The group of them left the restaurant in a hurry and walked into the Red Valley Bay Path. The big black man said gratefully to Xiang Wentian,"Brother Xiang, you will be my big brother in the future. If Brother Xiang has any problems, just tell me to do it.”
Brother Monkey and the others also said," Brother Xiang, you're the real boss. If you don't mind us, we'll all follow you." When the blonde heard this, he said happily,""Boss, our strength has grown again.”
"It's still growing? Do you think it's a period of revolution where you need to recruit troops?”Xiang Wentian tapped Goldie's head with his finger and smiled." Blackie, Brother Monkey, you don't have to think like this. The past is in the past. Don't take it to heart. Anyone who sees today's incident will feel indignant. I'm still very happy that you can say that. There was no need to be a boss. As long as everyone needed help in the future, it was enough to help each other.”
"Boss, if it weren't for your help today, Juan Zi and I wouldn't have been able to escape. We will never forget this great kindness!" The big black man said sincerely.”
When Hei Zi said that, the woman called Juan Zi also looked at him gratefully. Xiang Wentian could clearly feel the sincerity of Hei Zi and the woman. He smiled and said,"Hei Zi, what I said is also the truth. It's fate that we can work together. Even if we meet by chance, we will still pull out our swords to help you when we meet you. If you think I'm suitable to be your friend, then I'm your friend. Don't take the rest to heart.”
This time, Brother Monkey really had a whole new level of respect for this foreign young man. He repeatedly said," As long as Brother Xiang doesn't mind, I'll be happy." The big black man immediately called him boss, just like the yellow-haired guy.
Xiang Wentian wanted to stop them, but seeing that they were sincere, he didn't force them to stop. Brother Monkey was older, so he called him Brother Xiang. When they returned to the construction site, he said to them,"You guys go in first. I'll go to that restaurant to take a look.”
"Boss, if we go back now, will we run into those two?" The boss is kind enough to let us go."
The yellow-haired guy didn't voice out his worries. They all knew what he was worried about. Xiang Wentian smiled and said,"Don't worry, I won't show my face in the shop. I'll just go to the vicinity to take a look. Even if something happens, I'll call the police. These are all things that the police should be involved in.”
With his words, they were relieved and did not object. Xiang Wentian quietly rushed to the restaurant. Sure enough, there were about a dozen hooligan-like people at the entrance of the small restaurant. However, it seemed that there was no big commotion. It seemed that it was really as the shop owner had said. They had to spend more protection fees. It was just that the shop owner had spent more money.
Seeing that there was nothing going on here, Xiang Wentian slowly walked towards the small bridge. He had heard the old man's words clearly. He still could not understand what the old man meant. Could it be that there was really a strange expert who lived in seclusion in the city that he had encountered? Or was he trying to make fun of her?
At this time, Xiang Wentian naturally hoped that the heavens would send one or two extraordinary people to help him. He had mustered up the courage to wander around Shenzhou because he wanted to make a name for himself and realize his dream. However, after these days of real-life lessons, he understood that in this city that others said was full of gold, it was probably a little wishful thinking for a person like him to want to make a name for himself. It was a rare opportunity! Even if a hero had a pair of hands that could split the heavens and earth, they were afraid that they would not be able to use them.
Xiang Wentian, who had read many novels, sometimes imagined that he might have a fortuitous encounter, or that he could use his skills and be appreciated by others. From then on, he could rise to fame. Unfortunately, such a good thing could only be done in his dreams so far. He did not even have the mood to dream about it. It was important to fill his stomach.
Arriving at the familiar bridge, Xiang Wentian couldn't help but look up at the red hill to the northeast of the bridge. The bright red hill was like a charming young woman who always inspired young people like him to fight for it. If he could have his own place in such a big city, how wonderful would that be!
The bluestone bridge had a slightly curved bridge deck and knee-length guardrails on both sides. It was impossible to see what patterns were carved on it, but from the wear and tear on it, one could tell that the bridge was very old. The bridge, which bore the weight of time, witnessed the vicissitudes of the past and the glory of today's metropolis.
A stream of water flowed under the small bridge. The wind from the fields on both sides of the river blew past, and the fresh air of the river blew against his face. The river from the deep mountains in the southeast corner flowed around Shenzhou and into the Red River further away, becoming an endless vein of the Red River. Small bridges, flowing water, and houses. All of this seemed to be telling Xiang Wentian that the prosperity of the city was also connected with the tranquility of the countryside. The flickering village in the distance was even more telling. With this endless and vast background, the prosperity of the city would not have the hidden worries of a castle in the air.
From the bridge to the east, a cement road that had been built in recent years extended endlessly into the darkness. The road was wider than the bridge. During the day, Xiang Wentian could see that this road was connected to the distant villages. At this end, it was connected to a small road that crossed the river.
Standing on the small bridge, Xiang Wentian seemed to be able to feel the faint feelings of his hometown. A bright moon hung in the sky, accompanied by many stars that were constantly flickering. With the contrast of the stars, the bright moon appeared for thousands of miles. The light shone brightly. The difference was that at this moment, he was no longer separated from Sally by thousands of rivers and mountains. It was as if the two of them were sharing the bright moon of this city. Perhaps Sally's beautiful figure was in a tall building in this city. Perhaps she was also looking out from the railing like him, looking at the endless sky, the boundless blue sky.
Due to the relatively remote location of the bridge, there were not many cars passing by. He could vaguely hear the chirping of birds in the distance. Xiang Wentian's thoughts drifted far away as he caressed every guardrail of the bridge. He thought of the things that happened when he was studying, the things that happened when he joined the work force, the life he had in Shenzhou these days, the high spirits when he was studying, the feathers on the ground when he worked for a few years, and the various depression he had encountered when he came to Shenzhou. Where was his future path? What was the purpose of his life?
The murmuring river, the small curved bridge, the gentle south wind, and the seemingly non-existent noise of the city were all accompanied by such a young man who was lost. His life was not ideal, and it made Xiang Wentian, who had always advocated an active life, feel very bad. Who had seen the moon by the river? When did the moon on the river first shine on people? He wondered who would wander under the bright moon that shone on him tonight. Would the person who looked at the same bright moon feel the same way as him?
After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Wentian followed his train of thought and walked far away along the river. When he realized it, he remembered the old man's promise to meet at the bridge at twelve o'clock. As he walked back, the bright moon above his head was slightly slanted. In the middle of the small bridge, the old man collecting garbage was squatting on the guardrail. There was a yellow pipe in his mouth, and the sparks on the pipe were flickering. Xiang Wentian felt that it was the flickering mood of the old man, although he could not see any anger on the old man's face under the bright moon.
Seeing that the old man was silent, Xiang Wentian said softly with a guilty conscience,"I, I'm here."
The old man didn't look at him. He just looked at the flowing water. Just like how he was thinking about his emotions just now, he took a puff of his cigarette and knocked the yellow pipe on the guardrail of the small bridge. A strand of burnt tobacco floated out of the bamboo pipe. The sparks on the ground were extinguished in a short time.
Only then did the old man stand up, lift his butt, and leave the guardrail. He turned his head to look at him and said in an uncertain tone,"Young man, you have to be punctual when you promise the old man. Come back at this time tomorrow night.”
After saying that, the old man hung the pipe on his waist and walked away. Looking at the old man's back, Xiang Wentian actually didn't have the urge to explain. From the beginning to the end, he was confused by the old man's actions. What kind of old man was this? Why did he treat him like this? Why should she listen to him? It seemed like he couldn't tell what this person was capable of.
The old man's back was engulfed in the darkness. Xiang Wentian still hadn't come back to his senses. He couldn't understand why he was so stupid to come here and listen to the other party's lecture. The strange thing was that he had clearly come here a long time ago, but he didn't think of explaining to the other party. He was sure that the old man definitely didn't come earlier than him.
A strange thought slowly rose in Xiang Wentian's heart. After reading the " Records of the Historian ", he unconsciously connected the old man in front of him with the legendary old man. Could it be that this old man also had the ability to teach him a Wordless Heavenly Book? However, modern society was not like ancient times. Even if there was a wordless heavenly book, it was probably not worth it today. A real man wanted to achieve something. How could he rely on a book to teach everything?
Xiang Wentian felt that his own thoughts were a little funny. However, he did not keep his promise today. At least, he did not arrive at the bridge on time according to the old man's instructions. This was his mistake, so he should be criticized. Tomorrow, tomorrow night, he would be on time. No, he had to arrive a little earlier, just like Zhang Liang. He was not only a child who could be taught, but he also wanted to see what the old man had to say. He should not think that he was a young man. It was as if he did not know how to keep his word. He was not such a person. A gentleman's promise was worth a thousand gold.
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