Outside the bamboo house, the wind did not rise, and the poles and green bamboos had no waves and no waves, standing quietly in the empty courtyard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Inside the bamboo house, the howling and crying stopped abruptly not long after.

After a moment of silence, I only heard Han Qihai sigh lightly: "The title of Brother Feng's wolf's mouth eleven lang was called at that time. I don't know how many wolves he killed in the Wolf Mountain Canyon before he got this title. ”

Liu Shuangli nodded lightly.

Looking back, Wind Eleven had already poured back onto the table, his big rough hand rubbing against the already empty wine glass. He returned to his original drunken posture, and there was not a trace of tears on his face, as if the deafening cry just now had nothing to do with him.

There are so many things in this world that cannot be put into words. For those who have not experienced it personally, no amount of narration is only a superficial understanding and feeling, and it will never be possible to appreciate the taste.

War is the most difficult thing in the world to talk about. No matter how poignant it has been depicted, how tragic, how proud. For those who have experienced it firsthand, in the end, it is mostly just pain, a pain that can never be erased.

After sighing in vain, Han Qihai also stopped talking, took the green bamboo teacup on the table, and drank the tea that seemed to be inexhaustible.

The small bamboo house fell into an eerie silence.

For a long time, it was Qin Siyang, the boy who had always spoken the least, who broke this oppressive quiet.

I saw that the boy's eyes were cold, and he said word by word with an expressionless face: "There are thirteen people who survived, so according to this, the so-called Zhengbei League was created by the thirteen people who survived." And this Wind Hero must be the eleventh hall master of the Zhengbei Alliance, isn't it?"

Han Qihai put down the teacup in his hand and nodded.

"What about you, Han Gongzi, what is your relationship with the Zhengbei League?" Qin Siyang asked as he stared at Han Qihai.

"Me?" Han Qihai smiled indifferently, "What can I have to do with the Zhengbei Alliance?" I think Han San left Xuanhua with his family eight years ago. Now, it is just entrusted by his family to come back to dispose of the old mansion in Xuanhua. Hehe, but I don't want to meet Xuanhua martial law as soon as I come, which is really unfortunate. ”

"Is it that simple?" the boy questioned.

"What do you think of the little brother?" Han Qihai asked rhetorically.

was stunned, but Qin Siyang didn't know how to answer.

"Siyang!" Liu Shuangli, who was shocked from his sadness, hurriedly grabbed the boy, not wanting him to question people like this again.

"Haha," Han Qihai smiled softly again, looked at the two children in front of him, and said with a frown, "Little brother's question, I have answered." Now, it's up to me to ask the two little brothers some questions. ”

"Well," Liu Shuangli was surprised, "what does Han Gongzi want to ask us?"

Han Qihai lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "I don't know where the two little brothers are, and why did they come to Xuanhua?"

"This-" Liu Shuangli was stunned, glanced back at Qin Siyang, threw the topic back, and said, "Didn't Gongzi Han investigate us, you should know, right?"

"All I know is ......" Han Qihai looked at Liu Shuangli with his hands on his chest, and said, "The two little brothers escaped today from the Chengxue Lin family, the master of the Nine Halls of the Zhengbei League. ”

"Cheng Xuelin? no—" Liu Shuangli subconsciously denied.

Han Qihai smiled again: "Little brother, don't you know that the house where you have lived for more than half a month is the property in the name of the Nine Hall Masters of the Zhengbei Alliance?"

"Isn't that Aunt Zhang's home, how can it be? No, Aunt Zhang's son is called Brother Zhang Xi. ”

Han Qihai shook his head meaningfully: "The pseudonym of the Nine Halls of the Zhengbei League is Brother Zhang Xi, and the Aunt Zhang that the two little brothers have come into contact with this month is not Cheng Xuelin's mother-in-law, but his nurse." The Zhang family's mansion is the most important activity base of the Zhengbei League in Xuanhua City. ”

This explanation surprised both Liu Shuangli and Qin Siyang.

It's not that I didn't think that Aunt Zhang had a relationship with the Zhengbei League. Since they saw those people at Aunt Zhang's house in the morning and heard those words, the two children knew that Aunt Zhang was not simple, and it was not simple there.

But they couldn't estimate for a while that it was the most important activity base of the Zhengbei League, and Aunt Zhang herself was actually a person in the Zhengbei League.

The two children couldn't help but secretly ask, did they unknowingly fall into some incident?

After being stunned for a while, Liu Shuangli smiled bitterly and said, "Han Gongzi understands really clearly. ”

Han Qihai frowned slightly: "So Han San is very curious, the two little brothers have attracted so much attention from the Zhengbei League, and they were invited to stay in Zhang's house without avoiding suspicion." ”

"I don't know why. Liu Shuangli also frowned and said, "Maybe Aunt Zhang invited us when she saw me and my little brother alone and strange and pitiful." ”

"Pity?" Han Qihai smiled coldly, "There are so many poor people in this world, why did she invite two of them alone?"

"This-" Liu Shuangli hesitated a little embarrassed, "Master Han, we really don't know why, you ...... What do you mean by that?"

Han Qihai chuckled, tapped his fingertips on the table, and asked, "The two little brothers are from Peizhou?"

"Yes!" Liu Shuangli nodded, looking at Han Qihai with a puzzled expression.

"Do you know Song Guangxiao?"

Liu Shuangli was stunned again: "Song Guangxiao, Song Ye?" Yes, we have met in Peizhou, didn't this Han Gongzi ask before, why do you still ask?"

"The crux of the matter is not here. Han Qihai still chuckled, but this time he didn't want to laugh the same as before, and his handsome face showed some cunning, "The two little brothers came to Xuanhua this time for an old gentleman in Peizhou City, right? ”

"Han Gongzi's investigation is really not ordinarily clear. Liu Shuangli replied with some displeasure, "Yes, in order to avoid the winter, we have been living in Mr. Chen's house all winter, what's the matter?"

Han Qihai's cold eyes swept over Liu Shuangli, and fell on Qin Siyang, who was silent again, paused, and said with low eyebrows: "Don't you know that the two little brothers don't know? You borrowed the Mr. Chen for half a year, but he is the father of Chen Fan, the former Jizhou guerrilla general. ”

Liu Shuangli was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Mr. Chen has mentioned this." On his deathbed, he asked me to help find his son. ”

Han Qihai bowed slightly: "From what I said, the little brother also knows that six years ago, Xuanhua and Jizhou jointly attacked the Outer Mongolians. ”

"Well, yes. Liu Shuangli nodded again.

"That year, the Xuanhua Department of 60,000 people was wiped out after returning from the attack. Only thirteen people escaped, and the thirteen who survived by luck later created the current Zhengbei League. ”

"Uh!" Liu Shuangli responded, but his heart was cold to hear the words of this lucky survival, and he didn't know what it was like.

Han Qihai's expression was still faint, and he couldn't see a trace of fluctuation: "Did the little brother think about it, what happened to the Jizhou Division that agreed to participate in the attack in the north of the country that year?"