The word "cellmate" sounds unpleasant and cannot be presented in a decent manner, but it is the fact.
The two were imprisoned in the same place, so what else could they be but cellmates?
It’s just that the place where he was detained was a bit high-end. I guess there is no place in the country that is more strict and rigorous than that place.
"What did my father tell you before he died?"
Let’s get to the point and start talking about business.
"First, the treasure map, and second, your personal problem." Qin Wushuang stretched out two fingers.
"The old senior asked me to come here to find a man named Fang Shanyue."
"My real name is indeed Fang Shanyue, but I haven't used it for a long time." The old man said slowly.
"oh?"
"I changed my name over 30 years ago. I'm not a native here, so no one knows my original name."
"I see." Qin Wushuang nodded.
"The old senior told me to take you to the old house after I found you and dig under the poplar tree closest to the toilet. But I discovered that there are no poplar trees planted in your yard. Did you cut them down?"
"No, this is not the old house." The old man said slowly, "Do you have a car?"
"I drove here."
"Let's go." The old man stood up and walked out.
Two people got in the car, and the old man sat in the passenger seat to give directions. After driving for about two hours, the car slowly stopped.
The surroundings were desolate and barren, with nothing but weeds and wasteland. There were no houses, especially at night. An unpresentable yard stood alone between heaven and earth, like a haunted house.
There is a mass grave not far away, which is eerie and creepy.
The lock was old and shabby, and it took the old man a while to open it.
Only when you open the door do you realize what dirty, messy and poor things are.
Who would have thought that the treasure map that everyone wants would be in such a terrible place?
Qin Wushuang's first sight locked onto a poplar tree that was no less than a hundred years old. It was thick and strong, but due to seasonal reasons, all its leaves had fallen off, leaving the ground bare and covered with a thick layer of rotten leaves.
"Do it yourself." The old man pointed.
"Hmm!" Qin Wushuang walked up to it, took out the Sky Wrath Sword and started digging.
No matter how hard the soil or cement is, it will become a piece of soft tofu under the Tiannu Sword without any effort.
In less than ten minutes, Qin Wushuang dug out an oil paper that emitted an unpleasant smell.
He patted the mud off the surface and slowly opened it. It was wrapped tightly layer by layer to ensure the integrity of the contents.
Finally, a palm-sized piece of sheepskin came into view. The true energy gathered above his eyes, and he could vaguely see a densely packed route map on it.
That's it!
Qin Wushuang put the sheepskin into his arms, and by the way, restored the dug hole to its original state and covered it with black and yellow rotten leaves.
"Got it?" said the old man with a smile.
"Um!"
"Then let's go."
"Okay." The two of them took the car back.
The whole process went smoothly without any setbacks. The old man was very happy and had no regrets or embarrassment.
Not even a word was said.
After returning to Lijia Village, Qin Wushuang returned to the old man's residence.
"It's getting late. Do you want to stay for a meal before leaving? Or should we set off now?" the old man asked calmly.
"I have another thing to do." Qin Wushuang would not forget to promise the old senior his instructions.
It is not human to take the benefits and then leave.
"you say."
"Uncle, this is for you." Qin Wushuang took out a bank card and placed it on the table. "There's 30 million in it, enough for you to live out the rest of your life."
"If it's not enough, feel free to call me. I have a small note on the back of my bank card with my personal number on it. It will never change."
"I don't need it, you can take it." The old man was indifferent and didn't show any emotion.
It is really hard to understand why an old man from the countryside has never seen so much money in his life, but now has huge wealth but doesn't even look at it or care about it.
"Why?" Qin Wushuang asked doubtfully.
"I'm over 50, already in my sixties, childless, without a partner, so what do I need so much money for?" the old man said with an open mind. "Now I have food and drink, and I receive the minimum living allowance, which is enough for me to live on."
"I am content with simple food and good health."
"Sometimes when I feel hungry, I buy two pounds of meat and some wine, and my life is still very comfortable."
"No matter how much money you give me, it won't be of much use to me, so please take it back."
"But the old senior asked me to guarantee that you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life, and I have to fulfill my promise." Qin Wushuang said seriously.
"I have enough food and clothing, do you think I can't afford to eat?" The old man spread his hands.
"You don't live a rich life. This money can build a nice house, provide you with good food and drink, and even hire a nanny to take care of you."
The old man smiled faintly, "People should learn to be content with what they have. No matter how big the house is, it's only three feet wide. Eating and drinking too much can easily lead to high blood pressure and high blood sugar. As for hiring someone to wait on you, there's no need for that."
"To live, one must move. There's a saying that life lies in movement. If you rest, you won't be able to get up, and your body will collapse."
"Young man, I appreciate your kindness. Just go and do what you need to do." The old man waved his hand. He was very clear-headed and had a strong personality.
Maybe he really saw through life and understood life.
"Uncle, aren't you lonely being alone?" Qin Wushuang was not in a hurry to leave, but crossed his legs.
"Don't you feel sorry for not having children?"
"Without descendants, don't you feel like life is missing something?"
"He doesn't have the conditions to marry, or he's mentally unhealthy and naturally averse to women. It's understandable that he doesn't have a partner. I see that your masculinity is still so abundant, and he should have a woman by his side."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "I'm already old, and I don't think about these problems anymore."
"What's there to be afraid of when you're old? As long as a man is alive, he can have children. With this money, it's not difficult to find someone in their thirties or forties, and then have a son or a daughter. Having children around when you're old is much better than being alone, isn't it?"
"I'll leave the money here. If you have any difficulties, please contact me anytime." Qin Wushuang stood up and said goodbye.
"Goodbye."
The old man didn't insist anymore. What Qin Wushuang said next really made sense, and no one couldn't be moved.
Having been single for most of his life, does that mean he doesn't want a woman to be with him?
No, it was because I was extremely poor when I was young, and without my parents’ support, no one was willing to marry me.
Now that I have money, finding one would be perfect.
The old senior once said that the other mountain owed a great debt. As for what kind of story they had, what happened, or whether the old senior was a heartless man, etc., it didn’t matter.
Qin Wushuang didn't want to ask, nor did he want to know, so as not to expose other people's scars.
He just needs to do his own thing well and fulfill the tasks entrusted to him by others. Having a clear conscience is more important than anything else.
After returning home, Qin Wushuang took off the golden gourd from his neck...
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