Gu Nanshan didn't live here long in the end. I guess the original intention of coming here was to tell me some of the last things he knew, but then he didn't bother about these things anymore.
Chongyang and I continued to talk for a while, and there was nothing substantive. That night I sent a message to ask Hu Qinan, when will I go to meet those tribesmen for a while. Hu Qinan said that he is still preparing, and the time is now uncertain.
The days went so plainly for a few days. Seeing that it was getting hot in July, Chongyang and I wanted to wear shorts and short sleeves to find a place around Beijing for vacation, but we had to wait for Hu Qinan’s notice and went nearby. I found a park for a walk. This park might be where Ning Er met Ning History. Then I thought about it, it was very possible, because this park is the largest and most famous park nearby.
I walked around the lake with Chongyang, thinking about two fishing rods for fishing. Until the evening, the two of them got together and caught only one fish. When they were bored, they took a lot of drifts in the lake. Just as the two were about to pack up their things and go back, suddenly someone slapped me behind them.
Before I turned my head, a bad feeling arose in my heart. No way, isn't it really Ning's history? Is this park his resurrection place? Come out here every time.
Looking back, he was a little relieved, this person didn't know him. Looks a bit older than me, five short stature, bright eyebrows, and darker complexion.
He looked at me with a serious face and said nothing. I was puzzled for a while, "What's the matter?"
"Walk together?" The man said in Mandarin with a little accent.
I was wary, "You are?"
The look on the human face is still very serious, "My name is Wang Peijun, and Gu Tang asked me to come."
This person is Gu Tang's person? I have only met a part of Gu Tang’s people. At this time, it’s hard to say whether this person is or not, but it doesn’t prevent me from listening to him. The kidnapping failed.
The three people talked while walking in the park.
"How is Gu Tang?" I asked him.
"I don't know." Wang Peijun said.
I was too lazy to ask and answer the questions like he squeezed toothpaste, and said directly: "If you have anything to say, just say it clearly."
Wang Peijun didn’t change his face because of my tone, and he said without changing his face: “I’m a member of Gu Tang. He is now entering the drainage system by the Jialing River. I did not follow up. I was outside as a left-behind member. He told I said, if he doesn't come out in July, he will come to Beijing to find you."
"Why are you looking for me?" I asked.
"Looking for you..." Wang Peijun said without changing his face. Just when he said two words, a lot of things flashed in my mind.
Because I faintly felt that there was something wrong with this person from the beginning. First, I was habitually suspicious of others, and second, there was something wrong with this person. After listening to his self-introduction, I felt uneasy.
First of all, I am Ning San, not Ning Er. Gu Tang is not sure whether Ning Er or Ning San will come from Vietnam, and he is not sure whether Ning Chuan will live in Beijing or Chongqing.
Secondly, Gu Tang would not use a raw face as a person to contact me. He knew that I like to think about it. He would not leave so many players who knew me. Instead, he would use someone who didn't know me.
The most important thing is that I suddenly discovered that this person seemed to walk casually, but in fact he has taken the two of us to a remote corner of the park. The sky is already dark and there are no people around.
The man just said two words, my mind suddenly came to my mind, and I took Chongyang two steps back, but Chongyang threw away the small bucket with the poor fish in his hand, grabbed me and ran back.
"Threw the fishing rod too!" I said loudly.
"Self-defense." Chongyang replied calmly.
At this time, Wang Peijun's expressionless face suddenly showed a smile, standing under the street lamp in the park, seven or eight figures came out of the surrounding grass and surrounded us. "
"There are people who dare to do this kind of thing in the first good city at the feet of the emperor."
The two looked at their surroundings while running.
It was getting dark quickly. At this time, the park was already shrouded in night, and there were festive sounds of square dancing from afar, but this area where we are located is a remote corner. Anglers don’t like night fishing here. Going away, the surrounding vegetation is densely packed, and it really makes people feel a little flustered for a while.
The point is that the group of people behind are running fast, and they are already going to outflank them.
I didn't need to be carried to run away at this time, and Chongyang went one after another, but those people still caught up with the naked eye. "Chongyang, have you regressed in the past few years? Why are you about to be caught up with me at a speed?"
Chongyang replied calmly in front; "It's not that we are slow, but they are too fast! Bow your head!"
Before the words of the last two words fell, I lowered my head subconsciously, and heard the whistling of the wind above my head, and a muffled and slapped sound came from behind. I straightened up and looked back. I was lying on my face. Rolling on the ground. "
"This fishing rod is not bad," I praised. "Fortunately, the expensive one I just bought."
I looked back a few more times and found something strange. Since so many people are lying in ambush here, they are deliberately deceiving us and want to catch us. Why don't these people have weapons in their hands
It is because they are bare-handed, so even if they run fast, when they are about to catch up, they will be knocked back by Chongyang with a fishing rod.
Just after Chongyang and I had gradually started to breathe, another person behind him who caught up with him still breathed smoothly and gradually approached behind me. Just when I wanted to listen carefully to whether his breathing was steady or not, Chongyang gave another "head down." !" The man covered his face, cursed something, and fell to the ground.
Seeing that the front is brightly lit, it is the place to dance the square dance. I believe that the righteous aunts will not sit back and watch this group of people commit such an illegal act. But I suddenly stopped, and Chongyang also stopped and looked at me.
I turned around and looked at the group of people stumbling up behind me. Chongyang also turned around to look at them, the fishing rod in his hand seemed like the big sword that Guan Yun grew. "What's the matter?" he asked.
"I know who these people are." I said.
This group of people has too many characteristics, and combined with the things I have done recently, it seems that I can infer what identity they are.
The first person who came out to pretend to be Gu Tang’s team was dark red and rough skin. This group of people had very good endurance and good lung capacity. Most importantly, the last person who was knocked to the ground by the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, Subconsciously scolded a word. It is not Chinese, nor is it the English, Japanese, and Korean that we usually listen to.
Although I can't tell what it is, I can speculate that it should be Tibetan.
I said loudly to "Wang Peijun" who also covered his face among the group of people, "You should be called Ning Peijun, right?"
The group of people froze for a moment, and then "Wang Peijun" grinned, then grinned with the pain on his face, "I'm not called Peijun either."
"Good guy, the first name and last name are all lying to me."
The man continued to smile bitterly: "I didn't lie to you. My name is Ning, I am a generation of Pei, and my name is Ning Peiping. If my parents had a younger brother, I could be called Ning Peijun."
Another person said to me, "After all, you should be a master of training."
At this time, I guessed that this group of people is not malicious, in other words, there is a bit of maliciousness, but it is just inexplicable maliciousness.
"Walk together?" I asked them in Ning Peiping's words.
At this time this group of people had already walked over, almost everyone with wounds on their faces, grinning, covering their faces to cry without tears, I think they are still very young, they look not much different from my age, the oldest Maybe it was Ning Peiping.
"Why bother?" I faintly pretended to say B," Ning Peiping, can you tell the truth now."
Ning Peiping covered his face and said, "The elders in the family want us to pick you up to the clan, but we think that you are about the same age as we are. Why should we come to pick you up, so we are thinking about temptation."
Chongyang said indifferently: "I'm afraid that temptation is false, but venting is true." (End of this chapter)