This is a rough map, and the creases almost blur the outlines of some areas. If you don't look carefully, it will be difficult to clearly distinguish certain areas. It is ridiculous that even if I can feel that this is a map, which can distinguish the ups and downs, but I can't see it. The graphics on this map are deep or shallow, high or low, but they are just using rough brushwork to deliberately outline the approximate direction.

When I was in the police station, I studied scouts for a while, military maps, and tried to outline military maps, but the map in front of me was very strange and the direction did not change. However, the marked places were all weird characters, or twisted, or scattered, or scattered, or thick and thin intersecting, which was very obscure and difficult to understand. When I looked closely, it was a bit like the foreign texts I saw in the church monks, but after careful identification, it still seemed different. I searched my heart and I had never seen such characters in my cognition.

Except for me, the rest of the people were different. They were very accustomed to them and looked at them very carefully, as if they were very familiar with the marked area.

Zhuo Bufei turned around and accidentally saw that I was absent-minded. He knew that I might not understand. He smiled knowingly, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that this is our term."

"Terms?" I was curious and came to my spirits. Then I suddenly realized that this must be an inherent hieroglyph. In order to prevent the enemy from easily identifying the contents after obtaining the map, the inherent text formed can only be understood by those who agree on each other. I asked excitedly, "What are these terms?"

Zhuo Bufei flashed a hint of arrogance and smiled and said, "This is something passed down from our ancestors. I guess no one can understand it except those related to our families who can understand it now." In a vague manner, there is a hint of worry about this skill that is not prosperous and cannot be widely circulated, for fear that it will be accidentally lost from now on.

I was secretly novel in my heart, and my eyes swept across everyone. Among the few people present, I could understand it. It seemed that they were not just family friendships. I was guessing their family relationship. I trembled inadvertently and secretly glanced at Yini and Xiao Zhou. Only then did I clearly realize that I was actually a strange outsider. I felt a little sad, but I didn't understand. Looking at the yellow map, it must be a few years. What was hidden in it? I glanced at the eyes of several people. The little monkey and Yini looked at it very carefully, only if I didn't understand it, I looked at it a few more times, but found that if you don't understand it, you still can't read these words, just like if you don't understand their world, or, some things, stubbornly force them, and eventually they will be outsiders.

I have seen beautiful skills. From the perspective of soldiers and thieves, this little monkey and the old monkey are also very human. Arhats and white-headed men are as hidden as they are. I can’t help but feel that I am working with a group of strangers. What kind of life experience do they have?

While he was thinking about it, Zhuo Bufei patted my shoulder and pointed to various strange signs on the map and said, "This represents a dangerous place. Remember, you must remember that you must not step into this place without permission. This place has not been investigated, and you don't know if there is any danger. It belongs to an unknown area..." He kept listening to his explanation and found it more and more interesting. These inexplicable characters were actually engraved in his mind. It seems that the reason why the person who invented these characters used these strange characters was to make it easy for people to remember them in his mind.

As I explained with him, I became more and more shocked as I listened. In amazement, I admired this seemingly simple hand-drawn sketch map even more. When I was distracted, Zhuo Bufei's finger fell on a low-lying symbol, and excitedly tapped the map, hitting the tabletop, making a "da da da da" sound. He explained, "The place we went last time was here."

"Would you draw the wrong one?" The old monkey grabbed his head and looked a little serious, "I remember not here?" He thought for a while, and said sure, "Yes, I remember not here."

Zhuo Bufei seemed to have been stepped on his tail and said unhappy, "Did you forget what I do? Even if you urinated under a tree, I remember clearly."

Yin Ni's cheeks turned red, and she glanced at her head as if she didn't hear it. The little monkey couldn't help but cracked her mouth and smiled. The old monkey was stunned, her thick lips squirmed, as if she remembered something, and she grinned a few times, and said to Zhuo Bufei, "I almost forgot that this is the masterpiece of your old Zhuo family. However, in front of the children, can I take my face into consideration? Try not to talk nonsense about all the things about shit, pee, fart. You are so good, where can I put my old face in the future."

Zhuo Bufei was too lazy to pester, and smiled and continued, "This place is a hundred miles west, which is the swamp lake area we once passed..." Zhuo Bufei said this, his face turned ugly, and his eyes swept over the arhat, the white-headed man and the old monkey beside him.

I became more and more confused and found that except for the little monkey and the beautiful expressions as usual, their faces became ugly. The old monkey even trembled, coughed a few times, cleverly concealed the past.

The Luohan said with lingering fear, "I think we must hire a guide to avoid repeating the same mistakes."

The old monkey nodded in agreement and glanced at the white-headed man. The white-headed man touched the tip of his nose and said indignantly, "If you want me to tell me, we should listen to Lao Zhuo. That time he had already suggested that there was something wrong with the map, but that stubborn and conceited guy didn't listen."

From their sporadic conversations, I vaguely felt that these old guys had something hidden from me or even deceived me. So I looked at Zhuo Bufei in confusion, but found that Zhuo Bufei was in a state of concentration.

After Zhuo Bufei was briefly distracted, he quickly pointed his fingers at an area of ​​the map and said, "This time, let's go here." He pointed at a rolling line. Looking roughly, the area depicted on the picture was like a big man lying down sideways.

"It is dangerous to change places at will. You have tried it. The local Tu tribe is very fierce and may conflict at any time." The old monkey was very dissatisfied and worried, "Besides, if you go to a place with few people, there are groups of wild animals and mosquitoes, we might all be reimbursed here."

"You old monkey, your mouth is not clean." The Luohan slapped the old monkey and shouted, "I believe Lao Zhuo's words, the map he drew will not be wrong, nor will it make any mistakes."

Only now did I understand clearly that this yellow map was painted by Zhuo Bufei, but what did they mean last time? Suddenly, I trembled and my eyes turned to Zhuo Bufei again. They must have been here before. So which group of them belongs to, at least they have the same understanding of this mysterious Mingcheng as Fujiwara San and Gao Jun.

Zhuo Bufei held his glasses and said confidently, "Don't worry, I have been thinking about it many times in prison over the years. This area is on the west side of the lake and is far from the Tu people's residence. You can think about it. The altar should be a very high place, such as Fengshantai in Mount Tai and Temple of Heaven in the Forbidden City. Look at this entire area, only this mountain range is at the highest terrain. According to the ancients, the higher the height, the closer it is to the Heavenly Palace, which means to inherit the heavenly spirit. So I boldly guess that this is the place we were looking for at that time."

The white-headed man suddenly realized and nodded, "What you said makes sense. At that time, there was something wrong with our map, but the place we were looking for did find a large number of precious treasures, which blinded our eyes. I believe that it is definitely not an altar, but just one of them is very important. Now that I think about it, I guess, the place I discovered for the first time would be a tomb area. But it always makes people unable to understand. If my guess is right, then why didn't the corpse be found, it is really puzzling."

"I want to say that the most hateful thing is that they have swept away everything, which has caused us to be unable to work. Unlucky, they lost the livelihood of supporting their wives and children. In anger, my wife actually remarried with her son." The Luohan was both angry and lost. He mentioned them, gritted his teeth and coiled his heart, and complained, "I have seen my son once in these years. I don't know what he looks like now. I am really afraid that he will not recognize me one day. Alas! I am really sorry to both of them, and even more so to the ancestors of the Luo family."

The old monkey comforted me, "I want me to say that this kiss is a kiss. Even if he is delicious and spicy now, it cannot change the fact that you are his father. Besides, I think my nephew is not that kind of person, so I will not deny you." The old monkey glanced at his son, was very pleased, and comforted the Luohan, "It was not your fault when you and your younger brother and sister decided to separate, nor did you want them anymore. The feelings are like this ghost place, and I can't figure it out, just like the little monkey and I, alas, when the child is old, we will understand you."

The Luohan looked at the little monkey in confusion and said enviously, "Yes, he is now free of food and clothing, but I just feel uncomfortable. If you are the ones who make me jealous, you are always stuck together, and if I were you, I would be very successful. Oh, forget it, let's not mention it." The Luohan picked up the teacup in disappointment, took a sip, and suppressed the grievance in his heart.

The old monkey said proudly, "That's right, my son and I have confirmed the old saying, "Father and son are fighting in battle. Hehe, brother, I'm not boasting to you, what skills my ancestors have passed on to me, I've passed them all to my only child; let alone brag, I'm not my brother, I don't even brag about it, even when I was back then, I didn't have the talent of him! You can even think about it, if I were in the age of my ancestors, I would definitely be the worst, a thousand-household official, hahaha." The old monkey was spitting, very proud, rubbing his palms back and forth, and almost applauded himself.

After the old monkey's advocacy, the eyes of the few people fell on the little monkey. He smiled embarrassedly, reached out to grab the back of his head, and two shallow dimples appeared on his round and rich cheeks.

"Good boy, let me see if your ability has inherited your father's skills this time." The white-headed man exclaimed, but his eyes showed a look of loss.

Zhuo Bufei saw his thoughts and patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, I know you have a hard time in your heart, but it's nothing. If this time goes well, I plan to take the girl out with you. If you want, let's go find them together. I know you miss your girl, and you also know that you gave her all your good things. She and her mother are far away in a foreign country, which is not necessarily a good thing. Look at the country, the warlords are in chaos, the people are living in miserable life, and the people are suffering. Where can the future of life be?"

The white-headed man recalled his experience and smiled bitterly, "You haven't been there before, how can you know that it's good outside? In short, I'm not used to it. Those blond guys, who eat with knives and forks, are so big, and they eat and drink milk every day, which makes me even more confused. Eat beef and make half-baked. When men and women meet, they either kiss or hug you, and they hug you in a different way. I almost wanted to kill those guys."

"What do you know? I heard that it is called Western food." Luohan snatched the conversation and recalled, "Listen to my boy, abroad, almost as long as you have money, you can buy a small car. No matter how much you are here, a small broken car can only be a military..." Luohan saw my suspicious eyes at this time, and realized that he was hiding something, and he seemed to be hiding something, and he swallowed it back and said something.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out. The Arhat was shocked and shouted loudly, "What's the situation? Why are you turning off the lights?"

At this time, anxious footsteps came from the stairs, and then the familiar guy shouted, "Sorry, everyone, we are short of electricity, everyone has oil lamps in the room, so I can light them up, I'm sorry."

"Do you think this place is Anxi City." The old monkey groped for a while, and with a "scream", a ball of flame rose. He took the match and lit the oil lamp on the table, and the fire illuminated the room.

I remembered the words of the Luohan and the others just now, and felt that these people had unknown pasts. On the other hand, a sense of sadness surged in my heart, and I was hesitating, when I suddenly saw a figure appearing on the window, and it flashed and disappeared.

I hurriedly opened the door and looked out, but saw the entire second-floor aisle was empty. I listened with confidence. A complaining voice came from one of the rooms, "What the hell is this?"

The oil lamps were gradually lit in the other rooms, and light was shining. At this time, a gust of night wind blew, and the night in Mingcheng was very cold. I tightened my clothes and prepared to return to the room.

The old monkey ran out from inside and said in a panic, "What's wrong, Brother Cheng."

I lowered my head and entered the room with the old monkey. Seeing that the few people were all in a strange color, I calmed down and pointed outside and said, "I just saw someone flashing through the window. Maybe someone was eavesdropping on us."

"Hey, you scared me, I thought..." The old monkey turned around and looked at the others, sat back on the chair, picked up a piece of sweet osmanthus cake, and took a bite. He seemed to hate the sweetness of the osmanthus cake. After discovering it, he quickly stood on the table and muttered, "Why is it so sweet."

"Dad, you never eat sweet food, but you don't know that the osmanthus cake tastes like this." The little monkey complained, took away the other osmanthus cakes on the table and handed them to Yini, and then said, "Besides, I bought this for the girl Yini."

The old monkey raised his eyebrows, as if his son had exposed some of his worries, and said angrily, "It depends on how you are successful, why, buy it for the Yanni! Why, can't your father take a taste? When did you become so heartless?"

The little monkey lowered his head aggrievedly and was unwilling to argue with the old monkey. Fortunately, Yini came up to rescue the situation and said, "Uncle Monkey, are you disliked Monkey Brother buying osmanthus cake for me to spend money?"

The old monkey grinned, stood up from the chair, and hurriedly smiled, "How could that be? Girl, you are so popular and you like eating osmanthus cake so much, so just go back to Yangzhou with us in the future." He said this, glanced at the little monkey and thought to himself, "My silly son is obviously interested in the girl, but he is so shy." He was satisfied with Yini from the bottom of his heart, and he meant to match the two of them in his words.

Yini didn't understand what the old monkey meant, so she picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and started eating it. Instead, the white-headed man beside her pointed at the old monkey and shook his head.

The old monkey smiled, gave him a blank look, lit a cigarette, and started to suck. The white-headed man approached me, smiled and nodded, reminding him, "There was indeed someone who was targeted when we entered Mingcheng."

I was shocked and asked, "What should I do?"

The white-headed man smiled and said indifferently, "What can I do? Only soldiers can stop them, and the water will cover them." He said calmly, but his face was obviously not good.

Zhuo Bufei was confident and didn't care about our conversation. He took a sip of tea, took out the pocket watch from his clothes and looked at it, then put it in his pocket, and said thoughtfully, "It seems that our old friends are staring at us very tightly."

I was stunned, not understanding who the old friend he mentioned was?

The Luohan shouted, "So what? Now we are justified. Besides, what can Governor Zhang come in person? I'm afraid he doesn't have the time and leisure time now. He is thinking about how to become the president smoothly. How could he waste time caring for us, and he will not offend Mr. Sun for the sake of making things difficult for us!"

Zhuo Bufei said worriedly, "It may not be necessary that you don't look at where this is. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Even if something happens, what can we do? Afterwards, they will find a scapegoat, make up a reasonable lie, and make up Mr. Sun. What can we do?"

Mr. Sun? I heard Gao Jun mention that Mr. Sun from Tongmenghui was said to be very impressive. He respected the people and took it as his mission to save the suffering people. It seemed that Gao Jun also had some respect for him.

The white-headed man looked at me, as if he understood my doubts, and said to the few people, "Okay, if you continue mumbling, Brother Cheng may be even more confused. Be careful and try not to conflict. Although we have the gold medal of avoiding death, don't forget that even Mr. Sun gave way to Governor Zhang. Mr. Sun is well-known, but sometimes it is helpless in the face of these warlords and hooligans. We all know the key point. If we can avoid causing trouble to Mr. Sun, try not to cause trouble."

The old monkey was very sensible and asked weakly, "Would you like to tell Brother Cheng the truth?"

"Oh, why are you so tired when chatting with you today?" Luo Han said with annoyance, "Besides, Brother Cheng is not an outsider, so if you have anything to hide, why don't you tell him."

Everyone looked at him, a little lost, but didn't say anything. The Luohan turned his head and waved, "It's my fault! Just pretend I didn't say anything, Lao Zhuo, decide, I'll go to sleep first." He turned around and walked towards the inner room without looking back.

The old monkey glanced at the little monkey and reminded, "Don't you rest?"

The little monkey stood up and replied, "I want to have another conversation with the girl Yini." But seeing Zhuo Bufei's face, he held back all the plans, turned around and whispered to Yini, "Girl, then I'll go to rest first. You have been tired for a few days, go to bed early."

Yini nodded obediently, watching the father and son leave, and looking at the old monkey, she couldn't help laughing again.

The white-headed man Nianfei wiped the cigarette roll in his hand and got up to go to the next room. Yini picked up the osmanthus cake, sifted it, picked up another piece, stuffed it into his mouth, and just glanced at my eyes, but didn't know what to say, so he could only nod to me, get up and go back to his room.

The oil lamp was swaying, and I stared at the fire, and I was staring at the fire. As for their affairs, I had no interest from beginning to end. The only reason I persisted until now was because of the situation. Of course, the most important thing about me was to find out whether my Buddhist bead was as magical as Zhuo Bufei said, and what shocking secrets were hidden.

"Brother Cheng, it's a chaotic world now. The Qing government has just fallen, but it's unwilling to be destroyed. He still walks around, trying to make a comeback and regain power. Now, 400 million compatriots, the vast China, how should we choose?" He paused, and regardless of my feelings, he said excitedly, "I think only the people! This is the vision of the 400 million compatriots in China, it is Mr. Sun's long-cherished wish and my expectation."

I didn't know what he was saying at all, and I was embarrassed to leave, so I could only let it go, but from his short words, I could hear some unknown things.

Zhuo Bufei sighed, "I know that what we are going to find is too vague, but who can know the true or false? What if it is true? No one can tell everything in this vast world. I am willing to contribute to my compatriots and share my worries for Mr. Sun. I also know that you are subordinate to Governor Zhang. But look at how many compatriots in China are still suffering, they are being oppressed and exploited in ignorance. Who can not be angry about any good man with flesh and blood? Do you feel heartbroken when you see these? Don't you want to save them?"

I don’t understand factional struggles, but over the years, I have indeed lived well in the police station, and right or wrong is not something that I, a slut, can clearly distinguish. However, when I heard Zhuo Bufei’s generous speech and worried look, I was infected with an indescribable passion. In this ugly era, I watched too much suffering in my cold eyes, and had lost my direction in the depravity.

In my impression, Governor Zhang had a very good reputation. He never deducted military pay and advocated new learning. There has always been a legend about him treating his subordinates like brothers.

I remember that he had a subordinate who was nostalgic about the red-fried confidant in the fireworks and willow alley. The influence was very bad. He was very annoyed by this and scolded his subordinates strictly. But on the other hand, he spent money to redeem the woman, buy real estate, and hold a wedding for them. For this, the lucky subordinate was very moved.

Zhuo Bufei saw that I was shaken and continued to go deeper, "Mr. Sun combined with a man who was determined to save the country and overthrew the Qing court with powerful skills. What a hero, but he was worried about internal and external troubles and warlords' separatist. Unfortunately, he had no military power. After meeting a few years ago, I made up my mind to follow him loyally and advance and retreat with him. Now seeing that he was worried about the chaos in the military and political circles of all parties, I was really distressed and anxious, and I secretly felt that I should share his worries with him. In this trip, I was fantastic and tried to find the bronze drum that was rumored. Although it may not be possible to do so, no one can prove whether what we speculated was true or false, but my heart for the people has not changed."

He walked towards the window and pushed open it open. At this moment, a full moon appeared in the sky, which was particularly bright. He looked at the bright moon and continued, "I want to tell you, I really hope this is true. If that bronze drum is really as magical as the legend, then you can use it to form a new army and defeat those who have ulterior motives and have bad intentions."

I asked in confusion, "Didn't you say that the bronze drum appeared in the hands of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? Why did you come to Mingcheng?"

Zhuo Bufei's eyebrows were shining, and he approached me mysteriously. He said in a deep and secret manner, "This bronze drum has appeared strangely since the Qin State, but for some reason, it will disappear inexplicably inexplicably. However, in every era, people will always find it again where the bronze drum appears, leading to a more strange legend."

I found Zhuo Bufei's expression was very strange at this moment, his heartbeat accelerated and his hair stood up. This was the most mysterious and even horrifying story I have heard in recent years. It was not something that could be written by those teahouse storytellers orally.

"Expel the Tartars, restore China, establish the Republic of China, and equalize land rights." Zhuo Bufei said these sixteen words passionately.

I felt familiar with it, but I couldn't remember who said it. But when I heard a sound of applause coming from outside the door, Zhuo Bufei and I looked at the door and window, and their faces changed. It turned out that at some point, outside the closed door, under the dim oil lamp, a dark figure stood outside, which further confirmed our initial guess.

Zhuo Bufei and I looked at each other. He thought for a moment, but still stepped forward and pushed open the door.

In the corridor outside the door, the slightly thin man had neatly combed his hair behind his head. Under the dim night light, he looked black and shiny, very energetic. Below his eyes, the long scar was very terrifying, and I couldn't help but take a breath. He took out his pocket watch secretly and looked at the time through the light, but didn't care about us. On the gray robe, a golden chain was attached to his chest, and the other end was connected to the pocket watch in his hand, and he closed it.

This person is Fujiwara Mitsu. I gritted my teeth and glared at him. If he didn't run away and went to see Gao Jun with me, maybe at this moment, I was playing money with a few good brothers in the tavern I often visited, and might have even redeemed Juhong. I was lying in his arms, murmured, why bother to suffer in this dangerous and terrifying place.

"What a saying 'restore China', what a saying 'equal land right'." He put his pocket watch in his pocket and stared at Zhuo Bufei, "Are you Mr. Sun's disciple? If I had known this, I wouldn't have pretended to be crazy and stupid for so many years, and I wouldn't have made such a drama." He walked in slowly, suddenly glared at Zhuo Bufei, pointed at me, "I am very grateful that he saved me. I knocked him out. It's not right for me, but I'm going to ask you why I knocked me out that day."

When I heard this, I suddenly became confused. I remember that Fujiwara San knocked me out. Fujiwara San said that Zhuo Bufei knocked him out. So what happened? Could it be that Zhuo Bufei knocked Fujiwara San to save me, but from Zhuo Bufei's expression, it was obvious that this was not the case.

As expected, Zhuo Bufei sneered, "I'll knock you out?" He looked at me, his eyes flashed with doubt.
Chapter completed!