Zhang Guazi's family lived in Anhui for more than a month, and the husband and wife opened a porcelain shop, specializing in reselling all kinds of porcelain from all over the world; Most of the things like porcelain are sold to foreigners, and most of the Chinese people are good enough to use, and they don't hoard so much; Westerners, on the other hand, regard the hoarding of Chinese porcelain, bronze and other works of art with Chinese characteristics as a symbol of their power, wealth and status, especially ancient cultural relics.

In this month, Zhang Guazi completely missed the opportunity to get in touch with the organization; The Nanchang uprising started, the train from Anhui to Nanchang was suspended, and Zhang Guazi's family was trapped here, but fortunately, there was still a small porcelain shop.

Zhang Guazi has been taking care of the store from beginning to end, getting up early every day and being greedy for darkness; As soon as the sun pierced the sky, Zhang Guazi was already ready to go out to buy goods and investigate; At sunset, under the dim electric light, Zhang Guazi sat alone on a wooden chair, flipping through all kinds of porcelain-related books, and carefully observing the porcelain on the table; has long left the entrustment behind, and although the life of a family of three is not rich, they are still happy and fulfilling.

Zhang Mei didn't go to the private school, it's not that no one dared to open it in the turbulent era, but Zhang Guazi always thought about it but avoided it, the promise had to be fulfilled for him, and Mei'er was already his heart, and he couldn't cut it.

It didn't take long for such a day to pass, and the person entrusted to him was inseparable like a shadow.

At noon, Zhang Guazi looked at the store as usual, and had just had lunch. A foreigner walked in and handed him a bouquet of chrysanthemums: "There is a Taoist priest who told me that if he brings his chrysanthemums to you, you can exchange them for a piece of porcelain." “

When the foreigner took the chrysanthemum out of the pocket of the windbreaker, Zhang Guazi's heart trembled, as if something was constantly flowing out, cold, and there was always a trace of sadness.

He knew that the appearance of the chrysanthemum was a reminder from the Taoist priest back then, and it was also a signal that he was separated from Mei'er; The foreigner saw Zhang Guazi stunned there, so he tentatively asked, "si."

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Zhang Guazi took down two pieces of porcelain from the shelves behind him in a panic: "Give you one more, please take me to meet the person who gave you this bouquet of chrysanthemums." “

The foreigner is very inexplicable, one is to give him a chrysanthemum to change the porcelain, the other is to give him an extra piece of porcelain, let him take it to find the person who sent him the chrysanthemum, since he wants to meet, why not come by himself? However, I couldn't let go of the cheap pick-up for nothing, so I took the melon seeds to the song hall when I came.

Of course, it is not necessary for a person to want to hide; When Zhang Guazi and the foreigners came to the song hall, the Taoist priest had long been gone, but there was an unmovable paper figure hanging on the lamp at the door, facing the West Tianmu Mountain in the distance. Zhang Guazi took off the paper figure, opened it and said, "I saw a tree between the cliffs and looked for it, and walked away, so I came." “

Looking for the note left by the Taoist priest, Zhang Guazi said goodbye to the foreigners and went out of the city towards the depths of Tianmu Mountain.

Although it is said that there are clues provided by the Taoist priest, there is no sky on this Tianmu Mountain, full of tender green and yellowed branches and leaves that are exposed to the sun, and the so-called cliff cannot be seen at all, let alone the trees on the cliff.

Zhang Guazi simply walked straight to the depths of the jungle, although his vision was obscured, as long as he kept walking towards the center of Tianmu Mountain, he would definitely find it, even if he couldn't find it, it was a big deal to return the same way.

The sun is slightly slanting, presumably it is already the afterglow of the sunset, Zhang Guazi panicked, thinking: If this continues to go towards the center, it is estimated that he will not be able to go back tomorrow morning.

Zhang Guazi was already exhausted, and happened to stop by a small stream; With the help of the clear stream, he took a handful and put it into his mouth, which instantly relieved the volcano that seemed to be billowing and tumbling with thick smoke; Squatting down in a clearing near the stream, raising a gurgling stream, and pounced on his face; It was much easier, Zhang Guazi looked at the source with the stream, and the stream was from top to bottom with the mountain, coiling around the mountain like a green snake.

Snake! Dragons, dragons!

Zhang Guazi suddenly remembered the second half of the note: "Coiling the dragon and leaving, so come." "Isn't this the coiling dragon in front of you! Zhang Guazi suddenly brightened, shook his spirits, and his tired body ran towards the source of the stream like chicken blood.

It turns out that there was already a Hokage running away at that time...

Twilight has arrived, and so have melon seeds. For a whole afternoon, the melon seeds were not in vain; In front of you, under the two pairs of planted green pines, a simple and elegant, moss-covered Taoist temple is presented in front of you.

Zhang Guazi walked on a smooth path paved with clear stones, walked to the wooden door with the color of red bricks like dampness, the brass lion head knocker, and the couplets on both sides read, "Qingshan has its own Qingshan Road, where does the bright moon come from"; The plaque looks like four big characters that have been repeatedly written, "Yanyue Villa".

Shake the knocker, no one responds; Looking from the plum blossom window of the wall, there are three or four rooms in the courtyard, only one of which is lit by faint candlelight, but there is no one; Presumably he has rested, Zhang Guazi thought.

Although I didn't see the main owner, I found the place where I was entrusted.

As the saying goes, "it's easy to go up the mountain, but it's hard to go down", and the road down the mountain is indeed not easy to walk; Through the foliage, the moonlight sparsely sprinkled on the mountain road covered with fallen leaves. Looking at the road with a piece of black and a gray one, every step is carefully tempted.

Zhang Guazi is actually timid and afraid, even if he has been in the army for four years, he can't get rid of the problem of not daring to walk at night, not to mention that in this deep mountain and old forest, he can't see his five fingers.

After walking for half an hour, Zhang Guazi couldn't stand it; I was already exhausted when I went up the mountain in the afternoon, and I didn't have time to rest when I got to the mountain, and I came down again, and every time I lifted my legs, my knees and hip shafts were clicking, and my thighs and stomachs were constantly twitching; It's still that stream, Zhang Guazi wants to sit down and rest for a while; But this is the south, who knows if there will be a snake, even a mosquito is two or three times larger than the north, if it is bitten, who can stand it! The melon seeds dispelled the idea of resting, drank two or three sips of water, and moved in the direction of the mountain.

The next day, the porcelain shop did not open, and yesterday's foreigners waited at the door, dumbfounded, and did not know where to get another bouquet of chrysanthemums, trying to change another piece of porcelain; Zhang Guazi slept until he woke up, and after a simple meal, he took his wife and children to the back mountain (West Tianmu Mountain), and we all know what happened next, the old way of "Yanyue Villa" did not want to accept Zhang Mei as an apprentice, but this melon seed was entrusted by someone to complete, and he visited the villa with his wife and children repeatedly, but the old way was always the same answer - not to accept it.

Until one day, Zhang Mei had a high fever, and Zhang Guazi had to take Mei'er to seek medical treatment, and gave up going to the villa to visit again. The old man of this villa is also curious, standing outside the house and waiting for the door, but unfortunately the future is delayed; Why didn't the family of three who came here again and again not come today? Is that all there is to it? I can't help but get annoyed. Just as Lao Dao was about to turn around and go back to the house, something reflected the moonlight and flew straight towards the back of Lao Dao's head; Who is Lao Dao? After practicing for more than 50 years, this little trick can still react, and his body shook slightly, only to see a silver needle between his index finger and middle finger;

This needle, he is familiar with, it is his junior brother's craft; Looking back in the direction where the needle was flying, it was empty.

"Senior brother, what are you still worried about?"

Lao Dao couldn't understand what the junior brother meant by sending this silver needle, maybe it had something to do with the Zhang Guazi family who came every day these days.

Lao Dao finally accepted Zhang Mei, not because of anything else, but because he found that this little girl was not very human; Big earlobes, high mountain roots, wide nose wings, the heavenly court is full and round, but there are a few more black moles in these eyebrows, and the eyes are actually three pupils; These three pupils are different from double pupils, which are two pupils that do not coincide, while Zhang Mei's three pupils are three overlapping pupils, each slightly larger than the previous one, red, brown, yellow, from the inside to the outside and then the iris, which is the white of the eye; This kind of person has never been heard of, and it has never been recorded in the ancient books of Guannei. This series of things is the bureau of the "junior brother" in the mouth of the old Taoist, so everything has to wait for the "junior brother" to explain.