I looked at the slowly closing door of the Hu family's old house and the back of my grandfather, and finally realized what it means to have mixed feelings.
I sighed and fiddled with the bamboo whistle in my hand for a while. For some reason, I always felt that this thing looked a bit familiar.
I didn’t think much about it and thought, “Since my grandfather gave it to me, it must have a unique purpose.”
So, I put it in my coat pocket.
And at this moment, suddenly the whole world began to shake violently, and then, I woke up from my dream.
When I woke up, I turned my head and saw Xiong Ming's big face.
This guy had obviously just parked the car and was waving his big hands to push me. When he saw that I woke up, he smiled and said, "Hu Tian, you're awake! I'm planning on calling you!"
I panted and looked at Xiong Ming, then looked at everything outside the car window, and found that we had arrived at a town with dilapidated ancient architecture.
I looked at Xiong Ming and asked, "Where is this?"
Xiong Ming said: "This is Meng Malang! We are here."
I asked in surprise: "Is Mengmalang a town? I always thought Mengmalang was a mountain, or some kind of ridge."
Xiong Ming smiled and said: "I thought the same thing as you at the beginning. However, when you were sleeping just now, Xiaonia told us Mengmalang's place of exile. In other words, if I didn't have this place, If you guess wrong, it should be the Sanwu area on the plateau."
I heard Xiong Ming say this and murmured: "It turns out to be a place of exile."
Xiong Ming had already opened the car door at this time. He was about to get out of the car when he suddenly turned back to look at me and asked, "Hu Tian, what did you dream about just now?"
Hearing what Xiong Ming said, I couldn't help but be stunned and asked in surprise: "What? Did I say anything strange in my sleep again?"
Xiong Ming shook his head and said: "I didn't say anything in my sleep, but I think this period is a bit strange, and I'm worried that something will happen to you."
It was rare for me to see Xiong Ming look so serious, so I couldn’t help but smile and patted Xiong Ming’s shoulder and said, “Don’t worry! I’m fine!”
I opened the door and got out of the car, pretending to be nonchalant. Looking at the people around me who were shouting about their business, I let out a long sigh.
I didn't tell Xiong Ming what happened in the dream just now, but I still couldn't help but subconsciously touch my coat pocket.
And when I took out the bamboo whistle from my pocket, I was stunned.
I looked at the whistle in my hand in amazement, and couldn't help but wonder in my heart: "What on earth is going on? Could it be that what happened in my dream can come true?"
And while I was stunned, a very beautiful Tibetan girl bumped into me lightly.
When I was hit by that little girl, I suddenly came back to my senses. I looked at the beautiful Tibetan little girl.
The little girl also looked at me very apologetically, clasped her hands together and said softly in Tibetan: "Arch Dam Ma Cong!"
I know that the meaning of "arch dam macong" is "sorry" in Tibetan.
So, I clasped my hands together, smiled and said softly: "Open Yau Ma Day."
"Kai You Ma Ri" means "it doesn't matter" in Tibetan. Xiao Niya gave it to a few of us on the road. Unexpectedly, we actually used it as soon as we entered Mengge Malang.
Although my pronunciation was a little jerky and not standard, the little girl obviously understood it.
She smiled happily, and the smile was so sweet, it was as if flowers suddenly bloomed on her face.
The little girl seemed to think she knew Tibetan, so she said something to me. I didn't quite understand what she said, but I just smiled slightly in response.
After the little girl said a few words, she saw that I just smiled, so she shook her head helplessly, pointed at one of my coat pockets, then turned around and left.
I touched my pocket in surprise and took out a note from it.
There was a line written on the note, "At 11:30 tonight, there is a bar called Geren Caiwang on the third street east of Mengmalang. See you there or not."
There was nothing too special about the content of this note. What shocked me the most was that the notes on it were exactly the same as my own.
After reading the content on the note, I couldn't help but feel a chill running down my back.
I hurriedly turned around to look for the little Tibetan girl who bumped into me just now, but there were so many people coming and going on the street at this time, I couldn’t see the little girl anywhere.
And just when I couldn't stop looking around, there was a commotion not far behind me.
I turned around and saw that it was Xiong Ming who was having a conflict with a group of people.
I saw Xiong Ming holding a local-looking middle-aged man by his collar, lifting the guy high, pointing his other hand at the seven or eight people around him, and shouting: "Grandma! You don't even look at me. Who am I? All the stolen things are stolen from me, do you not want to live anymore? "
The guys surrounding Xiong Ming and Hua Muling were not good people either.
In addition to being hateful-looking and full of sinister faces, each of these people also had a variety of weapons in their hands. Some were holding long knives, some were holding shovels, and some were carrying homemade maces. , and some carried an extra-large axe.
They were all murderous, as if they were ready to fight at any moment if they said anything wrong.
But their wishful thinking this time was wrong. If it were anyone else, they would have surrendered and let themselves be slaughtered long ago when they saw the expressions of these people in front of them.
But are we someone else?
Is that guy Xiong Ming someone else?
Of course not!
After Xiong Ming cursed a lot, he couldn't help laughing when he saw that no one was talking. And the strength in his hands also began to increase little by little.
The middle-aged man who was lifted into the air felt the pressure for a moment. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but at this time, he was like a dough bag, with less air going in and more air coming out. , and he fainted after a short while.
When Xiong Ming saw that the guy in his hand had fainted, he no longer exerted any force, but flicked it, throwing it not far in front of him, and said loudly: "What's wrong? Are you bullying the new outsiders?" Is it? Or, we look like sheep, fat enough, and want to kill them?"
Before Xiong Ming finished speaking, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar came out from behind those people and said with a smile: "Guys, I'm really sorry! This is the way to accept people's money and help them to eliminate disasters. It is an eternal rule. We brothers also want to earn a living, so..."
Xiong Ming didn't wait for the old scholar to finish his words before he cursed: "Stop talking nonsense. Who are you?"
Seeing that Xiong Ming was not polite or angry at all, the old scholar coughed lightly and said, "My surname is Lu, my full name is Lu Zhicheng, and my nickname is Ziyan Jushi. Of course, you can also call me Mr. Lu!" I am the steward here, and there are 1,200 people in Mengmalang, and they all have to give me some face."
Xiong Mingyi frowned and cursed: "Shit! Aren't you just a local snake? You still have the nerve to say that you are the person in charge, and you have the nerve to call yourself husband. My head hurts when I hear these two words. Don't follow me. I talk so much nonsense, if you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have something to say, let it go! What do you plan to get out of us by going to all this trouble?"
Lu Zhicheng looked at Xiong Ming and frowned, and said, "Excuse me, brother, are you Hu Tian, Mr. Hu?"
Xiong Ming was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Are you looking for Hu Tian? Why are you looking for him?"
Lu Zhicheng looked Xiong Ming up and down for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's not like it! It's not like it! It's not like it at all!"
Xiong Ming said in surprise: "What doesn't look like it?"
Lu Zhicheng said: "You are not Hu Tian..."
As he said that, Lu Zhicheng took out a photo from his pocket. I walked around from behind the crowd of onlookers and found that what he was holding in his hand was actually the photo taken at the gate of Yiyuanzhai when Xiong Ming, Hua Muling and I just set off. of that photo.
I looked at that photo and thought, "Why does this guy have a photo of all of us?"
At this moment, Lu Zhicheng had already recognized Xiong Ming and Hua Muling in the photo, and suddenly heard him say slowly: "You are not Hu Tian, you are... Xiong Ming! And you..."
Lu Zhicheng said and pointed at Hua Muling, who had been silent all the time, "You are Hua Muling!"
Hua Muling remained silent, but stared at the person under a tree not far away.
I saw Hua Muling staring over there motionlessly, and I knew there must be something wrong with the person under the tree, so I followed Hua Muling's gaze and looked where she was.
I saw a man in a black robe standing motionless under the tree.
The robe on this man was very wide, and the hat on the robe was pushed down so low that he couldn't see clearly what he looked like.
I subconsciously took out my phone, hid behind the crowd watching the excitement, pointed at the guy and decisively pressed the shutter.
But the moment the phone shutter flashed, the guy disappeared.
"Grandma's! Where did that guy go?"
I was looking around in confusion, when I heard Xiong Ming next to me suddenly burst out laughing, "Hey, hahahahahaha! So, I'm still somewhat famous. Tell me! You guys are so big here. What are you planning to do?"
Lu Zhicheng smiled and said: "Brother Xiong, don't be so excited. We are all civilized people. We brothers don't do anything! It's just that some people paid us to take something from you."
Xiong Ming looked at the people surrounding them with a smile and said with a smile: "Civilized people? Your surname is Lu. Is your civilized person like this?"
Lu Zhicheng also smiled and said, "Hahaha! There may be a bit of misunderstanding here."
Xiong Ming said: "Misunderstanding? Hahaha, I think you are stealing, so just rob instead!"
