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What kind of mood he has for that person, even he himself can't figure it out.

They have known each other for two months, and their bodies have entered, but only for one night, and under the influence of drugs, they separated the next day, each returned to their own world, and he had not had time to realize the brief encounter. own mood.

It has been more than four months since I came back, and Jiu Shihou has been studying Wu Aidi every day. I remembered that once before, he had nothing to do, so he flipped through the history books brought to him by Shuxi, and deliberately read each word aloud to him. His Majesty finally got impatient with Wu Ting, he said:

"I am standing in front of you, why do you still want to know me through the writings of later generations?"

At that time, Jiu Shigou didn't take this sentence to heart, but now, he has studied the written records about Wu Ting for four months.

From ancient times to the present, many literati have commented on the life of Emperor Wu Ai, with mixed praise and criticism, and some even think it is justified at first glance. There are all kinds of strange sayings about heroes, pioneers, and emperors in troubled times, but there is no one. The words can resonate for a long time.

From Jiu Shihou's point of view, their evaluation was very strange.

As if that was not describing his Majesty, but just discussing a symbol.

He couldn't figure out why this happened.

Now he seems to understand a little bit.

Because he has seen that person, he knows what that person looks like.

He doesn't need anyone to tell him.

After a long time, I found the Tangli tree.

——In the satellite image brought by Wang Yeqing.

It's not hard to find.

A tree that has grown for 3000 years, even if it is dead, will be larger than ordinary trees, and it has a tree of white flowers, which is still conspicuous in a satellite image with a green background. The position was heavily buckled.

"You should die." Jiu Shigou said.

A few days later, Jiu Shigou asked Jiang Ping to book a plane ticket to Yunnan for himself.

From the provincial capital of Yunnan to Jiangchuan, there is no plane, not even a high-speed rail, only sleeper berths on the train. At this moment, Jiang Ping is sitting in a row with Jiu Shigou on the lower berth. People come to bother you.

But opposite them, there was another person.

Wang Yeqing came with the archaeological team. Coincidentally, when she was picking up her luggage at the airport, she discovered that Jiu Shigou was also in Yunnan, and they got on the same train, even with the same destination written on the ticket. ——Jiang Chuan.

"Jiu Shi, I already told you that the tree—" the train just entered the tunnel at this moment, the carriage darkened, and when she heard the sound of no one passing by around, she lowered her voice and said, "I don't care about you." Why would you hate a tree—but there is absolutely no way you can cut down that tree."

Jiu Shihou: "I know, but I still want to go."

Seeing that his face remained unchanged, Wang Yeqing knew that he was very firm, but he still said, "It has nothing to do with how much money you have. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, that Tangli tree has been included in the list of key cultural relics under protection. Even if you want to see it, You can only be a tourist, if you harm it, no matter how much money you have, you will be deprived of political rights for life."

After a long time, the wind lightly said 'Oh': "I know, but I still want to go."

As soon as he found Gantang on the map that day, he immediately contacted the manager of the local branch to help him find out the news. Unexpectedly, the news he brought back was that Gantang had become a protected cultural relic, and the place where it took root was also due to the fact that the Red Army was stationed in the past. However, it has now been developed into a red tourist attraction.

An old tree that has killed countless people can get such treatment.

Jiu Shihou couldn't buy it according to the original plan and cut it down, but he still wanted to prevent Gantang from continuing to put players into the space-time field.

Disputes are inevitable everywhere in the world. These disputes come from people and should be resolved by people themselves. It is not the turn of a tree to be the judge.

When they arrived at Jiangchuan Railway Station, the archaeological team got on the bus and headed towards the tea garden.

Jiang Ping caught up with Jiu Shihou dragging two suitcases, "Mr. Jiu, the hotel is not in this direction..."

"I know," Jiu Shigou interrupted him, "You go to the hotel first, I'm going to the scenic spot."

"Mr. Jiu, I think what Ms. Yeqing said is quite right." Jiang Ping was uncertain about Jiu Shi's thoughts, fearing that he would rush to the scenic spot to cut down the tree. "That tree is now a state-protected cultural relic. If you really want to find it Let go of the tangli tree, let’s change to another one—there are countless tangli trees in the world.”

After a long time, he suddenly turned around and asked him, "If I say that the Tangli tree was transformed by a monster, would you believe it?"

Jiang Ping was taken aback for a moment, "Huh?"

Then he said, "I don't believe it."

After a long time, he realized that this was the answer, "It's okay, you go to the hotel and wait for me first."

Before leaving, Jiang Ping was still worried: "Mr. Jiu, will you be back?"

Surely he wasn't being sent to prison in a police car?

"I'll be back." Jiu Shigou said.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and the ticket office was closed. Only people who came out of the entrance of the scenic spot were allowed, but no one was allowed in.

It can be seen that this used to be a valley, but now it has been poured with cement and concrete to form a park. The cool wind blows from behind the blue mountain wall, and it seems to float a faint fragrance in the air.

When he looked up after a long time, he saw a tree about 200 meters away from the gate of the scenic spot through several thick walls. After a long time, you can see the green leaves and white flowers at the top of it, which bloom very grandly.

After a long time, I knew that it was Tangli tree.

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After a long time, he knocked on the door of the office of the scenic spot. Inside, there were four or five middle-aged men in old green waistcoats sitting and drinking tea, chatting vigorously, when they suddenly saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes standing at the door, and couldn't help but look at him Come: "Are you—?"

Jiu Shigou took out several business cards and distributed them to everyone one by one: "I have contacted your person in charge before."

"Oh - you are that caring entrepreneur!" Someone stood up and happily came to shake hands with Jiu Shigou.

"You said you were going to invest 500 million yuan in the construction of the scenic spot, right?" Another person also remembered.

Jiu Shigou smiled politely: "Yes, I just arrived today, and I thought I'd come over to have a look first, but I didn't expect it to be a coincidence, isn't Manager Zhang here?"

"Manager Zhang went to buy dinner, and he won't be back until a while," said one enthusiastically, "Why don't you sit in the office for a while? I'll make you a cup of tea? The tea garden over there is going to be dug. I ordered a lot of fresh tea, how about brewing it for you?"

After a long time, he remained calm, his tone couldn't be more ordinary: "Is it Yunwu tea?"

The man was pleasantly surprised: "Oh, how do you know! It's the Yunwu tea garden in the south. I heard that a large tomb was found below, and the excavation will start in two days. What a pity. We have been drinking the clouds there since we were young. I won't be able to drink anymore."

Another person patted his head, "It's a pity, we Jiangchuan found the big tomb, and we will follow suit, and we will have another gimmick in the publicity of our scenic spot in the future."

"That's true." The man thought for a while.

After a long time, he didn't say anything, and when the tea was brewed, he gently put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Is this the Yunwu tea grown in the place where that person was buried?

Will there be His Majesty's breath?

This is the first time I have come to Qiuli after a long time—to be precise, this is not yet Qiuli, and it is only a few tens of kilometers further south to the ancient Qiuli—the hometown of Wuting, No.19 Daiwu The capital of the emperor.

Obviously, I have never been here for a long time, but somehow there is a feeling of being close to home.

That person was lying tens of kilometers away from him.

His Majesty is about to be dug out of his grave. He has been lying there for 2000 years. Now there should be only a pile of bones left, right?

After drinking two cups of tea, he put down the cups reluctantly, and then walked a few steps in the office seemingly unintentionally: "Old Mi, when will Manager Zhang come back? Can I go wandering around the scenic spot by myself?"

Lao Mi was wearing reading glasses to watch the show, and raised his head from the screen when he heard the words: "Of course, Chairman Jiu came here after a long time, how about I take you for a walk in the scenic area?!"

Jiu Shigou hurriedly declined with a smile: "It's okay, I'll just walk around by myself, you don't have to be so polite."

"Okay then." Lao Mi was enjoying watching the drama, and he didn't really want to stop.

So, Lao Mi opened the side door for Jiu Shigou, and gave him a map of the scenic spot and a guidebook, "Call us anytime if you need anything."

After thanking Lao Mi, after a long time, he entered the scenic spot alone. At this time, there were no tourists in the scenic spot except for a few security guards dangling around. Hidden in the folds of the deep mountains, it is vicissitudes and ancient.

Wu Ting passed through here when he went to Beijing, and met Gan Tang here.

The stars have changed, the years have changed, I did not expect that this place has become a 4A-level red tourist attraction. In the past, people under the tree left one after another, but the tree took root deeper and deeper. It used to be full of blood splashed from the flames of war in the world. , what is hanging on it now is the red ribbons tied up one by one by later generations, all of which are red, as if, for thousands of years, nothing has changed, it is still green leaves, white flowers, and red.

"Miss him?" Gan Tang asked.

After a long time, he took out a small wooden plaque from a floor-to-ceiling shrine, which was set up in the scenic spot for tourists to pray for blessings. It costs 20 yuan each, and he wrote his wish on it, and hung it on the wooden prayer frame next to the big tree. The red ribbons were hanging, and their wishes were delivered.

Gifted the worst tree in the world.

"Think." Jiu Shigou said.

"Me too." Gan Tang said.

"I've thought about it longer than you. I've thought about him for 2000 years."

"Are you alive?" Jiu Shigou stared at the small wooden sign in his hand, there was no writing on it.

Gan Tang: "I am very spiritual."

"How smart is it?"

"Everyone who made a wish to me that their enemies would disappear from the world, I made them come true-except you, of course. You are the only one who came back alive from the space-time field."

"So, Wu Ting also made a wish to you?"

"That man," Gan Tang snorted, "I hated him the moment I saw him. He actually has a face that resembles your Highness's, and he even has the same name. He said he has a half-brother. Brother, beg me to let his brother disappear, here, the signboard of his wish is right there."

He didn't look for this brand for a long time, Wu Ting was already dead, and to him, what this person did before was not important anymore.

The Chinese have always had an old saying that the dead are the greatest.Even the things Shuxi had done before and the people he had killed were buried in the depths of his memory for a long time following its death. Hatred needs a carrier, and it is not unreasonable for people to die and hate.

"I know you will definitely come to me, and I have been waiting for you," Gan Tang said.

After a long time, he hung the empty wooden signboard on the wooden frame for praying, and it looked out of place among the rows of wooden signs filled with black characters. After finishing this, he raised his head and looked at the old Tangli in the twilight. tree, asked:

"What did you do to him back then?"