Zhang Qiansheng couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the White Crane Man, but the White Crane Man died in the hands of Xu Hong, although he was Xu Hong's master, he was brutally killed by Xu Hong, Zhang Qiansheng couldn't think about it so much, but suddenly grabbed the wrist of the old man in front of him: "White Crane Man? Zhang Qiansheng blurted out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What do you say, young man?" The old man looked at Zhang Qiansheng suspiciously, but he was not afraid, this is changed to many other old people are estimated to be very scared, who knows whether it is a robbery of money or a robbery, fortunately, Zhang Qiansheng has no two thoughts.

"You're a White Crane?" Zhang Qiansheng looked at the old man in front of him with stunned eyes, he would never be wrong, he would never be mistaken, Zhang Qiansheng recalled all the facial features of the White Crane people in his heart, and the old man in front of him was exactly the same as Xu Hong.

"You are really a little bit of strength in this later life, because I was still a person who practiced kung fu when I was young." The old man laughed, not knowing why.

"It's presumptuous, it's just that you look like one of my former masters." When Zhang Qiansheng talked to the old man in front of him, he had a feeling of traveling through the past, and he was more convinced that it was the White Crane people in front of him.

"Haha, if you think your master is fate, come and sit down and say." The old man saw that Zhang Qiansheng did not have any malicious intent, and he had also reminded himself not to destroy cultural relics not to look like a bad person, but to be a rare person with some moral values, the old man was also happy in his heart, and sat down on the steps with Zhang Qiansheng.

Jingzhou in the afternoon was a little cloudy, the sun couldn't go down, and there was still some breeze blowing on the face, and the ripples led Elaine and Zhang Kunsheng to chat hotly on the side, who could care what Zhang Qiansheng was doing.

"You're a tourist here, aren't you?" The old man put down the paint bucket and brush in his hand and looked at Zhang Qiansheng with a strange and immature face.

"Yes, the people in front of me are the ones who came with me, and I'm sitting here." Zhang Qiansheng pointed to Zhang Kunsheng and the others in front of him to show the old man.

"Oh, yes, where did you come from?" The old man asked.

"Hefei."

"That's not too far, now Jingzhou has a high-speed rail bullet train, and it's more convenient to come by car. Hefei ......" the old man said, but in the end, the sound of Hefei flip-flops was a little long.

"Do you have any comments on Hefei?" Zhang Qiansheng asked in large numbers.

"No, no, no, I don't have any opinion on Hefei, I have an old bone, and there are not many places to go out." The old man smiled awkwardly, he was old, and he had never been out of Jingzhou a few times.

"What about your children? Not taking you out? Zhang Qiansheng didn't realize that he had asked the wrong question, but those who didn't know were not guilty.

"Do you know why I'm wearing this red paint?" The old man looked at Zhang Qiansheng, his eyes were facing each other, and his eyes were a little deep.

"Say it, I'm not going to say it." Zhang Qiansheng knows what to say, and I hope that this white crane man can say something meaningful.

"Okay, ten years ago, my daughter, Shen Yue and her boyfriend returned to Jingzhou together, that year's May Day, it was rainy, and the two went to the city tower to play, my mother and I are also very optimistic about this pair, and the boy's conditions are also good in all aspects." The old man's eyes moistened a little as he spoke. "I am an old woman, such a daughter is regarded as a treasure in the palm of my hand, but that day, Shen Yue was here, and we fell to her death on the stairs we were sitting on." The old man was already weeping with some sadness.

Zhang Qiansheng felt that he had asked the wrong thing, but after thinking about it, he didn't ask the wrong question, there must be something unspeakable, otherwise how could he not let go of it for so many years.

"When I went out that day, I felt that something was wrong with the boy, he looked panicked, he always looked around, but he was not alert at the time, until later, the police called me and said that Shen Yue was dead, and the man was here at the time, standing, and asked him, he said that Yue'er fell down and died, when I came, there were blood stains on every staircase, my heart was like a knife, my wife immediately had high blood pressure, and she was not treated in time, and she left." The old man rubbed his eyes with calloused hands, tears in his eyes.

"Later, I called the police and asked the police to check the man, who knew that the police didn't care at all, based on his words, he said that my daughter fell to death, I was really angry, and someone was spying on me, it must be that the man sent someone to spy on me, otherwise I went out, every time I wanted to go out, someone would come out to stop me, I am an old man, what can I do? Well, now that I'm old, no one listens to me. I can only come here every year to paint red and avenge my daughter, have I been caught many times, and the fine has been paid a lot, but what can I do? Zhang Qiansheng was deeply touched by the old man's experience, and there must be something unknown in it.

"What do you remember the man's name?" Zhang Qiansheng asked bravely, helping the old man to avoid anything else.

"No...... I don't remember, it seems that the surname is Xu. ”

"But Xu Hong?" Zhang Qiansheng asked suddenly, thinking of the online article.

"Seems to be." The old man looked up at Zhang Qiansheng. "Do you know each other?"

"Qiansheng, what are you doing?" Zhang Kunsheng and others came over at this time.

"Old man is like this, you give me the address of your home, I will go to you later, I have some money, you take it first, my brother is here, you don't shirk it." Zhang Qiansheng took out 400 yuan from his pocket, handed it to the old man, and in a bit of a hurry, asked the old man to report his home address and save it in his mobile phone.

"Trust me, I'm not a bad person." Zhang Qiansheng picked up the old man and walked towards Zhang Kunsheng. "Don't apply this paint, the sin is Xu Hong, not the cultural relics!" Zhang Qiansheng warned the old man.

The old man looked at Zhang Qiansheng, holding 400 yuan in his hand, and the tears on his face had not been wiped away. The old man felt that he had met a savior, and he could still see his daughter's case in his lifetime, and if he could find out, it would be worth dying.

The old man walked downstairs, threw the paint bucket in his hand into the trash can, and walked towards the house. The old man took out a plastic bag from his pocket, carefully wrapped the 400 yuan given by Zhang Qiansheng, and put it in his pocket.

"What are you doing? Just sat here with an old man. Zhang Kunsheng asked.

"It's nothing, a cleaner, I'll talk, let's talk about it." Zhang Qiansheng smiled and rounded the field.

"Yes, the cleaners can talk, but maybe the cleaners know a lot." Elaine took a sip of water.

"But be careful, there are good people and bad people!" Ripples looked at Zhang Qiansheng, and there was a sentence in his eyes overflowing: Zhang Qiansheng, you should pay attention to safety.

Zhang Qiansheng smiled slightly, but the ripples turned red.

"When I went out, I heard Ripple's mother say that Zhang Qiansheng is a good child!" Elaine laughed, pulling at the ripples around her.

"Alright, stop making trouble, move on!" Ripple turned around and pushed the mouthy Elaine forward.

"How? That's a nice compliment, isn't it? Zhang Kunsheng hugged his younger brother and said without a match, not caring about the old man before, but Zhang Qiansheng completely ignited the fire of investigating Xu Hong in his heart - Xu Hong must have a problem, maybe he is a criminal.