"OK!" Wang Yao replied with a smile.
After all, the swords, the rain of blood, and the wind of blood could not last long. Ordinary and indifferent was the tone of most people's lives.
"Master, in fact, I really want to be your disciple," Jia Zizai said sincerely. He brought it up again.
Here it comes again!
"Your current state of mind is not suitable," Wang Yao said. "How about this? You can come back in a year."
"Will you accept me as your disciple then?"
"Not necessarily," Wang Yao said. "We'll see."
"That's good," Jia Zizai said. "Sir, do you have any remaining houses?"
"Why? Do you want to live here too?"
"Yes." This time, it was Hu Mei who answered. The two of them had discussed it before coming. It was Hu Mei's idea to live in the mountain village. She had been there once and thought it was good. Considering that her lover wanted to be Wang Yao's disciple from the bottom of her heart, if she could live there for a long time, it would definitely be good. Feelings could be cultivated slowly.
"There are houses, but there are a lot of rules to live here," Wang Yao said. "It is not as free as you think. What happened in the past has to be completely cut off. We can't bring any trouble to this village."
Zhong Liuchuan had once provoked several killers. Now, there were two more people with similar experiences. Wang Yao had heard from Zhong Liuchuan that these two people had done far more and worse things than he had. No one was sure what they would bring.
This was a quiet and peaceful mountain village. No one could disturb the peaceful life here. That was the most basic requirement.
"We promise that if there are any problems, the two of us will solve them. We won't bring any trouble to this village."
"Well, go and find the village secretary," Wang Yao said. "He knows which houses here are vacant."
"Thank you, Sir," Hu Mei said.
"Have a cup of tea," Wang Yao said. "He should still be with the village committee."
"Let's go and ask him," Jia Zizai said.
The two of them finished all the tea in their cups and left the clinic.
"Master, who are these two people?" Pan Jun, who had been waiting at the side, asked.
"Two people with stories," Wang Yao said. "Liuchuan, go and ask them about their situation over there."
"Yes, sir."
"Do you work the night shift?"
"Nope."
"Then don't leave. Why don't you stay here and have dinner together?" Wang Yao said.
"Alright."
In the village committee, Wang Jianli was smoking in the yard. Two people came. The man was a little slovenly, and the woman was very beautiful. She was unforgettable.
"Hello, may I ask if Secretary Wang Jianli is here?"
"That's me. Why are you looking for me?" Wang Jianli asked.
"Well, are there any old houses in this village? I want to buy two houses here," Jia Zizai said.
"Buy houses?" Wang Jianli asked. "What's wrong with these city people? The people in the village are struggling to live in the city, but they actually came to the village to buy houses."
Now, most of the big houses in the village were in a state of idleness. Because they had signed a replacement agreement with the Sun Group, the ownership of these houses now belonged to the Sun family. The son of the Sun family made it clear that all the Sun family's things in the village would be handed over to Wang Yao. No, it should be said that they would be given to him. In fact, Sun Yunsheng had put these things under Wang Yao's name through legal means, but Wang Yao was not aware of this. However, Wang Jianli knew because Sun Yunsheng had specifically looked for him for this matter. Now, he was just a person on the surface. The houses were handled by him, but he had to get Wang Yao's consent in advance.
"Yes, we want to live here."
"Live here?"
"Yes, the scenery here is good, and the people are simple. We all like it here."
"Hey, it's really strange!" At the beginning, Wang Jianli only thought that they would buy two houses here and come here to relax when they were free. He did not expect that they would live here for a long time.
"Wait a minute, I'll ask."
Wang Jianli let them into the house, then went into the inner room and called Wang Yao.
"Uncle, what's the matter?"
"Yao, there are two strangers here to buy houses. I'm not at ease!" Wang Jianli said.
On the other end of the phone, Wang Yao confirmed that it was Jia Zizai and Hu Mei.
"Uncle, they have been here," Wang Yao said. "I think we can sign an agreement with them. If there is a problem, let them go."
"Well, that's fine!" Wang Jianli thought for a while.
"Wait, I'll make an agreement first."
"Okay, then we'll come back tomorrow?" Jia Zizai looked at the time and felt that it was probably impossible to do it in the afternoon.
"Okay, how about tomorrow morning?"
In the evening, Wang Yao treated them to a meal in a restaurant in the village. They all drank a little.
Pan Jun asked someone to take them back. Jia Zizai and Hu Mei did not leave. They stayed in the house next to Zhong Liuchuan's.
At night, lying on the bed, Jia Zizai stretched and said, "Oh, it's so quiet here!"
"It's good." Hu Mei leaned in Jia Zizai's arms.
"Let's go get the certificate tomorrow," Jia Zizai suddenly said.
"Are you serious?" Hu Mei propped herself up and looked into Jia Zizai's eyes.
"Of course, it's true. Wait a minute." Jia Zizai picked up the phone and looked at it carefully.
"Look, tomorrow is still an auspicious day. It's settled then!"
"Jia Zizai, I love you!"
"Haha!"
It was a romantic night.
In the early morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Thousands of miles away, in southern Yunnan …
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going out for a walk."
"Your condition is still unstable. You need to rest!" The old man looked at the middle-aged man. His face was very pale.
"Oh, I'm just moving around. It's okay." The middle-aged man walked out of the room with a hat. He moved his body a little. He went to a Chinese medicine shop in the county and asked for some herbs. He returned to the place where he recuperated. He asked the old man for a stove, clay pots, and other cooking utensils. He then got busy.
"What are you doing?" the old man asked curiously.
"Making medicine."
"You know how to make medicine too?"
The old man asked. "I've traveled extensively over the years, so I've seen some," the middle-aged man said.
The middle-aged man with a pale face worked for a whole day. He didn't stop to rest until the evening. In this way, he had been busy for two days. He made some pills, ointment, and medicine.
"Unfortunately, there's not enough time!" His face was a little pale. It was not visible if one didn't look carefully.
"Sir, thank you for the past few days." He went out and came back. He gave the old man an envelope.
"Oh, no, no, no, I was asked to do this."
"Take it." The man left the money.
"I'm going out for a walk."
"OK, take care." The old man knew that he was going to leave.
He had already memorized the map in his mind. He drove to the edge of the jungle. He carried his bag and entered the dense jungle.
As soon as he entered the jungle, his movements were much faster. It seemed that he was quite familiar with the jungle. He was in a hurry. He was in a hurry. He was competing with death. He rushed all the way to the place recorded in his mind.
On the way, he also picked some wild herbs. When he rested, he simply processed them and ate them. Those herbs were helpful to his body. They could suppress the erosion of the toxins.
A day had passed without him noticing. At night, the jungle was dark. He was still hurrying.
Cough, cough, cough. He forcibly suppressed the cough. Blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth.
"I have to go faster!"
A few days ago, he had accepted life and death. He was relaxed because he knew he was going to die. He was willing to go back to his hometown to die. Now, he knew that there was a glimmer of hope. He wanted to grasp it tightly. Therefore, he took the risk. His past experience, his fighting spirit, and his ruthlessness all came back at that moment.
"It's a good ending to die in this jungle."
In the morning, he arrived in front of a tall mountain. The mountain was densely packed.
"This is it!"
He slowed down his footsteps.
Hmm?
He suddenly bent down. There were several bullet shells on the ground.
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