The old man's lips trembled violently. He looked at me, then shook his head slowly.

I stomped my foot and said urgently, "Who the hell are you?" How do you know it's true? The matter of the Son of Heaven? ”

The old man said weakly, "I don't know. I don't know anything. ”

I shoved him, shoved him to the ground, and shouted, "You don't know? Didn't you just say that? How? Just finished talking and forgot? ”

The old man is already very old. I pushed it like that. He lay there with a painful expression. He struggled for a moment, but didn't sit up. So, he simply lay on his back, closed his eyes and said, "I don't know anything." In my dreams, I said this by the gods. I don't know why I say that. ”

I paced back and forth on the ground, never thinking of a clue.

The old man was lying on the ground. asked, "Are you the reincarnation of the emperor?" ”

I heard him say something stupid, angry and funny. I scolded, "Reincarnated fart." ”

The old man shrunk his neck. I didn't dare to speak.

I thought to myself, it seems that this old man doesn't know, "Really? What exactly does "Son of Heaven" mean. But he did have a strange dream, and he did find me based on that dream.

I grabbed him and pulled him up.

The old man asked with some reluctance: "Are you really not the reincarnation of the emperor?" ”

I looked at him helplessly: "Which emperor do you think I look like?" ”

The old man pinched his fingers and calculated: "Other emperors have been reincarnated." You are most likely Emperor Xuantong ......"

I hurriedly grabbed him: "Okay." Come on. Don't think about it. I'm not the reincarnation of an emperor, and you can't be a minister. ”

I asked him, "Is there anything unusual in your family lately?" Is there anyone, or something, that led you to this dream? Where have you been in the last few days? ”

The old man frowned and thought about it carefully. said, "No." As before, it's normal. ”

I scratched my head and asked, "Then you sue me." In the dream, what happened after I followed you back? ”

The old man frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I can't remember the rest clearly." I just remember you following me home and opening the door. Then I woke up. ”

The old man said, "Otherwise, you will follow me home and have a look?" Perhaps, you will be able to figure it out when you get to my house? ”

I nodded and whispered, "Okay." Let's go. ”

The old man showed a mouthful of neat teeth: "I'll just say it." You're going to follow me back. ”

I don't know why, but I always thought he looked weird and eerie. But because of "Really? Son of Heaven", I had to follow him back.

The road was quiet, just the two of us. I take two steps. Unconsciously glanced at the old man. He bent down slightly, and the more he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong.

I carefully recalled that when I pulled him up just now, his hands were warm. It shouldn't be a dead man.

I pondered his life and death as I forced myself to take a few steps.

Suddenly, I heard a young man shouting, "Master Li, you're here." ”

When I looked up, I saw a person standing on the empty road, and next to this person, a car was parked.

This man was wearing single cloth shoes, and he was wearing trouser legs, which made him look neat. The sleeves of the single coat were rolled up, revealing the thick arms.

And next to him, a rickshaw was parked. It was the rickshaw that prevailed from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China.

I saw this driver and this car. I couldn't help but shudder: What's going on today?

When the young man saw the two of us, he walked briskly. He looked at me for a moment, then asked in a whisper, "Who is this?" ”

Old Man Li pointed at me and said, "This is the guest I invited. Zhao Mang. ”

The young man nodded at me, and then said to the old man, "Master Li, please come up." ”

The old man looked at me apologetically: "Little brother, I'm sorry. I'm old and have bad legs. So I hired someone to pull the cart for me. You just have to take two steps, my house is not far from here. ”

I thought to myself, "If I had just confessed to being the reincarnation of the emperor." I guess I'm the one who will be sitting. ”

I looked at the young man pulling the cart, then at the rickshaw, and couldn't help but ask, "Old man." How do you get such a car? ”

The old man said: "The old man's name is Li Mugu, and what he likes is this kind of antiquity. To tell you the truth, the clothes I wear and the car I make under my ass. It's all handed down from ancient times. Real antiques, bought everywhere. It's worth the money. ”

The young man pulling the cart in front kept panting, and then said, "Master Li." You come out in this outfit. Those who don't know how to do it think you're insane. Someone who knows how to rob you is going to rob you. By then, the car would be gone, and the clothes would be gone. How shameful do you have to walk back naked? ”

I couldn't help but laugh when I heard the young man say something funny.

The old man was angry, and then said, "I don't think you want to be paid." ”

As soon as the young man heard this, he immediately shut up and said no more.

The streets are quiet. Only rickshaws rolled across the road, making a brisk noise. Our city is not big. I followed the rickshaw for a while, and gradually reached the suburbs.

After a while, the young man called out, "It's here." ”

I looked up at the house. sighed from the bottom of my heart: "Exquisite." ”

This place I know. It's a famous building here. A house built in the style of ancient times. Its owner lives in seclusion, and not many people know his identity.

I asked the old man, "Do you live here?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "My name is Li Mugu." How can you live in a high-rise building? Only this house is worthy of my identity. ”

I nodded, "That's right." That's right. ”

Then, Li Mugu took out the brass key from his pocket and went to open the door.

I sighed in my heart: "This man likes to do a full set of things." It's kind of interesting. ”

The old man opened the door. Commanding the young man to put the rickshaw in. Then he went and opened the door.

The young man put the car away and saw the old man pulling out the keys.

He turned around and whispered, "Brother, are you a college student?" ”

I nodded and said, "yes, what's wrong?" ”

The young man looked at the old man cautiously and said, "What is the relationship between you and Master Li?" ”

I cautiously asked, "What's wrong?" Is there anything to say about this? I don't know him. Today he found a reason to invite me to come. ”

The young man pulled me outside the gate and said, "Brother, I'll leave when I'm done." This place, it is better not to stay overnight. ”

I was thrilled: "How do you say that?" ”

The young man said, "This old man is quite rich. But it's weird. I used to spend the night at his house. But one day in the middle of the night, I got up to go to the bathroom, turned my head to look, and saw the old man lighting a candle. Sitting behind a desk. With a brush in his hand, he writes and draws on the table. ”

I listened to the mystery of the young man's words, and I couldn't help asking, "What is he writing on the table?" ”

The young man lowered his voice: "I whispered to him twice, old man, old man?" The old man didn't pay any attention to me. That's when I saw that he was completely closed. The brush was not dipped in ink, and he was drawing on the table. ”

It dawned on me: "He's sleepwalking." ”

The young man said, "It's okay to sleepwalk." But then. You can't even think of it. The old man snapped and slapped the brush on the table. shouted: "Chop." "Then he grabbed an inkstone, and with a whoosh, threw it at my forehead."

My eyes widened when I listened: "Hurt you?" ”

The young man seemed a little afraid, and he said with palpitations: "I was so frightened that my body went limp. He fell to his knees with a thud. That's how I knelt down. I dodged it. Oh my god, it's too dangerous. The inkstone fell to the ground with a snap and broke into four or five petals. ”

I asked, "And then?" What did he do to you? ”

The young man wiped the sweat from his face and said, "The old man threw the inkstone and went back to sleep satisfied." It scared the hell out of me. From that day on, I didn't dare to spend the night at his house anymore. Today this is a special situation, he ordered me during the day, let me go to the intersection at ten o'clock and wait. "There is death on the island.

That's where the two of us talk. Suddenly, I heard the old man inside shouting, "What are you talking about? Is the car ready? Little brother, why haven't you come in yet? ”