Two years.

When he left Qinglong Village, Zhao Kuangran already had some unclear memory, this seemingly few strokes are like a few brush words, the writing of the dragon and the phoenix only makes people sigh at the artistic conception, and forget the pain of every hand, every turn.

"Mess, no matter what happens, your sister won't blame you." Uncle Dao's calloused hand was on Zhao Kuangran's shoulder, looking at Zhao Kuangchao who was kneeling motionless, Uncle Dao really couldn't stand it, but anyone could say this, but he couldn't, Zhao Kuangchao lived for Zhao Xuemei, and why didn't he live for a dead man? It's just a hundred steps and fifty steps.

Zhao Kuangran didn't turn his head, still kneeling, as if he had really been frozen into a failed sculpture at this moment.

As for Dayue and Guisan, the two outsiders, can only stand far away, although Guisan is not honest in his life, but in front of this grave, he is extraordinarily honest, not in line with the character of the past, maybe Guisan also subconsciously feels that messing around in this kind of place, if he really angers Zhao Kuangchao, I am afraid that he will die here, no one knows, thinking about Guisan feels creepy.

Da Yue looked up at the deep mountains and old forests, compared with the Hutou Mountain where he lived, it seemed to be magnified countless times, and this endless road up the mountain seemed to have magical power, which made Da Yue want to plunge into it.

"Uncle Dao, are you and me, the younger brother who is not a weapon, embarrassed my sister?" Zhao Kuangran finally said the words in his throat, his voice was a little choked, it seemed that in the whole world, in front of this grave, was Zhao Kuangran's weakness, the most vulnerable place.

Uncle Dao shook his head, and didn't care if Zhao Kuangchao could see it or not, and said calmly: "Don't forget, now you are the most promising man in our Qinglong Village, if anyone is sorry for your sister with you, I will be the first to fight with him, messy, you are sorry for everyone in this world, but only sorry for your sister, every move you make, your Uncle Dao sees it in his eyes, even if the whole world scolds you, Uncle Dao would rather believe that the whole world is a bad person, than believe that you are not a good person." ”

When Da Yue heard this, he turned his head and looked at Uncle Dao with some blankness, this very similar to Gong San'er's words appeared in Uncle Dao's mouth, and there was no feeling of discomfort, even more vivid and real than Gong San'er's.

Zhao Kuangran's shoulders trembled a little, and he didn't know whether he was laughing or crying.

"Uncle Dao, let my sister wait for another two years, and after two years, I will definitely come back again with that guy's head, definitely." Zhao Kuang messed word by word, his voice was extremely firm, and this monstrous hatred seemed to make Xing'anling crumbling.

Uncle Dao didn't answer, just sighed heavily, he knew that Zhao Kuang messed out of Qinglong Village, and every day was equivalent to hanging his life on the blade, not that he didn't want to stop it, but he couldn't stop it, this Qinglong Village didn't know how much virtue he had accumulated before he came out, and he had more revenge than the black blind man on the mountain, the jackal, and he could let go of the hatred that was heavier than taking his wolf's life?

It's just that Dayue and Guisan, who were standing far away, gradually touched something, and seemed to think of a story that was so cliché that it couldn't be more cliché, but if it really happened to someone, it probably wouldn't be able to be described as cliché.

Zhao Kuangran, who couldn't kneel for a long time, got up slowly, turned his head, and had an incomparably vicissitudes of life, setting off the mountains and tombs behind him, a scene that can be seen once in this life, inexplicably reminding people of that city, this society, this era, this man who has experienced it, what will it look like if he jumps into these things?

The sun set, and the last light shone on the four of them, and Zhao Kuang made a story about Xing'an Mountains, without too many appropriate words, or this qiē in front of him, no need for words to prove it.

Zhao Kuangran's story has slowly become the story of many people, and I don't know if this is good or bad.

Gui San screamed and scolded in a low voice, and he didn't know if he was scolding Liu Sheng, or the life of this son of a bitch, Dayue was as calm as usual, but he kept looking at Zhao Kuangchao, what he was thinking in his heart, no one knew.

Gui San finally has an answer, although he doesn't see people as vicious as Gong San'er, but it is by no means to the point of being blind, Zhao Kuangchao does not look like a completely ambitious person, but he is doing a completely ambitious thing, any abnormality in this society has the clearest explanation, there must be a demon when things are impermanent, it turns out that Zhao Kuangchao has to have ambition, about the mystery of Zhao Kuangchao, Gui San finally solved it all after hearing this story.

Compared to Guisan, Da Yue is so quiet, just staying like this, but the dog that bites people usually does not bark, Zhao Kuanglan can clearly feel the change in Da Yue's eyes, a look like a wolf who has been hungry for more than half a month.

"What sins did you and I do in our last lives?" Zhao Kuang stood in front of the grave, laughing at himself, he had never complained about anything, but if he said this, it was extremely bitter.

"The old man has been, there is no previous life, and there is no life, people are a lifetime, and a good life is a lifetime, thinking about the previous life and the next life is too tired, and it can't change the next life, one life, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulations of yin and virtue, and five readings are all bullshit, in this era, success is in people." Da Yue's voice was calm, and a rough man said this kind of thing, looking a little awkward, and no one had any reason to care about this thing.

Zhao Kuang smiled nonsense, a little depressed, his heart is higher than the sky and his life is thinner than paper, there are too many examples of this kind in this society, the rich are only richer, and the poor are only more miserable.

"Kamesan, how is this story?" Zhao Kuang looked at the silent turtle San.

Guisan pursed his lips, trying his best to hide something, but he couldn't change his revealing expression, and reluctantly said, "General." ”

Zhao Kuang smiled nonsense, nodded at Uncle Dao, and the four of them took advantage of the moonlight to go down the mountain, and there were all kinds of creepy sounds on the mountain along the way, but except for the frightened and trembling Guisan, the other three old hunters walked unmoved.

When walking through the stone wall, suddenly a special roar made the four of them stop their steps, and the turtle three were directly frightened by this terrifying sound and hid behind Dayue, although it was a little embarrassing, but compared to life, there was no comparison.

"Tiger?" Da Yue looked at the stone wall and tilted his head, his fists clenched reflexively inadvertently.

Zhao Kuang was confused, this is the sound of a tiger's roar, perhaps only people who have lived here for decades will really understand that hearing such a sound is the matter of green smoke coming from the ancestral tomb, in this huge forest, it is not that there are no wild Siberian tigers, but there are too few.

Uncle Dao's body habitually bowed up, regretting that he didn't bring a guy, if this beast really wants to beat the four of them, just with their bare-handed four, I'm afraid they don't even have the ability to deter this guy, maybe only after seeing the true face of this big insect, will they feel how it is for Wu Song to fight the tiger on the Water Margin, of course, this can also be reversed.

This tiger roar, Zhao Kuang sounded familiar, as if this big insect had been guarding in front of the stone wall.

"Let's go." The turtle Sanda, who was eager to try, was scared in his heart, and there was nothing more terrible than hearing this terrifying roar at night, you know, they were not facing a rational person, but a Siberian tiger.

Zhao Kuang shook his head, it was not a very wise move to withdraw now, it was equivalent to leaving his back to this tiger with an angry voice.

Another roar, this time it feels a little closer, this seems to be able to shock the soul of the roar, so that Gui San is a little unstable, but still strong, only the majestic back of Da Yue can give him a little more sense of security, the funny thing is that this Da Yue, who gives him a sense of security, is laughed at by him every day as a stupid big man, and the reality is extremely abstract.

"It's coming." Uncle Dao leaned towards Dayue, and Zhao Kuangran also leaned over, and the three of them seemed to form a wall, listening to the incomparably terrifying footsteps with their ears pricked up.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, and the four of them held their breath and looked at the black jungle, as if they had a pair of eyes with green light.

The sound of heavy breathing was getting closer and closer, and Da Yue was ready to meet it, and in the face of this desperate beast, Da Yue would rather bear the first blow, even if it was at the cost of his own life.

The tiger's roar sounded again, as if it was beside him again, deafening, and Gui San collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, his face extremely pale.

"Let's go." Zhao Kuangran shouted in a low voice.

Dayue directly carried the turtle three, and the four of them turned around and left, their steps were hurried, but they didn't run.

"Don't look back." Zhao Kuang rushed to the turtle who was almost in tears, and now the turtle is not too scared.

Kamesan's body trembled, and he didn't know if he heard it.

Walking all the way, without looking back, the heavy breathing seemed to follow all the way, until when it reached the front of the courtyard on the way down the mountain, he finally got rid of the sound of breathing like a magic barrier, and this extreme fear.

Kamesan found that he was soaked with sweat, Dayue threw Kamesan down directly, Kamesan didn't feel pain, his whole body seemed to be stiff, he tried to look at the mountain road bravely, only to see a huge black shadow standing in the distance, that seemed to have spiritual eyes, seemed to be staring at himself, Kamesan was frightened and shivered, but the black shadow just turned his head and disappeared into the mountain forest.

"I'm good." Uncle Dao was afraid, if it weren't for the fact that this big insect didn't have the intention to kill, I'm afraid they would have a bunch of bones left by now, those experts who hide from the tigers in the mountains, when they really see this kind of big cat, they will know what real powerlessness is, because no one will risk their lives to make this big joke.