Old Nine Gates and Jun Changsheng

"Are you okay?" Er Yuehong suddenly raised her voice, "Old man!" Seeing the old man's reaction, Er Yuehong said to Zhang Qishan: "He may not be able to hear you."

"Yes! Hey, I'm talking to you!" Qi Tiezui also said.Seeing Tie Zui's impolite appearance, Song Xijun frowned slightly, but did not speak.

Er Yuehong waved her hand in front of the old man again: "He can't see either."

"Still blind." Qi Tiezui curled his lips, but the next second he yelled, "Hey! It hurts...it hurts...what are you doing, Mr. Xi! It hurts..."

Song Xijun grabbed Qi Tiezui's ear, his tone was flat but unquestionable: "Apologize..."

"Okay, okay, I apologize..." Qi Tiezui said pitifully, and then said to the old man, "Old man... I'm so sorry for the offense."

"Not sincere enough, I can't accept it." Song Xijun folded his arms around his chest and looked at Qi Tiezui indifferently.Qi Tiezui touched the ear that Song Xijun let go, and said again: "Old man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend!"

Er Yuehong reached out to pick up the string of bells that the old man had dropped on the ground before, and shook them lightly. The crisp ringing echoed in the mine tunnel. When the old man heard the sound of the bells, he pushed Er Yuehong away and ran away quickly!

"Follow!" Zhang Qishan said as he watched the old man leave.

"Hey, Master Buddha, this blind man..." Hearing these two words, Song Xijun's gaze lightly met Qi Tiezui's eyes, Qi Tiezui swallowed, and quickly changed his words, "Why is this old man running so fast? ?”

Zhang Qishan replied: "This old man is very familiar with the situation here, so we lost it too."

"That's right." Er Yuehong took out the bells, "Lord Buddha, look at this string of bells. If I'm not mistaken, this old man must be an old miner here. His eyes must have been stabbed blind by someone else."

"It must have been done by the Japanese. This mine was bought by the Japanese before." Zhang Qishan affirmed.Er Yuehong put away the bell: "Let's go further."

Zhang Qishan nodded: "Yes."

After walking not far, I saw the old man squatting in front of me, murmuring, I don't know what to say, Er Yuehong walked up to him and squatted down, only to hear him singing: "Zuo Zhi Take the bow, take the arrow to the right, and shoot it into the air."

"How could he sing this?" Er Yuehong wondered, then looked at Zhang Qishan, "Buddha, this is my family's song." Randomly, Er Yuehong seemed to feel something, shaking the old man's shoulders with both hands: "You How can you sing this? Who taught you? How can you sing this piece? Say it!"

Song Xijun walked over, knelt down, and stroked Er Yuehong's hand: "Calm down."

"Xijun, my family's ancestors have been here before, but none of them survived and all died. I really want to know what happened to them back then." Er Yuehong's tone was a little anxious.Song Xijun comforted the old man, turned his head to look at Er Yuehong, his eyes were calm and flat, his eyes were filled with two words, reason: "But if you lose your reason because of this, it's your fault, if you think about it, you still need reason. "

"You don't understand, you don't understand, I watched so many clansmen die here, but I don't even know what happened in the first place!" Er Yuehong looked a little depressed.But what he said touched a sore spot in Song Xijun's heart that had been buried deep in his heart.

"Er Yuehong, look at me." Song Xijun said calmly.Er Yuehong raised her head and bumped straight into Song Xijun's eyes. What kind of eyes did she have? Before, her eyes were full of happiness. Since she came back, her eyes have never been turbulent, like a pool of stagnant water. Now, her eyes are full of helplessness, sadness, self-blame, and heartache... Er Yuehong has never seen so many emotions in Song Xijun's eyes. Song Xijun's voice is very soft, as if someone breathes a little harder As if it would dissipate, she looked indifferent, showing no emotion: "Why don't I understand... when so many people die in front of me..."

Qi Tiezui sensed the oppressive atmosphere covering Song Xijun's body, and quickly changed the subject: "Buddha, I think this old man is a little out of his mind."

"This old man must have been trapped here for many years, and he has never had contact with outsiders." Zhang Qishan looked at the old man and said.

"Ah? Being...trapped in this mine, I...it's dark, dark, and extremely cramped. If I were a normal person, I'd be trapped and sick." Qi Tiezui expressed his surprise when he heard the news, and then Confused, "Eh? Why does he keep singing this line? It's weird."

Song Xijun said indifferently: "Second Lord, sing duet with him."

Qi Tiezui suddenly realized, and approached Er Yuehong: "Yes, Er Ye, hurry up and sing a duet with him! He still remembered this part of the play when he was unconscious, which shows that this part of the play is very important to him!"

Er Yuehong was stunned for a moment, thoughtfully, then sang: "Hold the bow on the left ~ take the arrow on the right ~ ~ shoot in the air ~"

The old miner suddenly stopped singing, his voice was extremely hoarse: "Three meters...three meters..."

"What?" Qi Tiezui looked puzzled.

"He seemed to say that he dug three meters." Er Yuehong said.

"Oh, look at this old man's madness, Master Buddha, Xijun, I don't think there is anything to ask." Qi Tiezui said discouragedly.Song Xijun didn't speak, but carefully took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of the old man's mouth.She didn't know why, but she felt faintly in her heart that this old man knew some secrets.

The old man pulled Song Xijun away suddenly, before leaving, he turned around and looked in Er Yuehong's direction, even though he couldn't see him, Song Xijun still felt him staying on his body.

"Hey, you old man, what are you doing!" Qi Tiezui's voice came from behind, full of anger.Then he chased after him, and Zhang Qishan also chose to follow.