Chapter 11: The Mysterious Man
Sha Dutian hurriedly ran over and asked, "What's the matter, mentally retarded?" β
"No, nothing." Zhao Ruozhi said in a panic, he suddenly remembered that his father also disappeared 24 years ago, would he be missing with the father of Sha Dutian's comrade-in-arms, if so, is his father also inside, he looked at Phoenix Terrace, and suddenly felt very strange.
Sha Dutian relieved himself and said, "I'm scared to death, I thought you saw zombies." β
The scorching sun was scorching, Zhao Ruozhi didn't want to think about anything, he said: "Let's go back, time flies so fast, it's already noon the next day." β
Sha Dutian was also surprised, he didn't expect it to be noon the next day, how did he know that Zhao Ruozhi said that the time passed so fast had another meaning.
The two walked into the poplar forest together, leaving only the rustling of leaves in the phoenix ditch.
On the phoenix platform, there was a man in black, dressed in black, with only two eyes exposed, watching the distant figure disappear into the poplar forest, and his distant eyes were full of appreciation.
"Remarkable"
"I didn't expect you to turn off most of the mechanisms, thanks."
"You actually thank me, I invaded your body, shouldn't you hate me?"
"After all, that's my son, and I'm still grateful that you let them go."
"Oh, that's going to disappoint you, and I'll tell you the truth, I planted black silk in the other kid."
"You..."
"What am I, do you think that with your affection, I will spare them? Don't be naΓ―ve. β
"What do you want?"
"What do I think? Then it's up to them to be obedient or not, unless they find the other five black boxes of the spirits, well, huh. β
"Isn't it easy to find the other five black boxes with your and my skills, why do you have to involve them?"
"Just you and me? Don't dream, if it could be so simple, I wouldn't be so painstaking, their appearance is not accidental, since they can come out of it, it is enough to show that they are still feasible, if you dare to spoil my good deeds, I guarantee that your son will die a miserable death. β
"Count yourself ruthless, you must promise to let my son go after this incident."
"As long as he is obedient, he will naturally, and when I see your son tomorrow, you know what to do."
"Alas," the man in black sighed.
At ten o'clock in the night, Sha Dutian had already fallen asleep, and the thunderous snoring sound shocked Zhao Ruozhi's mind, and Zhao Ruozhi couldn't sleep peacefully because of his heavy heart. There are no more strange snakes in the cellar, who is digging a secret passage under their house? Is the legend of the Twelve Street Caves true? What is that black box? What is the black silk that can control skeletons? Is the disappearance of my father related to the Twelve Street Caves? Too many mysteries lingered in my heart, lingering, I don't know how long it took, Zhao Ruozhi gradually sank into sleep.
When he woke up, Sha Dutian was in good spirits, he stretched his waist, and said that he slept very well, Zhao Ruozhi's drowsy eyes showed the drowsiness of not waking up, Sha Dutian said sarcastically: "Young man, it's not good to sleep lazy." β
Zhao Ruozhi said unhappily: "It's not you yet, you snort like a dead pig when you sleep at night." Sha Dutian laughed, disapproving, in short, he slept very well, his spirit was good, and his mood was also very refreshing.
After washing, Zhao Ruozhi discussed with Sha Dutian that it was best to seal the cellar, otherwise it would be a huge hidden danger. They tried their best to move a small grinding disc, which was just enough to block the mouth of the cellar, Zhao Ruozhi covered the grinding disc with soil, and he thought: "It should be much safer now." β
After finishing their work, Zhao Ruozhi and Sha Dutian set off to the farmland. It was ten o'clock in the morning, and the heat was rolling in the fields, with corn rustling and sweet potatoes paving the ground.
Zhao Ruozhi's mother's grave is in the middle of the cornfield, and the corn leaves are like rows of blades, crisscrossing the grave like a row, like a guardian of the spirit.
Zhao Ruozhi put a bouquet of lilies, which was his mother's favorite flower when she was alive, he knelt on the ground and burned paper money, and Sha Dutian put a plate of fruit and a plate of cooked pork.
Looking at the burned paper ashes, Zhao Ruozhi's eyes were dull, and he didn't know what was going on in his head, at this time, a clatter sound, Zhao Ruozhi and Sha Dutian looked at the same time, a person with a withered face stood behind them, and the two of them immediately became vigilant.
Zhao Ruozhi stood up and asked, "May I ask who you are?" Zhao Ruozhi naturally knew who belonged to this acre of land, and the person in front of him was clearly a stranger, only to see that the man looked haggard, and it could be seen that he had suffered a lot of vicissitudes, the slightly whitish beard on his chin was curled, the whitened whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and the wide jaws affected the curve of his face.
The man stared at Zhao Ruozhi for a long time, his eyes were full of excitement and eagerness, his hand moved slightly, and then he took a deep breath and said, "You are Ruozhi, I am your father's friend, come and see your mother." His voice was very flat and gentle.
Zhao Ruozhi felt very puzzled, and he said, "My dad's friend? Uncle, why haven't I heard of you? β
The man explained, "That's because your mother doesn't know me, so it's normal that you haven't heard of it." β
Zhao Ruozhi looked at the man, not sure whether what he said was true or false, and thought: "If what he said is true, how does he know that his mother is buried here, and if he is deceiving me, then how can he know my name?" He didn't know who the person in front of him was, and since he didn't know who this person was, he simply didn't think about it so much, first figured out the purpose of his coming, looking at his appearance, he must have experienced a lot of ups and downs, and maybe he could ask something about his father.
The man saw Zhao Ruozhi's doubts and said, "My name is Wang Zeng." β
Wang once took out the incense unhurriedly and said, "I know you have a lot of questions, so let's talk about it when I finish offering incense to your mother." He gently put the incense on the grave, there is no stone tablet on the grave, a simple grave, buried an ordinary woman, three incense sticks of smoke with wisps of smoke, with affection, I don't know if it can float to the people who are separated from the world.
Sha Dutian didn't speak, he knew that Zhao Ruozhi's father had disappeared a long time ago, and at this moment, he could only watch the progress of things silently, and the only thing he could do was to ensure Zhao Ruozhi's safety.
Wang Zeng bowed a few times, and then stared at the tomb and didn't know what he was thinking, Zhao Ruozhi said, "Uncle Wang, go and sit at home." He was going to inquire about his father in detail, so he humbly invited Wang Zeng.
The breeze passed by, and the cigarettes danced, and the king once looked up to the sky and said, "No, there are a few trees outside the cornfield, and there is some shade, let's go there." He refused Zhao Ruozhi's invitation, not knowing what he was afraid of in his heart.
There are a few people sitting cross-legged under the paulownia tree, the breeze is blowing, the corn leaves next to it are rattling, there are no people in the field at this time, the scorching sun is scorching, it is exactly what corn needs to grow.
Looking at Wang's former face, Zhao Ruozhi always had a familiar feeling in his heart, as for what it was, he couldn't say it himself, he was concerned about his father's affairs, and said anxiously: "Uncle Wang, do you know how my father disappeared?" Zhao Ruo couldn't wait to ask about his father, and after asking, he felt that he was too reckless, and he was a little embarrassed in his heart.
Wang once smiled and said, "I know something about how your father disappeared." Zhao Ruozhi was very excited when he heard this, and asked, "Uncle Wang, what's going on?" β
Sha Dutian next to him said: "Mentally retarded, don't worry, since Uncle Wang is sitting in front of us, can you still tell you?" Zhao Ruozhi knew that he had lost his temper, so he took a deep breath and calmed down.
Wang Zeng didn't care if Zhao Ruozhi was polite or not, and said tirelessly: "Do you know what your father looks like?" β
Zhao Ruozhi didn't expect this person to answer the question, and he had doubts in his heart, whether the person in front of him was lying to himself, Sha Dutian also heard that Wang had deliberately bypassed the topic and was unwilling to answer, the matter was not understood, and it was inconvenient for him to say more, just wait and see.
Regarding the matter of his father, maybe the person in front of him really knows something, and he doesn't know what this Uncle Wang in front of him is thinking, Zhao Ruozhi suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said, "I've only seen it in photos." β
Wang Zeng smiled and said: "I know you are very anxious to know what happened back then, and you also want to know why I didn't come out to clarify this matter, there are some things that we can't do." β
At this time, Zhao Ruozhi was even more foggy, he didn't understand what the person in front of him was talking about, he thought to himself: "After so many years, why did this person come out to find himself now?" He said, "All I know is that he's missing, and I'd love to know if my dad is really missing, or..."
"Alas," the king sighed, and went on, "they are indeed missing, but not as you think, and they may be living somewhere, but they are not known to us." β
What is this? Zhao Ruozhi's eyes widened, Sha Dutian was also very surprised, Zhao Ruozhi asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?" If they live somewhere, why not come back? β
Wang once looked helpless and said: "I have been looking for many years, but I have not found any trace of them. β
Zhao Ruozhi felt incredible, feeling that what the person in front of him said was a little ethereal, without a precise word, he asked again: "Uncle Wang, what happened back then?" β
Wang once knew that Zhao Ruozhi wanted to know the truth, and he said: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but I'm afraid that if I say it, you will do something stupid." β
"I didn't think that this Uncle Wang was thinking about himself, but he finally knew something about his father, how could he put it away, if his father was really alive, he would go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and he would go to save his father from danger." Zhao Ruozhi said very firmly: "Uncle Wang, how can I bear that he is suffering somewhere, if I can return him to peace, it is the love that I should do as a son." β
Wang once showed an expression of appreciation, and even Sha Dutian couldn't help but praise: "Good job, mentally retarded, if your father is really alive, buddy will accompany you to find it." β
Hearing Sha Dutian's words, Zhao Ruozhi was very moved, looking at the friend in front of him, he felt very lucky.
The king once stood up and looked up at the sky, the white clouds drifted by, and he didn't know what was hidden behind the deep blue sky, and the endless past scenes came to mind.