Chapter 147:

"Chirp! Tweet - knock ——......"

"Bang - crackling——......"

When night fell, Zhujiawa, which had been quiet for a day, was broken by the explosion of fireworks that reflected most of the village, and then the fireworks and firecrackers rang out in unison, as if they were rushing to the market.

When the people in the village reacted, the deafening sound of firecrackers in the north of the village, which was originally just the whole village, was directly immersed in the sound of firecrackers. It seems that there are people in the south, south, and northwest who are wantonly setting off firecrackers and fireworks.

"There are a lot of fireworks, it's the New Year, it's the New Year...... I don't know who shouted, and then the village resounded one after another. It seemed that in an instant, the village was lively.

"Aren't firecrackers not allowed? Why did you put it yourself? Some old men in the village who had eaten the New Year's dinner and didn't want to huddle together with their sons and grandchildren to watch TV couldn't help but mutter when they looked up at the constantly flashing fireworks in the sky above the village with the Yantai pot in their hands.

"Just let it go, blow up a hole in the sky, this is a big New Year, you have to don't let the guns go, mother, it doesn't look like the New Year. I didn't eat the New Year's dinner. ”

"That's right, maybe if you blow it up like this, you can blow up all the filth."

"Hey, if it were that simple, those who were soldiers wouldn't be able to come in batches. Lao Tzu, look at it, they can't touch the door now! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't care about us above, it's nothing if our little lives are gone, but what about the group in the house?"

"...... yes, the old men originally had some schadenfreude, but at the end of the old man's reminder, they gradually fell silent.

After about three to five minutes of firecrackers and fireworks, some people in the village couldn't bear it. The first of them are the children who bought fireworks for the Chinese New Year early.

Originally, everyone who was informed that they could not set off firecrackers during the New Year tried their best to rest, but now the whole village is surrounded by fireworks and firecrackers, and those who have finally stopped are immediately agitated again.

Not only children, but also some young couples, also want to give it a try, set off a firework to join in the fun, and see if anyone cares.

Human beings have a tendency to follow the trend, see the neighbor's movement, and slowly move their own hearts, and then spread ten, ten to hundred. In just half an hour, the whole village was lively.

Even people who didn't even dare to turn on the lights in the yard for some reason turned on their lights when the fireworks and firecrackers were bustling. It was as if the village that had been so quiet before did not exist at all.

"It's like the New Year!" The warriors and soldiers stationed in the rice field in front of Zhujiawa Village also looked up to see the gorgeous fireworks in the sky above the village. Some people couldn't help but mutter, "...... is silent and silent, inexplicably like a horror movie, ....... ”

"Who set it up in front, you have money, so many fireworks."

"It's all cheap, and if it's more expensive, then it looks good when you put it away."

"It's back!" Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, and the warrior on the rice field looked around with an inexplicable face. They soon discovered the reason for the scream.

Major General Qin Mian quickly ran out of the small white building of the village committee and rushed to the most crowded place in the rice field. Since more than half an hour ago, he was sent out of the door by Zhang Jin's not very polite, very 'food protection', and people couldn't laugh and cry, 'I'm going to release the New Year's whip, can you go back first', and he has been tormented with anxiety since then.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that the young man's words actually came true - 'When I set off the firecrackers, they will probably come back, about thirty or forty minutes, I have to hurry up and stir-fry'.

Are you back? Are you back? Has anyone really come back? Major General Qin roared excitedly and nervously in his heart, while trying to squeeze into the crowded crowd, and when he finally squeezed into the crowd and saw the scene inside, he was surprised at the same time, a stream of sour heat flowed out of his eyes.

In front of him, it was indeed the team he had sent away before Dongfang Yao and the others, but it was not that team.

Obviously, what he sent away before was a team of twenty-four comrades who were full of energy and high spirits; But now there are only a dozen or so people standing or lying here, who are in tatters and in tatters, like people who have escaped from a refugee camp.

Qin Mian even saw panic and despair in the eyes of some warriors. Familiar with this kind of look, he knew that such a warrior had lost the qualification to go to war again. Even the best psychotherapists can't erase the shadow that already exists in their hearts.

What kind of catastrophe can destroy the top lion in the armies of these countries into such a state?

"Chief." Qin Mian choked up and looked at the old man in the team, although his face was haggard, full of injuries, and the clothes on his body were even more tattered, only striped white shirts remained, but he still worked hard like a tall cedar, standing proudly, and then solemnly saluted.

"Major General Qin." The old man tried his best to open his tired eyes and returned Qin Mian with a standard and majestic military salute, as if he was a soldier who had just returned from the battlefield.

Some things don't need to be described and described in too many words, and they can be guessed based on appearances. Looking at the group of tired and single tired teams in front of him, Major General Qin Mian didn't ask anything, and quickly asked the people of the medical team to carry down this group of people who had finally returned, and he was going to go to the ambulance camp together.

But when he saw Dongfang Yao and his party following behind Lieutenant General Shen, he paused and gave a solemn military salute again.

Dongfang Yao and his entourage, who had been silent behind the crowd, except for Dongfang Yao, who had been a soldier, the others were all from ancient martial arts, and these people were usually scattered, so it was impossible to expect them to respond.

Major General Qin didn't want the other party to respond, but purely to express his gratitude, thanking this group of warriors who had only set off at noon, but were already ragged, tired, and wounded at this moment, for being able to bring their people back.

"......" Qin Mian opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Dongfang Yao, the leader of the team, "General Qin, let's go back and talk about the rest, now let's let everyone rest and rest." ”

Major General Qin paused and nodded.

"Thank you, please prepare some gauze and other things from the medical camp, I will take them away later." Dongfang Yao said to the martial artists behind him, "If you don't dislike it, you can join me." ”

"Mr. Dongfang is polite." The martial artist who followed Dongfang Yao thought of everything in the mountains and forests, and looked back at the mountains and forests behind him with palpitations, and nodded decisively, "Then trouble Mr. Dongfang." ”

Qin Mian watched Dongfang Yao lead a group of warriors who were not lightly injured and walked towards the road into the village, and his heart trembled and suddenly thought of something.

The medical saint Zhang family! If he remembers correctly, it is clearly recorded in the information given to him above that the youngest martial artist who came with him this time is the youngest and highest cultivator of the medical saint Zhang family.

Glancing at the direction of the medical battalion, Qin Shao walked over quickly, the injuries of Lieutenant General Shen and others, the people of the medical battalion helped to bandage the external injuries at most, but the internal injuries were helpless. Maybe the young man of the Zhang family, the medical saint, has a way, or not.

Just walking, Qin Mian's pace slowed down again. Thinking of the basin of fried meat that was still in his office at this moment, he felt that if he rashly brought Lieutenant General Shen and his party over, the young man of the Zhang family, the medical saint, would definitely not be hospitable.

"Chief?" The guard who followed behind Major General Qin looked in front of him suspiciously, staring at his commander.

Major General Qin groaned and said, "You go and inform the cooking team and the procurement team, and ask them to prepare twenty quilts and some grain, and send them to the small house at the back of the village." I remember telling the head of the cooking class that the food delivered in the years was more abundant. ”

"Yes." The guard didn't ask anything, and one of them took a break and saluted before running away.

Watching the guards leave quickly, Major Qin continued to walk towards the medical camp, walking and unconsciously looking in the direction of the village. After the previous bombardment of firecrackers and fireworks, the smell of gunpowder in the entire Zhujiawa area at this moment is full. However, the village is much more vivid at the moment, not only is the lighting much brighter, but from time to time you can hear the sound of children firing cannons.

Dongfang Yao and his entourage slowly walked towards Zhujiawa Village, and the situation encountered in the mountains before made this group of people who had palpitations really not interested in talking.

But as the footsteps approached the village, the thick smell of gunpowder between the noses and the smell of gunpowder mixed with the aroma of food made the hearts of the people in this team gradually stir, and their spirits unconsciously improved, and their steps were much lighter.

"It's strange, why do I think that the further I go into the village, the more strength I have?" A martial artist with a face of about thirty years old couldn't help but frown after stretching his waist.

Another person of about the same age laughed when he heard this: "You smell the smell of meat, are you greedy?" ”

"That's not right!" The martial artist who spoke shrugged his shoulders a few more times, and said with a serious face, "This, gluttony is secondary, I just feel that the smell of gunpowder smells very comfortable." ”

The "......" team was silent again, and after that, several martial artists who had been breaking their faces laughed and glanced at each other, the meaning was self-evident.

A martial artist who was about fifty years old glanced at Jiang Mo and said, "Jiang Protector, did you say that this firecracker exploded at the right time?"

Jiang Mo glanced at Dongfang Yao, who was walking in front of the team, and smiled indifferently: "Whether it's time or not, it's good if we come out." ”

The other martial artists glanced at each other again, and then looked at Dongfang Yao in unison. I have a plan in my heart at the moment.

The situation in the mountains and forests this time made almost everyone feel a sense of fear in their hearts, and under such a huge coercion and terrifying attack, they even felt that even if the entire Huaxia martial arts arrived, they would definitely be wiped out.

If it weren't for their temporary decision to completely obey Dongfang Yao's arrangement, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to stand here now.

There is also the Lieutenant General Shen that many of them have heard of, it is said that he is also a master in the middle stage of transformation, but under that kind of coercion, let alone dodging a slight attack, even moving is still as difficult as a child without the power to restrain a chicken.

As everyone's pace quickened, the group soon came to the door of the small mansion. The firecracker red paper covering the ground, as well as the fireworks boxes that are horizontal and vertical, as well as the huge red Spring Festival couplets at the door, coupled with the rich smell of meat that seems to overflow the whole world, simply make the people in the whole team have the urge to turn back and fight again when they are full of blood in an instant.

"It smells so good!" Someone couldn't help but mutter.

"I'm so hungry, I suddenly feel so hungry, I don't know if the food in it is our share."

"I don't have a portion, just give me some soup, I think now as long as I have this fragrant soup and give me a big pot of white rice, I can eat it all."

Just look at the children who are attracted by the rich aroma of meat and shrink their heads.

A young man in a red down jacket appeared in front of everyone at this time.

The boy held a small wooden basin filled with fried food that looked like it had just been cooked.

In normal times, their group of martial artists who can delict the delicacies of the mountains and seas almost every day are not disdainful at all, but now they all have the urge to rush up and grab it.

"I'm back." Zhang Jin smiled at the people who walked to the door, as if the return of everyone was not a novelty at all.

"Want to help?" Zhou Xiaomei walked out of the crowd slowly.

Zhang Jin paused and shook his head: "No need Aunt Zhou, you can hurry up and go into the house to rest, I'm ready." Just when he said these prepared words, his eyes were unconsciously aimed at the people behind Dongfang Yao.

That look, how do you look at it, it feels like it's not welcoming to others.

Dongfang Yao paused, and because he saw Zhang Jin's somewhat relaxed face, he directly smiled and said, "They just came to see a doctor." ”

Belch! Is it? Actually, they still want to be guests by the way, really! All the martial artists had a feeling of instant collapse. At the same time, I shouted in my heart, who is from this special family, how can he be so stingy? Isn't it normal to have a meal for the Chinese New Year?