Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 168 Going to Hong Kong?
The thing people are most attached to in this life is thoughts. Some people are attached to money, while others are attached to power.Different people are obsessed with different things. For example, Mr. Wang is only obsessed with beans in the field.

The one plowing in the field is not Wang Laohao who really came back. This is his last breath of "anger" before his death, commonly known as "Yangzi". '.

What is read?Thoughts are obsessions, thoughts that are persistent and never let go. 'Nianhu' is very evil. Once it entangles the family members, there will be bloody disasters within three days.

Fortunately, He Yinyang and I arrived in time just now, otherwise Er Lengzi would have hugged the wall to 'crash the victim' or chopped him down with a kitchen knife, and the consequences would have been disastrous.

Looking at Wang Laohao who was working hard in front of me, I couldn't bear to kill him, but I knew that this person was no longer Wang Laohao, and Wang Laohao's soul had entered the ghost realm to report to Fengdu. Just a mouthful of 'Yangzi'.

Mr. Wang looks dazed. He is plowing the field now, and no one is sure whether he will run to someone to toss him in a while, so this "Old Wang Hao" cannot be kept.

"Don't worry! I'll tell them about this land, plant beans, so you can go there without worry!"

Hearing what I said, Wang Laohao froze immediately. He turned his head slowly and looked at me foolishly. His smile was naive, but in the next second, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and his face showed a hint of ferocity. Color, holding a hoe and roaring, ran towards me.

I sighed, Liu Ling's eyes flashed with lightning, Wang Laohao's body froze immediately, his eyes gradually became loose, and his body fell down slowly.

After the second electric light shot out, he completely disappeared on the earth.

The purple electric light has a huge lethality against evil spirits, which has been verified from the five ghosts and gods at the beginning, and the "Nian Hu" disappeared under this action, which is exactly as I expected.

"grandfather…"

Xiaoliuzi, who was only 4 and a half years old, squatted on the ground and cried. This child is not simple. He can see things that others cannot see. The eyes of ordinary children begin to close when they are 3 years old. I didn’t expect Xiaoliuzi’s eyes to persist. until now.

I looked at Xiaoliuzi's eyes, they were as clear as a spring, without any impurities, and the folk customs in the village were simple, less exaggerated and intriguing, and the children were not exposed to so many filthy things, so Tianyan went late. My child, I am afraid that the eyes of the sky have been closed long ago.

He Yinyang was annoyed by the child's crying, and deliberately said fiercely, "Why are you crying! Your grandfather didn't see you crying when he died, but now you are crying!"

"Woo~! You're pissing me off! At that time my grandpa hadn't left yet, but now he's gone..."

I lightly touched the child's head, and gave He Yinyang a hard look. The child doesn't know so much. I'm afraid he still doesn't understand what death is all about.

"Brother...you have someone in your eyes..."

Little Six looked into my eyes and said something that scared me half to death.I quickly touched my eyes and said, "You said there is someone in my brother's eyes? Who is that?"

Little Six opened his eyes wide and looked at me, weakly said: "It's a man wearing a black cloak, he smiled at me..."

My hairs stood on end, and I quickly looked around, but Liu Ling didn't find anything unusual, except for the bleak moonlight in the distance.

I believe such a young child can't lie, but where did the man in black robe that Little Six mentioned come from?

I took a deep breath and the smile returned to my face.Uncle, he was so frightened by the child's words, he didn't feel ashamed, He Yinyang said something fierce to the child again, and the child cried in fright.

I hastily wiped away the tears from the child and hugged him back.

The matter was resolved, and the Wang family was very happy. They wanted to invite us to dinner. It was already night, and they were really not in the mood to eat. They left a few spells for the Wang family, and left the Wang family village in a hurry.

He Yinyang's broken car is still on the road!When the two of us got to the place where the car broke down, we were stunned.

The Santana glass was smashed to pieces, the four wheels were also smashed, and the contents of the car, including seat covers and cushions, were looted, which was horrible.

"Who the hell is so wicked!"

"See if you lost anything valuable?"

"There's still half a pack of Hongtashan left in the car!"

"Now that Santana is completely scrapped, there is no need to repair it! Call someone tomorrow to send it to the repair shop, and sell it as scrap iron!"

Two hard-working youths walked along the dirt road, just in time for a van to pass by, and they gave us two money to drive us to Chengguan.

"Brother Dong, come home with me tonight, my grandpa celebrates his birthday today, let's have a meal together!"

Mr. He Da's birthday?This is new, the old man is not easy to be alone in the city these years, no matter what, he is an elder, and now he is a partner, so he has to go.

I followed He Yinyang back home with two bottles of Ruzhou Laojiao.

After entering the small courtyard, Mr. He Da was sitting in the yard drinking by himself. On the small stone table was a plate of peanuts and a jug of turbid wine. The old man ate with great relish.Looking at the lonely figure of the old man, I really felt an inexplicable sympathy in my heart.

Mr. He Da has aged a lot in the past two years, his temples are graying, and he has become less talkative.

"Han Dong is here!"

When Mr. He Da saw me, a smile appeared on his face, and an inexplicable sense of intimacy rose in my heart, and I quickly called out "Grandpa He".

When we came, He Yinyang and I bought some cooked food, and the three of us set up our positions and drank under the moon.

Mr. He Da has always been a very mysterious person in my eyes, at least I think so in the past two years.

I used to think that he was a magic stick. When He Yinyang was a child, he also called his grandfather the old magic stick. Until his father beat him to the point where he was paralyzed, this kid finally became sensible, and he no longer called me the old magic stick.

I always thought that the old magic stick was successful in the provincial capital because of luck, but now it seems that it is not the case. Mr. He Da has worked hard in the provincial capital these years, from a barefoot Mr. Yin Yang to now sitting on As the largest funeral home in the provincial capital, this ability is purely based on luck, which is also a bit unrealistic.

The old man still has some real skills, but he hides them very well. He always thought that he was crazy, but occasionally he showed some tricks, which is really not something that a cheating god can show, but he is a bit like Ji Gong.

Occasionally seeing the light in the drunken eyes, I suddenly thought of four words, 'It's rare to be confused'.Mr. He Da is such a rare and ignorant person, if he is placed in the human field, wouldn't he be wise and foolish?

Behind the wind and water is walking on thin ice.You only see the scenery of others, but you can't see the stories behind them. Comparing the two is like drinking water, knowing whether you are warm or not.

He Yinyang loves to talk nonsense when he drinks too much, which is very similar to Mr. He Da when he was young. Now that Mr. He Da has become a boring oil bottle, He Yinyang has inherited the glorious tradition.

When a person drinks a lot, he is the most knowledgeable. He doesn't understand anything about politics, economics, and culture. Now, even if he is given the president of the United States, he can readily agree to it.

"What's so great about the president of the United States! When I have money, I can become president!"

This brat really drank too much. He called himself Lao Tzu in front of his grandfather. If his father listened to him, he might get another fat beating.

Mr. He Da didn't care very much, he watched our nonsense with great interest, but occasionally he seemed a little absent-minded.

The old man has a good capacity for alcohol. After a bottle of Ruzhou Laojiao has been drained, his eyes are still piercing. We two young people can't do it anymore. We helped each other onto the kang and fell asleep.

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The next day, He Yinyang and I climbed up on the railing at sunrise, and Mr. He Da told us to eat big pancakes, deep-fried dough sticks, tofu nao, hey, I didn’t expect the old man to come out for so many years, and he was still good at this place in the village.

After dinner, Mr. He Da piled 2 yuan in front of me. I was flustered when I saw the bright red bills, and looked at the old man for no reason.

Mr. He Da smiled and said, "The 1 yuan is the dividend for both of you, and the other 1 yuan is the business trip expenses."

"Business trip?" I couldn't help but widen my eyes, not knowing what the old man meant.

Mr. He Da pursed his lips and said: "Mr. Zhou in Hong Kong is going to hold a Fa conference and invited me to attend. I am getting old and I don't want to move anymore. You two are still young. Go out for a walk and learn a lot!"

go to Hong Kong?hey buy!I have never been out of L province since I grew up, and my little heart suddenly became excited when I was asked to run so far all of a sudden.

The old man went back to the house and took out a package for us, which contained passports, plane tickets, the business card of the hotel we booked, the address of the venue, etc.It turned out that the old man had already prepared it, which really surprised us both.

Looking at the air ticket, it's tomorrow morning, and the time is quite rushed.I took a look at the admission ticket for the Fa Conference, and there was a kind-hearted old man on it, and his signature was 'Zhou Papi'.

Hey I'm going!It's still a fucking big shot, isn't this week's pickpocketing the legendary Hong Kong master, I heard that he and the Governor of Hong Kong are brothers and sisters, as to whether this is true, we are also hearsay, after all, that kind of person is too far away from us.

At first I thought Zhou Papi was Mr. He Da's master, but later He Yinyang told me that this week's Papi was just a friendship with Mr. He Da in the early years. He took care of Mr. He Da a lot, so it spread There were rumors that the two were masters and apprentices, but in fact they were about the same age, so it would be a bit far-fetched to say they were masters and apprentices.

After receiving these things, Mr. He Da gave us instructions. The old man obviously knows Hong Kong very well.

"Grandson, take this token with you. It's something in the door. If necessary, return it to the original owner."

He Yinyang handed He Yinyang a simple wooden token, and I leaned over to have a look. This token was the size of a palm, with a written word 'Xuan' on the front, and a series of densely packed runes on the back.

"What is this?" He Yinyang asked.

Mr. He Da sighed and said, "You don't need to know what it is, just put it away."

"Then who shall I give it back to?" He Yinyang asked puzzled.

Mr. He Da waved his hand: "When the time comes, you will naturally know who to give it to. Before that, don't reveal it!"

Mr. He Da sighed and said again: "If the time has not come, you can just take it back, don't cast the pearl secretly."

He Yinyang and I looked at each other with big eyes, not sure what the old man meant, he seemed to have something to say, but then swallowed it back, with a very contradictory look, I don't know what he wanted to express.

In the end, he just shook his head and sighed, and murmured to himself: "That's all! Everything comes and goes according to fate, let's go..."

The old man waved to us with a sad expression on his face, then turned and went into the study.

He Yinyang shrugged helplessly at me, put away everything, with an excited expression on his face.

"There's nothing to add up! Just treat it as a trip!"

(End of this chapter)