Chapter 393

The sun in the west is setting slowly.

When the most distant sky in the west, that red also slowly disappeared, the night came.

The wind over the top of the mountain is obviously stronger and cooler.

Groups of mosquitoes, in their few days, work harder to breed and find food.

How many days after all, mosquitoes have not met Li Nanfang, such a great good man who sacrificed his life to feed tigers?

Lying on a bench made of green bricks, he sleeps like a dead dog, letting the mosquitoes bite him. He stands still. This is not a good man. Who else can be worthy of this title?

The mosquito didn't wake Li Nanfang. He was choked up by urine.

Under the starry sky, he untied his trousers along the autumn wind and peed as far away as possible. Seeing a bright water line falling with the wind, Li Nanfang had a sense of achievement.

Around the top of the mountain, there is a dark peace. On the road far away, there are lights shuttling back and forth from time to time. In the castle peak city far away, there are stars, like heaven.

The only one who didn't come to take the keepsake appeared. Didn't they follow him, or did they see that Mr. Li was too strong to show up?

Li Nanfang thinks it must be the latter.

The dead companion should be able to see the purpose of his coming to the wilderness. Before he is absolutely sure, Duan dare not act rashly.

Sitting on the green brick bench and leaning on the pillar, Li Nanfang lit a cigarette and looked at the more desolate southwest direction. He sighed: "Alas, the master is lonely, like snow."

When you are alone, there is no need to waste too much energy on pretending.

Find something meaningful to do. For example, call Lao Xie and tell me the origin of the three coppers.

Although he is not sure that old Xie can know the origin of copperplate, after all, he is used to big storms and waves, and can give Li Nanfang some advice.

Before Li Nanfang went to 800, there was only one fixed line telephone there.

But after he was bitten by a snake, Xie Qingshang got a mobile phone and encrypted the frequency through a military satellite.

So now he can call Lao Xie directly instead of calling his teacher's mother first and then asking her to call someone.

Now the business coverage network of big mobile is more and more powerful and perfect. Li Nanfang is in the wild mountains in the southwest suburbs, and the signal is still full.

After a few beeps from the mobile phone, a woman's impatient voice came: "what's the matter?"

It's Xue Xinghan.

Li Nanfang is clearly calling Lao Xie. Well, how did she answer? She doesn't respect men's privacy at all.

If Li Nanfang had to find out the person he was most afraid of, he must be Xue Xinghan.

In the past, every time he thought about this shrew, he would feel his ears hurt - but for more than ten years, she always twisted her ears, which formed a conditioned reflex.

"Ah, Aunt Xue."

Subconsciously, Li Nanfang quickly put down his right foot on the green brick stool, stopped his waist and bent slightly, his face full of respectful smile.

"Nonsense, it's not me. Who else can it be?"

"How about my fourth uncle Xie?"

"Washing my feet."

Dama Jindao squatted on the chair and let Lao Xie squat there to wash his feet. Xue Xinghan felt a sense of pride in vain.

Lao Xie only has a wry smile, but also wants to bump her head against the tree trunk. Why do you think I have to say that her food is not delicious?

Thinking of offending his wife, if you don't wash your feet, you don't want to go to bed tonight. Lao Xie really doesn't want others to know about it. He winks at Xue Xinghan and indicates to her to send away the little son in a few words and continue the warm boudoir private life of the couple. OK?

But the voice of the little bunny was clearly audible from the mobile phone: "Congratulations, aunt Xie. Thank you. Your husband and wife are really models of our generation. I only hope that I can become a woman like you. "

Xue Xinghan still knows how to save face for her husband. He interrupts him: "if you fart, let it go, or someone will become angry."

"Yes, yes, I'll put it right away."

Li Nanfang repeatedly agreed, and the conversation changed: "Aunt Xue, please ask Uncle Xie. I got three coppers today."

"Copper?"

Xue Xinghan slightly a Leng, said: "you wait."

The copperplate is not an alien product. Most people will not be surprised when they hear about it. But Xue Xinghan knows very well that if the origins of the three copperplates are not weird, Li Nanfang will not call Lao Xie specially.

Although she is a little domineering towards her husband, she knows very well that she should take a correct attitude when she has business.

Xie Qingshang stood up, wiped his hands, took the mobile phone and sat down on the chair Xue Xinghan had sat on. He said in a mild tone: "what copper?"

As soon as he asked this question, Xue Xinghan raised his feet, took off his shoes, put her feet in the bucket, and put a pair of hands no less than a young girl on his feet.

Xie Qingshang glanced at his wife, her eyes more tender and sweet.

Before marriage, Xue Xinghan was crying and chasing Lao Xie. He could do whatever he wanted. As long as you were willing to marry me, my aunt didn't care what clothes she wore and what posture she put on——

But after she gave birth to a son for Lao Xie's family, this status was like a fountain. She got up and trampled Lao Xie under her feet. Lao Xie was always ridiculed by his brothers and became the first wife of all ages.

A man's real fear of wife is because he loves her too much and is afraid of losing her. He will be submissive and obedient. It's no shame. All men who are afraid of wife should be proud.

Looking at his wife carefully washing his feet Xie Qing hurt, eyes slowly narrowed up.

Xue Xinghan can also hear what Li Nanfang says in her mobile phone. However, when Lao Xie calls, she will never interrupt. This is also her intelligence. Unlike some women, who are hurt by their husbands, they are domineering and want to go to the room to uncover tiles, which can only be slowly hated by men.

"I have heard the legend about this kind of copperplate before. The name of their organization is flame. It existed thousands of years ago and has a close relationship with the Central Plains. However, their active location is in Outer Mongolia. In modern times, I seldom come to the mainland. "

When Xue Xinghan put Xie Qing's injured right foot on his knee and took a nail clipper to trim his nails, he said faintly: "so, few people have heard of this mysterious organization. There's no news from Uncle Jinghong. It seems that their organization's death to Castle Peak, trying to assassinate Helan Xiaoxin, should be out of personal resentment. "

Li NanFang's voice, from the mobile phone, can be heard clearly: "but this matter involved me."

"You're on a mountain in the wilderness?"

"Yes."

Li Nanfang admires Lao Xie's observation. He can tell where he is just by hearing the wind sweeping the top of the mountain.

"You're going to that place to bring out your dead companion."

"Yes."

"Do you have to do this for Helan Xiaoxin?"

Xie Qingshang pondered a little and said: "their family, if they know your relationship with Zitong, should not have a good impression on you. What's more, she has some problems. "

"What's the problem?"

Li Nanfang was very clear about the meaning of Lao Xie's saying that he LAN Xiaoxin had some problems, so he came to be interested immediately.

"I don't know exactly."

Xie Qingshang lightly said: "but you Jinghong ten uncle once said that if one day Helan Xiaoxin really had an accident, it might not be a good thing."

The meaning of this sentence is very big.

The person who can make Jing Hongming say this is a cancer to the country. If you have surgery in front of you, you're afraid that it will cause cancer to spread. It can be done in secret. I'm not sure yet. That's why I hope that she can have an accident. It's a good thing for the country and the Helan family.

In view of Jing Hongming's current position, Li Nanfang was not qualified to inquire about it. He only explained with a smile: "at that time, her hand was cheap. She didn't want to be killed. She couldn't help it."

"Alas."

Xie Qingshang suddenly sighed and said a mindless word: "you are involved in this matter by her. It's your destiny."

"Uncle Xie, when did you believe in life?"

"It doesn't hurt to believe once in a while."

Xie Qingshang laughed and said, "be careful and try to keep a certain distance from her to avoid being dragged down by her."

"But she and Yue Zitong are very close."

Li Nanfang was a little distressed: "if I want to be obedient to Xiaojian and her side, I will inevitably come into contact with her."

"Then you should grasp the scale yourself."

After listening to Xie Qingshang's words, Li Nanfang thought that she had been fucked. What else is the standard of fart?

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Xie Qingshang added: "if the dead companion finds you, I suggest you have something to say with others, which means that this is a misunderstanding. Death, which is too easy to kill, is not an important role in the flame. If they don't want to make a big deal, they should be able to listen to you. "

"That's what I planned. He came here with a friendly and sincere heart to wait for them. Now, it's not waiting for anyone to come. "

Li Nanfang boasted to himself and then said with a smile, "fourth uncle, then I won't disturb your happy time. Please say hello to my teacher's mother for me. The old man doesn't need it. He can live for a thousand years without a curse. "

"Son of a bitch, does anyone talk like that?"

Old Xie laughed and turned off the phone.

When the mobile phone beeps, the smile on his face slowly converges and his eyebrows slightly wrinkle.

Xue Xinghan raised his head, looked at him and asked in a low voice, "it's time to come. Has it finally come?"

"It's time to come, at last."

Xie Qingshang nodded slightly and repeated this sentence.

When the couple said this, Li Nanfang also said, "Hey, it's time to come. Finally it's time to come."

A vague shadow, I don't know when, has been standing on the downhill path outside the ancient pavilion. The sky is full of stars, and I can see long hair rising.

This is a woman, tall, standing there motionless, like a ghost of the night coming out of the ground, with a trace of evil.

"It's windy outside. Come in and sit down?"

Li Nanfang warmly greets and puts his mobile phone on the green brick bench, so as to avoid falling out and breaking it when he starts later.

The woman did not speak, still standing there quietly, head down, let fly long hair, covered her face.

"Well, I'll go out and say."

Li Nanfang stepped out of the old Pavilion: "do you know? In fact, I wonder why women don't stay at home, wash and cook, watch their children and serve their husbands. They have to run out and do what men should do. It's like a man can't play without you. "