Chapter 225: I'm looking for your host

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Leng Qi found that the earth dog was stubborn and made people have no way to take him. This ignorant stunned man stubbornly believes that nothing in this world can take Zhang Jixiang's life, so the earth dog did not have the slightest sadness, but joked about Leng Qi.

Tugou said that he wanted to go back to Changsha first, and he was not used to staying in this place, and that place in Beijing was not something that a person like him could stay in.

Until the earth dog left, Leng Qi was always silent, this straightforward and somewhat excessive guy always felt that "Zhang Jixiang can't come back" was just a joke he made with him.

The courtyard in the old hutong of Beijing has not changed, and it has not been long since the last time he left, but Leng Qi, who was standing in the courtyard, looked at the old paulownia tree in the corner, and always felt that an unconcealable desolation permeated the entire courtyard.

The rolled up dead leaves were blown by the wind from nowhere, covering the two yellowed rattan chairs in the corner, covering the roots of the wall, and covering Leng Qi's heart.

Uncle Du didn't know where he went, and there was no information at all.

After staying in the courtyard for three days or five days, Leng Qi couldn't remember clearly, and packed up the bits and pieces left by his master, and the dull smoke pot was also carefully wrapped in a yellow cloth by Leng Qi.

In the end, I brought a bunch of things and went to Mr. Huang's place, and before leaving, Mr. Huang said to Leng Qi with a crutch: "Doll, if you can put things in your heart, it means that you have a responsibility." A man, this can't be done without a sense of heaviness! You doll has something in her heart, Old Man Liu is gone, Grandpa knows that you feel uncomfortable, but you can't live under Old Man Liu's squeaky nest for the rest of your life, right? When no one dies, the old one is gone, and the little one should stand up, difficult and bitter things, and grit his teeth to survive! Didn't your master come here like this back then? ”

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Even if all the bits and pieces were cleaned up, except for a few broken books full of old man Liu's writings and drawings during his lifetime, the rest of the things were not even stuffed with a small cloth bag.

On this side of the liberation compound of the military region, there has never been a shortage of second-generation red people who are in groups of seven or eight percent.

Leng Qi looked at those stubborn masters with some amusement, didn't he come over like this with Ma Zi and Biaozi back then, but when three or five people gathered in front of Leng Qi, Leng Qi frowned and looked at these juniors who were a few years younger than him.

One of them took off the hat on his head, took two puffs of the little cigarette butt he had left, leaned his neck to Leng Qi's ear and whispered, "I said brother, hey, do you want a videotape?" For your seniority's sake, count you cheap, ten dollars a piece! How, how many shots? ”

"Tapes? Teresa Teng's? Leng Qi turned to the side and said.

What was obtained was a very ironic laugh.

"Hey, my silly brother, you don't understand that? You're getting old! What's that, colored! ”

"I said, I don't have it, I'm not your brother, get out of the way quickly." Leng Qi was a little uncomfortable when he was laughed.

"Get out of the way? How does this work? Don't give face, don't you? It's a joke, how can there be a reason not to buy something after asking! ”

"Hey, what do you want?" Leng Qiqi smiled.

"What's the matter? Brothers, on, it took him! ”

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This fight was a little inexplicable, until he got on the train, Leng Qi still didn't understand, who was not good to find, he had to find himself.

Trivial matters, let's not mention them for the time being.

During the time on the train, I flipped through those obscure and difficult books a few times, but I couldn't see a clue, so I was sleepy and half-asleep.

When he arrived in Changsha, Leng Qi suddenly regretted it, he knew that he should let the earth dog stay with him, not for anything else, just because, out of the bustling train station, Leng Qi found that he was now like a fly without a head, and he didn't know where to go.

Leng Qi didn't have any intention of delaying his efforts in Changsha, he just wanted to come here to find the young man Zhang Jixiang said, and the young man might know something about the general and Zhang Jixiang and Miao Jiang.

Leng Qi wanted to find out what was so strange about those two coffins and the ghost place where the world could not be seen and the earth could not be touched.

No matter how likely it is, how much can be learned from that young man's mouth is really important to Leng Qi. He was curious to figure out why he saw the ...... when he opened the first coffin

As for Zhang Jixiang, Leng Qi can't say how he feels, he hasn't had many days of acquaintance with this person, and if he calculates carefully, it can even be said that it is pitiful, and he was pitied by Zhang Jixiang, so he can't talk about friendship. Whether he admits it or not, Leng Qi's heart is unwilling for Zhang Jixiang to be buried like this.

Why is he the only one who came out alive?

Thinking of the black shadow that disappeared under the morning fog that day, Leng Qi's face was terrifying.

Changsha is not big, but it is definitely not small. Zhang Jixiang never mentioned a little bit about his location in Changsha, as for the earth dog, Leng Qi was angry when he thought about it, the rammer who didn't have a long brain didn't say anything, and he didn't ask as if he was missing his heart.

Looking for a needle in a haystack, nothing else.

Sitting on the bench on the side of the road, Leng Qi secretly thought about how to find the earth dog and find the young man.

After a few years, I don't know if the boss of the gold shop still recognizes himself, the human heart is very difficult to figure out, Leng Qi is not sure that the gold shop owner who studied under Confucius and Mencius will help him, but there is a place where the boss Hu should not know.

That place is the "ghost market" that Zhang Jixiang once said. ”

Daomen has five disadvantages and three shortcomings, Leng Qi doesn't know where his five disadvantages and three shortcomings should be, if there is, the poor sense of direction should be regarded as one. When you walk, you can't hold a compass in your hand.

Therefore, Leng Qi just inquired about the famous gold shops in Changsha.

The nature of gold is destined to be that there will not be too many big gold stores on the table, so it is easy to find.

The sky was about to dark, and when the moonlight first appeared, Leng Qi finally found the place that seemed familiar in his memory, this shop had almost not changed, except that the outside wall was painted with a layer of wall paint that looked very comfortable, and the rest had not changed much from when he and Ma Zi ran here a few years ago.

I don't know what the rules are, other shops are in full swing at night, and the gold shop is half-covered early, which is telling others: "It's late, there are people in the shop, the business is closed, please come to the door to say hello, otherwise it will be an uninvited guest." ”

Leng Qi knocked on the door a few times, and a voice came from inside: "It's here!" Hold on! ”

After waiting for about half an hour, a head poked out of the crack in the door, tilted his head and looked Leng Qi up and down, with a vigilant expression: "Hey, who are you looking for?" Relatives went to the wrong place, right? Eat and go to the opposite side, stay in the store and turn a corner! Do you know what we're doing here? ”

Leng Qi licked his tongue, a little impatient: "Changed guys?" Oh, I said, where did you get so much, your owner? ”

"Hey! Landlord? Who can see our host? Who are you? Tell your name! The head shrank forward, squeezed out half of its body, and pointed at Leng Qi's unconvinced words.