The conductor turned his head to look, his face suddenly turned pale, and he clamped his legs tightly to resist the strong urge to urinate.
"Chang Liu, sir."
Liu Qinghuai grabbed the ticket checking pliers and punched the conductor on the right side of his face with his backhand.
"Liu, Mr. Liu." the conductor corrected, covering his face with his hands.
"These two people belong to me!" Liu Qinghuai thrust the pliers on the train conductor's chest, waved decisively to Mutian and the others, turned around and walked into the carriage.
The conductor clicked his heels together, bowed his head and moved to the side.
"Why do you look like a Japanese?"
Mu Tian and Hu Ti looked at each other suspiciously, and followed them equally suspiciously.
The conductor also looked suspiciously at the backs of Liu Qinghuai, Mu Tian and Hu Ti who entered the carriage. As soon as he turned his head, the suspicion on his face was still there.
"Snapped!"
The train conductor’s slap had already hit me.
"Money, money, money, you damn well know money!"
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Although the two of them were apprehensive, they followed Liu Qinghuai into the sleeper car.
After all, someone slapped the train conductor in the face for me and found a seat for me. This was pie in the sky. How could I not accept it?
"Who?" Hu Ti asked impatiently.
Mu Tian shook his head. The expression on his face was not as happy as expected.
"It looks familiar, I forgot where I saw it."
"Too."
When Liu Qiuhuai heard their discussion, he tilted his head slightly and ignored them. He opened the door of Box 6 and stood at the door to signal them to come in.
Only then did Mu Tian look at Liu Qinghuai attentively.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Liu?"
Mu Tian's face was full of surprise, and before he could shout out, Liu Qinghuai was pushed into the box.
Then Hu Ti was pushed in.
The box door closed behind them, and Liu Qinghuai's voice came: "Are you going to Shanghai too?"
It turned out that more than a year ago, when Mu Tian and Hu Ti first took refuge in Zhulin Temple, they found Liu Qinghuai lying unconscious in the bushes with injuries all over his body during morning exercise. They saw that he was an officer of the National Army.
So he took Liu Qinghuai to Zhulin Temple.
Liu Qinghuai was the captain of the reconnaissance company of the 1st Regiment of the 87th Division. On that day, he led his detachment to reconnoiter the Japanese defense line 20 kilometers north of Lion Mountain. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the Japanese army. All the detachment members were killed. Liu Qinghuai, who was seriously injured, escaped.
After being hunted by the Japanese army, he fled to the foot of Lion Rock and was rescued by Mu Tian and Hu Ti who were running in the morning.
Men's expressions of separation emotions are always simple.
Mu Tian found a man in a suit lying on the bunk next to him, with a top hat covering his face. When he was talking, he didn't move at all, as if he was asleep.
Seeing that Mu Tian noticed the situation in the neighboring shop, Liu Qinghuai stepped forward and whispered something in front of the top hat.
The man took off his hat and sat up on the bunk.
This is a middle-aged man who has just started to gain weight. He has a round face and kind eyes, but his eyes are like lightning. His nose is high and his lips are a bit thin. His entire facial features give people a sense of honesty but coldness.
Liu Qinghuai told Mutian and Hu Ti that this was "Mr. Lu" and told Mr. Lu that these two young men were the benefactors who had saved him.
Mr. Lu stood up and shook hands with them.
His hands are warm and strong.
He simply expressed his gratitude and appreciation to the two men for rescuing Liu Qinghuai, then lay down on the bunk again, with the top hat still covering his face, and said nothing.
As a confidential secretary, Liu Qinghuai accompanied Mr. Lu and Lu Pengzhi to Shanghai to take up a post and was responsible for his safety.
Liu Qinghuai knew that Mr. Lu must have his own opinions about him killing two strangers first and then bringing two strangers into the private room, but he believed that Mr. Lu would understand his intentions because they were teachers and students of Baoding Army School.
He glanced attentively at Lu Pengzhi, who was lying motionless on the bunk. He put his arms on the two upper bunks, fearing that he would be beaten twice, and said with a smile: "You can live up there."
Mu Tian seemed to feel something was wrong, his eyes fell on Lu Pengzhi, and he was about to say something.
Liu Qinghuai put his finger up to his lips, hissed softly, then shook his hand and patted the upper bunk again.
Hu Ti poked Mu Tian lightly, bent down and stuffed the wicker box into the lower bunk, clapped his hands, raised his arms, and got on the bunk.
Liu Qinghuai gave Hu Ti a thumbs up and then stared at Mu Tian.
Mu Tian nodded, placed the box, and put it on the bed.
There was a knock on the door.
Liu Qinghuai motioned for the two of them to lie down on the bunk, and he opened the private room a crack.
It was the conductor standing at the door with a smile on his face.
Liu Qinghuai opened the door and went out, then closed the door.
"What's up?"
"Just now, I offended Mr. Liu's friends because I was blind. I really can't apologize." The train conductor's smile was filled with sincerity and fear.
"We don't know each other if we don't fight."
"Yes, yes, I hope Mr. Liu will not care about the faults of villains. From the stationmaster's side..."
"Don't worry, as long as you do your duty, the webmaster won't know."
"That's good. Thank you, Mr. Liu, and thank you, Mr. Lu."
"Is everything okay?"
"Oh, no, there's nothing else. Just take a rest and call me anytime if you need anything."
Liu Qinghuai turned around, closed the door, and looked around.
He made a sleeping gesture towards the upper bunk and lay down on the lower bunk.
Mu Tian was still a little confused. Liu Qinghuai, who fell in the grass on the side of the road and was dying a year ago, was now so domineering. He couldn't understand what happened.
At that time, they just carried the unconscious Liu Qinghuai to the wing of Zhulin Temple, stole the abbot's wife's pills and gave them to him. When they went back the next day, Liu Qinghuai had long disappeared.
They searched all over the mountains and fields but could not find it.
More bad luck than good.
"I didn't know he died in that mountain nook." He and Hu Ti both thought so, and after sighing, they forgot about it.
"What a coincidence!" It turns out that Brother Liu is still alive and well, and he must have been promoted. Otherwise, how could he beat the train conductor so domineeringly to vent his anger?
Mu Tian lay down on the edge of the bed and put his head around to talk to Liu Qinghuai about what happened after Lion Rock left without saying goodbye. But seeing that Liu Qinghuai was already fast asleep, he looked at Mr. Lu next to him, turned over, and looked at the roof of the car.
"Coincidences are pretty good. Not to mention the seats, you can still lie down and go to Shanghai. I like listening to books so much, don't I just like things that happen to coincide with each other? Coincidences don't make books! It's really a good job."
Most people say this is fate.
Looking over at Hu Ti, he had already fallen asleep, sprawled out, and was still snoring slightly.
This day was a torturous one: I traveled to Peng County overnight from Zhulin Temple, waited in the toilet to listen to a book, returned home to see my mother in trouble, four people joined forces to kill two people, fled overnight, and returned from Jinan...
tired!
After thinking about it, I actually fell asleep.
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"Uu! Uu! Uu!"
Continuous whistles woke up Mu Tian.
He looked at the roof of the car in confusion and sat up.
I caught a glimpse of Hu Ti opposite him, still sleeping soundly.
Lu Pengzhi, who was on the lower bunk, still had his top hat covering his face and remained motionless.
Liu Qinghuai, who was leaning against the door as if listening to the movement outside, turned around anxiously, stared at him, and put an index finger to his lips.
"Bang!"
The car stopped.
"Crack!"
Mu Tian hurriedly held the edge of the bed.
"not good!"
Press empty with one hand.
Mu Tian was shocked and fell off his bunk.
"Wow!"
Liu Qinghuai suddenly opened the car door.
A man stumbled in.
"Bah!" Liu Qinghuai closed the car door.
The man stood firm, his eyes misty.
Mu Tian jumped up with a thud, and hit the man's chin with a "boom!"
"Ah!"
The man took two steps back and leaned forward.
Liu Qinghuai choked the man with his left arm, grabbed the man's head with his right hand and knocked it down.
"Crack!"
Amid the crisp sound, the man's eyes widened and his whole body slumped.
Mu Tian was stunned for a moment.
Liu Qinghuai slowly placed the man on the floor, picked up the man's peaked cap, and took off his plaid jacket.
Take out the box under the seat.
A suitcase and two wicker boxes pushed the dead man under the seat.
"What are you doing?"
Hu reminded him, rubbing his eyes and leaning forward to ask.
"Stop talking!" Liu Qinghuai shouted in a low voice.
Liu Qinghuai rummaged through his tartan jacket and found a pistol and a rolled-up piece of paper.
He handed the paper to Lu Pengzhi.
Lu Pengzhi opened the paper, looked at it, raised his eyes and stared at Liu Qinghuai, nodded slightly, and sat up.