Geng Chaozhong turned his head slowly, the leaves rustled, and in the darkness, the dark green locust leaves almost blended with the night, and the sound came from there.

"When people reach middle age, they have the pain of being in a foreign land, but it doesn't hurt if they are prosperous." In the darkness, an old hoarse voice continued.

"It's you!" Geng Chaozhong was shocked again.

He heard it, this was the fortune-telling old man who connected with him at the door of Tianshui Hutong, the peripheral personnel in Wang Tianmu's mouth!

"It's me, come back quickly, don't go and risk it." The old fortune teller spoke.

Geng Chaozhong slowly moved back, it was obvious that this old man was a friend rather than an enemy, otherwise, if he came casually just now, he would already be on the ground.

Slowly moving to the place where the voice came from, Geng Chaozhong finally saw clearly, this old man was wearing a horse coat, and his short body was nesting at the junction of the trunk and branches, coupled with the deep branches and thick leaves, and the leaves rustling in the wind, he didn't even notice it.

"Why are you here? By the way, how did you get here? Geng Chaozhong was full of doubts in his heart, even if this old man could escape, but this locust tree is not short, how did such a shriveled old man come up?

"Of course they climbed up," the old man's eyes were like a deep pool in the dark, "Sir, don't go back, it's full of Japanese now, and none of them have run out." ”

"What about Stationmaster Wang, has he come back?" Geng Chaozhong asked—this was his primary concern.

"He went out at eight o'clock and never came back, and the Japanese were looking for him." The old man replied again.

It seems that this fortune teller knows a lot, and that time period is the time when Wang Tianmu went out to meet Geng Chaozhong.

"So, who are you?"

Geng Chaozhong was silent for a moment, and finally asked.

"Is the chief asking for my name?" The old man still looked unfazed, "My name is Geng Yunxing, you can just call me Old Man Geng." ”

“..........”

"What's wrong?" The old man was a little curious.

"Nothing." Geng Chaozhong was a little ignorant, on this strange night, in this strange tree, this strange person he met was also surnamed Geng!

"Where are you from?" Geng Chaozhong suddenly asked an inexplicable sentence.

"People from Geng Village, Gaocheng, Hebei, what's wrong?" The old man was equally baffled.

Geng Chaozhong took another breath of cool air, moved his body, got closer to the old man, and carefully looked at the old man's face.

"What's wrong?"

The old man shrank back in disgust - this guy is so strange that in this case, he doesn't ask the Japanese how they found this place, but only asks inexplicable questions.

"Stationmaster Wang said you are from Rehe." Geng Chaozhong said.

"It's Rehe, but it's Rehe where my son went, and I went with him." The old man said.

Geng Chaozhong was silent again, but soon he spoke: "If you don't take the opportunity to run for your life, what are you hiding here?" ”

"I'm afraid that someone will come back and not know, and they will be caught by the Japanese." Old man Geng said.

"Those who can run have run, and those who can't run can't run can't run away, don't wait, let's go!" Geng Chaozhong's body moved, and it seemed that he was ready to go down the tree.

"Okay," Old Man Geng looked around hesitantly, "Stationmaster Wang ran away?" ”

"Ran away." Geng Chaozhong jumped off the tree lightly, stretched out his hand to support the old man Geng, who knows, the old man Geng didn't pick up the stubble at all, just jumped lightly, floating on the ground like a fallen leaf, and didn't make the slightest sound!

"Old man, you're a master!"

Geng Chaozhong sighed, didn't speak again, and walked quickly towards the outside of the alley, and the old man Geng followed without saying a word, because he was just a peripheral person.

"Senior Geng,,, how did you escape?" Geng Chaozhong asked as he walked.

"I live in the firewood house at the mouth of the alley, people are old and can't sleep well, I heard a noise outside and looked out, a look is good, a large number of people gathered outside the alley, I just wanted to go in to report the news, before I moved, the gang rushed in, and then I didn't dare to move anymore." Old man Geng replied.

"How did you join the Renaissance Society?" Geng Chaozhong asked again.

"My son is from the Secret Service, but I didn't find out until later. When he died, the station took me over, and Stationmaster Wang saw that I could come a few times, and he had run through the rivers and lakes before, so he asked me to be an outside line here. Old man Geng's tone was a little dull.

The two of them chatted while walking, and it didn't take long for the two to come to the abandoned house just now, Geng Chaozhong took a broken bowl, jumped to the house next door, and after a while, he walked back with the bowl, handed it over and said: "Senior Geng, drink saliva!" ”

"Thank you, sir." Old man Geng took the water and drank it all.

After nesting in the tree for a few hours, the old man was also thirsty.

"Don't call me sir, I'm not a big official, you call me Xiao Fang, I call you Lao Geng, how about it?" Geng Chaozhong said.

"Okay," Lao Geng agreed, looking quite free, "Where are we going now?" ”

"Let's get together for the night, and then figure it out tomorrow." Geng Chaozhong found a place to lie down.

"Okay." The old man was in his early sixties, and he seemed to be tired enough to choke all night, and after drinking water, he shrank in the base of the wall and did not move.

"The people of Geng Village in Gaocheng, is it the Geng Village handed down by Zhu Hongwu?" In the darkness, Geng Chaozhong's voice came.

"Yes, our ancestor is Geng Zaichen, the general under Hong Wuye, within a radius of dozens of miles, even when he arrives in Rehe and Inner Mongolia, there are also children of our Geng family." The old man's answer was very cool, and it seemed that he was also a simple character when he was young.

"What class are you?" Geng Chaozhong asked again.

"Yun Wangyu and Chao, I am the Yunzi generation," Old Man Geng replied subconsciously, and then as if he realized something, he asked, "Have you been to Geng Village?" ”

"I have an uncle who is from Geng Village," Geng Chaozhong said casually, "I heard that everyone in your village practices martial arts?" ”

"It's not everyone, but I've learned a few hands, mainly Xingyi gossip, and after I have learned it, I went to see the family nursing home to test martial arts and darts," the old man smiled a little bitterly at the corner of his mouth, "If I hadn't learned a few hands, my son wouldn't have added the secret service, and if he hadn't added the secret service, my son wouldn't have died." ”

Geng Chaozhong sighed.

In troubled times, that's it, farming without ability, a little capable caretaker, no matter how powerful it is, then study hard, the way out at that time was nothing more than these few.

"I heard that Stationmaster Wang said that you have a grandson...... Geng Chaozhong said again.

"Dead, blown up by devils."

Old man Geng's voice was as calm as ever, but Geng Chaozhong could hear that it was a hatred that went deep into the bone marrow.

Geng Chaozhong stopped talking, as if he was quietly thinking about the past.

In fact, Geng Chaozhong's ancestors are from Geng Village, and his father is the Hezi generation in 'Yunwang Yuhe Chao', and his grandfather is the Yuzi generation.......

This old man Geng is his ancestor according to his generation!

"When my son dies, he dies, and when I was young, I also walked darts, and I did this for a living, can I still have a good death? But my grandson, he's only five years old! Chubby, round and tender, only five years old! My dear darling! ”

In the corner of the wall, Old Man Geng suddenly burst into tears.