me and his beard over, he handed me the car keys, turned around again, took out the posture of walking back, and walked away.

I didn't care about Dawei with Beard, and we ran to the corner together to meet Erlang. In addition, as I got so close, I realized that something was unexpected.

This time it was not a person who was buried. I saw two new tombstones, which did not have the real name of the deceased and did not have a sudden birth.

I looked at the two tombstones, one of them said Demon Thief, and the other said Madman, both of which were the code names of the deceased, and under the code names, they were inlaid with one medal after another.

I know that the corpse of the demon thief has been brought back from Tibet, and the madman is the old man.

I can't describe what this moment was like. And in addition to me and Beard, there were also Erlang, Iron Donkey, and three strange men who attended this funeral.

The iron donkey was crouching in front of the tombstone of the madman, taking out the medals in a black box and nailing them up one by one.

Jiro gave me and his beard a little time, and then he whispered, "Kowtow." ”

I knelt down with Beard in tacit agreement. In the past, in Tibet, I worshipped the corpse of the demon thief, but at that time, I didn't feel much in my heart, but this time I looked at the tombstone of the old man, and recalled the scenes I had come into contact with him, especially the fact that he taught me and the beard skills so much.

My heart was broken, and tears welled up in my eyes.

I couldn't concentrate and forgot how many kowtows I had. The beard was the same as me, but he wept silently, and finally he couldn't help crying.

I heard him cry so miserably, so heartbreaking, I sighed secretly, and said that the beard is really a good man who values love and righteousness, and I am still a little worse than him.

But unexpectedly, the beard couldn't help but cry and mutter. What does he mean, Master just died? You haven't taught all your skills yet, and in addition, he lost the notes left by the demon thief that recorded the spirit monkey, and the demon thief died like this, what should he do if he still wants to raise the spirit monkey?

I suddenly had a thought, and I said that the reason why Beard cried so sadly seemed to have some impure motives......

But the beard just said a few words, and when we were done kowtowing, he shut up again.

The iron donkey soon finished all the medals. There was a strange man who walked up to the two tombstones, and he took out a document from his pocket and read it to us.

This document records some of the life deeds of the demon thief and the madman, but does not include the names and personal information of the two.

I listened very carefully, at first, I was a little surprised, then shocked, and finally I was almost rusty.

I thought that the demon thief and the madman were special police, but according to the information, I said in my heart that these two people are lighter to describe as special police, more like agents, spies and so on. And it is mentioned in the information that these two people belong to a certain department of the General Staff.

As for the merits they have made in their lives, each of them is earth-shattering, and even the fisherman cases and Deng Wubin's cases that Hu Zi and I passed through, etc., are nothing compared to the tasks done by the demon thieves and madmen.

I also secretly glanced at the beard, and the beard looked even more confused, I guess the mood at this moment is similar to mine.

The whole funeral lasted for half an hour, during which I was a little confused, and I didn't pay attention to the specific process, and finally Erlang took the lead, and we squatted in front of the tombstones of these two people to burn paper together.

I'm next to Jiro. I took advantage of the time to ask him quietly, "Didn't Yang Qianqian and Gu Chao come?" ”

This is also the biggest question in my mind, they all say that death is great, these two people have an unusual relationship with the old husband, they should not forget such an important thing as the funeral.

Jiro didn't say much, just answered a few words. That means, both of them have urgent things to do, and when they're done, maybe in a few days, they'll come over.

In my heart, I was more curious when I was answered like this. But I knew the rules and didn't ask any more questions.

After burning the paper, Erlang didn't mean to stay long, he waved to the three strange men, and he was about to leave.

Beard and I wanted to follow Erlang, but Erlang stopped us both and pointed to the iron donkey. He hesitated, and after a few seconds, he said, "Accompany the iron donkey, and he has something to talk to you." (To be continued.) )