Reunion after another life
The sound of footsteps came from behind, and Zhang Feng didn't have to look back to know that Zhou Ruiying had come over, and he sighed softly, saying: "You prepared these, right? Very good." It's cold and cold here, and it's rare for Zhou Ruiying to be short. I found such a suitable place in my time, and it was in line with Zhang Feng's intentions, that is, he is now in officialdom. Otherwise, Zhang Feng really wants to find such an environment for himself to cultivate his mind and mind.
Zhou Ruiying smiled slightly and said: "This is the house that Deputy Director Zhang of the Provincial Cultural Bureau bought here. Deputy Director Zhang likes to sketch and has a unique personality. This bamboo building was designed and built by him personally. "When I saw this bamboo building for the first time, Zhou Ruiying was shocked for a while, and later came to her senses. This place looked bizarre, but it met Zhang Feng's requirements, so she didn't hesitate to borrow it. .
Anyway, this house is almost useless. The Deputy Director Zhang will not come once every ten days and a half. There are only two janitors here, which saves a lot of trouble. I made a few cold dishes by myself and took two bottles of wine. I didn't want to have dinner with Zhang Feng, but to prepare for Zhang Feng to entertain Yu Banxian in the evening.
Zhang Feng let out a "um" and said, "Thanks for your hard work, when will Mr. Yu arrive?"
Zhou Ruiying glanced down at her watch and said, "Come on, if it's too late, it will attract the attention of interested people. However, you must send it back before dawn unless you plan to let Mr. Yu out of prison directly this time. In that case, I will Find a way to make up the rest of the formalities."
Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Time should be enough. When that happens, you will be personally downstairs. Don't let people approach this bamboo building."
Zhou Ruiying nodded gently, and then said: "There is still a while, do you want to use it first?"
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly and said, "No, I'm not thinking about eating at this moment. When this matter is over, let's have dinner together." Although he didn't have dinner, Zhang Feng really didn't have dinner at this time. He turned around and sat down on the bamboo chair aside. Zhang Feng took a cigar from his pocket, slowly trimmed it, and lit it in his mouth. This was his special selection from Yu Mei’s gifts in the afternoon. from.
Yu Mei received a wide range of gifts, tobacco, alcohol, tea, cosmetics, and almost everything she could think of. She kept these things very well. She used to give away things that she didn’t use before, but since she has been with Zhang After Feng reunited and let Zhang Feng live in, she stuffed all the luxury goods that these men could use into Zhang Feng’s room, tobacco, alcohol, tea belts, etc., both from others and from Yu Mei bought by herself. .
The cigar in his hand is undoubtedly a high-end product sent by others. Zhang Feng usually rarely smokes this stuff, but I can’t hold Yu Banxian like it. In the memory of previous lives, Yu Banxian’s addiction to cigarettes is extremely high. There is no condition in prison, most of the time. They all use newspapers to roll some low-quality dry tobacco leaves as cigars, which of course is a thousand miles away, but Zhang Feng remembers this hobby clearly.
The aroma of the cigar swirled in his throat, and then it slowly swallowed it out, spraying out a long series of smoke rings, Zhang Feng said faintly: "If you fish out Mr. Yu today, Will there be any hand-tails?" Zhang Feng doesn’t know much about Yu Banxian, and he doesn’t even know why he was sent in. So he can’t come up with a decent plan, so he can only consult. Zhou Ruiying's opinion.
Zhou Ruiying smiled and said: "There shouldn't be any tails of hands. Mr. Yu is not a very serious prisoner in the provincial prison, and he is not very eye-catching. He also likes to tell people fortunes, as long as he meets strangers. Or new prisoners will stop the fortune telling inexplicably. After so many years, in the provincial prison, everyone treats him as a mental patient. The fault is that there are no family members and no sufferer, and he will not be released early."
Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't think it would be that simple. After thinking about it, he said, "Do you plan to use this method?"
Zhou Ruiying shook her head: "How much trouble is that?" After a pause, he said, "There are many doorways in it, not for outsiders. Actually, prison management is far from being as strict as everyone knows. You don't know, right? Many female inmates with good looks have actually not been serving their sentences in prison all the time. Instead, they have acted as call girls outside? Even being guarded? Unless necessary, they don’t even have to return to prison.”
Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard the words: "There is such a thing?" Then he sighed slightly, interlacing like a mountain. Perhaps the insurmountable chasm in his own eyes is as smooth as others. As for what method Zhou Ruiying adopts, he has nothing to do. I need to ask more, as long as I don't divulge the news, I pondered for a moment, and then said his worries. He didn't want anyone to notice Yu Banxian's disappearance.
Zhou Ruiying changed her mind and said: "This is not difficult. It can completely disappear from the provincial prison silently, and there will be no problems with the records here. Um, did you decide to take Mr. Yu away tonight? "
Zhang Feng hesitated for a while before he said: "Wait first, what to do then, I will tell you, you just need to prepare in advance." Zhang Feng actually didn't know much about seeing Yu Banxian today. , If after waiting for a while, you can’t answer at all or ultimately fail to gain Yu Banxian’s trust, then you can’t take away Yu Banxian for the time being, otherwise there will be no chance of getting closer in the future.
The two fell silent immediately. Zhou Ruiying felt that Zhang Feng had a deep concern, so she didn't want to disturb him at this time, but Zhang Feng fell into the memory unknowingly, wondering what he should wait for a while. How to break the deadlock, gain and lose victory or defeat in one fell swoop, he is really unwilling to miss today's opportunity, so he is prepared as much as possible, and he is still thinking about the problems that may be encountered.
I don't know how long it has passed. There was a faint sound of cars in the distance. Zhou Ruiying stood up and said, "Mr. Yu is here."
Zhang Feng froze first, then took a deep breath, and said, "Let someone send him up, I'll wait here."
Zhou Ruiying nodded gently, turned and went downstairs, while Zhang Feng sat in the middle of the hall on the third floor with a little uneasiness, staring quietly at the stairs, but thinking repeatedly in her heart, waiting to see What kind of scene the person in the dream will be like, and at the same time guessing how Yu Banxian will look when he sees him, Zhang Feng's heart, there is really too much blindness and credibility.
There was the sound of a car from a distance. Obviously, the car that sent Yu Banxian drove directly into the backyard. It didn't take much time. The sound of steady and monotonous footsteps in the bamboo building seemed to be a rhythm at all times. From the first floor to the third floor, Zhang Feng clearly distinguished the changes. There was only one person's footsteps, monotonous and rhythmic. I believe that the strength and distance spanned by each step of this person are the same.
This feeling was strange, but it appeared in Zhang Feng's mind inexplicably in this way. He didn't even need to confirm it with his own eyes. He had already concluded that his induction was not wrong. The only person who came upstairs must be Yu Banxian. Zhou Ruiying did not follow. , This makes Zhang Feng very satisfied, even if he trusts Zhou Ruiying very much now, she does not want Zhou Ruiying to see some things, it has nothing to trust or not.
A slightly thin middle-aged man slowly emerged from the stairs, his long hair scattered in a shawl, his eyebrows flying diagonally into the temple, his straight nose, and his slightly thin lips were lavender, and his complexion was slightly yellow. , But a pair of eyes are like stars, pleated and dazzling, and he is covered in a half-new and not old gray robe, revealing the old-fashioned trousers on the lower half of the calf, and the ankles are tied, and the gray handmade shoes are on the feet. No new or old.
Zhang Feng's gaze paused for a moment on the cloth shoes. More than half of these shoes have been worn for decades, but nothing has changed. This is also one of the things that surprised Zhang Feng. His gaze returned to the middle-aged man's familiarity. On his face, he had already affirmed that the man in front of him was the master in his dream, the rest of the immortal who served his sentence to death in prison, and at this moment, he also noticed the abnormality in the expression of the rest of the immortal.
The moment he saw Zhang Feng, the middle-aged man's expression was slightly startled, and an unbelievable surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes, but then it calmed down, and he looked at Zhang Feng from head to toe for a moment without speaking. He walked directly to the square table and sat down, stretched out his hand to serve a glass of spirits, poured it into his throat silently, and then pointed to the bottle, ignoring Zhang Feng, and picked up the chopsticks for himself, as if no one else was eating. Up.
Zhang Feng very obediently walked to the side of the square table, took the wine bottle, filled the rest, and then said respectfully: "Master..."
Yu Banxian still didn't say anything. He reached out and took the wine glass and drank it. Zhang Feng didn't speak any more, but just stood beside him and kept adding wine. Soon two bottles of wine entered Yu Banxian's throat. Zhang Feng hesitated for a while, and was about to plan. Turning around and going downstairs to get the wine, Yu Banxian tapped on the table. Although he didn't say a word, Zhang Feng naturally understood what he meant and stood still.
With a light sigh, Yu Banxian put down his chopsticks, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Feng, and said: "It's reckless, alas, manpower is exhausted sometimes, the number of days is so, I can't force it, you are fine, you can do it like this today. It's almost as expected, but unfortunately, people can't compete for the number of days..."
Zhang Feng heard something inexplicable, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. It was completely beyond his expectation. It was completely different from what he had thought in advance, but it verified some of the memories of previous lives. I guessed it, so I became more excited and apprehensive. I didn’t know how to speak. It took a long time to say two words: "Master..."
Yu Banxian sighed sighingly, waved to Zhang Feng, and said, "It's hard for you to remember my master, how did the Jiujue Tianmai Acupuncture Method practice?" Without waiting for Zhang Feng to reply, Yu Banxian answered: "You Come here, don't worry."