Zhang Meng described what he had just translated, but he subconsciously hid the next few sentences and didn't say it.

"Uncle, I want to go to the mainland tomorrow!" Zhang Meng looked at Zhang Shaohong firmly.

"Alas, your personality is carved in the same mold as your father, and seeing you is like seeing the fourth child of the year! Okay, since you have chosen this path, I hope you don't regret it, I have booked a ticket for you tomorrow, and I will arrange apprentices to pick you up on the mainland, this time I will go afar, let Zhao San, Lao Chen, and the sick ghost follow, don't panic if you encounter anything, listen to the three uncles first, they are all old rivers and lakes, don't mess around......"

Zhang Shaohong walked out with a somewhat lonely expression, as if he was exhausted to the extreme, and when Zhang Shaoba passed by Zhang Meng's side, he took a heavy sip and scolded.

"Nonsense!"

Looking at Zhang Shaoba with a gloomy vulture face, Zhang Meng was a little angry, his third uncle has been doing everything possible to prevent him from going to the mainland, is he afraid that he will find something? Zhang Meng quietly clenched his fists.

"Young Master Meng, it's really okay, you can actually say that you are a big master! Your uncle is really, just let me go and lift the tomb, and take your oil bottle, it's really sad, damn just gave me a foot and turned it over, alas, this cute baby, how can you let me say hello! ”

Zhao San picked up the cigarette gun and squeezed, he lay on the sofa beautifully, spitting out round smoke rings.

"Get out!" Zhang Meng roared angrily.

"Fortunately, there is a lame sick ghost to take care of this time, otherwise I would be alone, and I can't bring your oil bottle!"

Chen lame smiled lightly: "Don't listen to this old smoker's nonsense, Young Master Meng, you are in Shuiyuexuan's table, I see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart." Even the experts who are inverted, there are few eyesights that can compare with yours. Rest early today and take your first flight to the mainland tomorrow! ”

Zhang Meng nodded in response, then went back to the house and turned over to sleep, able to investigate the cause of his father's death, the breath he had been suppressing in his heart also dissipated a lot, and at this time he went to bed and turned over, and actually fell asleep.

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In a dimly lit room, Zhang Shaohong rubbed the tip of his nose and said expressionlessly: "Brother Jun, you have been following for fifteen years, and I won't say polite words." This trip will trouble you, I feel that Ah Meng and they are more auspicious this time, you secretly follow them, one bright and one dark, and you can take care of anything you encounter......"

Zhang Shaohong whispered a few words in Brother Jun's ear, Brother Jun nodded, and then turned around and left to pack his bags and belongings.

Early the next morning, Zhang Meng kicked Zhao San to wake up, Zhao San put his feet next to Zhang Meng's nose and snorted coldly: "There are still forty minutes for the plane to take off, and I will give you five minutes to wash and dress up." ”

Zhang Meng, who was in a daze, smelled a smell of sour feet, and the whole person immediately vomited.

After packing up and looking at each person's small bag of luggage, Zhang Meng asked with some surprise: "Why do you two bring so few things?" I've got all the glow sticks, claw hooks, and folding shovels! ”

Zhao San squinted his eyes and watched Zhang Meng drag the two huge suitcases out, his eyes were almost about to burst into flames, he rushed over and kicked the two boxes open, and he was about to throw Zhang Meng into the car.

"Do you want to bring your little American pistol with you?"

"I brought it, tied to my ankles!"

"I'm cǎo, I'm dead!" …………

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Half an hour later, Zhang Meng, who got on the plane, learned that the mainland has gun control regulations, and if he finds out, he will be imprisoned at least and lose his head at worst.

"I said that you are a cute boy, I am simply a fool, the third master, I actually want to fight with you, whenever I think of this, I feel that God is unfair to me......" Zhao San said.

Zhang Meng was annoyed and angry, and immediately counterattacked: "I said that you are a thief old man who has to stumble with black feet after beating, who gave you the guts to talk to me like this, believe it or not, when you meet zongzi, I will be the first to let you go to the tooth sacrifice." ”

When it comes to playing tricks, where is Zhao San Zhang Meng's opponent? He spoke louder and louder, and only then did he lower his pitch a little when the last cabin was glaring at them both.

When he turned his head and wanted Chen Cripple to comment on the theory, he found that the cripple didn't know when, and was already pretending to be thinking about looking out the window, as if he didn't know himself.

"This cripple!"

Zhang Meng and Zhao San had this idea in their hearts at the same time.

Soon, the plane arrived at the destination of Shenzhen, the four of them simply ate and drank, and then stepped on the train to Hubei.

"Third Uncle Zhao, tell me about the six doors!"

When the train started, Zhang Meng felt idle after sitting for a while, and asked curiously at the moment, he only knew that the six people in the six doors had a messy relationship with the Zhang family. But every time I asked a few uncles, they always lightly brushed the topic over, and seemed unwilling to look back on that past.

"Six doors, haha, I remember this title......"

Zhao San showed a hint of a smile, he gently shook the ashes in the cigarette gun, and continued to speak to himself.

"The monk is a lame man with two spearmen, and the sick ghost army brother is the little red lady, this is the full name of the six doors back then. I think about the six of us, how famous it was in old Beijing, and then I would actually give your uncle a hand, I can't believe it......"

Zhao San took a sip of the liquor in the jug and said vaguely.

"How did my uncle subdue you back then? Is it the same as martial arts novels, fighting in the ring and knocking you down one by one? Zhang Meng gestured with great interest.

"Hmph, no one can defeat the Six Gates, no one can." Zhao San snorted coldly, and then changed his words: "But your uncle's courage is indeed the only one I have seen in my life, when your Zhang family expanded its territory to old Beijing, it vigorously suppressed our six-door business, with your Zhang family's strong financial resources, we are losing and retreating, and finally plan to give your father a Hongmen banquet, if he dares to come, he will do him on the spot, if he doesn't dare to come, his reputation will plummet, at that time in the capital, your uncle is a god-like character!" ”

At that time, I remember most clearly that when drinking, the monk smashed the wine glass, and raised his hand to put a box gun on your uncle's head, but your uncle still talked and laughed freely, and he didn't even blink his eyebrows. The monk sighed at that time, how could there be such a strange man in the world, and then he was willing to submit to your uncle. We didn't agree at first, but slowly, we were still impressed by your uncle's open-mindedness, and since then, the Zhang family has been in the same breath as the six doors! ”

"The monk is a lame man with two guns, and the sick ghost army brother is ...... little red lady" Zhang Meng counted his fingers: "Hey, what about the other two?" Why haven't I seen it all this time. ”

"You...... You mean the monk and the little matchmaker? ”

Zhao San's tongue was a little bigger, but he still tried to answer.

"The monk is a man who values love and righteousness, and in order to rescue a favorite prostitute from the prostitution hole, he went to Shaolin and practiced martial arts there. When the monk was successful, he defected to Shaolin, rescued the woman, and relied on the business of robbery to meet the woman's expenses. But in less than half a year, the woman eloped with Xiaobaimian and exposed the monk's crimes, wanting to put him to death. The monk killed the adulterer ****, and finally in desperation, he came to the old Beijing City Gate Building, and with his skills, he became a tomb robber, or the head of the tomb robbers: the head of the six doors. When your Zhang family was killed, it was he who carried all the sins, in other words, he was everyone's benefactor, you have to remember, Ah Meng, you must remember! ”

I don't know if it's too high, Zhao San said a little vaguely, he said as he spoke, his eyes didn't know when it was already red, and he scolded.

"These eyelashes are in the eyes again, fuck it!"

Zhang Meng was also enthusiastic when he heard this, what kind of iron-blooded man is this, he can become the head of the six doors, and he really has his reason, how many people can compare to this courage alone?

"Benefactor and monk!" Zhang Meng snatched the wine jug, took a big sip of it, and then poured the rest of the wine down, the burning knife and white wine burned his throat as if it was on fire, he desperately held back the strength of the wine, and suddenly his little face turned red.

The corners of Chen's crippled eyes were a little moist, which seemed to evoke some memories for Zhao San, and he snatched the wine jug in Zhao San's hand, and a large mouthful of scorching white wine also burst into his stomach.

"Little matchmaker is also a figure that I Zhao San has always respected! Although the little matchmaker is a man, she likes to dress up since she was a child, likes to wear skirts, and paints red lips, and usually sits alone in the theater to listen to operas and sing operas. Of course, he sings all the reverses, such as "Mulan". To be honest, the little matchmaker is still delicate, and if you don't look carefully at the Adam's apple, you really don't know if it's a man. But such a person was rejected by the world in that era, so the little matchmaker lived alone in her own world, and with her ingenuity, she created her own tomb robbery skills, won countless successes, and became a famous figure. The little matchmaker has a cute personality and is considerate, and the stolen money he has received from tomb robbery, in addition to food and clothing, is mostly used to adopt stray cats and dogs, and give porridge to the poor, he is the kindest tomb robber I have ever seen! ”

"Your ghost uncle, it was also saved by the little matchmaker back then, without the little matchmaker, there would be no your ghost uncle, there is still a love between them!"

The sick ghost's eyes were red, and before he knew it, his face was already covered with tears, and he poured a mouthful of white wine into his stomach fiercely, and his mouth made a sound that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"It's a pity that such a kind person is ...... in the sea of sand"

"Don't say it, don't say it!"

The sick ghost suddenly roared excitedly, his face was extremely hideous, and the green tendons on his hands burst out, and he actually directly lifted Zhao San up with one hand, making a fuss all night......