At that time, Hao Dashu was not called Hao Dashu. The child of the Zhuang family did not have a large size, and because he was born thin, his parents called him a monkey cub. Land in South Vietnam was already scarce, especially after giving birth to their seventh son, Hao Dashu's parents could no longer afford to raise such a large number of children.

So Hao Dashu became a junior apprentice of the Nanhai Dart Bureau in Yuezhou City.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the dart board is doing the work of licking blood with a knife, and it is also the rivers and lakes in the rivers and lakes. Hao Dashu has no background and no ability, at the beginning he was doing some miscellaneous work as a helper, so naturally he was inevitably tired, and it was even more common to be looked down upon by others. But compared to the days when there was not enough to fill in the countryside, this is already a paradise.

So Hao Dashu is very satisfied, even if this satisfaction is exchanged for countless blank eyes and insults.

Under the exercise of white rice to manage years of physical work, the skinny monkey cub is getting stronger and stronger. So the monkey cub who grew up was favored by an old dart master who was not famous and was accepted into the door. From then on, he had his own master, and then he became a dart player.

Since it is a memory, it is natural that there will be a woman, even if Hao Dashu is just the most ordinary executioner.

When he grew up, Hao Dashu was as strong as a cow, and naturally he no longer looked like a monkey cub. But the senior brothers and brothers who know his details still call him Monkey Cub, although he does call him by this name, but he still likes the senior sister called Ruhua "Little Monkey, Little Monkey" to call himself.

Since the monkey cub no longer looks like a monkey cub, Ruhua is certainly not really beautiful like a flower.

Ruhua is the daughter of the old dart master, two years older than Hao Dashu, and he called her senior sister. My sister often used her hair to cover half of her cheeks, because there was a large red birthmark there. Hao Dashu had secretly looked at it while his senior sister was asleep, and he didn't think that the object of ridicule in the mouths of those senior brothers was ugly, but he felt that the red spot was really a little like a flower. As for what kind of flower it is, he can't say.

The brothers often joke, monkey cub, in the future, you will marry your senior sister, so that your master can be your son-in-law, and you will die in old age.

The master and sister are the closest people in the world to him, and as for his parents, he has never thought of them since he was sold to the South China Sea Dart Bureau. Since the master accepted himself as an apprentice, he naturally wanted to provide for him in his old age. But if she wants to marry her senior sister, can she agree to marry, she is a penniless poor boy.

Hao Dashu secretly looked at the senior sister, and the senior sister rolled her eyes at those people without exception, but she didn't scold, but one of the exposed ears seemed to be a little red.

Hao Dashu began to grab money, and he also rushed to go to those jobs that were far away and dangerous and no one wanted to go. The senior sister didn't say anything, but there would be two more pieces of braised pork under the white rice at each meal.

So there was the trip to Jiangbei that year, the catastrophe, and the current overlord of Mengzhou City, Hao Dashu. After his career back then, he also thought about his master and sister, but there are no monkey cubs in this world for a long time, what does Mengzhou Hao Dashu have to do with those people and those things? Maybe it's just a dream.

Later, as time passed, even the dream faded for a long time, and only a faint trace was left in the faint light.

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Now that the years are counted, the master should have passed away a long time ago, what about the senior sister named Ruhua, if she is still there, can she still remember her little monkey?

Hao Dashu came back to his senses and smiled self-deprecatingly, how could he think of these things, could it be that he was also old?

The sound of the wind and snow outside the door seems to be quieter, maybe it's a good sign, as long as I can get through today's hurdle, my Hao Dashu is still the big tree that is a pillar of optimus, Hao Dashu's waist straightened, and all the floating images in his mind were dispelled.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, not in a hurry, but very steady. Hao Dashu's spirits perked, is it Mr. Wu who is here, is there finally any news?

The door of the hall was gently pushed open from the outside, and after freezing for a long time, even the wooden shaft was a little stiff and creaky. Looking at the figure at the door, he was a little thin, wrapped in wind and snow, but he exuded an incomparably youthful atmosphere. Obviously, the person who came was not Wu Qiannuo, Hao Dashu was several years old in an instant.

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"Can I ask a question?" Seeing the young man in front of him, Hao Dashu's whole person fell into a kind of despair, which was a kind of desperate despair. He didn't understand why Mr. Wu's arrangements didn't work, and where did Mr. Wu and the dead soldiers raised by his disciples go at this moment. However, he knew very well that since the boy was able to come here, it meant that his fate tonight was sealed.

It's just that he is unwilling, he is unwilling to work hard for half his life, and it will come to naught overnight. So he wanted to ask.

"Huh?" I couldn't hear the sound coming from my mouth or nose, and the young man seemed to be a little confused, not knowing whether he was puzzled by the question Hao Dashu was about to ask, or whether he was puzzled by Hao Dashu's question.

"Why? I don't remember any grudges against you, and I never even had any dealings with you. So, why do people like you come to me?" Although Hao Dashu tried his best to calm himself down, and did not hiss like those shrews who scolded the street, his voice couldn't help but raise a little bit, and with obvious unwilling resentment.

The boy reached into his arms and fumbled for neat stacks of squares. He opened the square carefully, very gently, for fear of breaking the paper. Looking at the handwriting on the paper, the young man frowned. After thinking about it, he wanted to speak, but he didn't say it after all, just slowly handed the piece of paper to Hao Dashu.

Hao Dashu didn't take the paper handed by the young man, but just looked at his face, slightly white, slightly childish, and seemed to be a little nervous. Hao Dashu sighed softly, and finally turned his gaze to the piece of paper. There were no lights in the hall for a long time, and the light reflected in the snow could barely make out the words. After a while, Hao Dashu's face suddenly stiffened, and he sighed heavily, and the whole person quickly relaxed from the tense state, like a tall tree suddenly withered.

"Are you from that mountain?" Hao Dashu asked the last question in his mind. In fact, this is irrelevant, but for some reason, he still wants to know at this time.

After a moment of silence, the boy's voice sounded, a little jerky, "I'm from the sea. ”

The wind outside was loud, and a gust of wind and snow suddenly pushed the half-open wooden door open, but it was quickly closed, and the hall was suddenly dark. A bright light flashed, like a snowflake, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared, and the hall became dark and quiet again.

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In the early morning of the 19th day of the lunar month, it snowed heavily.

The entire long street is clogged with snow and is almost impassable. It seems that Wu Qiannuo is right, today's snow is indeed heavier than yesterday.

Li Ziren stood at the door of Hao's mansion, and the two pairs of red lanterns in front of the door had long been swept away by the wind and snow.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Li Ziren was silent.

The large trees in the courtyard were already overwhelmed by the lack of clear snow and were falling downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the soil carried up by the decaying roots of the old trees gave off a unique smell in the snow.

With a bang, the tree finally fell completely and slammed into the ground. The houses that were smashed were covered in wind and snow, and there was not a trace of smoke and dust raised.

The people who got up late in Mengzhou City were awakened by this sound, and looked at the bare sky above Hao's mansion, and there was no longer a crown like a cloud. Did the big tree in Haofu fall?

Yes, no matter how big a tree is, as long as it is a long time, there will always be a day when it falls.

Hao Dashu's ending was already expected when Li Ziren received the few lines of books in Stone Town. It's just that he didn't expect that this ending was written by the single-clothed boy who appeared by chance.

No, maybe not by chance. Or maybe he wrote the first pen?

Li Ziren didn't expect that under his own close watch, Hao Dashu would disappear.

Missing means that no one is alive and no body is dead.

Thinking of the letter and the person who wrote the letter under the paperweight on his desk, in such a cold weather, Li Ziren's forehead was a little cold sweat.

As soon as I rode south, I was in a hurry, but I didn't know whether to report good news or bad news?

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