Based on Qi Shan's understanding of Chen Tang, he knew that Young Master Chen was not someone who would stay in one place quietly. He was worried that something might happen, so he hurriedly finished his work and rushed back as soon as possible.
Where are the people
What about Mr. Shen who is so big
Qi Shan stood there, his face slightly blue.
Just as she was wondering whether Chen Tang was taken away by Paihuazi or she took Paihuazi away, a strange and steady male voice sounded in her ears.
"Is this Qishan, Mr. Qi?"
"Hello, old man. I am Qishan."
Qi Shan suppressed his anxiety and saluted the person who came.
After the ceremony, he stood up and carefully observed the appearance of the visitor - gray hair, old face, weather-beaten face, estimated to be in his forties or fifties, wearing a yellowed and old brown robe and straw sandals. These alone were not enough to arouse Qi Shan's curiosity. What surprised him was that this person had a gentle and elegant temperament, calm and neutral eyebrows, and a pair of black eyes that were too clear, which did not seem to be normal for someone of his age.
He lowered his eyelids and his gaze fell on the man's hands.
It was a pair of rough old hands with frostbite marks, carrying a few pieces of meat wrapped in lotus leaves. The owner should be someone who has been doing rough labor for a long time and has a poor family. At this moment, a lot of complicated analysis quickly passed through his mind and gradually settled and became clear.
He asked calmly, "How did you know Shan's name?"
The visitor smiled kindly: "That young man named Shen said so."
As soon as Qi Shan heard it, he knew who "Young Man Chen" was.
The worry that had been pent up in his chest dissipated with this news, and he asked the visitor again: "Did the young man leave any words?"
"Yes, he said, 'I'm out of town on some business, and will be back shortly.'"
Qi Shan didn't know what to say. Young Master Shen didn't know the way at all and had never been to Xiaocheng before. What could he do outside the city
Qishan asked again: "Did you say what you were going to do?"
The visitor said: "To enforce justice on behalf of Heaven, punish evil and promote good."
Qishan: “…???”
He looked doubtful. No, why did this sound wrong? It sounded like the weird cult doctrine that the mobs were talking about
The visitor said: "Mr. Shen is worried that you won't be able to find anyone when you come back, so he specially asked me to wait here so that Mr. Qi won't worry."
Qi Shan sighed unhappily: "Why would Shan worry about him? Even if he was worried, he would worry about offending his villains..."
The visitor pursed his lips unnaturally and suppressed a knowing smile.
I have to say, the judgment is quite accurate.
When Qi Shan heard about Chen Tang's "wonderful" experience in this hour from the visitor, his expression was out of control for a moment - he was only away for more than an hour, so was Mr. Chen recruiting people like this? But it had already happened, and there was no point in saying anything more.
Qishan chatted while waiting for Chen Tang to come back.
He showed no sign of emotion on his face, but he was full of doubts in his heart.
This old man was dressed like a poor commoner, but his speech, behavior and demeanor seemed like he had been immersed in the incense of the gods for many years and had been brought up in a wealthy family. Even though he was wearing a yellowed and old brown robe and his hands were covered with marks of rough work, his demeanor remained unchanged.
As they were talking, Qishan started talking about the spirit of words.
The military formation words he has been studying recently are "falling into a trap" and "fighting even when trapped". The former is used to deploy troops and lure enemy forces, while the latter is mostly used to inspire the momentum of one's own side when the situation is losing, which is a last-ditch struggle. If you seize the opportunity, you will have a chance to turn the tables.
When the old man heard Qi Shan talking, his expression seemed to be dazed for a moment. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He said, "You walk into a trap and bring about your own destruction... Mr. Qi used the words of 'Don't see the sparrow in the fence, but see the kite and walk into the trap'? This is not good."
Qi Shan was slightly surprised and asked, "Why is it not good?"
"It's easy to be targeted. If the enemy's strategist is more literary than you, you only need to 'draw the sword and take away the net, and the oriole will fly away' to break the formation."
The net has been torn apart by a sharp sword, can it still trap the oriole
Since the sky is high and birds can fly freely, the dangers are endless.
"Then according to my husband, which one is better?"
"It would be better to 'sink into water and fire and destroy yourself'."
Qishan: “…”
If "falling into a trap" still leaves a way for people to survive, and there is a chance to "draw the sword and take the trap", the words that the old man said are a killing move that puts the enemy to death, full of murderous intent. Qi Shan looked at the old man in surprise. This man looked kind, but he wanted people to die as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Then - in your opinion, the trapped beast still fights?"
The old man was not interested, his expression was indifferent, but he said something shocking: "On the battlefield, it's a life-and-death struggle. If you think like a trapped beast, you will still fight, and if you leave room for maneuver, you may not be able to win for long."
Qishan: “…”
It is true that you cannot judge a book by its cover.
He thought he was good at taking an unconventional approach, but he didn't expect to run into someone even more unconventional than him. However, this old man... Before Qi Shan could think of more, Chen Tang rode over on the mule. He jumped off and said with a smile, "Yuan Liang, I've been waiting for a long time."
Qi Shan put away his unnecessary thoughts and looked carefully at Chen Tang's clothes and hands. They were clean. Could it be that no one was killed
"You said 'to uphold justice, punish evil and promote good', but what about 'evil'?"
Chen Tang leaned against the motorcycle, his eyebrows dancing with joy: "They are fast, they can probably ask Meng Po for a bowl of soup by now."
Qishan: “…”
It turns out that this "evil" is really plural.
This young master Shen is also quite violent.
When the old man saw Chen Tang and the other two meeting, he said goodbye.
Qi Shan hurriedly asked his father-in-law where he lived now, hoping to play a game of chess with him if there was a chance, but his father-in-law politely declined.
Watching his father-in-law leaving with a few lotus leaf bags, Qi Shan frowned, and only came back to his senses when Chen Tang waved his hand in front of him.
"What?"
He slapped the back of Chen Tang’s hand away in annoyance.
Chen Tang said: "Even if you look at me again, I won't look back."
Qi Shan murmured, "What a pity."
Chen Tang took out two candies and chewed them, then trotted to catch up with Qi Shan and asked curiously, "What's the pity?"
Qishan said: "This person is not simple."
Chen Tang thought he was going to say something, but anyone could tell. She said, "A person who is thrown into a vast crowd and can be caught at a glance is definitely not a simple person. His temperament doesn't seem like that of an ordinary person. I wonder if his family has fallen into poverty or if there is some other misfortune."
She had guessed that the old man was a hermit who lived in seclusion in the city and in the wild, but hermits also had their own style. Even if they lived in poverty, they would not eat the dirty food that ordinary people despised, wear shabby clothes, or do so many heavy jobs.
Qi Shan didn't answer, so Chen Tang asked again: "You two seem to be having a great time talking, as if you two have met each other too late. What are you talking about?"
"Word Spirit."
"He has literary talent?"
Qi Shan lowered his eyes: "Maybe, there was once."
Chen Tang: “???”
Just because it existed before, does that mean it doesn’t exist now
The two of them must be "birds of a feather flock together" to be liked by Qi Shan. Chen Tang couldn't help but be curious - why did the old man lose his literary heart? Did he forcibly abolish the Dan Mansion and crush his literary heart, just like Gong's family confiscated the property and exiled him
As Qishan walked, he found that the footsteps behind him had disappeared.
Turning around, he saw Chen Tang running to a butcher shop that was closing up, asking the butcher something, and coming back after a while.