’Searching for mice at the border?’
Zhang Feng felt very strange, but still asked the most important question,
"Why did you leave at that time?"
Zhang Feng didn’t hide anything and asked directly, "My people told me that the day you left was precisely the day the mouse nest was cleared out."
"Oh, you’re talking about that."
Boss Long laughed, "Years ago, we heard the news about the troops exterminating mice in Da Ling Mountain.
When I heard about it, I called back to dissolve my restaurant.
Because the guests said that running a small restaurant was their own small favor, catching the escaped mice was the greater good, and then they dragged me away."
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Zhang Feng understood the cause and effect.
Years ago, the troops went to catch mice, making such a big scene, and later rescued dozens of people from caves, first arranging them in nearby villages.
Basically, as soon as this news was spread, one could find out about it locally that day.
It seems the guests were in the area at that time.
And then, they ran away.
In the years following, they stayed in the deep mountains and formed a ’mouse extermination team.’
But soon after, Zhang Feng thought of something and asked again, "How come you were coincidentally in Da Ling Mountain?"
Zhang Feng didn’t doubt them; it was just his criminal detective instincts, feeling curious.
"Of course, just like the troops!" This time, Boss Long was very proud, as if he was waiting for Zhang Feng to ask this, "The guests stayed in the mountains for decades actually searching for mice.
At that time, we also found our way to Da Ling Mountain, almost locating the mouse nest, but the troops arrived first."
"So, you knew Da Ling Mountain was a mouse nest earlier?"
Zhang Feng looked at him, "Then why didn’t you inform the local authorities? The guests just took you there single-handedly?"
"I actually wanted to inform the troops," Boss Long suddenly felt speechless, "I told the guests several times to coordinate with the local people.
But he wouldn’t listen, even smashed my phone.
After that, I had to contact my restaurant using public telephones by the roadside."
Boss Long sighed again, "He has a one-track mind, doing things his own way, what can I do?"
"Indeed." Zhang Feng recalled the character of the guests and felt Boss Long’s description was quite apt.
Then, Zhang Feng suddenly came up with a speculation, wondering if the reason the mice were chasing martial arts masters was because the guests were hunting them?
If so, then everything aligned.
It seemed the guests made great efforts to draw hatred in the beginning.
But it also burdened a group of martial artists.
Thinking this, Zhang Feng carefully scrutinized Boss Long,
"Do you have any thoughts now? Are you still searching all over the mountains for mice?"
Zhang Feng, having learned Inner Strength, could see Boss Long had some Inner Strength skills, his body condition still good.
Probably has a constitution around 20.
"He’s searching." Boss Long shook his head, "I have to work on my business, take care of the child he found last year.
This baby is only one year old, can’t running around every day."
’Child? Found? Could he be a businessman?’ Zhang Feng suddenly directed his gaze at the baby inside the house, surprised to see a businessman appear.
Just like Chef Zhang from the Criminal World, King Snake met people from the border, right?
Are they all ’connected’?
After all, Boss Long is a businessman, now with this baby; the child taught will definitely be a ’businessman,’ most likely.
Although the baby is too small now to show a businessman’s appearance.
Of course, it might not be, but just a coincidence.
At the same time, Zhang Feng speculated: Could Boss Long be the guests’ close friend?
However, he is clearly a businessman, doesn’t quite fit the mold.
Because in the Criminal World, the guests and close friends met through martial arts.
’Martial arts? A close friend, could it be me?’ Zhang Feng pondered silently, feeling... reasonable?
Because in different times and spaces, people and events are uncertain.
Maybe in the Criminal World during the Ming Dynasty, ’I’ existed decades ago.
Or perhaps, it’s really Boss Long?
But in this world, Boss Long didn’t practice martial arts; instead, he shifted to business?
Zhang Feng believed it should be so.
"Shall we set off?" Boss Long went back to the house, wrapped the baby in a small cloth bag, and tied it to his chest, "Go find the guests?"
Boss Long said the guests did things as they wished.
Now, he was also a decisive person.
Picking up the baby, he left immediately, paying no attention to the baby’s feelings.
"Alright." Seeing a nearly seventy-year-old man being so straightforward, Zhang Feng didn’t think much, deciding to go first and talk later.
The mountain was inside a small grove twenty miles away.
Following Boss Long, Zhang Feng turned left and right, also noticing his strength, feeling his constitution matched his ’estimation.’
Of course, considering his age now, his constitution would definitely deteriorate.
But Inner Strength was in practice.
Even if he were younger, he would be twenty-four or twenty-five.
’Still unexpected.’ Zhang Feng observed him while shaking his head inside, ’If I had known earlier, twenty years would pass.
At first, when the guests rejected the martial arts secret manual, I should have given it to Boss Long, letting them obtain internal organ resonance earlier.
That way, as long as Boss Long understood Visualization and used Inner Strength with internal organ resonance.
His constitution now would be around 35.
Considered a minor master, adding some brilliance to this world.’
Following him, Zhang Feng arrived in front of a bamboo forest cabin.
A broken house, a broken yard.