"He knew why." No. 9 nodded: "But he found it boring, so he continued on the road."

"He is the Dark Soul Messenger. He has actually seen a lot of these things." After the tea was boiled, Luo Qiu separated the tea.

No. 9 took it naturally and held it, like a person who wanted to keep warm. "Yes, he has seen a lot, but he has always looked on with a cold eye."

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Where did he go next?"

"I went to a forest and met a mountain guard." No. 9 looked at the pine leaves floating in the stainless steel cup. "He suddenly wanted to get in touch with this mountain guard. So he became a travel companion and walked into the mountain guard.

Inside the house. The mountain guard is named Zhang Jinquan."

"He must be very hospitable. There are guests in the barren mountains and mountains." Luo Qiu thought of that scene.

No. 9 had a smile. It turns out that a dull person can look so good-looking when he smiles. "Zhang Jinquan raised chickens outside the forest ranger station. Zhang Jinquan killed a chicken that night and used it to greet people. It was very hospitable."

"I want to eat too." Luo Qiu said with some yearning.

No. 9 smiled, "I don't think you will like that kind of environment too much. It's too simple. There's not even enough electricity there, and there's no signal at all. The only way to understand the outside world is to watch TV and listen to the radio. And there are only a few

It can be used during this period... When watching Xinwen Lianbo, Zhang Jinquan is reluctant to use electricity at other times."

Luo Qiu smiled and said nothing.

No. 9 took a sip of the pine leaf tea that was already at the right temperature. "The taste is still a bit bad. It will taste better if it is boiled with snow water."

After Luo Qiu took a sip, he turned over and fetched a few pieces of snow from the snow peaks thousands of miles away, stuffed them into the cup again, and put some pine leaves in. It looked extremely ugly and not very clean.

.

"How long has he been at the ranger station?" Luo Qiu asked.

No. 9 said: "There are ten days. Within those ten days, he and Zhang Jinquan spent four or five days on a mountain tour."

"He seems to like this period of time very much." Luo Qiu smiled.

No. 9 nodded: "It's a very quiet place. During those ten days, all the unhappiness he had before seemed to have disappeared. Just treat it as a vacation, that's what he thought... He still has to leave, because his master

Your instructions must be carried out."

Luo Qiu thought for a moment and said, "His master sometimes doesn't do well enough."

No. 9 shook his head and just said quietly: "When leaving, Zhang Jinquan killed another chicken as a practice for him. That night when he saw the old man guarding the mountain drunk, he shed a few tears.

. Only then did he feel the reluctance of the old man guarding the mountain... This old man has stayed in the mountain for forty years."

"What will happen to this forest ranger station in the future?" Luo Qiu asked.

No. 9 thought for a while, "He doesn't know either. Zhang Jinquan said that no one was willing to take his place, so he had already retired and could only stay temporarily... The old man guarding the mountain still hopes that someone can take his place. Very soon.

A strong desire. So before he left, he made a white card with Zhang Jinquan’s information, intending to hand it to his master after the journey was over."

Luo Qiu nodded, "I will go and have a look if I have the chance."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

…

The rain outside the house gradually stopped. It was night when Luo Qiu went out. When he got here, after staying in the house for a while, it was almost dawn.

After telling Zhang Jinquan's story, No. 9 suddenly sang a song, saying that Zhang Jinquan had taught him the tune of the old Huayin tune.

——The battle bell rang high on the mountain.

——The bells ring, people rejoice, and the mountains and rivers listen to the movement

——The Canal of Happiness was opened, diverting water from the mountains, showing a bright future.

——A riot of purple and red...

He really enjoyed those ten days at the ranger station.

…

"I remembered?"

After listening to No. 9's old talk, Luo Qiu suddenly asked.

No. 9 shook his head, "I don't have any impression at all, but I can vaguely guess... I may have been from that era."

"You don't seem to be as eager to recover your memory as you were the last time you came to see me."

No. 9 thought for a while and said quietly: "Maybe it's because I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of."

No. 9 looked at Luo Qiu and said, "May I know where all my achievements have been spent?"

Luo Qiu shook his head: "According to the agreement you signed, you cannot have the direction of using your performance after each transaction is completed."

No. 9 nodded. The boss cannot violate the terms of the agreement... No matter whether it is the previous term or the current term: unless the boss is willing to pay the price to break up the terms of the agreement.

No. 9 sighed, "I don't know what I'm afraid of, I just feel uncomfortable... Sometimes, I even suddenly regret making the request you made before... Maybe if I don't mention it, I won't be afraid. This paragraph On the road, I don’t feel like me, but more like him.”

"Then why are you trying to stop this flash flood?"

No. 9 was silent for a while, "You haven't seen the time of disaster relief."

Luo Qiu shook his head: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

No. 9 said: "He saw... saw the blushing faces with clenched teeth, saw them building a human wall to block the breach. Many people couldn't hold on any longer and fainted. , and then someone came to make up for it immediately. Some people jumped into the water to save people, and some people were soaked and kept carrying sandbags in relays from day to night. When you are really tired, you will see them one after another, The scene of falling asleep directly on the street. He looked at them, like corpses lying on the battlefield, covered with mud, and he couldn't even see anyone's face clearly, but he knew that as soon as he acted as a whistle When the sound was blown, they would all stand up... He suddenly realized that nothing seemed important anymore."

No. 9 said in a deep voice: "He suddenly felt an extremely strong feeling of heartache... When this kind of pain came, instead of feeling afraid, he felt something was calling him. His actions had already preceded It blocked his thinking, so he didn't think. He knew that this flood fight would eventually fail. He knew that these young soldiers would be drowned in the endless flood... But he didn't want to, he didn't want these young soldiers to be like this. Silently sinking to the bottom of the water... Along the way, he saw too many people who had "forgotten". He felt that he was not qualified to blame these people, because they had never experienced that era, had no experience, and naturally had no feelings. Everything was out of touch. No experience will last long. So even if he saw someone who was disdainful, someone who felt that the times had changed and no longer needed, or even someone who was ridiculed by young people without any limit in order to become famous, he would just watch with cold eyes... But At least, but at least, he wants to keep the lives of these young soldiers. They are like this pile of firewood."

"He suddenly became less scared... Although he hadn't thought of it yet, he knew that some things were always being passed on from hand to hand, just like firewood, there would always be someone to pick it up, someone to pass it on, and then someone else.

To pick him up... he couldn't let it be lost. So he forgot his identity and stood in front of the power of nature. He thought, even if he was shattered to pieces, it would be good... Suddenly, he felt better than he had in the past few decades.

Be happy every day."

"So, it doesn't matter whether you think about it or not."

…

…

The sky is getting brighter again, but it is still overcast, and it will still rain here the next day.

No new branches have been added to the fire for a long time, leaving only layers of white ashes, but there is still warmth, and the sparks under the ashes have not been completely extinguished.

Luo Qiu stood up. Staying awake all night would not hurt him.

He looked at No. 9 and raised the map in his hand, "Are you still planning to continue this journey? There are still two or three places left before its end."

No. 9 shook his head, stood up as well, looked at Luo Qiu and said, "No... I haven't been at my job for a long time. It's time to go back to work."

Luo Qiu nodded, "The cost of reshaping this time for you will be deducted from your future performance in installments... OK?"

No. 9 was silent for a while, then suddenly bowed and whispered: "I hope you... can treat this country well, master."

After saying that, No. 9 left, turned into a cloud of mist, merged into the forest that was not completely lit up, and disappeared.

"Somehow, I still remembered something..."

…

When we returned to the club, the maid hurriedly prepared breakfast.

When she delivered breakfast to the study, Luo Qiu was looking at the account book, looking thoughtful.

"Master, are you looking at No. 9's performance book?" The maid walked to the side of Luo Qiu and began to lay out breakfast.

"I'm wondering if his commission points can be increased a little." Luo Qiu said casually: "Otherwise, with the performance he can retain according to the agreement, no matter how hard he thinks, he may not be able to stop a flash flood next time... Black

The soul messenger is too weak, even blocking a flash flood is half dead, and the store doesn't look good, right? But I really can't find anything that can be adjusted... This agreement was too rigid when I took office... Well, I think

It’s a waste of money again.”

The maid didn't say anything. After carefully setting up the breakfast, she took the performance book from Luo Qiu's hand and said softly: "Master, let me adjust it."

Luo Qiu laughed at himself: "Then I will continue to be my useless person."

Of course it's just a joke.

The maid smiled sweetly, flipped up her hair from her ears, and opened the performance book to look for feasible adjustment plans.

——In 2015, 10,000 yuan of performance was consumed to improve the energy of ten academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

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——In 2008, 200,000 yuan was consumed to increase the earthquake survival rate by 1.5%.

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——In 1969, three thousand achievements were consumed to extend the life of the scientist named Qian for forty years.

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——In 1962, all performance was lost and rainfall resumed in large areas in New China.

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Many, many years ago, a man named Zhang Ziru walked into the club and made such a wish.
Chapter completed!