Some memories are burned, some memories are buried in the bottom of your heart, and you need to face it, face those pains that you can't imagine.

Henan-Nanshan

"Five years after the Liberation War, just in the summer of that year, a child who was only twelve years old left alone, and no one knew where he went, only that he was there to fulfill a dream......

The old man was emaciated and emaciated, with some deep wrinkles on his neck. The brown spots spread from the sides of his face, and his hands were often exposed to wind and rain, and even scabbed by frost, leaving many deep scars.

And the weather-beaten face is also full of wrinkles.

The man in front of the old man asked again, "And then?"

"Later, I heard that he went in the direction of the setting sun, yes, that's it, that place is called Boundary Mountain." The old man's tone grew heavier and heavier, and he pointed in one direction, which was the direction in which the sun was setting.

The old man coughed and continued: "So, go ahead, all the way west, you will always find the answer!"

The man in front of him nodded, he understood.

He stood up, bowed deeply to the old man, and said, "Thank you, old man."

With that, he straightened up again and left.

The man walked down the mountain alone, and at the exit of the mountain road, several off-road vehicles were parked.

At this time, a person got out of the car, the man was wearing a white suit, with a pair of sunglasses, and his hair was all dyed white, looking majestic.

The next second, the man walked to the other car, opened the door, waved his hand and said, "Boss, you're back, please get in the car."

The man looked at the man, nodded, and was about to say something, but shook his head again, and got into the car directly.

The driver in the man's car said, "Boss, you've been going here for a long time, how are you?"

The man said to himself, "I didn't expect to come back after going around and around."

"Huh?"

The man shook his head and waved his hand: "Let's go back first."

The driver stepped on the accelerator: "Okay!"

The other two followed suit, sandwiching the man's car one in the middle.

And so he drove out of the mountains and onto the main road.

The man looked at the sky outside the car, then paused, and said, "Forget it, let's go to that place."

"Where?"

"Where the sun goes down in the west - Boundary Mountain"

......

After confirming that the man had left.

Zhao Xiaobo dragged his elderly body to the stone pier outside the door and sat down.

As if talking to himself, he looked ahead and said, "Why are you hiding from that person?"

Then a voice came from behind the door: "I'm not hiding, otherwise I wouldn't have told him that I'm in the Boundary Mountain, and I just want to see if he is what I think."

After that, a person came out of the house, although the person was just over half a hundred years old, his hair and the wrinkles on his face were almost the same as Zhao Xiaobo now.

Zhao Xiaobo asked casually, "What do you think?"

The man said lightly, "You don't have to know."

"How many years have passed, you are still the same, you haven't changed." Zhao Xiaobo smiled and didn't speak again.

The two of them were like this, one sitting, the other standing, looking at all kinds of people or things in front of the courtyard.

After a long time, the man suddenly said, "That person is the same kind of person as me."

"Why, like you, you can read and write when you are born? I said Xiaohui, you've been beating people for most of your life, and now what do you want to do, God is chattering. Zhao Xiaobo quipped.

The man ignored the funny words of Xiaobo, and just said indifferently: "Don't call me Xiaohui anymore, call me Qitian."

Zhao Xiaobo rolled his eyes: "Ang is good, Qi Tian, Qi Tian, okay."

The man looked into the distance and said no more.

Zhao Xiaobo looked at him and sighed in his heart.

In the past, everyone knew that Nanshan in Henan Province had a genius who could read and write at the age of three, and read all kinds of poems and articles at the age of five to understand their meaning. At the age of ten, he caught up with the results of 15 years of studying.

Until he was twelve years old, he disappeared, no one until where he went, time passed little by little, the liberation of the motherland, the successful launch of the Yuan bomb, the return of Hong Kong City, and so on, everything happened over time, and the unprecedented young genius was gradually forgotten by the world, and now only the older generation remembers him, but they will not deliberately mention him, just talking about the teenager, the former genius.

And those juniors, no one will believe it after hearing it, and they just think it's a joke told by the elders.

At that time, the dissemination of information was very poor, and only a few people knew about the existence of such a genius, and everyone thought that he should be allowed to go to the capital, because only there could the whole world know about him.

But just as he was about to go to Beijing, the boy disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

......

Today, there are three people who know

Where the sun rises in the west

It's the mountain of Najie

And there is a temple on the mountain, called Puzhong Temple

There is a person in the temple who calls himself the same name as the sky, and the number is Qitian.

And he is the young genius who almost caused a sensation in the country back then - Zhao Xiaohui!

(Gaiden - Qi Tian, end)