Chapter 904

Until Zhang Yan came to say that the man was a scholar. Zhou Zhuo suddenly remembered that on the way back, halfway up the mountain, he saw the back of a man, who he was sure was the scholar. Because the clothes as like as two peas are exactly the same as the ones he is wearing.

Zhou Zhuo thought to himself, why did the scholar not put the Kongming lamp on the mountain, but on the hillside? Zhang yanmingming said that the place where Kong Mingdeng was put was on the mountain, and it was not far away, but he just didn't go up.

Therefore, Zhou Zhuo thought that the scholar was a little strange before him. He thought that it was possible to attract the scholar's attention. But it seems that with these words, there is no change in the scholar's expression.

Is it really wrong? This man in his forties can't be the one they're looking for. But if it wasn't the person they were looking for, where would that person be?

It's clear that the clue is in this small town, but they can't find any clue. Zhou Zhuo had no confidence. He doesn't know how long he can hold on.

"Brother Zhou! Brother Zhou Suddenly, it seemed that a distant voice was calling him. Zhou Zhuo came back and looked at Qian bin, who was calling him. My uncle said, "take out the picture and show it to the elder."

Heard Qian Bin's words, Zhou Zhuo subconsciously protected his heart. "But that picture was taken more than ten years ago. The people in the photos have changed. Can you still see them? "

Zhou Zhuo really doubts this. However, since they want to see the photos, Zhou Zhuo should still take them out. He was a little slow in his previous work.

"Yes Qian bin also buckled his head. "Yes, it was more than ten years ago. What's more, now people don't know what they look like. The news we got was that he seemed to have left. After a serious illness, I may have changed my appearance. "

Said here, only Qian bin poured himself a mouthful of wine, "Oh, I don't know, I feel bored to death, I don't know where to start. We've been here for almost two months. There's no clue. It's a real headache. "

Two young people in their twenties came to this strange town and stayed for nearly two months. They are busy looking for people all day, and their hearts are tired.

After drinking, their inner depression was also released. One side of Zhang Yan kept persuading, "it's OK, it's OK, this kind of thing is thankless."

"What's more, I've been missing for so many years. I can't find it for a while. You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. There must be a way for the car to get to the front of the mountain, and the boat will go straight to the bridge. "

Everyone here knows that this is Zhang Yan's consolation. But even so. But for Zhou Zhuo and Qian bin, there is absolutely no consolation.

After drinking, Zhang Yan's father comforted him and said, "everything is fate. Think about it. The person you are looking for has not been found for so long. It must be no fate. You guys, don't be too stressed. I want to be open in everything. "

"As the saying goes, if you have a chance, you can meet each other naturally. If you don't have a chance, you don't even know each other, do you?" With that, he also raised a glass of wine, "come on, drink, a drunk solution thousand worry!"

Qian bin also yelled, "yes, my uncle is right. Once drunk, I can get rid of thousands of worries."

The scholar was listening and watching. At this time, they are also full of curiosity about the person they say. "It doesn't matter. Show me. Maybe I can see something from his outline. "

"If I have ever seen this person, I will have some impression by comparing the outline. I have a good memory. "

Since the scholars have all opened their mouths, Zhang Yan is also urging. Zhou Zhuo thinks that since there is no clue, it's better to treat the dead horse as a living horse. So he took out the picture from his wallet and handed it to them.

"This is the man. The person we are looking for is him. This child is his child, and his life is in danger now. "

Hearing Zhou Zhuo's words, the scholar's eyes suddenly flashed a ray of light, but it soon dissipated. No one knows what happened. Zhou Zhuo didn't have time to watch it. On the contrary, Zhang Yan's father looked at the photo but did not speak for a long time.

Zhou Zhuo asked suspiciously, "uncle. Do you know him? "

Zhang Yan's father has been staring at the photo without saying anything. Even Zhou Zhuo called him, he didn't seem to hear. After a while, he handed the photo back to Zhou Zhuo.

At this moment, Qian bin was eating, and suddenly said, "I'll talk about it. The vast sea of people. It's not so easy to find someone

Qian bin suddenly sigh, let Zhang Yan's father suddenly raised his head. He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak.

So he poured wine on himself and took a mouthful of it. "Let's leave it to the professionals. We can't help either. Come on, have a drink. "

Zhang Yan's father's attitude now is in sharp contrast to his enthusiastic help just now. What does Zhang Yan's father know? Zhou Zhuo thought in his heart. If it's normal, maybe they won't think at all.But now it's a very special time, not to mention that Zhou Zhuo has some doubts about the scholar's identity in his heart. At this time, Zhang Yan's father has such an attitude. Zhou Zhuo wants to know more about it.

"Actually, uncle? We thought about it, too. The effect of seeking inspiration is not great. We think that the most practical way is to find people through people. "

Zhou Zhuo had a drink of his own. "For example, uncle, you just said that senior scholars are always wandering in the town and nearby towns. Let's have a look. Maybe we'll meet the person we're looking for. "

On hearing Zhou Zhuo's words, Zhang Yan's father quickly put down his chopsticks. "Well, our village doesn't deliver goods or make any contacts in the next few days. I don't think you have any chance."

It seems that Zhang Yan's father has been trying to avoid this topic, but he continued. "Well, don't even talk about it. The more you talk about the troublesome things, the more headache you have. Today is the first day of the lunar new year. Let's drink happily."

Zhang Yan's father successfully pulled the topic apart, and the scholar on one side just sat silent, drinking and eating, and not participating in their discussion.

The meal started at 2:30 p.m., drinking and eating food, and continued until the evening. Zhou Zhuo sighed. Their meal lasted long enough.