Hutou Mountain, although it is not as poor as the small Xing'an Mountains, is more or less inaccessible. {We don't write novels, we're just web text porters-

When Gong San'er first glanced at this Hutou Mountain, he said with a sigh of embarrassment: "When I look at this mountain, there are some big people hidden in it." ”

Da Yue looked at Gong San'er's appearance that made people want to laugh, and he didn't know if Gong San'er was talking nonsense, or if there was really such a thing.

On the road to Hutou Mountain, there is a not too big storage zài, here is actually not how backward, but it is definitely not advanced, living here, like living in the gap between the two worlds, a little careless, it will fall to pieces, maybe the life here is far less than Gong San'er imagined so exaggerated, but born in this basin of warm water and died in this basin of warm water, how is it not the most terrifying thing in the world.

There were only old people left behind in the village and some children like wild men, and there was hardly a man or woman in the prime of life, and Gong San'er knew where these people had gone with his ass.

"Big man." A somewhat immature voice stopped the two.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a boy wearing a broken army cuckold is holding a homemade red tassel gun, like some black-and-white movie character.

"It's kind of interesting." Gong San'er smiled maliciously, like a human trafficker who went to the countryside to choose.

Da Yue grinned and said, "Sichuan, have you grown so big?" "I haven't seen him for almost a year, this child named Sichuan has a whole head, if it weren't for this iconic face that doesn't look like a child, Dayue really can't recognize it.

Sichuan is really not a vast little chest, but a pair of big eyes have been staring at the Gong San'er who looked at him with bad intentions, this little and old, looking at each other like this, making people feel inexplicably happy.

"Why is that guy gone?" Sichuan found that he couldn't survive this rough-skinned Gong San'er, and shouted at Da Yue, keeping a long distance from Da Yue and Gong San'er.

"He" Dayue was a little difficult to gnash his teeth, he was not a person who could speak well, and he didn't have any words in his head, so he didn't know how to describe it for a while.

"If I say he's dead, do you believe it?" Gong San'er hurriedly replied, walking step by step towards the child, who was like a little wolf cub, completely ignoring the red tassel gun that the child was holding tightly in his hand and pointed at him.

"Don't come here." Sichuan said very intimidatingly, before the child finished speaking, Gong San'er stood in front of Sichuan with a bit of a ghostly leaping movement, grabbed the red tassel gun swung by the child with one hand, and looked at the child teasingly.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid." Gong San'er looked at the child's eyes, a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Sichuan's little face was already flushed, and he tried his best to draw the red tassel gun, but he found that the strength of this guy who looked like a monkey was not ordinarily huge, and he didn't move like that mountain.

"Master, it's almost enough, he's just a child." Da Yue said, if this scene was seen by the adults in the village, even if they had ten mouths, they would not be able to tell clearly, let alone Gong San'er's respectful face, it would be impossible for people to think of the word good person.

"I know." Gong San'er said, let go of the red tassel gun, and almost let Sichuan, who was still struggling, pour out, looking at this jealous and hateful and said: "Child, do you want to go out of this mountain and take a look?" ”

Sichuan nodded, and hurriedly shook his head, even a child understood that the words in the mouth of this guy named Gong San'er were not credible at all. Maybe just at this point, Gong San'er can be regarded as a failure to the extreme.

"He must have said that to you." Gong San'er smiled and stretched, said something that was difficult for a child to understand, and suddenly put a hand on Sichuan's head and said, "I will come back in a while, I want to go out of this mountain to take a look, pack up a qiē, and follow me." ”

Sichuan was stunned, looking at this guy who looked like a fortune teller, and didn't say anything, this young man followed the huge guy up the mountain like this.

"Master, is it appropriate to take this child away?" Da Yue looked at Gong San'er who was humming a little song with joy on his face, and felt more and more that he couldn't see through this little master.

"It's suitable, why isn't it suitable, when I was his age, I would have been crawling in this society a long time ago, and it was just right to be exposed to this society at his age, not big or small." Gong San'er said.

"But" Da Yue looked puzzled, he just wanted Gong San'er to do with this child, for people like them whose lives hung on the tip of the knife, with a child by their side, what was the concept, he imagined that Gong San'er knew better than him.

"Da Yue, master, I have more or less saved something in my life, since I looked at that kid, I have taken a fancy to it, master, I have to learn my tricks, he has to learn, and if he doesn't learn, he has to learn, I don't want to take my little thing into the grave." Gong San'er said, suddenly remembered that look, and thought of that guy from that look, Gong San'er's words have too many meanings.

"Master, you can't die anymore." Da Yue looked at Gong San'er with a serious face, knowing that although this young master couldn't get on the stage, he could clearly distinguish those things that were cut and tidied up, in fact, this was the rarest.

"When did you use you kid to enlighten me?" Gong San'er scolded with a smile.

After a while, the Hutou Mountain, which is less than 300 meters above sea level, has reached the top, not a bare mountain top has a small courtyard for some years, there are two giant locust trees planted in the yard, under the locust tree is sitting an old man with a face carved with wind bones, the old man is concentrating on playing a game of chess, and a black cat is lying comfortably on the locust tree.

Maybe it was because the old man was too deep in chess, and he didn't notice Da Yue and Gong San'er, who had already walked into the yard, the black cat saw the person coming, and went directly into Da Yue's arms, and closed his eyes more comfortably.

Da Yue didn't call the old man out of the chessboard, Gong San'er poked his head and looked at this game of chess, as if he understood how he understood, although if this guy really played, maybe even Zhao Kuang couldn't beat him.

"Why didn't that kid come?" The old man spoke suddenly, as if he had noticed the two fellows for a long time.

"He's dead." Da Yue said in a trembling voice, maybe it used up all the strength of Da Yue to say this sentence, but there were too many things in this lie that could be broken at the first poke.

The old man's hand moving the chess pieces stopped, turned his head, looked at Da Yue's face, looked at Da Yue's eyes, as if he was reading something, and finally at the end, the old man moved his gaze to the Gong San'er.

Seeing this absolute outsider looking at him, Gong San'er hurriedly bent down and said, "Old man, little Gong San'er." ”

The old man looked at Gong San'er, who had a strong taste of the rivers and lakes, and nodded slightly, which can be regarded as an endorsement of this young man in the rivers and lakes.

"Although I, Liu Qingsong, have reached the age of entering the coffin, my eyes don't seem to be blind enough to turn a blind eye, Zhao Kuangchao is not short-lived, even if he is dead, it is not now, how can you say that Zhao Kuangchao is dead?" Liu Qingsong looked at Da Yue's tangled expression, at this time, Da Yue, who had not seen him for a year, could be said to be no longer the stupid child in the mountains at all.

When Gong San'er heard the name Liu Qingsong, it was as if he had been struck by lightning, in the industry of rivers and lakes, it can be said that he has not heard of Gong Daoxian, and it can even be said that he has not heard of the name Guo Qingming, but if Liu Qingsong has not heard of it, it is equivalent to crawling in this line in vain.

As for how many stories this Liu Qingsong has, and how many big owls have been rescued in Liu Qingsong's hands, it can be said that there are countless numbers. But Liu Qingsong didn't know for some reason thirteen years ago, he disappeared into the rivers and lakes like the world evaporated, Gong San'er never dreamed that he would see this old fairy again in this poor country, only when he saw this old man, would he really understand the exact description of the word wind and bones.

"Old man, he estimates that he will not come to Hutou Mountain again." Da Yue shook his head, put down the black cat who liked his relatives, and said with a stunned face, after living in the reinforced concrete of that city for a long time, he returned to the calm of this Hutou Mountain again, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, although he grew up in this Hutou Mountain.

"There is no 100% certainty in this world, Zhao Jinglei's son, if he is a white-eyed wolf, I will not save his life." Liu Qingsong said lightly.

"Zhao Kuangchao's Lao Tzu is Zhao Jinglei?" Gong San'er said this thunderous name, and instantly understood something, looking stunned, as if this old man didn't need to step out of this Hutou Mountain, he had already expected it, maybe they came back, it was also something Liu Qingsong expected.

Liu Qingsong nodded slightly and said: "A father and son carved out of a mold, Zhao Jinglei continued his life in my hands for three years, and now he saved his son by chance, I don't know if this is providence or some people's intention." ”

Gong San'er inexplicably remembered what Gong Daoxian often talked about, especially the sentence that made people listen to extremely harsh, that is, something, a person has been doomed since he appeared from his mother's womb.

Will Zhao Kuangran's fate be the same? From the moment he left Qinglong Village, from the moment he set foot in Beijing, it was already a matter of course?

It's all three words, including a qiē, which makes some people proud, and makes some people helpless in their hearts, is it all life?

Gong San'er was a little confused, thinking about whether his fate was also like Zhao Kuangchao, his life that he had managed to hold on to was like a large toy in someone else's hand.

This doomed in the dark makes people lose the ** to live in an instant, since they can't live simply, can they simply die?