The next day was a sunny day, a good day to travel, but Mo Zhitian didn't have the time to wander around. He knew that tonight's events were crucial, and this time it must not go wrong. When he thought of the fork, he unconsciously thought of Paul. I really misunderstood him too deeply, and if it weren't for the connection, he might not have died. But until Zuihou, he didn't have time to say sorry to his good friend.

Mo Zhitian did not put his grief on his face. He had matured a lot after so many mutations, and grief and tears had long since lost their meaning to him. Now, as long as the truth is found, it is the most comforting thing for the dead.

Nazar didn't go out again after yesterday's big meal. Although this child has never seen the world, he is very human. He knew some of Mo Yantian's thoughts, and he knew his place on this trip. Nazar didn't want to interfere too much with the big brother's Jihua, and he knew that he would tell himself when Mo Yantian needed his help.

Finally stayed up until dark. He studied the map carefully and went back to his bedroom. This time, Mo Yingtian did not step on the spot in advance, he always suspected that the last time Paul and himself were attacked, it was because his whereabouts were known to others in advance. It seems that his anti-reconnaissance ability still needs to be improved, but he no longer has the opportunity and reason to gamble with other people's lives to practice this skill. At this moment, all he needs to do is to be careful and careful, and not expose himself until he has to.

The old man who opened the lock shop only said that he would go to the cemetery at night but did not specify a specific time, it seems that he is also guarding against something. The vague time rules will confuse some covert observers, and it seems that this old man is really not simple!

Mo Yitian waited in the room until late at night, when little Nazar had fallen asleep, and he did not leave. The wind was a little strong at night, so Mo Yantian tightened the clothes on his body and walked forward quickly.

The cemetery is on the southern outskirts of Seris, which is the largest public cemetery in the city. The cemetery was built on a hillside. There is a stone staircase on the side of the hill that leads to the top of the slope. There is no vegetation on the top of the slope, only a forest of tombstones. None of these tombstones are very tall, only half the length of an adult. Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see a person standing in the middle of the slope top.

The young man from Pallas stepped up his steps and climbed from the stone staircase to the top of the slope. The old man was standing in front of a stone monument in the center of the slope top. Before he could speak, he said, "You're here?" ”

Mo Beitian nodded silently. Through the moonlight, the old man saw Mo Yantian's movements clearly. He pointed to a small space next to him and said, "Come and talk here." ”

Mo Beitian nodded again and followed the old man to the clearing. The old man sat down casually, and he sat down next to him.

Mo Beitian looked around to determine whether it was safe here, and the old man glanced at him contemptuously and said, "Don't look, no one will come here." If you have any medicine, just ask me, don't worry about so much. ”

Seeing that the old man said this, Mo Zhitian no longer hesitated, and hurriedly asked: "This old man, you said last time that the third uncle was dead, but is it true?" ”

The old man smiled and said slowly, "Is life and death really that important?" You're just talking about a name that's not even a codename. If I'm right, you're here just for answers. As long as someone gives you an answer, why do you need to ask the name and life and death of the person who gave you the answer? ”

Mo was dumbfounded by the old man's words, and could only nod. The old man smiled again and said, "Young man, you don't have to be embarrassed. If a person wants to do something, he doesn't need too many distractions, as long as he is persistent. What you want in your heart is very clear, and blindly beating around the bush makes me hate it. At this point he paused, took his pipe and old-fashioned matches from his jacket, and lit his pipe and smoked it.

Seeing that the old man didn't seem to have any intention of continuing, Mo Yitian hurriedly asked, "Old man, since you know the answer to your question, tell me." ”

The old man looked at the young man in front of him while smoking a cigarette and asked, "What's the use of you asking for this answer?" ”

"To see the country for what it really is!" Mo said firmly.

"And then? What happens when you know what you really are? The old man asked.

The question of "this me" made Mo Yantian speechless again. He had never thought of any of that so far. At the beginning, he was to clear his injustices, then for the people of the original village, and now for the people who died because of this series of events. But what about after that? Do you want to go back to the life of ordinary people? After he was "killed" by Xiaoxue, he couldn't go back to his old life. Even if he has been yearning for a peaceful and peaceful life, it is useless, he has long been swayed by the wheel of fortune and cannot turn back! So what if you can't go back to the past? Do you want to resist? Against whom? Do you want to rebel against the whole country? Do you have the ability to do so? If you are not a savior, how can you represent the entire Shijie?

The more he thought about it, the more he completely forgot that there was someone else sitting next to him. After the old man finished his cigarette, he quietly watched the young man fall into the whirlpool of thoughts, unable to extricate himself. The way Mo was thinking about it made him suddenly think of many things in the past, some things he didn't want to recall. The old man hesitated, gently patted Mo Beitian on the shoulder and said, "Young man, don't think about it anymore." Some things haven't happened yet, and it's useless for you to break your head, and some things have already happened and it's too late for you to regret them. Life is constantly emerging unknowns, looking for more unknowns, if everything is already doomed, then what is the point of your life? ”

Mo was moved by the old man's words, and he just wanted to say something, but the old man waved his hand and signaled not to speak.

After a few seconds of silence, the old man spoke, "I don't really know you, and I don't know Paul, but I know the questions you asked me. This question was asked to me a long time ago, and I didn't tell him the answer, not that I didn't want to tell him, and I really didn't know the answer as a child. Speaking of this, the old man paused again and looked at Mo Beitian, and when he saw that the young man was a little surprised, he continued unhurriedly: "What I told you yesterday is true, I am just a locksmith, and I can't guess riddles. I don't know the answer to the riddle, but I'm good at unlocking, and I can answer your questions about keys and locks. If I'm right, you'll get a key when you learn about this riddle, right? Can you show me the key? ”

After the old man reminded him, he remembered that Paul had indeed left a key for himself. He carefully took the key from his close-fitting clothes and handed it to the old man. The old man looked at it carefully for a while by the moonlight and said, "There are some things that I can't get rid of, if you trust me, I'll go back for the time being, and leave this key for me to study carefully." Come to my shop tomorrow at noon, and I'll tell you everything about this key. ”

Mo Beitian thought about it for a while and nodded affirmatively. Now that they have made it clear, we can only rely on the results of the old man's research. Mo Beitian thought about it again, it seems that there is no point in staying here at this time, everything is waiting for tomorrow's results. The old man was right, it was better to go back before anyone else found out.

Thinking of this, he quickly got up and bowed to the old man, and said, "Xiexie!" And he left the cemetery.

The old man sat alone in the open space after Mo Yitian left, and said thoughtlessly: "Evil! Then he lit his pipe again and began to smoke. The moonlight stretched the shadow behind him longer and longer.