"! Uncle Cheng, wait for me! ”

I looked back at Li Rusong, who was walking and swinging, and said angrily: "Drink!" If you can't drink it, you know that you have to go on a mission this morning, so you have to drink to death! ”

He panted and caught up, stretched out his arm on my shoulder, and said, "What, how did I know I was going to climb the mountain, hell!" I don't know what Zhu Yuanrun's old man thinks, he will suffer this living crime when he is old. ”

Throwing his arm away, I threw him a "Don't pull the calf!" You can't bear the 500 yuan! After that, he climbed straight up along the dirt path in the mountains.

I suddenly threw off my arm, Li Rusong lost his body support point, and stumbled and fell to the ground. After getting up, he immediately roared angrily: "Lao Cheng, your uncle! You're going to murder! I'll ...... you" It's a pity that I didn't see me look back at him after scolding for a long time, so I had to pat my ass and chase after him helplessly.

I didn't recover because I was so crazy last night, and the temperature was nearly 30 degrees, and after climbing for a while, I felt a little slimy on my back.

Fortunately, Shanghai belongs to the coastal hilly area, and there are no high mountains, otherwise it is really enough to drink a pot. After continuing to climb for about a quarter of an hour, the two of us finally stood at the door of Qingfeng Temple, and after a little relief, Li Rusong stepped forward and knocked on the door of the Taoist Temple.

After being introduced into the Taoist temple hall by the self-proclaimed "Huang Douding" Xiaodao Tong, an old man with a bad face received us.

The rotten-faced old Taoist made a gesture to the two of us with a whisk in his hand, and said with a bit of a worldly master: "The two of you should be in the public family, I don't know if you come to Qingfeng Guan for business or private affairs?" ”

If it weren't for the fact that he only had half a good face left, and he stepped into the coffin with half a leg in his old age, just looking at the tone of the grandmaster of his generation, I would really think of him as some kind of worldly master.

Although I was a little unimpressed, since I was here to investigate, I still had to do some superficial work, and then I politely said to him, "I don't know what to call the Taoist chief?" How do you tell we're police? ”

The rotten face Lao Dao asked Huang Douding to take out two futons and put them on the ground, and after motioning for us to sit down, he pretended to be profound: "The poor Dao Law is called the ghost face real person, and the two little friends can be called the poor Dao ghost face Taoist." As for how to know that the two are from the public family, hehe, you can't say, you can't say. ”

Watching him caress his beard and smile leisurely, I feel a sense of resonance in my heart. That yin and yang face was scary enough, and I had to laugh out loud, if I walked around the crematorium or mass grave in the middle of the night, I would have to scare people's lives.

For a while, I suddenly thought of what the old people said - if you are not afraid of ghosts crying, you are afraid of ghosts laughing.

Holding back the discomfort in my heart, I said with a smile on my face, "That rotten... Ghost Face Daoist, since you don't want to say it, then let's change the topic, Zhu Yuanrun, how much do you know about him? ”

When the rotten face Lao Dao heard this, his face changed slightly, but he was covered up in an instant, "Oh? Mr. Zhu Yuanrun is an old friend of the poor road, is Xiaoyou interested in him? ”

Although he was quick to cover it up, I still caught it, so he said quietly: "Listen to the tone of the Taoist, you should know him very well, right?" ”

"Hehe, Poor Dao is indeed familiar with him, and he has known him for almost 50 years. If Xiaoyou is interested, Poor Dao can talk about it. ”

I didn't expect him to be neat and tidy and point out his relationship with Zhu Yuanrun, so I didn't know how to speak. After thinking about it, he felt that his thoughts were a little confused, and then he glanced at Li Rusong.

He secretly made an "ok" gesture to me, and then said to the rotten old man: "What, the ghost face is long, right, you said that you have known Zhu Yuanrun for decades, why haven't we heard your name mentioned by outsiders, you must know that he is a celebrity!" As a friend of a celebrity, you should have been in a gossip magazine a long time ago. ”

After Li Rusong finished speaking, I noticed a trace of hesitation on the half of the good face of the old man with a bad face, and it seemed that he didn't expect someone to point to the point and point out the loopholes in his words.

Sure enough, the tone of his voice changed a little, and he didn't have the calmness he had at the beginning, "Hehe, poor Dao is a person who has turned into an outsider, and he doesn't value these mundane things." ”

"Oh, the Taoist chief is really a good person, it's not me who said, that Zhu Yuanrun is not a thing, I have known you for decades, and I come to burn incense every Saturday, and I haven't seen anything else to help your old man improve his life or anything. Tsk, tsk, alas ... This person's heart is ......" Saying this, Li Rusong deliberately stopped, and intentionally or unintentionally swept the dilapidated hall with his afterglow.

Before the rotten face old man could speak, Huang Douding, who was standing on the side, replied indignantly: "Hmph! If you don't know, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Zhu is good to us! ”

Although Li Rusong didn't catch the big fish of the rotten face Lao Dao, he didn't waste his tongue in vain when he caught the small miscellaneous fish of soybean dice, and then he bit it like a cat smelling fishy: "Hey! You five-inch nails, little snails, your master hasn't opened his mouth yet, what are you anxious about? It's okay to cool off! ”

Seeing that he was about to suffer, he hurriedly signaled Huang Douding with his eyes not to talk too much, but when he was angry, his brain was already blank, and he didn't notice Master's every move at all, "You dare to scold me!" I'm only 13 years old! I haven't started to grow taller yet, I'll grow taller! ”

"Oops! I didn't see it, I didn't say it, look at your old-fashioned appearance, buddy still thinks you're 23! Go and go, while you stay, I still have to talk to your master about Zhu Yuanrun. Li Rusong seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and continued to anger Huang Douding.

"You big fool! Isn't it just Mr. Zhu's business! I don't need my master to say it, I know it! ”

Looking at the soybean dices who were already a little hysterical, Li Rusong took the opportunity to press down the last straw, "You are a native grandson, you know a fart!" Get out of the way, don't get in my way! ”

Huang Douding's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes roared with tears: "I just know!" Every Saturday, Mr. Zhu gave us rice and noodles, and also gave us money to spend, as well as ......"

"Smack"

Just as the two of us were waiting with anticipation for Huang Douding to continue, the rotten-faced old man suddenly stood up and slapped him in the face, "Criminal! Is it your turn to speak here? Don't get out of here! ”

Huang Douding was stunned all of a sudden, covered his face and looked at the rotten old man steadily, and after a while, he ran out crying loudly.

After he left the main hall, the rotten old man deliberately pretended to be crumbling, and said weakly: "Two little friends, I'm very sorry, Poor Dao is old and a little powerless. I won't accompany you two today, but if there is nothing else, then please go back. ”

After saying these words, he directly left us in the same place and walked towards the apse in three steps.

Seeing this, Li Rusong flew away with some unwilling ducks, and then took steps to stop the rotten face Taoist, but I stopped him, "Forget it, he looks like this and obviously won't say anything anymore, let's go back." ”

"His uncle's! It's just a little bit close, you can dig up some clues, I'm really unwilling! ”

Hearing his voice rise, I quickly stopped: "Come on! So loud, and not afraid of being heard by them. As I spoke, I pointed in the direction of the apse, and then walked out before him.

Li Rusong was woken up by me, spat hatefully at the apse, and then left the hall after me.

The rotten face Lao Dao was in the attic of the apse, hiding behind the window and seeing me and Li Rusong walking out of Qingfeng Guan, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Yuanrun, asking him to meet here at 8 o'clock tonight.

After Zhu Yuanrun received the call, he agreed to his request as soon as possible, and then asked the assistant to push off a drinking party in the evening. At 7 p.m., he called a driver to take him to Qingfeng Temple.

Arriving at the foot of Qingfeng Guan Mountain, the driver put Zhu Yuanrun down according to the usual practice, and agreed to pick him up at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and then drove away.

After the car drove away, Zhu Yuanrun suddenly walked towards the mountain with a sharp back, revealing a mental state that was diametrically opposed to usual, like a strong young man in his early twenties.

When he came to the door of Qingfeng Temple, he did not see Huang Douding waiting for him in front of the door as before, but unexpectedly saw the rotten face Lao Dao standing in front of the door with a gloomy face.

Zhu Yuanrun walked up to him with doubts, stretched his neck and glanced at the Taoist temple twice, and just wanted to ask, but he was preemptively said by the rotten old Taoist: "No need to look for it." ”

"Humph! I thought you'd wait another two years. After dropping this sentence, Zhu Yuanrun passed him directly and walked in.

After more than half an hour, the rotten old man walked into the apse with a wooden basin with a diameter of half a meter, and after putting the wooden basin on the dining table, he said to Zhu Yuanrun, who was waiting a little impatiently: "Hehe, it is worthy of being a person who can do something to his wife and daughter, just now he was still angry, but now he is a little impatient, at that time, he ......"

Zhu Yuanrun sneered, interrupting his words, and then said to him with a blushing face: "How many times have I said it, don't mention the things of the year in front of me!" ”

"Hehe, don't mention it? Do you know why Poor Dao will start with diced soybeans in advance? The rotten face said in a weird way while pointing to the wooden basin on the table.

After all, he is a person who has lived for seventy or eighty years, and Zhu Yuanrun directly heard the unusual meaning from his words, so he asked him suspiciously: "What do you mean by this?" Is someone eyeing you? ”

The rotten-faced old man smiled contemptuously, "No matter what, Poor Dao will live thirty or forty years longer than you, don't show your little cleverness and be embarrassed." ”

Zhu Yuanrun listened to his words, and immediately fell silent, although he thought that one day things would be exposed, but he never thought that things would happen to him.

Seeing that he was deep in thought, the rotten old man shook his head in disappointment, and said to him with some pity: "Okay, don't think too much, it's not too late to think about those things when you go back." Eat it first, it will lose its effect when it is cold. ”

After speaking, he slowly lifted the lid on the wooden basin, and the moment the lid was opened, a burst of hot air accompanied by the rich smell of meat wafted throughout the apse.