Daomu Biji

Chapter 31: Lama

A kerosene lamp was hung in the room, and the light was dimmed. Huo Xiuxiu helped me and the fat man stop the nosebleeds. The group of people stood there, holding the jade seal tightly in their arms with one hand, and the atmosphere was awkward.

The old lady ignored Pink Shirt's words and just looked at us. It could be seen that she had a very good waist. She was not red or out of breath when she went up the stairs at such an old age. On the contrary, Pink Shirt completely relaxed and found one. The place leans against the wall. The two thugs beside him were pitiful. They silently covered their injured areas and limped out of the house.

I felt it was baffling, but after watching this weird scene, I gradually understood what was going on. It seemed that this pink dead demon should be in the same group as this old woman. From what he said, it felt like this might be a fucking test? Are they testing us?

I couldn't help but feel a little sullen. I had been teased for such a long time and I hated the feeling of being trapped. So I asked her directly: "Mother-in-law, what are you playing with?"

The old lady didn't answer me, she just looked at me with a faint smile. I asked again, and she spoke slowly, but she didn't answer. She just said: "You and your grandfather were a bit alike when they were young. No matter what situation you are in, you always think of the good first and then the bad. So, in this situation, you still stand still and will not choose to do something first to give yourself an advantage."

I looked at the old woman and felt a little uncomfortable. I thought to myself, what does this have to do with me? She then said, "If it were me, if I encountered this situation, I would rush outside first or subdue each person." Besides, in that state, I would talk to the other party to see what the other party’s purpose was. But just now when you saw me coming in, you immediately stood there without doing anything. If I had any other arrangements, you are now Isn’t there no chance at all?”

I understood a little bit what she meant, and I thought, why? Is it to give me advice on handling crisis public relations? The fat man said behind me: "Old woman, you are wrong. Do you think that having more people is your advantage? Damn it, if there are twice as many of you, the three of us will still have the advantage here. Do you understand? Do you want to I really want to try it. The three of you are at full power, but these radish greens are not enough.

The old woman glanced at him and sighed, as if she felt it was a bit ridiculous to tell us this, and continued: "Okay, I'm not here to talk about this. You guys relax, I don't want to be right, I don't want to be right to you. How about it."

"You are cruel enough when you don't want to do something." Fatty pointed to the nosebleed on his collar, "If you want to do something, why don't you kill us?"

The old lady walked to the window, looked outside and said: "This old house was originally a branch of our Huo family in Beijing, and was responsible for dealing with the clerks who broke the rules. However, people in the old society believed in ghosts and gods and were afraid of them. After so many years, There aren't many people buried under the grass in the yard down here. If you die, there will be plenty of room for you. But don't worry, I have no interest in killing you." She paused and looked at the pink shirt on one side. "Just now, I was testing you, and I was testing you just to show him that my vision is correct."

The pink shirt on one side smiled at us. The fat man was a little angry: "What do you think? Do you want the three of us to be transvestites?"

Pink Shirt laughed out loud and said, "Come on, I won't agree even if you promise."

"Fuck, you look down on people." The fat man said angrily. He was about to retort, but then he thought it was wrong. He didn't know how to answer the question.

The pink shirt walked up to me and said: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Jie Yuhua, and I am the current head of the Jiumen Jie family. We are each other's maternal grandparents, and we can be regarded as distant relatives. When I was a child, I paid New Year's greetings. I remember that we kids often played together, but Wu Xie, you are not so gregarious, you are introverted, and you are from out of town, so you may not be familiar with me, so you don't remember me."

"Yeah, even I forgot." Huo Xiuxiu said from the side.

"I can't even tell who is real and who is fake. I'm not as good as this fat guy. It's really chilling. It's a shame that I still wanted to marry you when I was a child."

I looked at Huo Xiuxiu and then at the pink shirt, and suddenly I said "ah" in my heart.

I thought the pink shirt looked very familiar before, but no matter how much I searched, I couldn’t remember where I had seen him. It turned out that I was searching in the wrong area. He was not a client I had done business with, nor was he an everyday friend or acquaintance. He was a child when he was six or seven years old.

Damn it, I can’t even remember this even if I wanted to. It’s been so many years, and it wasn’t time to remember it at that time. However, I can still find a hint of familiarity on his face, which shows that there are still some areas of this guy's face that have not changed, which is really rare.

Jie Yuhua, this name is really weird. At that age, I couldn’t even remember his face, let alone the name of a kid I only saw once or twice a year. However, I do remember that there was a guy at that time. They all Call her Xiaohua.

However, that little flower doesn’t match up with this person at all in my memory. Not only the appearance, the person in front of me and the little flower at that time are completely two different things. Did I remember it wrong?

So I asked him: "Are you that little flower?"

He looked at me and smiled ambiguously. Huo Xiuxiu smiled on the side and said, "That's right, you didn't expect it, right?"

I was stunned again and felt a little broken: "But, I remember that little flower is a girl. Did I remember it wrong?"

"You remember correctly, I was indeed a 'girl' at that time," Pink Shirt said. "I was very young when I was young, and I was learning opera from my second master, singing Hua Dan and Tsing Yi. Many people couldn't tell the difference, thinking I’m a woman.”

I frowned. I really couldn't imagine that the cute little girl in my mind was actually a big man. Now my Adam's apple was getting bigger, and I suddenly felt dizzy. It was so unpredictable. Then asked Xiuxiu: "What about what you just told us -"

"It's all true. Of course, the only difference is that my grandma knew the whole process." Xiu Xiu said, "After I sent the letter, someone called my grandma. My grandma observed me for a while and then arrested me. come out."

"People in this business are very cautious. If you receive a strange letter, you will also call and ask what's going on." The old woman said, "However, I admit that what you just speculated is correct. , I was really confused when I received the videotape. But I was not so stupid that I thought it was just a videotape."

"So, did you discover what was hidden in those video tapes?"

"I told you before that the patterns of those style thunders were purchased from abroad. That was a lie to you..." the old woman said, "Those style thunders were all found in those video tapes. I have been I thought that was the clue my daughter gave me to find her, which is why I haven't given up yet. Now, although I know that she is not my daughter, I know that only by following this information can I Know what happened to my daughter.”

What styles did Wen Jin send? I was a little confused. I thought there would be specific information in the tape. I didn't expect it to be these.

However, Huo Ling disappeared during the archaeological project of this building. If the video tape sent contains the image of her daughter and the drawings of the building are hidden in it, it will make the old woman think that this is a strong clue.

The fat man asked from the side: "What does this have to do with you trying us?"

Mrs. Huo showed a very complicated smile. The pink shirt on one side seemed to have received some signal. She immediately patted me and said to us: "Okay, I don't want to waste time. Let's talk about the topic. We will have time to talk about old times in the future." ." After saying that, she winked at Huo Xiuxiu, and Huo Xiuxiu began to take out rolls of things from her bag. When I saw them, they were all patterns of style thunder, the same ones I saw at the old lady's house.

All the drawings are wrapped in very high-end kraft paper, wrapped in plastic wrap, and soaked in a layer of a substance similar to tung oil. It seems that these patterns are very fragile outside the room with constant temperature and humidity. . I just don’t know why I brought these things. Could it be that the old woman lost interest and wanted to sell them all to me?

I was a little surprised, but I didn't ask any questions. The old lady didn't speak until all the patterns were carefully spread out on the floor under Xiuxiu's little hands.

"I and Hezi will pick up a lama recently." The old lady took a picture and said, "I need your help. If you agree, I guarantee that it will be okay for you to cause trouble at the Crescent Hotel this time, and there will be great benefits."