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"How did you know?"
Qi Tiezui felt that this little Buddha was simply amazing. He could even predict this thing. He couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and then he said to Zhang Qihai.
Zhang Qihai laughed again and looked at Qi Tiezui helplessly.
"You, although you are well versed in Qimen Bagua, I didn't expect that you have a carefree personality. This is easy to see."
He pointed at the old man's clothes and said, "Look, the number on this old man's clothes is 8, and the number on his bed is also 8. These two numbers are exactly opposite, so this should be the bed that the old man has been living in."
At this time, Master Buddha also came over and said, "Yes, that's right. Judging from the beds here and the numerical analysis, it is estimated that many miners lived here in the past, and this old man should have been hired by the Japanese to work in the mines."
Qi Tiezui looked at the other two gentlemen, and they all nodded in agreement.
"It seems that this old man is the only survivor among the group of people used by the Japanese to mine."
When Qi Tiezui said this, he looked at the old man's blind eyes and suddenly felt sad. He couldn't help but sighed, "These Japanese are really cruel. Not only did they make an old friend mine, but I don't know what other bad things they did to them during this period. I guess the old man's blind eyes were caused by those damn Japanese."
"Yes."
Zhang Qihai nodded, feeling a little emotional.
His eyes followed the old man's every move, observing him unscrupulously. The old man sat on his bed very skillfully, resting here as he was used to.
And his every move does not seem to be a case of mental disorder.
"This old man is not confused. He was just frightened and his reaction was slow for a while."
Zhang Qihai spoke again and continued to talk to the crowd, "Look, he sat on his bed, and then looked for water to drink and eat. He did a series of actions very smoothly and in an orderly manner. If he had a mental disorder, he probably wouldn't be able to do this."
While he was speaking, he continued to observe the old man and analyzed him clearly.
Qi Tiezui couldn't help but look towards the Buddha, and then rolled his eyes at him.
"That's right. Don't you think about what your brother did? He's already so old, and he beat and kicked an old man. Who wouldn't be frightened?"
The Buddha showed a rare look of embarrassment on his face and looked at everyone with some embarrassment.
"It was so dark at the time, and a figure suddenly appeared, and the old man moved so quickly that I accidentally mistook him for something in the cave."
Zhang Qishan spoke, his face still showing some embarrassment.
"Since the old man has brought us here, let's take a rest here."
Er Yuehong also started talking, and then he found a stool and sat down.
"Okay, let's rest here for a while. It looks like this old man has been in this mine for decades, and this is where he has been sleeping. This shows that this place should be relatively safe."
Zhang Qihai nodded and then sat down.
He himself was a leader in everyone's mind, and now seeing that he had sat down, the others naturally didn't have any psychological pressure. They had been walking in the mine for such a long time, and everyone was already a little tired, so they all found a place to sit down and rest.
"Water, where is the water? Give me some water."
Qi Tiezui started talking and then looked at everyone with a pitiful look. Among this group of people, he had the weakest physique and was already extremely hungry and thirsty.
Chapter 74 Quiet
Er Yuehong smiled, and then placed the water and food next to Qi Tiezui.
Qi Tiezui had just opened the kettle and drank a few sips of water. He was about to pick up the compressed biscuits on the table to eat, but was pulled away by Little Buddha.
"Little Buddha, what are you doing?"
Qi Tiezui asked with some confusion. After all, he was tired and hungry at this moment and needed to replenish his strength.
"Little Buddha, you must not compare your physical strength with mine. Both you and Buddha have extraordinary bones. It doesn't matter if you don't eat or drink for several days. But it's different for me. If I don't eat, even if I don't die of exhaustion, I will starve to death here."
Qi Tiezui spoke with some grievance, and then prepared to take the compressed biscuits in his hand.
"this is for you."
Little Buddha casually threw two pieces of dessert to him, then picked up some food from the pile, put the best ones together, and gave them to the old man.
The old man didn't say anything, but took the food with a look of gratitude in his eyes, and then began to eat it voraciously.
It looked as if he had been hungry for a long time.
"You said that the old man has lived in this mine for decades. This place is not a place for people to live. Food must be extremely scarce. How did he survive for so many years?"
Qi Tiezui looked at the old man wolfing down his food and knew that it must have been very difficult for him to survive all these years, but he still couldn't help but ask.
"you're so dumb!"
Zhang Qihai patted Qi Tiezui on the back of his head, then pointed to the table next to the old man.
"There really isn't much food here, but there is plenty of canned food. The old man must have survived on these cans. If there is anything else, it should be some clothes and food left by other miners."
He sighed as he spoke, "However, no matter how this old man survived, it must have been very difficult for him after so many decades."
"Yes."
Qi Tiezui nodded, indicating that he agreed very much.
"Alas, Little Buddha, I didn't expect that you are not only powerful but also kind. It's not easy for an old man to live to such an old age. We should give him all these good things."
Qi Tiezui murmured to himself, and he had obviously forgotten about the fact that Little Buddha had just snatched his compressed biscuits away.
At this moment, a bell suddenly rang outside.
Although the ringtone was not loud, it was very urgent, so urgent that they all felt a little panicked.
"Little Buddha, what's going on?"
Qi Tiezui had obviously become dependent on Zhang Qihai, so whenever he encountered any abnormal situation, he couldn't help but ask him.
"Don't talk yet."
Zhang Qihai spoke, and then continued to listen to the ringing sound carefully with a look of concentration and holding his breath. However, the ringing sound did not last long and soon disappeared.
However, the tense atmosphere did not disappear because of the disappearance of the ringing sound. At this moment, a cold wind blew, as if something was coming towards them, getting closer and closer.
"How to do how to do?"
"What is this? Are we going to die here?"
This time, not only Qi Tiezui, but also several other subordinates began to panic and could not help but ask.
At this time, they all stood up, looking nervous.
"Everyone, don't panic. No matter what happens, remember to stay calm. If we panic first, we will lose our composure and I won't be able to guarantee your safety."
Seeing that they were getting nervous again, Zhang Qihai spoke to everyone in a cold voice.
At this moment, he was standing at the front of the room and was the one who could best sense the thing coming.
"I feel like this monster has stopped. Maybe he doesn't dare to enter this room. Let's wait and see here."
Zhang Qihai felt that the movement was about two or three meters away from him, but he did not sense that the thing was moving forward, so he boldly guessed that they could not enter the room.
With the mentality of taking a gamble, he spoke to everyone.
“But is this really reliable?”
"There's nothing special about this room. Why would this monster not dare to come?"
"Since Master Xiao Fo said so, there must be a reason for it. Let's just listen to Master Xiao Fo."
The servants below were talking and speaking. Some thought that this monster was very likely to come over, but some thought that what Little Buddha said made sense and decided to continue listening.
"Why don't we go out and take a look."
"Yeah, it's really uncomfortable to just sit there and wait for death. Even if the other party is a monster, we can at least give it a try if we go out and maybe we can escape."
"Yeah, yeah, that's too passive."
Some people who were ready to listen to Little Buddha's words have quieted down, but some people think that there is nothing special about this house, so they suggest going and taking a look.
After all, welcoming the fear of the unknown is a little easier to endure than facing the anxiety of facing the fear of the unknown.
"Don't go out."
At this time, the old man who had not spoken a word suddenly spoke to everyone.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on his face.
Although the old man couldn't see, he walked towards them with a determined look on his face.
"I have lived here for decades. This monster comes here from time to time, but it has never hurt me. As long as I am in this room, this monster will not enter."
He sighed slightly as he said this, as if expressing regret, or perhaps with some other emotion.
"This room may indeed be an ordinary room, but the monsters won't come in. If you go out, it will be even more dangerous. You just stay here, and they will leave on their own after a while."
Perhaps it was because Zhang Qihai and his group gave all their best food to the old man, and the old man was finally moved by them, so he spoke.
Er Yuehong felt more familiar with the old man because he could sing the operas of his ancestors. When he saw him talking, he couldn't help but look directly at the old man.
Chapter 75 Damn it
Er Yuehong walked to the side of the old man and then sat down on his bed.
"Old man, who taught you the opera you just sang?"
Er Yuehong continued to ask without giving up. He had a strong intuition in his heart that this old man definitely knew someone from the Old Nine Gates, and must have some connection with his ancestors.
"An old friend."
The old man spoke slowly, but his eyes did not look in his direction. Although his eyes had been blinded by the Japanese, Er Yuehong could still sense the sadness in him at this moment.
Er Yuehong did not ask directly, but his eyes stayed on the old man.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on another bed not far from the old man.
My eyes couldn't help but widen a little more.
This bed is no different from other beds and is still arranged according to numbers, but there is a badge on the bed.
As a descendant of the Hong family, Er Yuehong is very familiar with this emblem, because it is the family emblem of his own family.
It would be hard to believe that this old man had no connection with his ancestors, after all, so many coincidences occurred one after another.
"Do you know the person in the bed next to the old man?"
Er Yuehong turned his gaze to the old man's side again, and then spoke.