Fox Road Travel Notes

Liang Qiuju drank two drinks and talked about how he intercepted Qi Dalang.

After receiving the letter from Chen Zican, Liang Qiuju was sure that Qi Dalang would stay up day and night.

Since he committed a crime in the army, he has been living on the run for several years, and he has a clear grasp of the mentality of fugitives.

So he sold noodles during the day and stopped vehicles on the official road at night.

The people in the car, whether they were men or women, how could they escape the ears of the martial arts master.

He stopped a dozen cars one after another, and finally caught Qi Dalang in the middle of the night on the fourth day.

Chen Zican was very moved when he heard this. He had never thought that Liang Qiuju, a master and master, would take his matter so seriously after just a casual relationship!

He stood up and offered a glass of wine respectfully, and Liang Qiuju also stood up and took it.

There is an age difference of more than 20 years between the two. One is a martial arts master and the other is a county student member. They are thousands of miles apart, but they both behave naturally and have no grudge at all.

In Chen Zican's view, people are inherently equal, but in the eyes of General Song and Leopard, it feels a bit incredible.

It seems that Chen Zican is really a magical guy!

Although I repeatedly refreshed my view of him, I still underestimated him after all...

Liang Qiuju finished the cup and stood up to leave.

Chen Zican knew that he had to do business during the day and take care of Chen Xiaolian, so he didn't dare to keep her.

General Song and Leopard both greeted each other respectfully.

Only Gao Xinzhi didn't know for a moment whether he should kneel down and salute in front of this martial arts master, or whether he should be as careless as Chen Zican...

Chen Zican looked at the helpless Gao Xinzhi and smiled at Liang Qiuju: "This is a classmate I met in the county school. My good friend Gao Xinzhi also practices martial arts."

Liang Qiuju patted him on the shoulder: "She is Chen Xiaoshenxian's friend, and I, Liang Qiuju, am my friend."

"When you have time, you can come to the store to have a drink and compare notes!"

Gao Xinzhi was shocked. He had a friend at the master level?

They also competed with each other, but with my three-legged cat skills, I was not even qualified to carry his shoes.

This is——, are you trying to teach me? …

Still in a daze, General Song quickly reminded him: "Xinzhi, why don't you thank Hero Liang?"

Only then did Gao Xinzhi come back to his senses.

Liang Qiuju left, and the cart naturally left too.

Qi Dalang and Min Jingzong were casually thrown into the grass by him. Not long after, they were bitten by mosquitoes on their faces and bodies, which made them itchy.

Unfortunately, that guy took everything away, not even a straw, but left the ropes on their bodies.

The two big rice dumplings listened to the buzzing of mosquitoes. Their whole bodies were itching unbearably, but they couldn't be scratched. They were humming in their noses and wanted to die.

Damn it, this kind of suffering is worse than lying on a broken car covered with straw!

When he returned to the Xiuwu County Government Office, it was already noon the next day, and Chen Zican felt that his body was about to fall apart.

Liu Er was hurriedly told that Qi Dalang must be detained alone. Before that, don't forget to drag him to the prison and perform a performance art performance there.

Liu Er nodded vigorously with great interest: "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, our brothers are good at this!"

He directed his men to loosen the bonds of Qi Dalang, who was full of urine smell and with red pimples on his face.

Regardless of his paralyzed legs and feet, he just stepped up and kicked him: "Get up and follow me!"

Chen Zican turned around with a smile and looked at Min Jingzong, who was covered in chaff and had a pale face.

"Min Xiaozi, I hope you still remember what I said!"

At this time, a clear slap came from far behind: "Damn it, are you the prisoner or I am the prisoner? What does it mean if you go behind me and escort me?..."

"Snapped--"

"Damn it, you dare to walk in front of me. After all, you are the class leader and I am the class leader?..."

This era doesn't talk about human rights. What's more, Qi Dalang is not a human being, but he can just work hard and keep everyone happy to see it.

After saying hello to his surprise brother, Chen Zican went home to sleep.

The place where there is a button is home, and only when she is by your side can you sleep soundly.

The breeze blows gently by his ears again, and he smells the faint fragrance of flowers in his nose. The tender grass leaves are like clasped fingers, tickling him and caressing him, making people want to laugh in their dreams.

"Don't make trouble, Kuan'er..."

"You, why are you here again?" A soft and charming voice asked in surprise.

"Why, why am I here again?" Chen Zican was startled. When he opened his eyes, he felt a little confused.

It's still the same small hillside, with Phalaenopsis blooming on grandma's grave. The difference is that a huge toon tree next to it stretches its branches and covers the flexible feather-like branches. The green shade covers the entire grave. mound.

Chen Zican was lying under this toon tree. He stood up and reached out to pluck a green bud.

This is grandma’s favorite tree, this is grandma’s favorite dish...

There is such a toon tree planted in front of the old house in my hometown. It was planted by my grandfather for my grandma a long time ago...

Chen Zican had mixed feelings. In that world, the only one who depended on him for life was his grandma.

When he came into this world, he was still accompanied by his grandma.

Grandma is like an anchor in his life, so that no matter where he is or what he is doing, he will never forget his name or lose his nature.

My grandma doesn’t understand new terms, and she doesn’t know how to speak big principles. For more than ten years, when educating her grandchildren, she always repeated one sentence: “You must not forget your roots and have a conscience!”

Rubbing the rough tree trunk, he felt a little sad.

The most disgusting sentence I ever had, only after experiencing the world, I discovered that it had been engraved on my soul unknowingly, like an immortal tombstone...

He raised his head and saw that the messy graves around him had disappeared at some point.

Instead, there are endless wildflowers and meadows.

Chen Zican smiled: "Thank you, Xiaobai!"

"However, I still think it's better to keep those graves."

"There are people grandma knows there. Maybe she doesn't like being alone and likes to be with them..."

"Oh, is it so?"

Chen Zican watched as tombs slowly emerged from the grass, like many mushrooms suddenly growing out.

Those rickety tombstones, some made of stone or wooden boards, with mottled writing, are no different from the real world.

Chen Zican broke off a grass stem and held it in his mouth. It was a bit bitter and a bit sweet.

A grasshopper jumped on his lap on the grass, flapped its wings and chirped "XuluXulu".

"It seems that you recovered quickly. This illusion has become much more real." Chen Zican praised.

"Hmph! I'm practicing, tell me, what are you doing here again?"

The voice sounds very nice, not a lolita, nor a royal sister. If Chen Zican had to describe it, it would be crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, crispy and charming.

"Xiao Bai, sing a song, your voice is beautiful."

Chen Zican told the truth: "I want to hear it again..."

"..."

In Chen Zican's heart, another little fox with bared teeth appeared.

He knew that this guy was moody and crazy, so it was better not to tease her.

"Xiao Bai, why am I here again? You haven't told me yet."

"..."

After a while, Xiaobai seemed to have just come back: "I checked, your deception has been upgraded."