above the point of the knife

Chapter 68 Leaked Secrets
Life is constantly making choices. If you make the right choice, even if you make a wrong choice, you still have a chance.

It was impossible for Zhou Sen to agree to Rozaevsky. This protracted Belarus did not seem like a good person, and of course the other party would not trust him, after all, he was not Russian.

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

This sentence applies everywhere.

He wasn't the kind of hot-blooded young man who was fooled by others, but this guy didn't come sooner or later, and only now came to find him, obviously there was a Japanese shadow behind him.

Before he figured out the complicated relationship between these people and the Japanese, he didn't want to jump into the quagmire by himself.

Anyway, his current strategy is "not here."

He doesn't want to get promoted and get rich, and he doesn't want to glorify his ancestors (he doesn't know where his ancestors are), what he wants to do is to be a second-generation ancestor who is greedy for beauty, loves leisure and hates work.

This personality is the most suitable for his current state.

Although Rozayevsky had a brilliant tongue and painted an extremely bright prospect, Zhou Sen was unmoved, he just didn't believe it, anyway, he just didn't do it, and went to whomever he liked.

He knew that it was dangerous for him to do so, these people were not good people, but he also knew that if he stepped on their boat, he would definitely not be much better in the future.

One needs to take a long-term view.

What's more, they may not use drastic methods against themselves. It seems that they have to add some life-saving methods.

Rozaevsky left angrily.

The Western food at Modern Hotel was really good. Afterwards, Zhou Sen ordered a black pepper cheese steak and a glass of table wine.

After eating, paying the bill and leaving.

I got on a tram bound for Daowai (Fujiadian), there were not many people in the car, there were both Russians and Chinese.

Smelling that familiar smell again, Zhou Sen knew that he was being followed again, and this little tail really lingered.

Keep pretending you don't know anything.

The tram stopped at Zhengyang Street, and he got off the car quickly. There were not many people on the street at this time, most of them were visiting relatives and friends, and they walked with their heads down and ignored everyone.

Zhou Sen walked to a shelter from the wind, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, lit it, took a puff, and looked behind him with the help of his peripheral vision.

Sure enough, he saw a familiar figure. Although he was wearing a black windbreaker and a hat, and wrapped himself up tightly, he still recognized him.

Forget it, follow along.

……

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Sen came to the back door of Ningxiang Hall and knocked on the door.

"Here we come." Ah Xiang's voice came over, and after a while, I heard the sound of the latch being removed and the door being opened from the inside.

"Brother Sen, it's you, why are you here?" Ah Xiang raised her head, and when she saw Zhou Sen, she was surprised.

"Why can't I come?"

"Yes, yes, sister Lan will be happy if she knows you're here." Ah Xiang said without covering her mouth.

"Would she like me to come?"

"Of course, Brother Sen doesn't know. Since you left in the afternoon on New Year's Eve, Sister Lan has told you many times."

"Call me?"

"Hitting is kissing, scolding is love, I've never heard Sister Lan say that about a person." Ah Xiang laughed.

"Little girl, you've failed in your studies, haha." Hearing what Ah Xiang said, Zhou Sen's heavy mood improved a lot.

He was all alone, with no relatives or reason, so he really had nothing to worry about, but he didn't need to look forward and backward like that.

Live how you want, as long as you have no regrets in your heart.

"Sister Lan said that someone is going to deal with you, so please be careful." A Xiang followed Zhou Sen's footsteps and said mysteriously.

"Who, the Qin family or the Su family?"

"Then I don't know, or you can ask Sister Lan yourself?" Ah Xiang giggled.

"Little girl, you know how to cheat." Zhou Sen chuckled, now he doesn't itch when there are too many lice, and doesn't worry about having too many debts.

"If you still laugh, aren't you afraid that they will pack you in a sack, dig a hole in the Songhua River, and throw you in later?"

"I didn't expect, Axiang, you still know a lot!" Zhou Sen said in surprise. Every spring flood, when the Songhua River thaws, dead bodies can be found on the river. It's easy to say.

Anyway, the corpse salvage team will be busy for a while.

In the end, these corpses were taken back by those who had owners, and those who had no owners were directly buried in a place. As for the story behind it, no one cares about it. It is just a thin piece of paper in the police station. There's no after that.

"That's right!" Ah Xiang smiled.

"Axiang, Axiang..."

"Hey, Sister Lan, here we come, here we come." Ah Xiang ran forward quickly.

"Who is here? It takes you so long to open the door, girl?" Bai Yulan questioned dissatisfiedly.

"No one, passers-by, begging for water." Ah Xiang said intentionally.

"Damn girl, you can't even tell a lie. How can anyone come to our place to beg for water?" Bai Yulan scolded, "Is that scoundrel here?"

"Hee hee, sister Lan, you are so smart."

"Yu Lan is so heartbroken, how can Zhou Sen not come to pay Yu Lan a New Year's greeting and ask for a bowl of water?" Zhou Sen laughed, and followed Ah Xiang into the living room.

"You're poor." Bai Yulan was writing, she raised her head and gave Zhou Sen a white look, "Ah Xiang, get him a bowl of slop from the kitchen."

"Isn't it? Boss Bai of Tangtang Ningxiang Restaurant has fallen to this point, and he only treats guests with slop?" Zhou Sen opened his mouth exaggeratedly.

"That's for you." Bai Yulan gave him a blank look.

Ah Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, and hurried to make tea for Zhou Sen. These two are now enemies, so can you take what you say seriously?

"Tsk tsk, Yulan, your lower script is really beautiful. Is this a copy of the Heart Sutra?" Zhou Sen walked over, took a closer look, and praised.

"Do you still understand Buddhist scriptures?"

"Do you really think I'm an ignorant second-generation ancestor?" Zhou Sen chuckled. As a writer who is proficient in eighteen subjects, he naturally has dabbled in all kinds of religious subjects.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" Bai Yulan asked.

"Do not believe."

"why?"

"Buddha is too selfish."

"Nonsense, how can Buddhism be selfish when it guides people to be good?" Bai Yulan gave Zhou Sen a white look.

"The monk does not give birth, but let others provide for himself. If it is not selfish, what is it? You can eat and drink all day long, and you are admired by thousands of people. Where can you find such a good thing? If everyone in the world goes If you become a monk, does this world still exist?" Zhou Sen said.

"shallow!"

Zhou Sen smiled and didn't continue to argue. What he admired more was the seriousness and concentration of the beauty in front of him copying the scriptures.

Finished writing the last stroke.

Bai Yulan put down the writing brush, rubbed her sore wrist, and was just about to pick up the written "Heart Sutra" for a look, when two hands appeared in front of her eyes, and immediately picked up the "Heart Sutra".

"What are you doing, the ink is not dry yet..."

"It's okay, I'll be careful." Zhou Sen gave a guilty smile, put it down again, bowed his head down and started to blow carefully.

"The writing is really good. I don't think it is worse than those famous calligraphers. How did you practice this character?" Zhou Sen asked.

"When I was young, my father forced me to write whenever he had time, and it took me a long time to write..." Bai Yulan recalled.

"If you were a boy, your father would definitely raise you as an animal."

"You are the animal!" Bai Yulan nodded, she was the only child in the family, her father wanted a son but couldn't, so he could only raise her as a boy.

Seeing that there was a seal on the desk, Zhou Sen smiled, reached out to pick up the brush, added some ink, quickly wrote a line in the blank space on the upper right corner, left the date, and grabbed the seal, "Kacha "Cover it up below!
This movement is so smooth and flowing, it is dizzying.

"At the end of the second day of the first lunar month in Yimao year, I copied a copy of the "Heart Sutra" and gave it to a friend: Zhou Sen..." Zhou Sen wrote cursive script. Immediately read it out.

"You, you..." Bai Yulan's face flushed with anger, she had never seen such a shameless person, who actually forcibly snatched a hand-copied "Heart Sutra" from her in front of her, it was simply too vile.

"Yulan, don't be angry, I have something for you too." Zhou Sen took out the plan for the renovation of the Ningxiang Pavilion that he had written from his arms, and handed it to Bai Yulan in a thick stack .

Bai Yulan finally endured it, and reached out to take the proposal from Zhou Sen's hand, which was still warm from his body.

With suspicious eyes, he opened it and looked at it. It didn't matter what he looked at, his eyes immediately changed, and he looked at it seriously.

It took more than a quarter of an hour for Bai Yulan to finish reading the plan. When she came back to her senses, she found that her "Heart Sutra" had long since disappeared. Obviously, it had been put away by Zhou Sen. up.

This guy was really convinced of himself, and under the anger, he actually felt a little shy in his heart.

Could it be that this kid really wants to be responsible for himself?
"Brother Sen, eat a frozen pear." Ah Xiang came in with a plate of sliced ​​frozen pears and placed them on the coffee table in front of Zhou Sen.

"Thank you, Ah Xiang, but don't cut it like this next time, just bring me the whole thing, I'm not used to it." Zhou Sen chuckled.

"Okay." Ah Xiang agreed, and went out to do her own business. She already felt a sense of urgency in this study.

"Zhou Sen, do you know what your plan will mean if it comes true?" Bai Yulan raised the plan in her hand and asked.

"I know that a brand new business model will subvert the current cognition." Zhou Sen said, "We will become the focus of everyone in Ice City."

"But it may also become the next target." Bai Yulan said.

Zhou Sen was silent. Of course he understood what Bai Yulan was talking about, but if there was any business that made money that was not targeted by the Japanese, as long as it was targeted, it would be no good, let alone keep it. There are guns, the army, and violent government agencies. Ordinary people are powerless to resist, especially in a big city like Bingcheng.

If it is between the vast white mountains and black waters, it is another matter.

"It would be great if one day, we Chinese are the ones who are in charge of this land and this city." Bai Yulan said leisurely suddenly.

"This day will come true sooner or later." Zhou Sen agreed naturally.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, we can take our time, do it first, maintain our livelihood, and then slowly expand." Zhou Sen said hastily.

If the secret is leaked, life will be shortened.

(End of this chapter)