Origin

In June, late at night, Huangxian High School communicated outside.

"Brother, just call for me, I'm really in a hurry." The girl was eighteen and nineteen, with a delicate appearance and an eager expression.

The security guard didn't look back while watching the TV, "It's eleven o'clock, and the dormitory is closed. I'm looking for someone to come back tomorrow."

The girl was anxious and continued to plead, "Brother, it won't work, it will be late tomorrow, you'll be fine, please call for help."

"Why should I help you?" The security guard turned his head and looked at the girl with a smile.

Seeing the security guard's wretched smile, the girl glanced at the security guard timidly, picked up the plastic bag on the ground, turned and walked west.

The security guard stuck his head out, stretched his neck and stared at the girl's back, his eyes drooling.

Not long after the security guard turned his head back and turned his attention to the TV, a girl's voice came from outside the west wall of the school, "Wu Zhongyuan, Wu Zhongyuan..."

The night was silent, the girl shouted loudly, and the voice traveled far.

"Hey, hey, yelling in the middle of the night, do you have the quality?" The security guard heard the movement and rushed out with a rubber stick to chase him away, "Get out, get out."

Seeing the security coming, the girl could only run westward, and at the same time continued to shout, "Wu Zhongyuan, something happened at home, come out quickly."

The girl ran, and the security guard chased.

How could a woman outrun a man? Before she ran too far, the security guard caught up with the girl and took advantage of the opportunity to stop her, "Don't shout, it will affect the rest of the students..."

"Let go of me, what are you doing?" The girl was ashamed and struggling.

This kind of opportunity to do obscene things by taking advantage of the position is not often, and pulling quickly turns into touching.

The girl was anxious and angry, shouting louder as she struggled.

After a few shouts, the girl stopped shouting and struggling, and tilted her head to look east.

Noticing something was different, the security guard also turned his head, but when he turned his head, he found a fist coming towards him. Before he could react, he was blocked from the face.

The one who shot was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was not tall and very thin. After defeating the security guard, he ignored him and walked quickly to the girl, "Huang Ping, what happened?"

"It's still about the demolition and demolition," Huang Ping raised his hands to wipe the sweat. "The two of you never go back to sign, which delays the construction schedule. The group of people working on the resort reported you."

"We didn't break the law, what did they report us?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

At this time, the beaten security guard had come to his senses. Seeing the nosebleeds, he was furious. He covered his face with one hand and held a stick in the other, and rushed up to smash it.

Before he could rush to the front, Wu Zhongyuan raised his right foot and kicked it down again, "Go away."

The security guard was beaten, bleeding, and had no strength, so he didn't dare to continue pestering him. He got up in a panic and hid in the east, but he was cowardly, and his mouth was not honest, "I know your name, your name is Wu Zhongyuan, you Wait for me."

"Come on, do you have any reason to be a hooligan?" The young man sneered and turned his head to look at Huang Ping, "What did the developer report us?"

"I'm going to call the police," the security guard yelled from a distance.

Wu Zhongyuan ignored him and stared at Huang Ping waiting for her to speak.

Huang Ping raised his hand to wipe the sweat, "I don't know how those people knew that your Taoist master was buried in the ground.

What they reported was this. When I went out of the village in the evening, I saw that the excavators had been pulled to the foot of the mountain. I asked the driver, and he said that it was sent by the town. At dawn, they would go up the mountain to excavate people and cremate them. "

After Huang Ping finished speaking, Wu Zhongyuan gasped, "Really?"

Huang Ping nodded, "That's still fake, that's what the driver said. They also found out that you haven't moved because your master's grave is next to the house. This time, they wanted to have a fire at the bottom of the pot and dug the grave. When I lost my mind, I moved."

Wu Zhongyuan looked up at the sky, and then said to Huang Ping, "Okay, thank you, you can go back quickly, I will go back to the village to see."

"It's so late, the buses have stopped," Huang Ping put down the plastic bag in his hand, took out a hundred yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it to Wu Zhongyuan, "This is for you, take a taxi back, it's more than a hundred miles away. , this money may not be enough, it is really impossible to go back to the town."

"No, I have money." Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand, turned and walked south, "Go, I'll send you to a place with street lights."

Huang Ping picked up the plastic bag, took a few steps to catch up with Wu Zhongyuan, and handed the hundred yuan to Wu Zhongyuan, "You take it."

"No need." Wu Zhongyuan stopped and turned to look at the school. After a brief hesitation, he turned his head and continued to walk forward.

"Don't you need to ask for leave?" Huang Ping asked.

"It's so late, who to invite?" Wu Zhongyuan shook his head.

Huang Ping followed, "I first called the mine on the way here, but your brother was still in the mine and didn't come up, so I couldn't get in touch."

"He gets off work at twelve o'clock," Wu Zhongyuan strode forward, "you can call him again at that time. I'm afraid that I won't be able to stop it myself."

"Okay." Huang Ping agreed.

"The street lights will go out at twelve o'clock. Don't look for a public phone outside. It's not safe. Go back to the factory and borrow someone else's mobile phone to call him." Wu Zhongyuan urged.

"Okay." Huang Ping agreed again.

"How is your father's illness?" Wu Zhongyuan asked casually.

"It's an old problem, it's still like that." Huang Ping replied.

"What about your silly brother, have you been in trouble recently?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

Huang Ping's mood was even lower, "That's not true, but someone pushed him into the pond in the west of the village a few days ago and almost drowned. When I asked him who did it, he couldn't tell, my father was afraid that he would run away and cause an accident. Son, tether him to the mill."

"It's not the way to be tied," Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, and then asked again, "By the way, how are you and my brother lately?"

"It's still like that," Huang Ping sighed. "Qingming went to high school. I haven't graduated from elementary school yet, so I can't talk together."

"He didn't talk much." Wu Zhongyuan was relieved. Huang Ping was a beautiful person and had a good heart. Unfortunately, his family was poor, he didn't read much, and he had no education. Although he liked his senior brother Lin Qingming very much, Lin Qingming never looked down on him. she.

Huang Ping lowered his head and said nothing.

A few minutes later, at the intersection, Wu Zhongyuan was going to continue to go south, and Huang Ping was going to turn east.

"I have pancakes here, how many for you?" Huang Ping lifted the plastic bag in his right hand.

"No, I'm not hungry, you can go back quickly." Wu Zhongyuan waved at Huang Ping, and ran to the south.

Half an hour later, Wu Zhongyuan arrived in the south of Decheng and sat down on the side of the road. He had no money and could not get a taxi, so he could only rub.

After waiting for a while, a truck carrying muck came from the north. Looking around, there was no one to the left or right. Wu Zhongyuan ran a few steps, jumped up, landed on the car, found a place on the muck and sat down.

The carriage of this truck is more than three meters high, and while it is driving, what he does is naturally impossible for ordinary people, and the reason why he can do it is because he knows kung fu. When it comes to kung fu, we have to start with master, His master was originally a wandering Taoist priest, but when he got old and could no longer swim, he settled down in Huangjia Village.

He is eighteen this year, and his senior brother Lin Qingming is three years older than him. Both of them are orphans adopted by Master in his later years. The old house at the bottom, formerly a water pumping station, was later abandoned and was bought by the master as a residence.

However, although Master is a Taoist priest, he rarely wears Taoist robes, and few people know that he is a Taoist priest. He is also very low-key in his daily activities. Master has two kung fu, hard qigong and light qigong. Brother, these two kung fu are similar to what the world understands. Hard qigong means strong strength and endurance after luck. As for invulnerability and infinite strength, that is impossible. As the name implies, Qinggong is a light body, flying over the eaves and walls, but everything is the limit. Even if you practice Qinggong to the extreme, you will have to fall to your death if you jump from a dozen floors upstairs.

Even if the kung fu they learned is not mysterious, the master also sternly admonished the two of them not to reveal their kung fu at will, on the grounds that revealing their kung fu at will could easily bring disaster to themselves.

In addition to these two kung fu, master can also draw talismans and feng shui, but these two have not been taught, the two brothers are very interested in these, and they have pestered the master to ask for advice, but the master is not willing to teach, ask And the reason, it is only said that these are all feudal superstitions, and it is enough to learn martial arts to strengthen one's health. Feudal superstitions can never be learned.

Five years ago, Master died. Before he died, he chose the cemetery. It was not far from the east of the house. Master always obeyed the law before his death. Now that he must be cremated after death, he has secretly built a coffin, and asked the two brothers and sisters to bury him in secret.

On the way back by car, Wu Zhongyuan thought about this all the way. There are state laws, family rules, cremation is a state system, and every citizen must abide by it. Definitely can't twist your thighs.

But the master has the kindness of nurturing the two of them. The old man's last wish must be fulfilled by him no matter what, but he cannot let the master die.

After thinking about it, the only feasible way is to secretly rebury the master somewhere else. Although it is disrespectful to start the coffin and break the ground, it is better than splitting the coffin and burning the corpse.

On the way, the muck truck turned and waited for ten minutes from the side of the road, and another large truck came. Nine out of ten large trucks that were on the road at night were overloaded and could not run fast, so I jumped up and took another ride. .

It was already four o'clock when I arrived in the town. There was no car to take, so I had to run. When I returned to the village around five o'clock, I found an excavator parked under the east hill of the village.

Looking around, there was no one left, jumped into the car, unscrewed the fuel tank cap with luck, took a few sands from the ground and sprinkled it in, then screwed the cap back on.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, jumped into the car again, and wiped the cover with his sleeve. If this big guy breaks down, it will cost a lot of money to repair it.

After all this, I went up the mountain. I wanted to go home. After thinking about it, I forgot it. I picked a few apricots behind the house and hid them in the woods to the east.

That's all I can do right now, try to delay the time and wait for my brother to come back...

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