The origin of the Hai Gang is mysterious. They claim that wherever there is the sea, it is the territory of the Hai Gang, and no other Xuanmen are allowed to set foot there. However, if you really want to ask who is a member of the Hai Gang, probably no one can tell.

They come from the market and hide in the sea of ​​people.

Perhaps the old man selling mineral water on the pier is a member.

Perhaps the sailors shouting on the deck are also members.

This is like the rogue bandits in ancient times. They plowed in the spring and fell the grass in the autumn. When the officers and soldiers came, they escaped among the people. When the officers and soldiers left, they set off on horseback to plunder, suppress and kill them all.

It's not that the Hai Gang are really evil people. In fact, they sort out many invisible things behind the scenes, and they do things very appropriately. I haven't heard of anything outrageous happening, it's just the way they operate.

They are really very similar to the rogue bandits of old, so it is destined to be very difficult to find them.

Unfortunately, I'm afraid only they can handle this matter for us.

Lao Bai was the only person who might have had contact with them, so the matter naturally fell on his shoulders.

Lao Bai expressed that he was under great pressure. After coming out of my master's room, he was always downcast.

Because it was too late to clean up the room, Lao Bai's room was given to Old Man Li and Wu Shuang. Lao Bai spent the night in my room.

Then, I listened to him talking in his sleep all night, and kept mumbling about the boat boss named Shi who took him in at the beginning, and how he, Lao Bai, was also a good-looking person, especially in front of his brothers.

I need to show some face...

I was stunned for a while. Before the battle started, my morale was deflated for no reason. Looking at Lao Bai's posture...it seemed that he wasn't that good at talking. It's a pity that Brother Yaozi and I were still counting on him.

But then again, this sea gang is really mysterious. Last time in the underground city of the undead, Lao Bai told me about the old man Shi. He had been with him day and night for three years, and in the end he didn’t even know if he was.

The people from the Hai Gang were just his guesses. After three years of being together, the other party finally told him that the world is big and anyone can go there. We traveled all the way to see this old man Shi. It was really difficult.

There's a bit of an element of luck.

Even people like my master shake their heads when mentioning the Hai Gang, saying that they have only heard of the other party's name, but have never actually seen it, and have never heard of anyone who can really ask the Hai Gang to do things.

The whole night passed just like this with random thoughts.

Early the next morning, we got up and packed our bags. Originally, we all had all our things, but we had no choice but to add two people, Old Man Li and Wu Shuang. Moreover, these two people had clean faces, so we went there early in the morning.

Sitting in the yard with my belly up and basking in the sun, I made it clear that I have no money, so you can do whatever you want.

Having no choice, Zhang Xinya gritted her teeth and went down the mountain, and helped the two of them purchase a set of items. Old man Li was very shameless. He was obviously poor, but he only smoked a big cigarette, but he said to Zhang Xinya shamelessly.

, since we are going out to do errands, this tobacco is indispensable. He has never smoked bad tobacco. No matter how bad it is, he has to smoke it by hand, plus two boxes of Dunhill nightcaps. This is the standard for entrusting people to do things. When he comes back

Remember to bring it with you when you go, Lao Bai gave him a mouthful of phlegm in his face, and then he gave up.

After a lot of back and forth, we set off towards the evening, taking high-speed trains and buses all the way. By the time we finally arrived at Quanzhou Port, it was already noon the next day.

It was probably lunch time, and the entire dock seemed a little quiet, with stevedores and sailors squatting on the roadside picking up lunch boxes everywhere.

Lao Bai said, there are people from the Hai Gang here, but it’s a pity that we don’t know them.

I squinted at him. Isn’t this nonsense? Everyone who is a Taoist knows that Quanzhou Port is the home of the Hai Gang. How could there be no Hai Gang people here? I urged him a few words angrily, and then Lao Bai waved his hand.

He led us into a minivan at the intersection ahead. The driver was a young man. Lao Bai whispered something into the other person's ear. The young man immediately looked at him in surprise and said with a smile, "Oh, haha,"

He speaks with a foreign accent, is he a local? How can he know this place?

However, the other party just responded like this. Without asking any more questions, he lit up the car and took us away from the port. We drove with twists and turns for nearly an hour, covering at least sixty or seventy kilometers, and the surrounding buildings gradually became sparse.

, the flow of people became less and less, and finally they pulled us directly in front of a small, low-rise house: "Okay, Longhu Village is here!"

I glanced out the window and was speechless for a while.

It is said to be a village, but in fact it only has less than 20 or 30 houses. It is extremely simple. The village has the word "Longhu" in its name, but it is actually on the seaside. If you look around, there is no lake anywhere. When you turn around, you will see the beach and

sea.

After paying the fare and getting off the bus, Old Man Li banged his pipe on the soles of his shoes and said, "This place is quite interesting."

I thought he had seen something, but Old Man Li said confidently that experience told him that in the context of modern society, shabby houses all have their own stories. If nothing else, do the courtyard houses in Beijing look luxurious? But the people living inside them

Who are those people!

Lao Bai opened his arms, took a deep breath of the fishy air, and sighed: "It still smells like this!"

Brother Yaozi kicked him and told him to stop talking nonsense and lead the way quickly.

Lao Bai then led us into the village, and we were familiar with the roads. According to him, everything here has not changed, it is exactly the same as when he fled here!

Not to mention, this village looks dilapidated, but there are a lot of people there.

The old man sitting in front of the door playing chess, the stout woman pulling the fishing net...

I looked around, but I really couldn't find the feeling of crouching tiger, hidden dragon that Old Man Li mentioned.

This is probably a remote place, and few strangers come here on weekdays. When a strange-looking person like us suddenly walked in, the villagers looked at us with suspicion.

"Huh?"

Lao Bai raised his eyebrows, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face. Before he could say anything, he was attracted by a red brick house. He stopped outside the door and said with a smile: "We've arrived!"

Then, like a job seeker who was about to go for an interview, he was arranging his clothes and combing his hair in front of the door. Finally, he rubbed his face vigorously. It was as if he changed his face and immediately put on a sweet look.

The sight of such a greasy smile made my hair stand on end. He was a man in his forties after all. His expression was really poisonous. It was as if he had taken a big gulp of lard. It was so greasy.

He felt like vomiting, and what was even more unbearable was that he actually shouted inside like a spoiled brat - Mr. Shi, are you at home? I'm Xiaobai, and I'm here to see you.

Even my master frowned and took a few steps back silently, probably because he thought Lao Bai's killing range was too large.

There was no response from the room.

Lao Bai didn't care at all and didn't worry about whether there was anyone inside. He put his mouth to the crack of the door and shouted again and again.

"Who the hell is this!!"

Finally, there was a response from inside, an angry man's voice.

Lao Bai looked suffocated. The next moment, the door opened with a bang, and a strong man wearing Snoopy-printed pajamas stood at the door with raised eyebrows and glared at Lao Bai: "What's it called? It's called Spring, you idiot.

You guys selling butts, get out of here and don’t come here to solicit business, no one likes this!"

Needless to say, this strong man is definitely not that old man Shi.

The old white man's face turned green. He didn't stop calling the real master after calling for a long time. He raised his head and glanced at the strong man, and he also got angry: "Who the hell are you?"

The strong man rolled up his sleeves and almost rushed up to beat him.

I hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the man and said, "My friend is not very clear-headed and often does inappropriate things. Don't be offended. We are here because we want to find an old man named Shi."

"Old man Shi?"

The strong man was stunned for a moment and was no longer angry. He looked me up and down and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

I smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. I'm asking him a few questions. What's the matter? Looking at you like this, you seem to be very surprised."

"Can you not be surprised..."

The strong man said expressionlessly: "Old Man Shi has been dead for several years. I don't know if you really don't know or if you are pretending not to know. You come here to find someone who has been dead for several years."

Lao Bai's expression changed drastically, and he quickly asked: "How did he die?"

"He was run over by a car."

The strong man said nonchalantly: "I heard it was a big cart, with four in front and eight in back. It ran over him directly. When collecting the body, it was shoveled up one by one."

Lao Bai was a little anxious and was about to speak, but I stopped him. It could be seen that Lao Bai actually cared about that old man Shi. After all, he was taken in by him when he was being hunted and had no way to go to heaven or earth.

I have been with him day and night for three years, how could I not have feelings for him?

He was no longer suitable to talk anymore, so I simply pulled him behind me, took another careful look at the strong man, and said with a smile: "We really don't know about this. We haven't contacted each other for too long, but this house

It seems to belong to Old Man Shi, right? You definitely don’t live here for free, so who did you rent it from?”

The strong man did not hide anything about this and directly said that he rented it from a man named Yongzi. This man was said to be a relative of Old Man Shi and worked in a nightclub called 6698 next to Quanzhou Port. He was a

The foreman, in fact, is also a place-seeker. He posted an advertisement for a rental house. He rented this house after seeing it, just to keep the place clean. Despite his tall and thick appearance, he is actually an artist. Watching the sunset on the beach every day is stimulating.

Creative inspiration.

I didn't listen to the nonsense he said after that. I said "no trouble" in a hurry and left the place immediately.

After walking a little further, Lao Bai suddenly said: "Old Man Shi is definitely not dead. This grandson is talking nonsense."

Zhang Xinya thought that Lao Bai couldn't stand the stimulation, so she showed a rare gentleness and comforted him softly, saying that he hadn't been back for many years, and there was no phone call from Old Man Shi. During this period, he was completely out of touch. After so many years, then

Old Man Shi would probably be fine if he didn't die of old age. If something unexpected happens, it's not that we can't understand it, but we still have to look away.

"What are you looking at? I'm very calm now!"

Lao Bai waved his hand and said: "There's something really wrong with this place. I lived here for three years and it's such a big place. Who do you think I don't know? But when I walked in this time, it was really fucking...

I don’t know anyone. If you say I haven’t been back for so many years, I believe those old guys were in coffins back then. But there are still many young people and children. Is it possible that they have also died of old age? But now they have all disappeared.

All the faces were new, I wanted to say something at the time, but when I got there, I didn’t say anything!”

Needless to say, I was a little curious at the time, thinking that after all, Lao Bai had been living here on the run for three years. Why didn’t he know anyone? It turned out that they had all changed completely.

Then this thing is a little weird.

"that……"

Just as we were looking at each other, a weak voice suddenly sounded behind me.
To be continued...