Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

I believe in fortune-telling, but I don’t believe in fate.

If a person knows the good and bad fortune of his second half of life in advance through fortune-telling, he can either eat and enjoy every day and wait for wealth to come, or live in fear every day for fear of a catastrophe. A person's fate will change with the fortune environment and his own behavior. The fortune-telling may be accurate and the final result may not change, but the process has changed.

For example, take a chopstick, put it on the ground, and let an ant crawl from one end of the chopstick to the other end. At the same time, tell the ant that your fate is to be stepped on to death when you crawl to the other end, and if you don't crawl, you will be stepped on to death immediately.

Next, if the ant walks in a straight line, it will soon reach the end.

However, if the ant starts crawling in another direction, it deliberately makes a big circle and finally crawls to the other end of the chopstick when its life is about to end. This can be considered as completing its life.

The result remains the same, but the process has changed.

It can be said that the fate of the ant has changed.

This is what is called reading books without believing in them, and fortune-telling without believing in them.

The words of the Jingmen people can’t scare me. As I get older, I have my own understanding of fate.

.......

After leaving Fengbo Pavilion, the sect leader did not follow me, so I looked back.

It stood in the pavilion and watched me go, perhaps it was recalling the poem I improvised.

Without a raincoat or an umbrella, I walked on the road in the rain for more than ten minutes and hailed a taxi.

"Hello, where are you going?"

"Go up the viaduct in the south of the city first."

When we were almost there, I changed my words and said, "Master, let's not go up the viaduct. Turn right after the traffic light."

"Don't worry, Master. The road is slippery in the rain. Please drive slowly."

After saying that, I stared at the rearview mirror intently to observe the situation behind me.

"Master, please follow the No. 2 bus in front."

Seeing the bus slowly stop, I immediately got out of the taxi and got on the night bus around the lake as quickly as possible.

Ten minutes later, I changed trains again and took another taxi to the bus station, and finally took an early bus back to Chun'an. On the way, I wanted to call my boss, but my phone automatically turned off due to low battery.

At around six in the morning, I arrived at the guesthouse where Xiaoyang was staying.

I looked at the cars parked around and didn't see the car that Shit Wuchang and the other two drove away. I had a bad feeling.

When I arrived at the room, I reached out and knocked on the door.

no response.

The door was not locked and opened with a little effort.

Everything was cleaned very well, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and the table was wiped spotless. There was no sign of Xiaoyang, nor was there the black cat that we asked Xiaoyang to take care of.

strangeness....

Suddenly, I saw a piece of paper stuck on the wall above the bedside table. There was a downward arrow drawn on the paper, and three puppies were drawn in sloppy strokes below the arrow.

I went downstairs to ask the front desk.

"Hello, may I ask if we have room 333?"

The front desk said no and I left immediately.

Walking west along the asphalt path in front of the hotel for about twenty minutes, I saw another guesthouse.

I went up to the third floor, found room 333, and knocked on the door.

I knocked four more times, this time two light and two heavy.

This time, the door was opened a tiny crack.

Through the crack in the door, I saw a pair of eyes full of "caution".

"come on in!"

Xiaoyang locked the door immediately after I went in.

Seeing me, Xiao Yang said excitedly: "Brother Feng! I knew you could understand the code I left behind! You taught me all that!"

In that painting, the dog represents a word, which is "Woof".

The code words representing numbers in the underworld.

First rate, two months, three dogs, four rules, five middles, six people, seven hearts, eight cards, nine loves, ten, so it means three dogs, woof woof woof, 333.

"Xiaoyang, why are you hiding here?"

He immediately said, "Because of the recording you sent me, Brother Feng! I listened to it. Although I didn't understand the situation, I felt that something was wrong, so I moved away that night. I didn't dare to contact you actively because I was afraid that someone would use me to target you."

My own business.

I didn't know Xiaoyang had changed the place without my permission. It was right for him to be careful, but the address I left for the Rescue Master was the previous guesthouse.

"Xiaoyang, has an old monk ever come to see you?"

"No Brother Feng, I haven't seen anyone since I moved here two days ago."

"Meow...."

At this moment, I suddenly heard a cat's meow. I turned around and saw a black cat crawling out from under the quilt on the bed and stretching.

"Wait here, I'll be back soon."

Back at the previous guesthouse, I asked the front desk if a monk had come yesterday.

The reply I got was no, so I left a phone number with the front desk and asked them to contact me if they saw an old monk.

Now there are three possibilities.

One is that the Rescuer got lost on the way and couldn't find this place. After all, he was old and not very skilled in driving.

Second, the Rescuer of Suffering took the initiative to contact the Old Martial Arts Association while carrying the seriously injured Shit Wuchang and the unconscious little girl... This possibility cannot be ruled out. If this is the case, the two of them will definitely be in danger.

Third, the Savior Master took them to another place. If so, where did the three of them go...

After this contact, I feel that except for the young Taoist priest, the people of Jingmen are not good people either. The leader of Jingmen, like Zhuge Qing, definitely has some purpose of his own to achieve. Now that I have left the tofu shop, I dare to say that it is possible that the Taoist priest suddenly went crazy and ran away... and it is related to Jingmen.

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"Brother Feng, there is blood on your clothes."

I looked down and said it was okay, it was someone else's blood.

"Brother Feng, you look very haggard. What happened? What does the recording you sent me represent?"

I shook my head and patted Xiaoyang's shoulder hard: "It's nothing, that recording is useless, delete it later. You are very thoughtful in considering things. If I had been as cautious as you were, I could have avoided a lot of trouble. How is your health?"

"All right."

Xiao Yang jumped twice on the spot and said, "It has no effect at all. It feels the same as before."

"Silly boy, how can that be the same? Don't say such self-deceiving words. We are both men, shouldn't I know that? I am also half your master, of course I am worried about you. Do you have a split when you go to the toilet now?"

"what?"

Xiao Yang hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile: "No way, Brother Feng, it's like removing the faucet from a water pipe and replacing it with a fire valve, which doesn't affect the release of water."

"Do you have a universal charger?"

"Have."

"My phone is out of battery and turned off. Please help me charge it."

I lay flat on his bed, looking at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Xiaoyang quickly helped me charge the battery. He moved a chair to sit next to the bed and whispered, "Brother Feng, I have found out the names, ages, and identities of the gang that killed my parents and uncle."

"What!? How did you know?"

I was startled by his sudden words.

"Wait... Let me guess! Did you find a first-line gangster in Shandong in that QQ group, and then lied that you had a business and needed help, and through contact with them, you got the information of a gangster who killed your parents and uncle, and finally got to know the others through that gangster?"

In my opinion, Xiaoyang never leaves his house and stays in the guesthouse all day to recuperate. The only thing that connects him to the outside world is his mobile phone, and the country's largest QQ group of amateur enthusiasts on his phone is the only possibility.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yang shook his head after hearing this: "Brother Feng, I not only know the identities of those people, but I also know their approximate movements over the past two years, and I also know the situations of their families."

"how did you do it?"

"Meow...."

Xiaoyang waved his hand and the black cat jumped onto his lap.

Xiao Yang stroked the cat's head back and forth and whispered, "It's very simple. Use money to buy it. Two hundred thousand to buy a person's information, and you will know it quickly."

"Your parents are gone, and that money is what your uncle left for your future living expenses! You spent it all?"

Xiao Yang nodded and said, "There were five people in that gang. We spent one million. I think it was worth it."

Maybe I caught a cold from being caught in the rain, I suddenly have a headache.

"Brother Feng, I have another plan."

"what's the plan?"

Xiao Yang lowered his head and looked at Black Cat. He said calmly, "I want to join them in the future, and then one by one, let them all die in accidents."