Gu Qing squatted on the edge of the mountain road at the entrance of the village, yawning boredly watching the ants move. He held a small shovel in his hand and waited patiently for the ants to dig up their homes after they moved, capturing a fat and white ant queen alive.

When you are bored, you will pass the boring time and have no purpose. Gu Qing set a goal for himself today to use the morning to capture the Ant Queen alive. If he has not captured it at noon, he will ask the passing villagers to deliver food to him, and in short, he will capture the Ant Queen.

Then you can have a pleasant nap in the afternoon, sleep until the evening, and then go to the porcelain kiln on the mountain to sway, pretend to give me some advice, hum and say a few words, go down the mountain to prepare dinner when it is dark, if Zhang Huaiyu is there, you can make some barbecue and drink some wine with her after dinner, chat around the world until the willows on the moon, and then yawn to go to Song Gensheng's house to sleep. If Zhang Huaiyu mysteriously disappears again, it will be even more beautiful. After eating, he lie on the bed and sleeps until dawn.

Life is like a pig, but Gu Qing felt very happy. He lived too hastily in his previous life, and he didn't feel that half of his life had anything besides being busy and making money. He had no love, friendship and family. He lived alone by his money. The problem was that he didn't make enough money. He could not spend money or buy a luxury car or a luxury house. After more than 30 years of work, it seemed like an inconspicuous migratory bird flew across the sky without leaving any trace.

In this life, Gu Qing doesn't want to repeat his previous life.

Money needs to be made, but you can’t get into the eyes of money. Friends need to be made, but you can’t make too much money. Social favors are too troublesome. God lets him travel through this strange world and give him a chance to live again. It must be of profound meaning. Perhaps the sky in this life will leave a trace of his own, which will last for thousands of years.

As for love, this one can be gone.

Spreading his hands, Gu Qing showed a misty smile. I have a wife and concubine, what do you want to do with love? Do you marry a wife and steal the quilt from me in the middle of the night?

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The workers had moved some tiny food into a small hole one after another. Gu Qing was energetic and stared at the small hole. After they moved, Gu Qing planned to search the house and destroy the clan, and teach them what disasters meant from the sky and what a bolt from the blue.

A pair of square-toed cloth boots with a rather luxurious texture appeared in front of Gu Qing. He was so desperate that he stepped on the hole. The ants ran around in panic. The results of the hard work of waiting for the morning were destroyed.

Gu Qing was furious and looked up at him. A middle-aged man in a silk shirt was smiling at him.

"Is Xiao Langjun a fellow villager in Shiqiao Village? Can you ask you for someone?" The middle-aged man said politely.

Gu Qing threw away the small shovel in his hand, stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and looked at the group of people again.

The middle-aged man should be the leader, and a scholar who was faintly half of his shoulder next to him looked respectful. He should be a follower. As for the dozen or so people in ordinary clothes but strong physiques in the back, they should be a follower guard who was one level lower than the follower.

"Who did you ask?" Gu Qing had a little temper, and the family search and genocide activities that had been waiting for the whole morning were in vain.

"Is there a boy named Song Gensheng in Gui Village?" The middle-aged man gestured and said, "It's probably a little shorter than me, a little thinner, at the age of sixteen or seventeen..."

The middle-aged man has a good memory. Yesterday, he only looked at Song Gensheng in the restaurant for a few glances and remembered his characteristics.

Gu Qing suddenly realized that she thought that Song Gensheng's inscription on the county town yesterday had achieved results, but he immediately had a literati who came to see him.

Then Gu Qing felt strange again. It was a good thing for a literati to come to visit, but why did you bring a group of magnificent and big followers and guards to do? No matter how you look, you don’t look like you make friends with literary friends, but you’re like you’re throwing paint on your door to collect debts.

So Gu Qing immediately became alert. Although he didn't know what purpose they had for Song Gensheng, he would never be wrong in planning ahead. Before the situation was clear, don't be too honest. Answer whatever others asked. Only idiots like Song Gensheng would do this.

Gu Qing immediately said without hesitation: "I know this person."

The middle-aged man said happily: "Please give me some advice on where his mansion is located, can it be?"

Gu Qing blinked and suddenly raised his arm and pointed directly in front of him.

Right in front is a mountain, the highest and deepest mountain around Shiqiao Village.

"Song Gensheng went into the mountain to collect herbs. Several distinguished guests can find him in the mountain. He has just entered the mountain and if he walks faster, he should be able to catch up with him." Gu Qing said without changing his face.

The middle-aged man was stunned: "Collection of herbs? Isn't he a scholar?"

"His family has been practicing medicine for generations, so they often go to the mountains to collect herbs and study in their spare time." Gu Qing said half-true and half-fake.

"Medical books are passed down from generation to generation, no wonder this man is humble and extraordinary," the middle-aged man suddenly realized, looked at Gu Qing with a smile, and said, "Before I asked the little man's name, I saw you neither humble nor arrogant, and have extraordinary temperament, and before I even entered the village, I saw two handsome figures. This Shiqiao Village is really a place of beautiful mountains and rivers."

Gu Qing blurted out without blinking and said, "The boy's surname is Ding and his name is Dalang."

The middle-aged man laughed: "The name is, uh, simple and unpretentious. Not bad."

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and looked at the mountain, looking at the face of hesitation for a moment.

Mu Bin next to him looked bitter, but he didn't dare to say anything more. After all, he was not the one who was the one who was in charge of this group.

It was still early, and I finally came to Shiqiao Village. If I got nothing, I would be unwilling to accept it. If I waited for him in the village, I would not know when the father and son would return after collecting herbs.

After thinking about it, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "We can speed up our journey and catch up with Song Gensheng, so we can't come in vain."

After saying that, the middle-aged man asked Gu Qing about the way to enter the mountain, he said goodbye to Gu Qing with a smile.

Gu Qing stood at the entrance of the village and kept watching the figures of these people disappear into the lush forests. Then he slowly turned around and murmured: "Are people of this era so simple? He believes whatever others say. If I go to the county town to hold a fraud event of "The 10th anniversary of the establishment of Shiqiao Group, congratulations on winning the first prize" and maybe I can make a fortune..."

The bad guy with still conscience is a little unbearable to deceive honest people. Gu Qing hesitated for a long time, but finally gave up the idea of ​​engaging in fraud activities with regret.

The ant can't see it anymore when moving, Gu Qing sighed and walked back.

I went back to find Song Gensheng and advised him to hide in the porcelain kiln. If this group of people really had bad people, it would be easier to escape.

As for whether those people would cause trouble for themselves after going down the mountain, Gu Qing expressed no worries.

Now he is the soul of the entire village. The villagers will not watch him bullied by outsiders. Besides, there is a hero in white, who is so snowy. She has fed so many fish, and it is not too much to beat ten one, right?

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The mountains were wandering until afternoon, and the middle-aged man and his group were tired and hungry, and they were in a dilemma.

It’s not that they don’t want to quit the mountain, but... they are lost.

The mountain is high and deep. After entering, the woods inside are like gossip maze formations. Few people enter the mountain, and there is no way. They rely on the guards to cut trees and lead the way while staggering forward. During this period, they also slaughtered a wild boar and a few snakes. When they felt regretful and wanted to go back, they could no longer remember the way back.

The middle-aged man has never been so embarrassed today. It is almost evening, but they still can't find a way out.

"God will destroy me!" The middle-aged man raised his head and sighed sadly.

Mu Bin gasped, his clothes were tattered by the branches, and he bent his waist with exhausted strength, and his arms were strapped by his followers, one left and one right.

"Jie Shuai, Wansheng thinks about it now... That boy named Ding Dalang is afraid he is not a good person." Mubin's lips trembled and he said sadly and angrily: "Wansheng always feels fooled by him."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while and sighed: "I never thought that there was such a tricky and cunning person in the simple and honest mountain village..."

When I was in Chang'an, I had sex with so many loyal and treacherous ministers. I was very comfortable and pretended to be upright and sold very cutely. The road to the government has been smooth. I didn't expect to fall into this small mountain village.

The main reason was that the boy named Ding Dalang was so bad, with no grudges and no resentment. The middle-aged man reflected on him for a long time and felt that he was still too kind after all. If he was a little cruel and forced the young man up the mountain to let him lead the way, he would not make him lose his way.

Looking around, the middle-aged man sighed: "What should I do if I enter this cage today..."

Mubin tried to calm down for a moment and said, "If you want to get out of this cage and find a way out of the mountain, I have only one solution for the young man, and I don't know if it is feasible..."

The middle-aged man said happily: "Come on."
Chapter completed!