Stepping away from the gate, I didn't look back again. I was afraid that when I saw Fang Tian again, I would still feel uncomfortable.
I'm still young and I haven't experienced many things, so I don't understand. But I think the most sad thing in this world is parting.
Mu Jiu and I left Fei Shanhan's home together. There were people everywhere outside the house, including Fang Meng's subordinates and Fang Tian's former ministry. Now that the overall situation of Jin Yutang has been decided, we all know that Fang Tian has taken the lead, and these people have also taken Jinsha, so they will definitely not be able to fight.
We walked directly to the outside of the town, and when we passed the winding street, we suddenly heard Fang Tian yelling from far behind: "Wait a minute!"
I didn't want to look back, but when I heard Fang Tian's shout, it seemed that I couldn't control my head and turned around involuntarily.
During the night, Fang Tian hurried over with a few people, and when she ran to us, she took two heavy cloth bags from the hands of the two men behind her.
"Brother Nine, this is what we said at the time to give to the Shihewan brothers, don't refuse, accept it."
Mu Jiu is a straightforward person and he doesn't cheat. He took a cloth bag, squeezed it in his hand, and said with a smile: "We said that it is fifty taels. I am afraid there are more than seventy taels here."
"Brothers have traveled a long distance, and they have worked hard. If there is more, you can give them to them and tell everyone to have a drink."
"If that's the case, it's disrespectful, thank you for my brothers."
After saying this, Fang Tian took another bag and handed it to me, saying: "Uncle Fei's house, there are only these left, you take it first."
"What's this for?" I shook my head, pushed open the bag, and said, "This is from his house.
"Take it!" Fang Tian grabbed my hand, trying to stuff me the cloth bag.
"Xiao Tian, I sent you back to Tianqun Town, not for the gold." I still refuse to accept it. In my opinion, if I accept the gold, then I have been living with Fang Tian for so many days and taking care of it wholeheartedly. She, to protect her, is a little bit stale.
I wandered all over the world by myself, no worries, what to eat, what bed to sleep, it doesn't matter what matters.
"I know, I know you didn't do it for gold..." Fang Tian looked at me, and at the road behind me that led to the outside of the town, her eye circles suddenly turned red.
She also knew that after I walked on that road, I would disappear into the night and disappear into Tianqun Town.
"Thirteen, if you go away, from now on... Every morning, no one will come to wake me up, no one will eat those rough tea and light rice face to face with me, and no one will go to the river to catch golden carp for my own life again for my own sake... Thirteen… "
"Well, in the future, isn't there a chance to meet?" I didn't want to cry, but looking at Fang Tian's eyes, and then listening to her words, the loss that has been accumulated in my heart
When it fell, it was out of control. I took a breath, barely smiled, and patted her hand gently: "Take care of yourself and go."
I took a step forward, striding forward with Mu Jiu and the others. After only a few steps, Fang Tian stood there and shouted at me: "Thirteen! You still go to that small village! Okay! I will find you! Wait for me!"
I don't know how to answer, and I don't know what I am thinking now. It’s just that I understand very well that since then, she has been the head of the Jinyutang, and I am still the unnamed river beach boy, nothing more.
Mu Jiu and I left Tianqun Town, and Mu Jiu asked me what I had planned. When he asked, I was really at a loss.
The master is gone, Qingluo is gone, and Fang Tian is gone. I'm alone now, but I don't know where to go.
I am a corpse hunter, and I make a living from this, and I will definitely continue to hunt for corpses in the future. It's just that I have a little bit of my own plan in my heart. I still remember the countless whirlpools I encountered in the river last time, the floating corpses in the whirlpool, and more importantly, my father was among them.
At that time, before I had time to explore more, my father disappeared with the other floating corpses. I want to look for them. I think those floating corpses, including their father, must still be in the river, but I don’t know which section of the river they are at for the time being.
But I believe that if I keep searching, one day, I can find it again.
"Brother Nine, I'm still working as a corpse hunter. Are you going back to Shihewan now?"
"Once the flood season is over, the river will almost be closed. I won’t be able to do a few days this year in the business of sailing on the water." Mu Jiu patted the cloth bag on his body and said, "Your friend is generous and has this money. Let’s have a good year this year. Brother, you won’t be able to get a corpse for a few days anyway, just follow me back to Shihewan. In our mountain cat winter, it’s lively and not lonely."
Mu Jiu was kindly invited, and I also felt that this year's business would not last a few days, and since I was not so happy, I simply agreed.
The group returned north along the original road and returned to Shihewan. After settling down in Shihewan, the bandits came to an end at the end of the year. Taking advantage of the late autumn, the people of Shihewan caught a lot of game, eating and drinking every day, chatting, and living a leisurely and comfortable life.
Mu Jiu has a good kung fu. He told me that people who come out to make troubles should not cause troubles, but they must not be afraid of them. If you want not to be afraid of things, your fists have to be hard.
He began to teach me to practice Kung Fu. When I was young, after a few days of horse-staging, I learned a few strokes and kicks when I followed the master to learn how to fish a corpse. It's just that it's all three-legged cat's kung fu, and it can't be carried on the table.
When I thought of this, I thought of the master, and couldn't help but give a wry smile. The master hid too deeply, I followed him to learn the craft for a few years, and I was kept in the dark. I always thought that the master’s little effort is also seventy.
He was a little bit tricky, but I didn't expect that his skill would be so good.
Mu Jiu treats me the same way as my brothers, but when he practices qigong, he becomes harsh and unkind. I also know that I started late, and if I don't work hard, I won't be able to learn real skills. So whenever it comes to the point where I can't stand it anymore, I will always persuade myself, bite the bullet and continue to work hard.
After Mu Jiu taught me the basic skills for three months, he began to teach me thunder boxing. I study hard and earnestly. It's just like practicing Kungfu, just like how I learned to collect corpses with my master. It's useless to work hard, we have to accumulate.
Every time after practicing, Mu Jiu put away his expressionless face and smiled and pulled me to drink together. I feel that my drinking volume seems to be getting smaller and smaller, and I can't control my mind if I only drink a little.
When I am alone, I often think about the distant Tianqun Town and what Fang Tian is doing right now.
This kind of life passed quickly, from early autumn to late winter, and then from late winter to spring. I lived in Shihewan for a few months. After thinking about it for myself, it was time to go.
I said goodbye to Mu Jiu and the others. Mu Jiu specially sent me to a place a dozen miles away from Shihewan and gave me a burden.
"There are two new clothes and dry food. Don't forget how far you go, there are brothers here in Shihewan."
I took the burden, smiled and nodded. When I left Shihewan, the feeling of loneliness that had been silent for a few months resurfaced in my mind again.
I went back to the small village where Fang Tian lived before. The small yard I rented in the village was still there, and I went to pay some money to the village chief. When I was settled, I ran to a neighboring village dozens of miles away, found someone to buy an old boat, and the boat was ready, so I started my own corpse collection.
Every spring, the corpse hunters are actually busy. Although the weather is still cold, it is already possible to sail down the river. A winter has passed. Those poor people who depend on the river for food are eager to earn money to support their families.
On the third day I sailed down the river, I found a dead body for someone, and on the fifth day, I fished another one. After the victim was transported away, I went ashore to rest and eat some dry food by the way.
Halfway through the dry food, two people walked along the river beach and saw the boat docked in shallow water. There was a signboard for corpse scavengers. The other party was probably a local. Seeing this boat, he knew that I was a corpse scavenger.
"Brother, I have a job, I want you to do it." A man in his fifties, wearing a pair of glasses, looks very particular about his clothes: "I don't know if you are free?"
"I have time." I put the leftover dry food back and asked: "Which section of the river is it?"
"No, no." The man with glasses shook his head, "It wasn't for you to collect the corpse, but something else."
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