As Zhao Xuemei said, it was very big outside, so big that Zhao Kuangchao didn't know where to take the first step.

From Qinglong Village to Harbin, from Harbin to Beijing. Undoubtedly, the huge red pine has been replaced by a tall building, and the rampant wild boar has become a vehicle, and the people are still the same people, but they are dressed in bright clothes.

The railway station with a sensational flow of people, Zhao Kuang looked at this huge city, the people who came and went, in fact, who is the prey and who is the hunter?

A strange guy attracted Zhao Kuangran's attention, a man in his thirties, maybe less than one meter six tall, thin like a deputy skeleton, but what really attracted Zhao Kuangran's attention was not his strange figure, nor the clothes that were a few years behind him, but the eyes of this guy, this is by no means the eyes that a normal person should have, Zhao Kuanglan feels like a black blind man in the mountains, and there is a cannibalistic heart hidden under his simple and honest appearance.

This guy also looked at Zhao Kuangran, his eyes kept rolling, as if he was thinking about some bad idea. But suddenly frowned, as if he had provoked something that should not be provoked, he turned around and squeezed into the flow of people, and at this time, the place where Zhao Kuangchao was standing was already gone.

There are prey and hunters, what is the difference between this city and the small Xing'an Mountains, Zhao Kuang sneered at the corner of his mouth, but in an instant, he turned back to the cold that was less than 10,000 years, walking unhurriedly with a snakeskin bag on his back, staring at the back of the person who fled in a hurry.

The two of them are like cats and mice, one is sweating profusely, and the other is leisurely like a walk, maybe the guy who was being chased was really in a hurry, and he was also in a hurry, and directly led Zhao Kuangchao into a dead end where no one was, lit a cigarette, and waited for this young man who chased him enough for five streets and never knew him.

"Who are you in? Why do you bite Lao Tzu and don't let go. The man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and the wrinkled face stared at a young man standing in front of him, he didn't expect that he was frightened by a young man in his twenties.

"My name is Zhao Kuangran, I see how energetic you are looking at me at the station, but I just want to ask you a few questions." Zhao Kuang squeezed out a smile, but it was completely a smile that scared crying children.

Gong San'er scratched her head, and secretly scolded in her heart that it was also illegal to look at people? But he didn't dare to say it by borrowing a gut, although the young man in front of him was not strong, but it was more than enough to abuse his small body, and when Gong San'er kept talking about being pecked blind by beating birds all year round, Zhao Kuangchao didn't even have the smile that pulled the flesh, obviously knowing what Gong San'er was thinking. In fact, Zhao Kuangran's purpose is very simple, he just wants to see if he can find something useful in the mouth of this alternative guy, because Zhao Kuanglan really knows too little about this city or this outside world, and he doesn't even know the most basic rules. For example, if you don't follow the rules of the mountains in the mountains, you may have braids at any time, and the same is true here.

"What questions do you ask, I will explain it to you in advance, I didn't finish the first grade, I only know the word woman, it's too profound for me to answer." Gong San'er flicked off the cigarette butt, and didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, anyway, his clothes were not dirty, so he sat on the ground and waited for Zhao Kuang to speak.

"What's your name?"

"My master's name is Gong San'er." The very old guy rubbed his dog-like hairstyle and looked like he was feeling good about himself.

"What?" Zhao Kuangran didn't care about this strange name, anyway, no matter how strange this name was, it was not as strange as the guy in front of him who called himself a master.

"Walk through the south, cross the north, crush the legs on the train tracks; I have cut people, smoked powder, and kissed at the crossroads; I have been to work, I have been laid off, I have been a leader and won awards; Killed people, dug graves, and photographed a bunch of doors with a mobile phone; raised wolves, let go of tigers, and practiced martial arts in Shaolin Temple; He has been a soldier, has stood guard, and has played hooligans to join the party; I have fought, I have mixed my mouth, and I have drunk the water that washes my wife's feet; suffered losses, regretted later, and saved beauty in bed with rich and handsome; If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, you will be respectful to the society! ”

"Congratulations to your grandmother." Zhao Kuang was helpless, and had to obey Gong San'er's mouth, and he was also a little puzzled about how such a strange person survived in this society.

Gong San'er was also scolded for losing his temper, he didn't feel the strong anger on Zhao Kuanglan's body, this kind of anger is different from the outlaws on the road, and different from those crazy people who kill people without seeing blood, although it is not as strong as them, but it is a anger that cannot be changed by anything, it has nothing to do with money, let alone interests, this is the most terrible.

"I'm just a charlatan, are you satisfied?" Gong San'er looked crying and explained honestly.

Zhao Kuangran nodded with a wry smile, feeling a little embarrassed Gong San'er, how to say that this extremely strange goods are just strong men brought by themselves.

Next, Zhao Kuangran asked a few questions intermittently, most of them were common sense trivialities, and he seemed to be painless about this goods that far exceeded the limit, and even began to pull up the abstract things he had seen when he traveled south and north. I have to say that Gong San'er is very good at telling stories, and his coquettish words, coquettish expression, and coquettish gestures are not much inferior to the old storyteller.

In the end, Zhao Kuangran, who was almost brainwashed by this story of the rivers and lakes, took a deep breath and asked the last question: "Do you know a guy named Liu Sheng?" ”

Gong San'er, who has a hippie smile, seems to be particularly eye-catching, as if every smile on Zhao Kuang's face can be detected, and he immediately put away the cynicism. Gong San'er looked at Zhao Kuangchao seriously, although no one said that what was in his mouth must be the truth, but Gong San'er's twenty-seven years of exile were true. Gong San'er had never seen this kind of expression, the composure that worked hard and the anger that seemed to be like a flood at any time, he didn't know how Liu Sheng, who was in Zhao Kuang's messy mouth, provoked this lone wolf who had just come out of the mountain, so he could only silently pray that the guy could keep a whole corpse, and finally shook his head.

"I really don't know?" Zhao Kuangran asked again, maybe this voice would become Gong San'er's magic barrier.

Gong San'er shook her head again, with an expression that I want to know you and kill me.

Zhao Kuangran was a little disappointed, tried his best to squeeze out a warm smile, and said to Gong San'er, who was flattered but didn't bend down: "Master, I'm a rural person, the road is rough, forgive me for the offense, think about a farmer who can't fend for himself when he comes to a big city." ”

Gong San'er found herself having to redefine the young man in front of her. Anyone can say something, but it doesn't mean that everyone can say it, and it doesn't mean that everyone can say it. Some people will never understand, so these people will always be some people, if a normal person lives with Gong San'er for a month, he will definitely become crazy.

"Little brother, master, I may not have any qualifications to say you, this is not an old forest in the deep mountains of the Northeast, you can't bury any bones, even if you bury it, some people will dig it, and some people will play with you." Gong San'er took out the cigarette case again, and the Hongta Mountain of seven pieces per box is quite in line with this young master's style.

"I'm not afraid of these things." Zhao Kuangran looked up at the sky, the sky in this outside world is a few points higher than the sky in Xiaoxinganling? Zhao Kuangchao smiled indifferently, turned to leave, and the young man also got up, but he kept following behind Zhao Kuangran.

"You're not afraid of me anymore?" Zhao Kuangran did not look back.

"I've never been afraid." Gong San'er pursed her lips, thinking that if this lone wolf really bit someone to death in this city and left behind some bones, would she be the vulture that cleaned up the wreckage?

Zhao Kuangran smiled bitterly, and didn't talk to Gong San'er anymore, I was afraid that he really fell under Gong San'er's spell and was brainwashed, but if he was allowed to live like those guys who were just simple people, he might as well be brainwashed by Gong San'er, and it would be good to be the second Gong San'er, but this qiē is a later story, and he doesn't know if he can still leave a note to be Gong San'er's life.

"My family lives on the Loess Plateau" Gong San'er hummed an old-fashioned folk song in his mouth, and unconsciously separated from this young man named Zhao Kuangran, and finally stopped at the place where he looked at Zhao Kuangran. I don't know why, thinking about this young man from the mountains, Gong San'er wanted to laugh, and when he saw those well-dressed people, he laughed even harder, and even a little crazy. The passers-by laughed too, laughing at the fool who laughed wildly.

"What are you laughing at? Who are you to laugh at me? That trivial life story doesn't have the skill of the master to smoke a cigarette, you should really throw your little kings into the mountains, and you won't be able to laugh at that time. Stare at me, whoever stares at me again, I will kill whom! Gong San'er looked at the few people with disdain, and his face was ruthless, in fact, this strange guy was really hideous, it was really as Zhao Kuangran thought, it was even more terrifying than the black blind man in the deep mountains.

After Gong San'er finished speaking happily, he suddenly grinned and said: "Liu Dashao, now you have provoked a guy who shouldn't be messed with, you have been a powerful and blessed person for so many years, and if you can die a whole corpse, it can be regarded as the green smoke of the ancestral grave." But it seems that it doesn't matter what this Gong San'er says, everyone is attracted by his big yellow teeth.