To be fair, Zhu Laosi is not a person who is afraid of death.

The reason why he was afraid of being like this was not death, but Fang Qianli’s questioning. For Zhu Laosi, death a thousand times or ten thousand times was not as good as Fang Qianli’s face and asked: “Why didn’t you do what you promised me?”

Zhu Laosi couldn't answer this question alone.

After entering Shuozhou City, we ran to Huairen County without stopping. There is Qingliang Mountain near Huairen County. The King of Shanxi lived in seclusion in this Qingliang Mountain. Zhu Laosi had not been here for ten years since the last time he came to meet the King of Shanxi.

There are big changes, big changes.

Zhu Laosi directed the car to turn left and right, but never looked for the intersection of the mountain. After asking the locals, he finally found the right direction and drove to the foot of Qingliang Mountain. It was almost noon. Seeing that Zhu Laosi was so nervous, we suggested stopping and having a meal before going up the mountain.

Zhu Laosi agreed and breathed a sigh of relief.

This was really a torment for him.

At the foot of the mountain is an unknown small village. There is only one restaurant in the small village, which is very small, commonly known as the fly restaurant, with only three tables inside. We occupied one of them and ordered a large bowl of ramen and three bottles of cold beer.

The weather was very hot, and drinking beer was really comfortable, but Zhu Laosi refused to drink it, saying that he would meet his elder brother soon and he would never drink. We all know Zhu Laosi's alcohol content and drinking a bottle of beer was nothing, but he just refused to drink.

I refused to drink a gulp.

While we were having dinner, four or five villagers suddenly came in, all of whom were bare-handed, kicking slippers and slapping sluts of the mountain wild, and they were obviously the second-rate people in the village. After they sat down, they ordered a few dishes and started drinking. Because the restaurant was not big, they sat next door, so we could hear clearly what they said.

I heard one of them say, "Haha, I didn't expect that the old man on the mountain was so rich. He had a lot of gold leaves under his pillow. But he gave him some food, and he actually got a gold leaf in vain!"

The man said, taking out a yellow leaf and put it in his hand to play with it. He bit it from time to time, saying that he just didn't know if it was the real thing, so he turned around and asked Blacksmith Wang to make an appraisal. If the old man dared to lie to me, I would burn his house!

The other people looked envious and said, "Sanwazi, if you have such a good thing in the future, please call us?" The Sanwazi, who holds the ring, straightened her waist and said it's okay. You can't send it together with you! I think the old man doesn't have many days to live, so why can't he go down the mountain to find food by himself? We will go to the mountain once every two or three days, and try to collect his little gold jewelry!

One of the villagers was worried and said that the old man had moved to the mountain for at least twenty years, right? At first, there were quite a lot of people with him, at least a dozen or twenty, and they all looked like they were very fierce and frightening figures. They were all very difficult to mess with.

In order to live on the mountain, they went down the mountain to buy a lot of things, and they all bought expensive things. The old people in the village said that he was a nobleman and fled to the mountain to avoid hunting from enemies.

However, in recent years, fewer and fewer people around him, and his life seems to be getting harder and harder. Now there is no one around him, and it looks more and more pitiful. Isn’t it good for us to take advantage of the situation to rob at this time?

Sanwazi cursed directly and said, Erhuzi, are you stupid? You have been a bachelor for more than 30 years, who has ever pitied you? Do you care about his origin? Isn’t it enough to make money? Even if he dies, we won’t kill him!

Several other villagers also said yes, and said that the world is getting worse now, and if you pity others, who will pity you? It is a fool to have money but not make money. The two tigers were taught a lesson and stopped talking.

We kept listening to each other, and it felt really strange, and we also had questions. Who was this rich and miserable old man? Only Zhu Laosi ignored it because he was still worried about his own affairs, so he just buried his head in eating, thinking all over his mind, and didn't hear what was saying next to him.

The monkey called out twice in a row, Fourth Master, Fourth Master?

Zhu Laosi raised his head and said, "What are you doing?"

The monkey winked at the side, and Zhu Laosi looked over. As soon as he saw the golden leaves in Sanwazi's hand, his eyes immediately widened, and he jumped up and rushed over. He grabbed the golden leaves with one hand, then stuck the man's neck, and pushed him against the wall.

"Say, where did these golden leaves come from?"

Zhu Laosi was anxious and shocked, like a tiger eager to eat people. The man could not move at all, and was stuck in Zhu Laosi and could not speak. He could only scream "whimper" and kicked his legs randomly.

"Hey, what are you doing?" "Damn it, you dare to grab things on our territory?" Several other villagers jumped up to capture Zhu Laosi. We all immediately stepped forward, and they all controlled the villagers, overturned their tables, and threw rice bowls and dishes all over the floor.

The chef also ran out when he heard the sound, holding a kitchen knife and shouted, "What are you going to do?!" They are all from the same village and must protect their own people.

"Zuo Fei!" the monkey called me.

I immediately knocked the man in my hand and rushed towards the chef. I didn't dare to let the chef get messy, otherwise the village would be choking. As soon as I rushed over, the chef was fierce and raised his kitchen knife and slashed at me.

I grabbed the kitchen knife and threw it aside. The kitchen knife hit the wall and landed on the ground with a "bang". The chef was stunned when he saw that I dared to grab the kitchen knife. I felt a little confused. I hit his neck again, and the chef fainted.

Looking back, the remaining villagers were dealt with by Monkey and Huang Jie, and the three kids who were left with Jinyezi were still pressed against the wall by Zhu Laosi. Zhu Laosi still yelled at him: "Say, where did Jinyezi come from!"

Sanwazi's face turned pale, and if he continues to pinch like this, he will probably die.

We quickly went up and pulled Zhu Laosi away, and asked him to say something slowly, don't worry. Sanwazi fell to the ground, covering her neck and panting. The monkey stepped on him with his feet: "Say, where did the golden leaves come from?"

Sanwazi probably had never seen us so fiercely in her life. She immediately said everything she said just now, just like a bamboo tube pouring beans. Zhu Laosi was almost crazy and grabbed Sanwazi's collar and asked, "What does that old man look like?"

Sanwazi shook his head and said that the old man had long hair and covered his face, and could not see what he looked like. But he was very thin, and he seemed to have not eaten for a long time. He seemed to be sick and could not get out of bed. The place he stayed in was a forbidden area in our village. The old man in the village warned us not to get close to it since he was a child. I was chasing the rabbit and accidentally broke through. The old man on the bed asked me to burn the rabbit for him to eat. In order to thank him, he gave me the golden leaves.

Speaking of this, Zhu Laosi still held a glimmer of hope and said what kind of house was the old man living in?

The third son said it was very grand. He looked like a villa. There was a garden at the door, but it was not taken care of for too long. The garden had been abandoned, the house was dilapidated, and grass grew on the roof.

Zhu Laosi shouted "ah" and ran out frantically, and we hurried out.

We all guessed that the poor old man was probably the king of Shanxi Fang Qianli.

Fang Qianli, who once dominated half of Shanxi, has now fallen to such a desolate level?!

After leaving the hotel, Zhu Laosi rushed into the driver's seat and we quickly got into the car. When we came, it was a monkey driving, but now Zhu Laosi drove by himself. Zhu Laosi stepped on the accelerator like crazy and ran on the asphalt road in the village.

And he found the intersection to go up the mountain with great accuracy.

It turned out that Zhu Laosi knew the way, but he was just pretending to be lost before.

The car rushed up the mountain and walked to a place where there was no way out. Zhu Laosi stopped the car again and ran up the mountain. We followed closely behind us. Zhu Laosi looked anxious and confused, shook his head constantly, and murmured: "Impossible, Impossible is the big brother."

We followed Zhu Laosi on the small path in the mountains, sometimes crossing the gulf and sometimes crossing the huge rocks. Seeing that the forests are getting deeper and deeper and denser, Zhu Laosi is still running forward accurately. It seems that in the future, Zhu Laosi will still remember the road.

Even though it was winter last time and it was summer this time, I still remember the road.

Some roads will never be forgotten once.

This was an extremely complex mountain road. We even passed two streams, and our shoes and pants were soaked. After running forward for about two hours, an open area finally appeared in front of us.

As the villagers with gold leaves said, in the center of the open area, there is a three-story building with beige outer layer and shining brightly under the sunlight. It looks very beautiful from a distance, not far away, not inferior to the villa.

In front of the building, there is indeed a abandoned garden.

Zhu Laosi ran over like crazy.

We followed closely behind us, rolling up countless smoke and dust along the way. We ran to the front of the building and found that the walls of the building were falling off and the doors were covered with grass, which obviously had no one to take care of for a long time. Such houses are generally uninhabited.

The door is also very stylish, it is a European-style white door, but it is covered with mold spots.

Zhu Laosi pushed the door and ran in.

After entering, there was the hall, with marble columns on both sides and a copper lion in the middle, grinning as if it was preyed. The ground was covered with thick gray carpets. It was obvious that it was a famous brand carpet from abroad, but it was now covered with dust.

On the wall directly opposite the hall was a painting, with the famous "Last Supper", and Jesus sat in the middle with a melancholy expression, while other disciples were either sentimental or shocked or angry.

The layout of the entire hall is grand and vigorous. It was obviously thoughtful back then, and the cost is quite expensive.

The King of Shanxi can live here, but he is indeed responsible for his identity.

But now, it seems to be defeated everywhere.

"Brother, brother!" Zhu Laosi ran towards a room.
Chapter completed!