"Did you see a chi dragon in the summer of 1998?"

I opened my eyes suddenly and looked up at the watery moonlight outside through the gap in the ventilation window.

The words of that strange man made me feel frightened till now.

He said that he and his accomplices would be waiting for me in the library. In an hour or two, it would be night and dawn, and I didn't know if I should go to work as usual.

But his tone was so sure, it seemed like I didn't even have a chance to refuse.

The wild cat outside was making annoying calls one after another. I gradually understood where his confidence came from: all my information is in other people's hands. If I don't go to the library, he will come to my house. If I run away from home, he will come to my house.

, in more than a week, school will start again, and I will still be in his hands after all.

In fact, under my panic and anxiety, there was still a little bit of curiosity. I really wanted to know what happened to that dragon and why it never appeared again in the following years.

No parent can help me make a decision. I think since the result is the same whether I cooperate or not, I might as well take some initiative on my own and slowly untie the knot in my heart.

I climbed out of bed and found the 502 from the greasy and black toolbox, glued it on the soles, and pressed it firmly under the table. Prices were getting more and more expensive, and I hadn’t saved up enough money to buy new shoes, and the road in Jiuli Mountain was full of potholes.

These shoes are probably gone forever.

There was still a small milky white crescent moon hanging in the bright sky. I ran all the way to the library, stepped up the stairs in three steps and two steps, took out the key and flicked it. The sensor light came on, and also illuminated a door leaning against the door.

Figure!

"Wow!"

I screamed in fright, and all the lights in the corridor turned on!

"You scared me to death..." The figure stood up, stroking his heart, and I realized that this was exactly what the weirdo looked like yesterday.

"You scared me to death, okay! Sleeping here without saying a word so early in the morning will kill you!" I almost had a cardiac arrest, so I pushed him away angrily, opened the door and walked in.

He rubbed his eyes and put down his bag, raised his legs and stepped on the table, turned over and lay down on the table to continue sleeping.

The table in the library has never been treated like this! Before I could recover from the shock, I pressed my head against my head again, opened my mouth and yelled: "What are you doing, this is not a hotel, get down here!"

"Isn't it time to go to work yet? They are coming soon, call me when they arrive."

"you!"

I was secretly annoyed that I shouldn't have come so early. Suddenly I thought of the way he squatted on the roadside yesterday and asked, "You didn't sleep at the door all night, did you?"

He didn't say a word, lying on his back on the square table with his eyes closed tightly and his mouth open. I resisted and didn't stuff the smelly rag in.

This scoundrel and coward is obviously not a good person. The plainclothes policeman should be upright. The FBI would not catch up on his sleep on the table in the public library. If he is a gangster, he should not be so free and loose. It is inexplicable!

I called him for a long time but he still didn't respond. I had no choice but to write a sick note on the table. Anyway, there were never any readers in the morning, so when his accomplices came, I would risk everything. I had no money and no sex.

It won’t cost me my life!

But gradually I felt that the atmosphere was very strange. He slept as quietly as if he was dead. I felt like I was staring at him as if I were paying homage to his body. I couldn't help but walk over and put my finger under his nose to test it.

breath.

"Gan Sazi!"

Suddenly there was a voice from behind. I shook my hand and poked it directly into the weirdo's nostril!

……Disgusting!

The weirdo was so shocked that he pulled my hand away and sat up straight.

Well done, this timing is so subtle!

As soon as I turned around, I knew that his accomplices were coming. Our library would not have such a strange group of people coming in:

The one who made the sound was an old man with long flowing hair and a goatee, who looked as handsome as an artist. Behind him was a wretched and thin man who poked his head into the air. They took two steps into the door, and then followed them, like a stupid winter melon, in a daze.

The glasses brother.

"Hey, here we come." The weirdo let go of my hand and greeted them warmly.

The handsome uncle gestured to my height and looked at the weirdo in confusion: "Is it her?"

"Um."

The thin man immediately said "Hey" and circled around me.

I unconsciously stood on tiptoe.

"You really can't tell from a one-inch photo that this little kid is so short!" The handsome uncle spoke authentically of Trump. He looked quite amiable, but put on a fierce expression and said, "I hope you don't have any evil intentions.

We only ask you to do one favor: lead the way to Jiuli Mountain and show us where you saw the dragon."

"How did you find out about our village? How did you know that a dragon appeared there? Who are you?" I spoke out the questions in my heart like a machine gun.

"You're not much taller than the table, and you talk so much nonsense!" The thin man lit a cigarette, crossed his legs and took two puffs, looking down on me.

...I was speechless and swallowed. Although I am less than 150cm tall with shoes on, I can't poke people's pain so directly!

"Little kid, let me explain a few things to you first: First of all, I want you to lead the way honestly. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Don't guess what you shouldn't guess. It's best to treat yourself as a mute. Secondly, we have a lot of people.

Important things, big things have to be done, so you'd better take care of yourself and don't cause trouble; thirdly, your household registration and student status are all in my hands, don't think about it or have any evil intentions, otherwise you will definitely

It’s not going to end well!” Uncle Xiaosa calmed me down with a few words. I was trembling a little, so I could only nod my head in a very obedient and obedient manner.

"Fourth..." He saw that I was a little scared, touched my head again to make me relax, and then gave the weirdo a wink.

The weirdo took out a shrunken white plastic bag from his arms, unbuttoned it and poured it on the table - dazzling red bills and coins of various denominations were scattered out.

This...is his wallet?!

He counted out five crumpled red tickets and handed them to me, then opened my side pocket and poured all the one-cent and ten-cent coins into it.

This trick of the handsome uncle is called the combination of kindness and power! I am really jealous of money, 500 yuan is enough for my rent, water and electricity next month!

I held Grandpa Mao in my hand and slowly turned around in my mind, and asked tremblingly: "If I take you up the mountain and find the dragon from before, everything will be fine, right? You won't kill me, right?"

Do you want to silence me?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you right away, so hurry up!" The thin man put out his cigarette butt on the bookcase, threw it on the ground, slapped me on the back, and pushed me out the door.

With my whole body tense, I led the group of four of them swaying along the road. Their equipment seemed too strange to us ordinary people, and attracted the attention of the old ladies who were jogging in the morning.

Fortunately, I didn't ask any questions, so they didn't have any ill intentions toward me. They even treated me to breakfast on the way, and I gradually felt more relaxed.

Above the head, the dark red characters "Jiuli Mountain Ancient Battlefield" carved on the cliff of the mountain pass look solemn and heavy in the early morning sunshine. After the demolition of my hometown, I haven't been here for many years. I haven't seen you in a few years.

Are you ok?

Everything seems to be the same, but the person who grew up with me is no longer there.

While I was thinking about my thoughts, I led a group of people on a detour, walking along a winding path towards the back mountain, where there was an abandoned gravel field.

It was my childhood playground and the fastest route into the mountains.

When I was a child, my father and I lived at the foot of a mountain. The mountain was completely empty, with only a stretch of barren rocks and strange legends to scare children. I don’t know what the feng shui was, but ancient tombs were clustered together in the mountain.

Several famous ancient tombs include Guishan Han Tomb, Huoshan Han Tomb, Tianqi Han Tomb, and the newly developed Jiashan and Sushan Han Tombs...

In the gravel field, the stone fragments scattered on the ground are sharp and fragile, and you will be scratched if you fall if you are not careful. The only ones who dare to go up the mountain to play without telling the adults are a few brave children in our village.

I asked them to tie their shoelaces, stretch their muscles, and start climbing up the mountain one by one following my route.

The weirdo was following me very close. I looked back and saw that he just raised his head and wanted to grab the solid stone peak.

The moment our eyes met, I thought I was dazzled.

The sun's rays illuminated the upper half of his face, and the bangs on the left side were pushed aside. I was finally able to see his face and eyes clearly.

The weirdo's left eye was dotted with the light of the sun, reflecting my shadow and two pupils.

Two pupils!!

I was stunned for a moment and almost slipped down.

"What are you two doing? You made me look like a fool!" The thin man spat in protest.

The weirdo was stunned for a moment, then helped me to steady myself, and then lowered his head.

"You, you, you...your contact lenses are too scary!" I grabbed his trouser leg and complained.

"Stop shouting at the top of your lungs, it's such a big deal!" The thin man followed closely, urging the weirdo to continue walking, without forgetting to roll his eyes at me.

I thought something was wrong, there is no eye with only one contact lens! Could it be a fake eye? Or is it a disease?

He always lowers his head, hunches his back, and looks like he is not looking at people. Is it to cover his left eye?

I haven't come back to my senses, and I couldn't calm down for a long time. Suddenly I remembered that I had seen this description of two pupils in a book in the library.

This is the legendary double eye!

In historical records, several figures with double pupils are heroes and sages, such as Xiang Yu.

By the way, the weirdo is looking for Overlord Xiang Yu's treasure.
Chapter completed!