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Chapter 414: The Good Story of the Year, Back to the Horse Gun!

When Zhao Yan heard what this old farmer said, he was stunned, because the old man still spoke the dialect of Ludong, so he didn't hear it very clearly.

He took out the Chinese cigarette in his pocket and handed it to the old man: "Old man, what did you just say? Master Mo is no longer here? What's the matter?"

The old man knew Chinese cigarettes, but he didn't like to smoke them, shook his head, took out his own dry tobacco bar, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I can't get used to your cigarettes, I'll just smoke this." ”

Yang Chen nodded and said, "Uncle, you seem to be very familiar with Master Mo??Why is he not here?"

"What are you looking for Master Mo?" the old man asked.

"Old friends are looking for them. Yang Chen said briefly.

The old man nodded, let out a long breath, and frowned: "I see, alas, if you want to talk about my relationship with Master Mo, in fact, it is far-reaching, seeing that you two young men have no other intentions, I can talk to you......"

Saying that, the old man sat down, and Yang Chen and Zhao Yan naturally listened attentively.

"Back then, when I was four or five years old, I didn't have enough food and clothing, my family was very poor, and every family had many children, and sometimes there were more than seven or eight brothers and sisters, and no one could take care of anyone, they all grew up eating and playing mud in the village...... That year, we came to Lushan County, a strong man, he brought a little brute, of course, hehe, it was the strong man who called that child a little brute, I was about the same age as that little kid back then......"

"The strong man is very particular about dressing, a feeling of his own, although he wears coarse linen clothes, the poor don't even eat, but the clothes are washed white, but they are still clean, ten parts of the pay attention to clothing, integrity, etiquette, etc., I still remember the strong man, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a heroic spirit, blood and strength, righteousness and thin clouds, is a real man, of course, now I know everything, I can't call him a strong man, I should call him Uncle Mo......"

"Back then, everyone knew that Uncle Mo was a good man who could write and martial arts, and could break words and read words, but in those days, no one could eat enough, and he didn't have enough to eat, so who could take in two foreigners, one old ......and one young?

Later, Uncle Mo took his little beast and went to the mountains, even if the people in the village were not too friendly to them, but Uncle Mo understood very well, and never had any contradictions with the villagers, plus Uncle Mo was diligent, ten percent diligent, and tireless, but later in the mountains, he also set up camp, with such a small courtyard and a few wooden houses...... Later, as everyone gradually got acquainted, they became friends with the villagers......"

"But then something happened...... The villagers all have opinions about Uncle Mo. ”

"There were two things that ...... at that time"

"First, Uncle Mo's identity is unknown, after living in the mountains of our Lushan County, people always come to look for him from time to time, some ride high-headed horses, some drive classic cars, some walk up the mountain, some ordinary people, some bureaucratic people, and even monks, bandits, Taoist nuns and the like......"

"Therefore, the villagers feel that this Mr. Mo, there is a problem with his identity and background, in that war era, everyone is in danger, and most of the people in small places only seek self-protection, and they are worried that Mr. Mo will bring trouble to the people in the village because of these three-religion and nine-stream relationships, so they gradually stay away, do not associate with him, do not talk to him, and do not let his children go up the mountain again......"

"The second thing is that the little beast that Uncle Mo has been carrying, dirty and smelly, it is said that there is something wrong, the kind that is said to be contagious, in fact, it was leprosy during that time, hehe, it was not a big deal, but people at that time were not superstitious...... Even more so that his children don't have contact with him, and even try his best to let Uncle Mo leave Lushan County with that little beast!!The farther he goes, the better......

"However, at this juncture, the little devil really called......"

"Spears, cannons, ......"

"I remember very clearly, that night, it was very dark, and the little devil suddenly came, and the sound of gunfire crackled like fried beans, ping-pong, and all the villagers were frightened, and a lot died that night, and the little devil burned and looted, and did everything to the women...... The villagers died and fled, and the young ones all ran away, leaving only some old ones, who could only sit at home and wait for death...... I was young and had so many brothers and sisters that I couldn't leave...... However, it was precisely because I couldn't run away that night that I saw things that I was shocked and admired for the rest of my life!!"

Yang Chen took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "What's the matter?"

The old man took a puff of dry tobacco pouch, frowned, spat splashed, and his face was bright: "That night, I saw with my own eyes that under the artillery fire, the fire in the village was burning, and on the mountain, there was actually a man coming down, holding a long spear, you know......? The person holding the red tassel gun was none other than Uncle Mo......"

"Uncle Mo was about to be executed when all the villagers were about to be executed, the righteousness was awe-inspiring, and he went down the mountain single-handedly with a gun, at that time I knew that Uncle Mo was a person with real ability, he was not afraid of danger, he fought alone, one person blocked the little devil and an infantry company, and the little Japanese devil who was shot back to the horse fell into the water, and he was extremely happy! ! Even the real foreign guns and foreign cannons couldn't hit him! The little devil had to retreat quickly at an emergency moment to give up the invasion, saving the lives of the whole village, and at the same time, saving my ......"

Speaking of this, the old man grinned and said, "Actually, because I have many brothers and sisters, no one wants to play with me, at that time I often secretly went up the mountain to play with that little beast, hehe, I am not afraid of leprosy, I will die when I die, and it is normal for dead people to die in those years......"

"Later, the little devil suffered a loss and refused to give up, and launched several waves of attacks, the village really couldn't stand it, Uncle Mo alone, he was weak to return to the sky, and in the end, it was precisely because I had a good relationship with the little beast that I took me to the mountain, which escaped a catastrophe......"

Later, the little devil left, the villagers all came back, every household lost their soldiers, and the population was uneven, at this time I realized that Uncle Mo was a person with great ability, and every family took rice, flour, grain and oil to invite Uncle Mo to live in the village, in fact, in order to wait until there was any more danger, so that he could hold a spear to block bullets for himself...... However, Uncle Mo said that he was leaving...... Later, it was really gone, and I never saw ...... again."

"In the blink of an eye, decades later, the little beast is back, and he is already in the same grade as me, hehe, I asked Uncle Mo before, saying that he died in the hands of the little devil decades ago, and the little beast came back and lived in a small house on the mountain again......"

At this time, Zhao Yan suddenly realized, and his mouth suddenly opened: "I see...... There is also such a moving story, that, now we are looking for Master Mo......"

"...... right"

The old man nodded: "The Master Mo you are looking for is the leprosy little brute that Uncle Mo brought back then, Mo Qing ......"

"Alas......" Zhao Yan sighed: "It's a pity that no one sings the heroic story......"

At this time, Yang Chen asked again: "But, since Master Mo is above, why did you say that he may no longer be there, uncle?"

When asked this, sure enough, the old man's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he said: "It's not like I was forced by someone!!" Now that they are all well fed and clothed, the bureaucratic spirit of those people in the government has risen...... It's a long story, but if I repeat it now, I'm afraid I'm going to be here tonight!!"

Hearing this old man say this, Yang Chen and Zhao Yan both frowned......

"Uncle, you should tell us what's going on?" Zhao Yan took a puff of his cigarette and couldn't help but ask.