Back Off, Let Me Come

Based on Qishan's understanding of Shen Tang, he knew that Mr. Shen Xiaolang was not a person who would stay in one place peacefully. He was worried that something would happen, so he hurriedly finished the things he had to do and came back as soon as possible. result--

What about people?

What about such a big Shen Xiaolang?

Qi Shan stood there, his face slightly green.

Just as he was thinking about whether Shen Tang was taken away by Pai Huazi or she took Pai Huazi away, a strange and calm male voice sounded in his ear.

"This is praying for goodness, praying for your husband?"

"Hi old man, I am just praying for good."

Qi Shan calmed down his anxiety and crossed his hands at the visitor.

After the ceremony, he straightened up and secretly observed the appearance of the person - gray hair, old face, weathered face, estimated to be forty or fifty years old, wearing a yellow and old brown coat, and wearing straw sandals. These alone are not enough to arouse Qishan's curiosity. What surprised him was that this person had a gentle and refined temperament, with peaceful brows and eyes, and a pair of black eyes that were too clear, which did not seem to be what he should have at this age.

He lowered his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the hands of the visitor.

It was a pair of rough old hands with frostbite marks, and they were carrying several meat objects wrapped in lotus leaves. The owner should be a person who has been doing rough work for a long time and has a poor family. At this moment, the complicated analysis quickly passed through his mind, and gradually settled down.

He asked calmly, "How does the old man know Shan's name?"

The visitor smiled kindly: "That Xiaolang, surnamed Shen, said it."

As soon as Qishan heard it, he knew who "Xiaolang surnamed Shen" was.

The worries pent up in his chest dissipated with the news, and he asked the visitor again: "Did that young man leave any words?"

"Yes, say 'Out of town on errands, return later'."

Qishan doesn't know what to say, Mr. Shen Xiaolang doesn't know the way at all, and he has never been to Xiaocheng before, so what can he do when he goes out of the city?

Qishan asked again: "Did you say what to do?"

The visitor said: "Do justice for the heavens, punish evil and promote good."

Qishan: "...???"

He looked suspicious, no, why does this sound wrong, like the cult teachings that the mob talked about?

Visitors: "Mr. Shen is worried that you won't be able to find anyone when you come back, so I specifically ask you to wait here so that Mr. Qi won't worry."

Qishan sighed angrily: "How could Shan be worried about him? Even if he was worried, he was worried about offending his Xiaoxiao..."

The visitor pursed his lips unnaturally, and suppressed a knowing smile.

I have to say, the judgment is quite accurate.

When Qishan inquired about Shen Tang's "wonderful" experience at this moment from the population, his expression management lost control for a moment-he had only been away for more than an hour, is Shen Xiaolang-jun just recruiting people like this? It's just that things have happened, and it's useless to say anything.

Qishan chatted while waiting for Shen Tang to come back.

He didn't show any dew on his face, but he was full of doubts in his heart.

This old man is dressed like a poor commoner, but his speech and demeanor and demeanor, on the contrary, seem to have been soaked in [***] incense all the year round, and were raised by a noble and wealthy family. Even though she was wearing a yellowed old coat and her hands were full of traces of rough work, she still did not change her charm.

While talking, Qishan chatted about Yanling.

He has recently researched the spirit of military formations - "self-throwing into the net" and "beasts still fighting". The former is used to arrange troops and deceive the enemy's forces, while the latter is mostly used to stimulate the momentum when one's own situation loses, which belongs to the final struggle. If you seize the opportunity, there is also a chance to come back.

When the old man heard Qishan talking, his expression seemed to be in a trance for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of, and said: "I cast myself in a trap, I bring myself to perish... The words used by Mr. Qilang are "I don't see the sparrow in the fence, I see the harrier." Self-promise'? That's not good."

Qi Shan was slightly surprised, and asked, "Why is it not good?"

"It's easy to be targeted. If the enemy's conspirators are more literary than you, you only need to 'draw the sword and bring the net, and the oriole will fly' to break the formation."

The net is pierced by a sharp sword, can it still trap the oriole?

Since the sky is high and birds are allowed to fly, the troubles are endless.

"Then according to the old man, how is it better?"

"It's better to 'sink into the fire and kill yourself'."

Praying for goodness: "..."

If it is said that "throwing oneself into the net" also leaves a way for people to survive, and there is a chance to "draw the sword and carry the net", the words of the old man's words are the ultimate move to put the enemy to death, full of murderous aura. Qi Shan looked at the old man with some surprise, this man looked kind, but opened his mouth to kill.

"Then——according to the old man, is the trapped beast still fighting?"

The old man lacked interest, his expression was indifferent, but he said something amazing: "On the battlefield, the enemy is dead and alive. If you have a mind of 'a trapped beast will fight' and leave room for your shots, you may not be able to win for a long time."

Praying for goodness: "..."

It is true that people are not judged by appearances.

He thought he was good enough to take the slant, but he didn't expect to meet someone who was even more slanted than him. It's just that this old man... Before Qi Shan had any more thoughts, Shen Tang trotted over on that mule. He jumped down and said with a smile, "Yuanliang, I've been waiting for a long time."

Qishan put away his extra thoughts and carefully looked at Shen Tang's clothes and hands. They were clean. Could it be that no one was killed?

"You said 'do justice for the heavens, punish evil and promote good', what about 'evil'?"

Shen Tang leaned on the motorcycle, beaming with joy: "They are walking fast, and they may be able to ask Granny Meng for a bowl of soup right now."

Praying for goodness: "..."

Co-authoring this "evil" is really plural.

This Shen Xiaolang's hostility is not light.

Seeing that Shen Tang and Shen Tang met, the old man said goodbye.

Qishan hurriedly asked the old man where he lived now, and if he had the opportunity to discuss two games, the old man politely declined.

Seeing the old man leaving with a few lotus leaf bags, Qishan frowned, and didn't come back to his senses until Shen Tang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"What for?"

Angrily, he patted the back of Shen Tang's hand away.

Shen Tang said: "If you look at him again, you won't look back."

Qishan murmured: "It's a pity."

Shen Tang took out two caramels to chew, trotted up to keep up with Qishan's pace, and asked curiously, "What's the pity?"

Qishan said: "This person is not simple."

Shen Tang thought what he was going to say, not even a blind person could see it, she said: "Thrown in the vast crowd, it is certainly not easy to catch people at a glance. Look at his temperament is not like an ordinary person, I don't know Is it the downfall of the family or something else happened."

It's not that she didn't guess that the old man is a hermit who "hides a lot in the city and hides in the wild", but a hermit also has the qualities of a hermit. No matter how poor life is, it is not enough to eat the water that ordinary people dislike, dress poorly, and do so many heavy jobs.

Qi Shan didn't answer, Shen Tang asked again: "Seeing that you guys are talking very happily, you look like you hate seeing each other later, what are you talking about?"

"Speaking spirit."

"Is he literary?"

Qishan lowered her eyes: "Perhaps, there used to be."

Shen Tang: "???"

There used to be, means now there is no?

It can make Qishan and this guy like it, the two must be "like-smelling", Shen Tang couldn't help but wonder - why did the old man lose his literary heart? Is it also the same as Gong's confiscation and exile, forcibly abolishing the Danfu and crushing Wenxin?

Qishan was walking, but found that the footsteps behind her were gone.

Turning his head, he saw Shen Tang running to a butcher's shop that was closing the stalls, inquiring about something with the butcher, and running back after a while.

Ask for a recommendation ticket

The ranking of the new book signing list is so low.

Throw yourself into the net: The words in the article "I don't see the sparrow in the fence, but I see the harrier throws itself into the trap" are simplified as self-throwing net, which comes from Noda Huangquexing.

Trapped beasts are still fighting: Trapped beasts are still fighting, how about people? If you are in a desperate situation, you still have to resist desperately. When you are at a disadvantage, you can boost your morale. The old man was not interested, because he felt that he had to go ahead and kill the enemy, or he would be killed.

Sinking into the fire, committing suicide, literally means it.