Qin'er took Han Fei and Uncle Jin back to the camp, the bonfire was burning, the pot made a gurgling sound, and a strong fragrance drifted over with the night wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Han Fei and Uncle Jin subconsciously swallowed their saliva, Han Fei had eaten a few wild fruits since noon, and his stomach had already protested, while Uncle Jin was purely greedy for food. The root cause is that the soup in the pot is too fragrant.

Qin'er couldn't help laughing when she saw the two of them, but she didn't stop her movements and trotted to the camp. By the time Han Fei and Uncle Jin arrived at the camp, Qin'er had already prepared two bowls of soup. The steaming soup is golden in color, interspersed with green wild vegetables, and from time to time there are pieces of meat with white flowers, as if they were two different kinds of meat.

Uncle Jin had already picked up the bowl and ate it violently, as if it wasn't hot at all. Han Fei took a sip of it to his mouth, and suddenly his tongue was hot, his whole mouth was filled with hot air, and he almost squirted out in one gulp, and after swallowing it, he kept sticking out his tongue and fanning it with his hand.

Qin'er was amused by Han Fei's appearance, and explained: "Uncle Jin's tongue is not perceptual, so he can't feel hot. ”

Only then did Han Fei realize that the middle-aged man had not spoken a word, and he originally thought that he was unwilling to speak, but it turned out that he couldn't speak. Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man didn't seem to feel anything, and he was still eating without heart or lungs. Simple happiness, not being able to speak, but let the middle-aged man who has experienced life and death retain a sense of innocence, so that he will not really become a killing machine, and can keep the words that have never been said intact in the bottom of his heart. Fortunately or unfortunately, it's hard to say, everything has its own heavenly principles, flowers bloom and fall all over the sky, and the bitterness is free.

Han Fei had no pity and was not happy, he suddenly felt that it was good to go with the flow, isn't society still going on? Everyone has been confused, and everyone has had hope, but they have not understood until the day they died. The good have their own good rewards, and the wicked have their own evil tribulations. This brings us back to the question of justice, how can a person who does not know what justice is, and how can he defend it? Han Fei was disdainful of his claims of justice.

When a person feels confused, he wants to tell, but he doesn't want too many people to know, Han Fei's eyes are locked on the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man noticed Han Fei's eyes, glanced over and saw Qin'er looking at Han Fei with a smile, and then turned back to continue drinking his soup.

Han Fei looked at Qin'er, who quickly changed the topic and asked, "How does the soup taste?" ”

At this time, the soup has reached the level of room temperature, Han Fei drank the soup to the bottom in one bite, the soup is rich and mellow, the snake meat and pheasant meat are extremely tender, and the wild vegetables add a sense of freshness to the soup that should have been meaty, the soup is thick but not greasy, it is really a good product. Han Fei added fuel and vinegar to his admiration.

Qin'er smiled and filled Han Fei with a full bowl, and Han Fei took it and asked, "Lao Jin can't write, right?" ”

"Uncle Jin is an out-and-out illiterate person, and he can't even write his own name?"

The middle-aged man poked his head over when he heard them discussing himself, and Qin'er stuck out his tongue at him and grimaced. The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders lightly, then buried his head in the broth again.

Han Fei took the whole pot of soup away, and climbed to a tree in three or two clicks. After the middle-aged man noticed it, Han Fei was staring at him in the treetops and laughing, and the middle-aged man rushed to the bottom of the tree with a bowl.

Han Fei said softly: "You just need to listen to me, and the soup can be drunk as you like, otherwise I will pour the soup away." "Han Fei means that Qin'er's hard work, he won't fall down?

The middle-aged man nodded, sat down under the tree with a bowl and ate it. Han Fei whispered softly on the tree, filling the bowl thrown by the middle-aged man from time to time, and then throwing it back. In this way, the pot has bottomed out, and what Han Fei wants to say has been finished.

The middle-aged man stood up and touched his belly, stretched, and Han Fei jumped down from the tree. The middle-aged man casually picked a leaf and put it in front of Han Fei's eyes, and shook it gently.

"A leaf is a leaf, good is good, and evil is evil. Delve into nature, good and evil will emerge by themselves. Han Fei looked at Lao Jin in surprise.

Lao Jin smiled at him, pointed at Qin'er, and then pressed the thumb of his right hand to his lips.

"Qin'er's father?"

Lao Jin nodded, and gestured a few more words.

Han Fei didn't understand everything, probably meaning to let him meet Qin'er's father.

Han Fei and Lao Jin returned to the camp again, and Qin'er asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I discussed life with Lao Jin."

"Uncle Jin seems to have asked you to see my father in the end, will you go?"

"Maybe, I still have some things to do at YC, and I will definitely go when I have time."

Hearing Han Fei's ambiguous answer, Qin'er didn't get angry, but told Han Fei the address. "No. 106, Chang'an Street, NJXW District, must come."

Han Fei nodded yes, NJ is thousands of miles away from YC. Han Fei was moved by Qin'er's filial piety, but he still had so many things to do, and he couldn't pass the level in his heart, and his children's hatred should not be remembered.

Qin'er opened his mouth and said, "Let's rest for a while, I'll be busy later." ”

In the middle of the night, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the stars are unusually bright tonight. The moonlight poured down, the forest was as bright as day, the air seemed to be a little fresher, Han Fei felt that the full vitality was gathering in his body, and his state had never been so good.

Qin'er said loudly, "Start preparing." ”

After saying that, he took the lead and walked, Lao Jin and Han Fei followed behind Qin'er, and walked for a long time before they reached a narrow valley, the valley mouth was very small, and only adults were allowed to pass sideways. As soon as I entered the valley, a foul smell came to my nose, and instead of earth, I stepped on something sticky. Han Fei judged the moonlight and the taste, and roughly determined that it was wild boar dung. As far as the eye can see, the entire valley is covered with wild boar dung.

At this time, Qin'er explained: "Wild boar dung can hide our popularity, but we can't stay too long, and we will be detected by wild ginseng for too long." In addition, the wild boar manure is the most fertile soil, but it is not soil, which can attract wild ginseng, but it is not so easy to escape. ”

"This valley is also calculated by ghost operators?"

"Uncle Ghost Operator gave us a hint to find the Vessel of Spotlight, and went around the entire forest, only this valley is the most suitable, the light shines in but does not overflow, the outside does not see the light, but the inside is the brightest place in the entire forest."

While Qin'er and Han Fei were talking, Lao Jin placed nine lumps in the center of the valley. After finishing the arrangement, Qin'er pointed to the nine lumps and said to Han Fei: "Later, the wild ginseng appeared, quickly shot the rosin with a pistol, and set them on fire." ”

Then, Qin'er said to Lao Jin again: "Uncle Jin, after the rosin is lit, you rush up and cut off a few roots next to the wild ginseng." ”

"It takes so much effort, why don't you catch it whole?" Han Fei asked in surprise.

"Uncle Ghost Operator said, 'If you don't use it, don't take it', and this wild ginseng still has its chance, if it weren't for the admiration for my father's personality and the fact that my father doesn't need many parts, Uncle Ghost Operator wouldn't have told us this. If we catch the whole wild ginseng, Uncle Ghost Operator will be considered to have leaked the heavenly opportunity and changed the way of heaven, and his life will not be long. ”

Regarding the theory of ghosts and gods, Han Fei has always neither believed nor denied it. What can we do if we have something that we can't touch or see at all? However, Han Fei still strongly agrees with the view of "not using it, not taking it", so he did not study it too deeply.

Now that everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and Han Fei and his people are hiding in the hollow cave between the valley walls, waiting for the appearance of the thousand-year-old wild ginseng.

After an hour, Qin'er's face was as red as a ripe peach, and during this period, Han Fei invited Qin'er out several times, but Qin'er refused.

Looking at Qin'er's appearance, Han Fei knew that she was about to hold back, so he said, "Qin'er, you better go out, it's enough for me and Lao Jin to have here." If you vomit here, the popularity will be very heavy, and if the wild ginseng notices it, it will be more than worth the loss if it doesn't appear again. ”

Qin'er thought for a moment and nodded.

Han Fei immediately stopped and hugged Qin'er out, and Qin'er spit out "wow" not far from the valley. After spitting out, he turned his head and said to Han Fei: "Go back quickly, I will hide above the valley and wait for the wild ginseng to appear." ”

Han Fei reluctantly returned to the hiding place, Lao Jin was still staring intently at the middle of the valley, and Han Fei went straight back to the angle he had chosen to shoot.

After a while, the moon turned to the east, and the moonlight shone obliquely towards the valley, which seemed to be plated with a layer of silver. No, the valley is like it is made of silver, forming a pillar of light between it and the moon, like the wishful golden hoop rod of the Monkey King reaching straight into the sky. There's a lot of mystery here.

Han Fei and the others didn't have time to appreciate this spectacular scene, but instead lifted their spirits and looked at the central part of the valley. The sudden night wind became even worse, and the stench of the whole valley became chaotic, and it scattered and rushed throughout the valley. Han Fei held his breath and shot resolutely, "pop" two gunshots broke the silent cage, the bullets shimmered in the moonlight, and the two bullets ignited the nine pieces of rosin in turn, and in the middle of the nine pieces of rosin, there was a dead branch that looked like a human shape that appeared at some point. Sensing this, the wild ginseng began to drill down as if it was alive, and after a while, only the upper part was left above the boar dung.

The firelight is not dazzling in the moonlight, but it gives an eerie feeling.