"Why is this kid here so late?"

The old Yamamoto glanced at each other, and Mrs. Yamamoto pointed to the pillow, meaning that she should pretend to be asleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Old Yamamoto shook his head, cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Jiang, just about to sleep, are you okay?"

"Of course there is, if it's okay, I'm going to come here in the middle of the night for something. I'm here to apologize to you, I don't know the severity of my shot today, I hurt Ling Lang, I'm really sorry, please open the door Mr. Yamamoto, I can apologize to you in person. ”

Lao Yamamoto didn't know that there were so many people outside at the moment, he didn't expect Jiang Xiaobai to come over to apologize, and after a little hesitation, he opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, and seeing so many people standing outside, Lao Shan knew that he had been fooled again. Jiang Xiaobai definitely didn't come to apologize.

However, he couldn't close the door again immediately, so Lao Yamamoto had to ask stubbornly: "Mr. Jiang, why did you bring so many villagers here?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Mr. Yamamoto, the last time I saw you in the provincial capital, you said that you would come to the village to pay tribute to the souls of the innocent people who died tragically at the hands of the Japanese army. They all wanted to meet Mr. Yamamoto. ”

Ichiro Yamamoto didn't know what medicine was sold in Jiang Xiaobai's gourd, but he knew that it was definitely not a good medicine.

"Mr. Jiang, there are not so many people in the room, so let's talk in the courtyard. Ichiro Yamamoto walked out the door.

The group of villagers that Jiang Xiaobai found immediately surrounded Lao Yamamoto.

"Mr. Yamamoto......"

Immediately the crowd burst into tears.

Old Yamamoto panicked and looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a look of help in his eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, tell them to stop crying, let's talk about something. Ichiro Yamamoto said.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Mr. Yamamoto, they want to take you to the mass grave on the other side of the village to have a look, where all the innocent people killed by your Japanese army are buried." ”

"Now?" said Old Yamamoto.

"Now. Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

Old Yamamoto hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's too late, tomorrow, I must go tomorrow!"

"Talk to them. Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Mr. Yamamoto, I have to go tonight!"

Jiang Xiaobai had already written the script, and these villagers were all found by him, so of course they had to act according to his script. If Lao Yamamoto goes obediently, then everything is easy to say, and if he doesn't want to go, he will be tied up.

Lao Yamamoto was reluctant to go, but was taken away by a group of villagers who pushed and shoved him. Mrs. Yamamoto rushed out, intending to catch up, but after thinking about it, she went back to her room.

In this way, Lao Yamamoto was taken to the mass grave in Nanwan Village with great reluctance, there are many graves here, and it is really strange and scary to come to this place on a dark and windy night.

"What do you want to do?" Old Yamamoto looked at Jiang Xiaobai angrily, "Mr. Jiang, you don't want to kidnap me, do you?"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "What are you kidnapping! There are many Chinese killed by the Japanese army buried under the mass graves, Mr. Yamamoto, your performance in the provincial town last time made me look at the Japanese people with admiration, and I hope that you will show a satisfactory attitude today. ”

Mr. Yamamoto looked at the graves one by one in the dark night, and he saw that there seemed to be graves being dug in the middle of the night.

"Is there someone digging a grave there?" asked Ichiro Yamamoto, pointing ahead.

There are indeed people digging graves there, it is Liu Changhe and Zhao Sanlin arranged by Jiang Xiaobai.

"No!" Jiang Xiaobai knew that there was, but he said he couldn't see it.

"Did the big guy see that?"

"Nope. The villagers shook their heads.

"Impossible!" said the old Yamamoto, "It's just that someone is digging a grave, I can see it clearly." ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "We haven't seen it! Mr. Yamamoto, if you don't believe it, you can go over and take a look yourself." ”

Ichiro Yamamoto was about to walk over to take a look, but the surroundings were so eerie that he didn't dare to go there alone.

"Because there were so many people who died tragically in this mass grave, this place has the greatest resentment and is often haunted. However, it is said that if you are a person with an open heart, you will not usually see ghosts. Mr. Yamamoto, are you sure you saw it?"

"No, no, I was dazzled just now. "How could Ichiro Yamamoto admit that he had a ghost in his heart, so even if he saw someone digging a grave, he didn't dare to insist that he saw it.

A table of eight immortals has been set up here in the mass grave, and many offerings have been placed on the table of the eight immortals. Jiang Xiaobai lit a stick of incense, and there were words in his mouth.

"Ancestors, the descendants of the little Japanese son have come to visit you, and they have come to make amends on behalf of their ancestors. You can look down there. ”

"Get on your knees!"

"Don't get down on your knees yet!"

The villagers roared angrily, so frightened that Lao Yamamoto's knees weakened, and he really knelt down.

"Mr. Yamamoto, you came to our village this time to pay tribute to the souls who died under the guns and bayonets of the Japanese soldiers, and now that they are at your feet, please start your memorial. Jiang Xiaobai stood in front of Ichiro Yamamoto, who was already kneeling on the ground at this moment.

"How should I pay tribute?" Ichiro Yamamoto was already in a mess.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Treat them as your own ancestors, we have to kowtow to the ancestors here." Come, you kowtow four times first. ”

"Knock!"

The villagers roared in unison, and Ichiro Yamamoto seemed to see their angry faces one by one, and immediately kowtowed four heads according to Jiang Xiaobai's instructions.

"Good. Jiang Xiaobai smiled coldly, "Do you know what you do after knocking?"

"I don't know. Ichiro Yamamoto shook his head blankly.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Tell your heart to the souls buried deep underground." ”

Ichiro Yamamoto was stunned for a moment, and then he began to make nonsense.

"Ancestors of Nanwan Village, I am deeply ashamed of the sins committed by my ancestors in China, and I apologize to you on their behalf. This time I came to Nanwan Village to pay tribute to your heroic spirits......"

Ichiro Yamamoto said a lot, but he never satisfied Jiang Xiaobai. Jiang Xiaobai had no choice but to interrupt him and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, the dead are dead, and the living will continue to live." Shouldn't you say anything about the descendants of these victims?"

Ichiro Yamamoto heard the meaning of Jiang Xiaobai's words, which was asking him to pay for it. Originally, when he came to Nanwan Village this time, Ichiro Yamamoto was ready to spend some money. But in his opinion, now is not the time. In the middle of the night, there was not even a media, and if he spent money, it was equivalent to throwing it into the water, and he couldn't hear a sound, so he had to discuss it with Jiang Xiaobai. (To be continued.) )