After a day's journey, the four of us arrived in a village in Jilin. Our team looks a little weird, I won't talk about it with Blind Li, and there is an old lady who can hold such a monk, the White Lotus Lady.

The village is surrounded by mountains on the left and right, and not far from the big lake, there is an endless field of budding rice. Saying that the poor are not poor, saying that the rich are not rich, it is a very ordinary rural scene in the Northeast. When we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw a few young men wearing shirts with open arms, looking at us with horizontal eyebrows and staring at us, not looking like good people with cigarettes in their mouths.

The more remote villages are farther away from the city, the more evil people will become.

The four of us walked past a few people without squinting. The distribution of the natural village is relatively scattered, there are ponds in the village, it is said that such geographical conditions, it should be very rich, but this place looks lifeless, there is no sign of care around the pond, like a wild pond.

Li Bugou has been here, he described the specific location in detail, we looked around, a little confused. The village looks small, but the geographical environment is extremely complex, mainly because it is too scattered, and almost every house is not next to each other. There was no way, the four of us had to go our separate ways.

Li Bugou said that there was an old-fashioned couplet pasted at the door of Wu Biaozi's house, and he remembered that the couplet on the right was missing half a pull, which was an obvious sign.

The four of us looked in four directions, and I was walking with someone whistling next to me. Look, two young people were smoking on their motorcycles. The whistle was made by a man in a floral shirt, with shiny hair, and at first glance he looked like a little rascal.

I ignored him and kept walking. The little rascal shouted, "What about you, did you hear me?" Damn, he's deaf. ”

The two of them stepped on the motorcycle, rode up to me, and stopped sideways: "Boy, what about you, where are you?" What are you doing in our Tanggouzi? ”

"Find someone, find relatives." I say.

"Looking for whom?" The little rascal in the flower shirt asked.

I said, find someone named Wu Biaozi.

The two little rascals looked at each other, and I could tell at once that they were supposed to be in the know.

"What are you looking for him?" The two of them shared cigarettes and smoked.

"Find relatives." I say.

"I'm Cao," the little rascal scolded, "I've never heard of any relatives in Old Wu." You wait, let's call Brother Zhang over and see if he recognizes you. ”

I asked who Brother Zhang was.

The little hooligan scolded: "Cao, Brother Zhang doesn't know who it is, and he said that he was looking for Wu Biaozi." Brother Zhang is Wu Biaozi's apprentice! You've been waiting. I don't think you look like a good person with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, so I'll talk about it when Brother Zhang arrives. ”

He asked the other person to look at me and went to make a call.

I simply didn't leave, and watched them perform coldly. After waiting for more than ten minutes, on the cement road in the middle of the bud rice field, a big motorcycle with a lot of wind rode over, carrying two people, and the one riding in front of him was a handsome guy, dressed with that temperament, and the little hooligans in the village were completely two strengths, a bit like a new youth who had studied abroad for a long time. He was carrying a girl behind him, hugging him tightly around his waist, and her long black hair was flying.

When the motorcycle came to us, a beautiful tail flick, "squeak" stopped, the handsome guy helped the girl down from it with a gentlemanly demeanor, the girl clapped her hands and said, "Oba, you are so handsome." ”

The young man smiled and walked over taking the girl's hand. The two little hooligans looked stupid, and handed over a cigarette in their shirts: "Brother Zhang, have you changed your girlfriend again?" ”

The young man kicked him in a gesture: "Fuck off." ”

The two little hooligans were quite discerning, and called the girl sister-in-law. The girl laughed and shuddered.

This man named Brother Zhang walked up to me and stretched out his hand very politely: "My name is Zhang Chong, hello." ”

I was very alert, but I didn't stretch out my hand to hit the smiling man, but still stretched out my hand to shake him: "Hello, my name is Feng Ziwang." ”

Zhang Chong said: "I am Wu Bingcai's apprentice, I heard that you are looking for my old Wu?" ”

"Yes. I'm his nephew. I heard from my mother that he lived in this village and hadn't heard from him for many years, so let me come and see. "I'll come with my mouth open, which I have just thought about.

Zhang Chong sighed: "Brother, you're late." ”

I chuckled and asked what was wrong.

Zhang Chong patted his motorcycle: "Come, come up, I'll take you to see it." He pointed to a little rascal: "You take your sister-in-law, let's go together." ”

The snot bubbles of the flower shirt came out, and when he looked at the girl, he couldn't pull out his eyes, and said "Okay", stepped on the small motorcycle, and the girl sat behind him generously.

Another little rascal said with a bitter face: "What should I do if you are all gone?" ”

Hua shirt said: "Go to the bud rice field, don't follow us, we are going to do big things." ”

Zhang Chong drove me on a motorcycle, driving all the way out of the village, and getting farther and farther away. I'm a little scared, this kid can't just drag me out into the middle of nowhere and ransack me. If I do, even if I am blind to his dog's eye, I will still be more than enough to clean up these little rascals.

After a hillside, Zhang Chong's motorcycle stopped, and a grave mountain appeared, densely packed with barren hills and wild graves, and the sunlight could not shine in the daytime, and it was extremely cool. The girl was frightened and came over and took him by the arm: "Why is there a grave in your village?" ”

Zhang Chong was so polite to me, an outsider, but he pouted when he opened his mouth to his girlfriend: "Isn't this nonsense, which rural area has no graves." I'm telling you, you have to dislike our village, and don't get along with me as soon as possible. ”

"It's okay if people say it's wrong, you know." With tears in her eyes, the girl clung to him.

The flower shirt was envious: "I admire my brother Zhang, it's really not used to being a woman." ”

Zhang Chong snorted and said in front of his girlfriend: "There is an old saying in our village that the daughter-in-law kneaded the noodles out of the beating. As he spoke, he slapped his girlfriend's buttocks. This girl is a little bird and does not dare to resist.

Zhang Chong took a few of us along a path in the tomb mountain, and when we reached the halfway point of the mountain, he pointed to a grave and said, "My master is buried here." ”

I saw an old stele, black, with an inscription on it, which read, "Wu Bingcai through the ages." "This is followed by the year of birth and death.

I took one look and said in surprise, "Your master died in 2008?" ”

"Ah, it's been ten years." Zhang Chong lit a cigarette: "It's really fast." ”

My mind is a mess, how is this possible. Li Bugou came here last year, and when he spent the night with Qingxiang, he saw a strange old man, according to his description, the White Lotus Lady could be sure, it was Wu Biaozi.

In other words, Wu Biaozi was still alive last year, why is he dead for another ten years now? Could this be ...... One possibility that I could think of was a false grave?

Zhang Chong saw that I didn't speak, so he said: "That's it, I'll take you back to the village in a while, buy some burning paper or something, burn it for Lao Wu, and then you can leave." When I went back and told my family, I said that he had passed away and that there was no need to worry about it. ”

I wanted to mention Qingxiang's name, but I hesitated but didn't say it, for fear of startling the snake. What is the relationship between Qingxiang and Zhang Chong, they are both Wu Biaozi's apprentices in name. Qingxiang is a Jianghu person, if I ask, I am likely to be alerted by Zhang Chong.

I thought about it, but I didn't have a good idea, so I had to say, "That's hard Brother Zhang." ”

"It's good to say, one day is a teacher, and one life is a father. Lao Wu has been my master, so it is no different from my father, and you are also my brother. Let's go. "He took me down the mountain.

I squeaked and said, "This news is so sudden, I'm going to call my family." ”

Zhang Chong didn't care, made a gesture and let me feel free.

I walked to the sheltered place and quickly called the blind man Li and explained the situation. Blind Li asked me the location of the grave mountain, and he went to find the White Lotus Lady and Nengzhi, and then went over to have a look together.

I simply told him the location, and went out of the village to the east, about three miles. When I hung up the phone, I told Zhang Chong that I didn't come by myself, and there were other people in the group, and they all wanted to come and have a look.

Flower Shirt was a little impatient: "Why are you so much about it." Brother Zhang, why don't we go back to the village first, anyway, he knows where your master's grave is. ”

Zhang Chong was very kind: "I will send the Buddha to the west and wait for them to come." ”

Zhang Chong seems to have a high prestige, if he doesn't leave, the little rascal is embarrassed to go. The four of us stood in a sheltered place and chatted, and Zhang Chong inquired about my family affairs while smoking a cigarette, and asked me about Wu Biaozi. I have a mirror in my heart, he is manipulating my way, and I am also playing sloppy with him, playing Tai Chi with truth and falsehood.

As he was chatting, he saw a small truck pulling goods along the road, and in the back car were Li Blind, White Lotus Lady and Neng Zhi.

The car stopped, the three of them jumped out of the car, and the blind man Li took out twenty yuan and gave it to the driver, telling him not to leave first.

Zhang Chong and the little hooligan were a little surprised when they saw these people, Zhang Chong pointed to Neng Zhi and asked me: "This monk is also your relative?" ”

I hurriedly said, "This is a monk I met in Changchun, who came with me to play." ”

The White Lotus lady came over and said, "Eldest nephew, where is your uncle's tomb?" ”

Zhang Chong said: "Hello Auntie, are you?" ”

When I came, it was estimated that the White Lotus Lady had already summed it up, and the White Lotus Lady pointed at me and said, "I am his aunt." ”

Zhang Chong nodded "oh", and immediately reacted: "It's not right." Lao Wu is your uncle? ”

I nodded.

Zhang Chong pointed at the White Lotus lady: "She is your aunt?" Is it your uncle's wife? ”

I had no choice but to nod my head.

"It's all a mess. It should be your aunt who came to pay the respects. How could it be an aunt who came, isn't it that the eight poles can't be beaten. Zhang Chong looked at us suspiciously.