Of course, the years are not too few.
It's bigger than the one in my house. Liu Liang walked over and put her hand on the tree. She could feel the surging vitality conveyed to her by the tree. It has been growing here for who knows how many years, and its roots are hundreds of meters deep underground.
Fortunately, it has been growing without being cut down or struck by lightning. The feng shui here seems to be really good, otherwise it would not have been able to grow so big and still stand tall.
If it continues to grow like this and is not destroyed by external forces, it can live for hundreds or even thousands of years.
"plz follow me."
The man in the robe placed his hands in front of him and bowed slightly to them.
"The old man invites you in."
Such orthodox etiquette.
Liu Liang had lived in ancient times, so this person's etiquette was quite impressive.
Therefore, the Huo family should also be considered a reclusive family.
Zeng Xubai brought Liu Liang and followed the middle-aged man into a living room. There were calligraphy and paintings hanging everywhere, as well as some antiques. All the furniture was made of solid wood, with a special wood texture and fragrance.
Except for the electric lights, it seemed like it was from the wrong era.
"Please sit down."
"Hello, Mr. Huo."
Zeng Xubai bowed slightly to Mr. Huo, and Liu Liang did the same, which was also a sign of respect for the old senior.
This time, Liu Liang discovered that the dark energy on Mr. Huo's face became heavier, and it seemed that it was about to reach its limit.
"Please sit down, both of you."
Old Huo smiled, looking like a kind old elder, not the kind of hero who once dominated the world. It was said that he was also a ruthless and brave man when he was young. Time can indeed change everything.
The world can change, so why can’t we change our character?
Liu Liang found a place to sit down, but her eyes were always looking towards Mr. Huo.
"Are you here to ask about Xie Ba?"
Mr. Huo still smiled, "Don't worry, Xie Ba knows he broke the rules. He will give you equal compensation, and the places he is in charge of will also be handed over to others."
Liu Jing felt that this was about right. Of course, the dead turtle had a body with so many broken bones that she didn't know how many of them were. She had inquired about it and knew that he had many opponents. Now the dead turtle would have to lie down for a few years before he could get out of bed. Liu Jing also secretly gave him a strong medicine, which would make him fatter and fatter. When he couldn't even walk, how could he compete with others for territory?
"Mr. Huo, we are not here for this."
Zeng Xubai was not the kind of person who didn't know what was good for him, and he certainly didn't come here to force Mr. Huo. He respected this person, so naturally he believed what he said and waited quietly for news, instead of disturbing him rashly today.
"Why did that come from?"
Mr. Huo was waiting, and of course he was all ears.
Zeng Xubai turned to Liu Liang.
"Can I touch your wrist?"
Liu Jing tilted her head, her eyes were clear, her appearance was delicate, and she didn't show any aggressiveness. No matter what, she seemed like the best and most obedient girl in the family. However, Mr. Huo didn't believe that this child would be obedient. She could use a big iron rod to smash a bunch of grown men until their arms and hands were broken.
This person is very powerful and of course cruel.
However, he finally put his wrist in front of Liu Liang. He believed that Liu Liang would not do anything to him. He was an old man. Besides, they had no grudges in the past or hatred in the present. No matter what the kid did, it was impossible for him to crush his hand bones.
Liu Liang raised her hand and placed it on Mr. Huo's wrist. She was not taking his pulse, as she didn't know how.
The nourishing breath technique in her body was running rapidly, and finally her gaze stopped on Mr. Huo's head.
So this is where the problem lies.
This was much easier than she had imagined.
"Can I ask?" Liu Jing was actually quite curious, "Who put the needle in your brain?"
Liu Liang was just curious. Was he abused as a child?
With a clang, Liu Liang turned around and saw that the middle-aged man who had brought them in had his hand trembling and the tray in his hand fell to the ground. The teacups on it were now broken into pieces and the fragrance of tea was scattered in all directions.
"You, how did you know?"
The middle-aged man clenched his hands, feeling not only angry, but also hateful and self-blaming.
Liu Liang spread out her hands.
"Can't you tell me?"
Well, Liu Jing just pretended not to ask. It was someone else's secret anyway. She wasn't the type of person who had to know other people's little secrets. The more she knew, the more trouble she would cause. People say curiosity kills the cat, and there's some truth to that.
“Not really.”
Mr. Huo sighed, "This happened decades ago. I almost forgot about it."
"But I haven't forgotten..."
The middle-aged man was filled with resentment. "Back during the Anti-Japanese War, my father sold all his property to raise food for our People's Liberation Army. But the Japanese found out and captured my father, demanding food as well. He refused. Why should we give him our country's food so that they can have enough to eat? Are they going to come and rob and kill our people and enslave them?"
"But the Japanese weren't human. They beat the old man all over his body and ruthlessly stuck two needles into his brain. Due to limited conditions at the time, no further treatment was given. After that, the old man would suffer from splitting headaches every few days, and the pain was unbearable. Later, medical conditions improved, but the doctor said the needles could not be removed."
"It's stuck in the master's brain. It's grown together with his brain."
The middle-aged man suddenly knelt on the ground, beating his chest from time to time. He saw with his own eyes how those people inserted the needle into Mr. Huo's joints. He heard Mr. Huo's screams at that time, but he could not save him. He could not save him.
It was because of these two needles that the old man suffered all his life. Even when he died, the two needles were buried with Old Huo. Old Huo said that when he died, he would be cremated and the two needles would be taken out. He had carried them for a lifetime and didn't want to carry them with him in the next life, so let him live an easy life in the next life.
"well……"
Old Huo sighed again, walked to the middle-aged man, put his hand on his shoulder and pressed it gently.
"Old Wu, it's all in the past. It's nothing. We've had a glorious time and experienced a lot in our life. It's not a loss in this life. After I'm gone, just do as I say."
He patted Old Wu on the shoulder again, then walked back, sat down, and smiled again.
"I'm really sorry to make you laugh. Old Wu is a brother of the opposite sex who grew up with me. I just wrote this out of inspiration."
He touched his head, not at all ashamed of his death.
His health is getting worse and worse, and the pain is becoming more and more intense. Even if he can still bear it, his body can no longer bear it. The doctor said that unless a miracle happens, he will die of pain one day.
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