A group of us traveled eastward and arrived in Lanzhou first.
After a simple two days of rest, he set off back to the capital.
The whole journey was silent, and more than twenty hours later, the three of us arrived in the capital.
After getting off the train, Hua Muling said a few words to us briefly, then called the doorman of Hua Handkerchief and returned to her home.
Xiong Ming followed me back to Yiyuanzhai.
After arriving at Yiyuanzhai, I found that the door of Yiyuanzhai was tightly closed, and the signs and pretense were also put away.
I didn't speak, just frowned slightly, feeling a bad premonition in my heart.
I strode up the steps outside Yiyuanzhai's door and knocked hard on the door.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
After a while, someone slowly opened the door a crack from the inside.
Immediately afterwards, a young face poked out of the door and asked absently: "Who is it?"
I glanced at the person who opened the door, and it turned out that he was not someone I was familiar with.
Logically speaking, I am very familiar with all the disciples within the third generation of Yiyuanzhai, but the person who opened the door at this time is very unfamiliar to me.
This young man obviously didn't recognize me either. It seemed that I had disturbed his dream. He shouted at me angrily: "What are you knocking for? What are you knocking for? Are you calling for death or mourning?" Are you going to die early in the morning?"
I looked at the angry young man, then turned to look at the high sun, smiled and said, "The sun is so high in your house early in the morning? I said, brother, are we jet lag?" ?”
The young man rolled his eyes at me and cursed: "I said it's early morning, it's damn early morning. You came out of nowhere, are you looking for trouble?"
When the young man said this, he pointed to the plaque on the door, curled his lips and continued: "Do you see where this is? This is the famous Yiyuanzhai in the capital. Go out and find out. In this capital, Is there anyone in the one-third of an acre of land who doesn’t know Yiyuanzhai? Are you tired of running wild here?"
I didn't interrupt, but waited for the boy to finish speaking, then slowly pointed to my nose and said, "Do you know who I am?"
The young man raised his nostrils and said, "I don't care who you are! Get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude!"
When it comes to this, the anger in my heart can’t be suppressed.
I polished my teeth and said, "Are you sure?"
"Stop fucking nonsense! I think your skin is itchy." The boy said and was about to grab my collar.
As the young master of Yiyuanzhai, how could I let this kid take care of me?
As soon as he stretched out his hand, my fist was already in front of him.
There was just a "bang" sound, and a column of blood suddenly spurted out from the boy's two nostrils. He also flew backwards and fell heavily on the screen wall not far away.
That kid obviously didn't expect my punch to be so severe.
He covered his nose and got up from the ground, and shouted desperately: "Brothers, someone broke into our store! Come here quickly! They're going to steal it!"
This kid's voice was really loud after being beaten. It didn't matter that he was making a noise. Dozens of people came at once.
I saw them all carrying sticks and glaring angrily.
The leader is a short and strong man in his thirties. Looking at him, he is wearing a navy blue coat, a pair of the oldest Beijing shoes under his feet, and he is carrying a boneless shoe in his hand. Butcher knife.
Looking at the face, this guy looks extremely disgusting. He has a bald head without a single hair, needle-nosed eyes, a garlicky nose, and a chubby face covered with pockmarks. No matter how you look at it, he looks innocent. Ruffians.
After this guy rushed out of the backyard, he came straight to me and Panda, and cursed in his mouth: "Come on, let's show your Grandpa Zhang who dares to come to Yiyuanzhai to cause trouble again!"
Seeing this guy walking towards me, I smiled instead of getting angry.
The strong man with a sinewy face also recognized me at this time. He first showed an expression of extreme surprise, then threw the boning knife aside, took two hurried steps forward, and grabbed me. held his hand and said: "Master, you are finally back!"
The strong man only said seven words in total. Halfway through his words, tears suddenly fell down.
I grabbed the strong man's hand, smiled and said, "I'm back! However, this welcome seems a bit... a bit special!"
This short and stocky man is called Zhang Zixiong. He is a second-generation disciple of Yiyuanzhai and is five years older than me.
According to Zhang Zixiong himself, he lived in the Shaolin Temple since he was a child. Later, he secretly ran away from the Shaolin Temple because he couldn't endure the hardship of learning martial arts.
It happened to be the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter. Zhang Zixiong had not eaten any water or rice for three days and three nights, so he fainted from hunger on the side of the road.
When he woke up, he was already in Yiyuanzhai, and the person who picked him up was our old man.
After the fight, Zhang Zixiong became Yiyuanzhai's bodyguard, and his main responsibility was security.
As he got older, he gradually became the leader from a small follower.
To be honest, it can be said that Zhang Zixiong and I have grown up together. In my impression, I rarely see this guy shed tears.
At this time, seeing him crying like a big girl, I couldn't help but grinned and said, "Brother Zhang, what's going on? I've only been gone for a few days? Are you so excited?"
Zhang Zixiong wiped his tears and said: "Hey, you don't know what our Yiyuanzhai has been through recently? But it's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!"
After saying that, Zhang Zixiong pulled me towards the inner hall.
But I suddenly said: "Wait a minute, Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Zixiong was stunned, turned his head and looked at me doubtfully and said, "What's the matter, Master?"
I pointed at the boy whose nose was crooked with my punch and said, "This boy is..."
I didn't finish the sentence, only half of it.
Zhang Zixiong has been struggling in Yiyuanzhai for so many years, and he is also a human spirit.
Although I didn't say everything, he still understood what I meant.
I saw Zhang Zixiong's eyes widened, and he yelled at the boy on the ground holding his nose: "Do you fucking know who this person in front of you is?"
The boy covered his nose and said hesitantly: "Young... Young Master?"
Zhang Zixiong scolded: "You know it's our young master, why don't you come over here and apologize?"
Although the boy was reluctant in his heart, he still came over and bowed deeply to me and the panda with a timid look on his face, and said: "I'm sorry... Young Master! I can't see Taishan. I didn't know it was Young Master who came back." Yes, I thought it was... I thought it was again..."
I looked at the kid and asked, "What did you think it was?"
The boy did not answer my words directly, but turned to look at Zhang Zixiong, and found that Zhang Zixiong was staring at him with a serious face at this time. He suddenly trembled. Obviously, Zhang Zixiong was more important in his heart than me, the young master of Yiyuanzhai. Deterrent.
Seeing Zhang Zixiong looking at him like that, the boy immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing and immediately covered his mouth.
No matter how I asked, he just kept apologizing, saying that he deserved to die, that he was blind, and said nothing about "who he thought was the intruder."
Seeing that nothing came out, I stopped asking. I took out a tissue from my pocket and handed it to the boy to wipe the blood, and then followed Zhang Zixiong into the inner hall.
Everything in Yiyuanzhai has not changed, it is still the same as before, but many places are covered with dust. It seems that they have not been cleaned for several days.
I wiped a handful of dust on the porcelain bottle with my fingers, rubbed it with my thumb and index finger, then turned to look at Zhang Zixiong and asked, "What? Uncle Xu hasn't been back for a long time?"
Zhang Zixiong nodded and said, "Yes! Ever since he went out with you a while ago, he never came back!"
I frowned slightly, and my mind suddenly recalled the last phone call he had with me on the ship.
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Xu suddenly let out two screams, and then the phone signal was cut off.
"It seems that Uncle Xu may have really had an accident!" I thought to myself.
Seeing that I seemed worried, Xiong Ming put down the teacup in his hand and asked, "Hu Tian, are you okay?"
I shook my head and said, "It's okay!"
After saying that, I turned around and asked Zhang Zixiong: "Is there any news from our old man?"
Zhang Zixiong sighed, then shook his head and said: "No! We have sent out five waves of brothers, all of whom are the best... But after so long, not only has no news been returned, but even the ones we sent before The brothers who went out also disappeared one after another, as if they had never appeared!"
After listening, I frowned and said nothing for a while.
After a long time, I slowly raised my head and looked at Zhang Zixiong and asked, "How are the people behind the other doors in the backyard?"
It's okay not to mention this, but mentioning this Zhang Zixiong made his face, which was not very attractive, wrinkle into a bun.
Looking at Zhang Zixiong's expression of bitterness and hatred, I couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhang, what does this expression mean? Is something wrong?"
Zhang Zixiong couldn't help but sigh when he heard my question. After a while, he said slowly: "Master, you don't know! Something big happened while you were gone!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zixiong told Xiong Ming and me about the sudden spontaneous combustion of the eight coffins in the Yiyuanzhai backyard.
This was the first time Xiong Ming heard about this. He stared wide-eyed as if listening to a storytelling, and kept asking, "What happened next?"
But I was sweating on the palms of my hands, because the things Zhang Zixiong said at this time were exactly the things I had experienced in the so-called "dream" before.
Perhaps because this matter had been suppressed in his heart for too long, Zhang Zixiong was frothing at the mouth and drank two large teacups of water in a row before recounting the whole matter.
It turns out that the main reason why Yiyuanzhai stopped doing business was because four heads of the Eight Gates died in Yiyuanzhai's backyard.
Although the responsibility for this matter does not entirely lie with Yiyuanzhai, the four gates were unable to find their rightful owner, so they simply vented all their anger on us, Yiyuanzhai.
In the past few days since I left, people from outside the house kept coming to Yiyuanzhai to cause trouble. They not only smashed several branches of our Yiyuanzhai, but also injured many brothers.
Zhang Zixiong originally thought that one more thing would be better than one less thing, so he wanted to endure it.
But who would have thought that the people from the other doors are endless, looking for trouble and provocation during the day, and even climbing over the wall to prevent fires at night.
Fortunately, Zhang Zixiong had been prepared, otherwise most of Yuanzhai would have been burned down and only two shabby tile-roofed houses would be left.
In desperation, Zhang Zixiong could only start recruiting troops. As long as the masters were brave and powerful, they would be given priority and receive generous treatment.
As the saying goes, money can make the world go round. As a result, many idle people in society formed large-scale groups to join Yiyuanzhai.
If you have people, you will have confidence.
In addition, Zhang Zixiong spends a lot of money, and those who have made meritorious deeds are rewarded with a lot of real money, and those who make mistakes are beaten to death.
Therefore, for a time, Zhang Zixiong's status in Yiyuanzhai was unmatched.
Zhang Zixiong also set a rule for these people during this period, that is, no matter who knocks on the door during the day, as long as they feel that the tone is wrong, they can directly attack and break Yiyuan Zhai.
It was precisely because of this that the scene where the boy attacked me happened before.
After talking for a long time, Zhang Zixiong took another sip of water and then said slowly: "Master, the whole thing is almost like this."
