Chapter 213: Hong Kong Mourning (2)
The Min village, which was originally located in the midst of green trees and beautiful waters, is now in a dilapidated state, the village has been burned to ashes, only some ruins and broken walls tell the story of the past tragedy, and most of the trees around the village have been burned to the point that only the stumps remain.
The village was covered with black ash from burning, and the river outside the village was clear and black. Lin Junxiong helped Cai Yuexiu slowly into the village, Wang Biao and Zhao Xing followed, and Da Zhuang and Monk Liyuan also came out of the shadows.
Cai Yuexiu cried several times, although Lin Junxiong stood steadily, his tears never stopped. The scenes of ruin tell the sadness of the past, and the tragedies seem to appear in front of everyone's eyes.
The once lively village is now left with the desolate cries of a few old crows; What was once a beautiful homeland has now become a manifestation of the sins of the Japanese; used to carry too many warm harbors, but now there is a heart-wrenching sadness when you see it.
The group silently mourned the sadness of the past, Lin Junxiong stood in front of the former home, remembering his father's life with a chess game, and his father's loving eyes burned his heart and ached; Thinking of the sad and complicated eyes of the uncle and aunt after seeing him, and the long-lost smiles of Lin Junbi and Xie Qinhua after the reunion, my heart was wet; Thinking of the scene of a family laughing and reuniting together during the Spring Festival last year, I couldn't help but burst into tears. The former warmth can no longer be found, the laughter of the past can no longer be heard, and at this moment he feels that the colors in his world have all turned into the bright red of blood, and the temperature in his world has dropped below freezing.
Lin Junxiong searched the village, and removed the unburned bones of those who were not burned in different postures and could not be identified one by one for burial. Wang Biao, Zhao Xing, and Da Zhuang silently followed Lin Junxiong's footsteps, but they couldn't bear to step forward to help, they knew that Lin Junxiong wanted to mourn that sadness, pick up those hatreds, and bury those souls who experienced pain.
Sometimes he looked at the charred place, sometimes he looked up at the sky, sometimes he shook his head and sighed, as if he was thinking about something, looking for answers to some questions.
Cai Yuexiu was in the courtyard of her original home, looking at the place where Lin Lizhong died, trembling and picking up the ashes, slowly piecing together a broken skeleton, and kept muttering to herself: "Lizhong, I really want to accompany you, but although our son is very strong on the surface, I know how bitter he is in his heart, how much pain, how much hatred, how much he wants to fall I am afraid that he will no longer be able to bear the pain of losing his loved ones, can you understand?" I'm alive, but my heart is with you, remember to take good care of myself over there, take care of our daughter-in-law Yukina, take care of our grandson"
Lin Junxiong came to his mother's side after disposing of the other bones, he squatted down and leaned his mother's head on his shoulder, choked and said, "Dad, don't worry, I will take care of my mother, and your son must remember your teachings." Don't blame Yukina over there, whether she is Chinese or Japanese, she is the wife of her son, and she has never done anything to be sorry for us. The son will definitely avenge you, and the son will definitely live up to your expectations and become a hero. After the Japanese are driven out of China, my son will come back to tell you the news of the victory. ”
Lin Junxiong and Cai Yuexiu dug a pit with their hands to bury Lin Lizhong's bones, and then buried Wang Yucui and Lin Liyi before slowly leaving.
Most of the day passed, and several people walked slowly on the way back, and when they arrived at the entrance of the village, Master Liyuan stopped and stopped.
"Master, but grief keeps you from moving? Lin Junxiong stepped forward and asked.
Yuan looked into the distance, and his eyes blurred with sadness: "I thought that I had already cut off the red dust, my ears did not hear the things of the world, I was deep in the mountains to cultivate in the next life, and I was begged by the twilight to help you, all kinds of tragedies, all kinds of sins, let my red dust heart breed, I don't want to run away anymore, I want to be a monk in anger!" ”
"Resentment arises, resentment is difficult, and only when the ambitious nation hits them trembles and kills them until they are cold, will they stop and give in. Buddha is a philanthropist, the Buddha punishes the disgusting, the world is peaceful, the people can be peaceful, and the master Hongchen is up, but it is to save more philanthropists. The Buddha is in the heart, the Buddha is in the line, and the heart is in the rules, so why care if it is a robe, whether it is restrained by nine incense scars? ”
"Buddha is a philanthropist, the Buddha punishes the disgusting Buddha in his heart, the Buddha leads to action, and the heart is upright, why care if he is wearing a robe, whether he is restrained by nine incense scars" Master Yuan repeated Lin Junxiong's words, and only looked at Lin Junxiong happily for a long time and said: "Commander Lin really has a witty word, a few words woke me up, a self-proclaimed monk who has practiced for 30 years, it seems that I have always been too obsessed." ”
"It's good that the master doesn't blame me for talking nonsense, how can Toshio be compared to the master, and I hope the master will give me more guidance in the future."
Since the last time he opened the killing ring in Jingyuetan, he has always been depressed and rarely spoken, and today he was broken by Lin Junxiong's obsession with a few words, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed, he said with a wry smile: "Guidance? Where can I point you out, for my own obsession, I can't understand it for a month, but you have just a few words turned into invisible, I have to ask you more for advice in the future. ”
Lin Junxiong found out that Yuan was a more stubborn person, so he simply didn't dwell on this issue, he asked suspiciously: "Junxiong has always had a question in his heart, I don't know if the master can solve the doubt?" The master has not been out of the mountains for 30 years, why would he give up his cultivation to come to help? ”
"Master Yuanjue is my master!"
Lin Junxiong was a little surprised, although he knew that Dusheng had a deep relationship with Master Yuanyuan, but he didn't expect it to be a brother-in-law relationship, but Dusheng was a lay disciple of Master Yuanjue.
Thinking of Master Yuanjue's many points in Maoshan, Lin Junxiong was a little sentimental, and was about to say something to Yuanyuan, when he saw that he was staring at a place two hundred meters away, and looked around, but he didn't find anything abnormal.
"Now that you are in the red dust, you should do your best to protect the safety of the forest commander, you can rest in place for a while, and then I will go and clean up those ghosts."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared, and Lin Junxiong secretly sighed that his speed was at least two positions slower.
After only a moment, Li Yuan walked back with a person in each hand, and after approaching, he threw it in front of Lin Junxiong, and said: "I think Commander Lin wants to know something, seeing that they have guns in their hands and are acting sneaky, they must not be good people, so I caught two alive, and five have already died in my hands." ”
After speaking, he walked to the side and looked at the scenery in the distance, as if everything just now was not done by him, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Do you confess now, or wait until you have exhausted Lin's methods before confessing?"
The two people who were arrested looked at each other, exchanged something in Japanese, and a look of absolute expression appeared on their faces. Lin Junxiong quickly grabbed the chins of the two of them and said coldly, "Want to die so easily? It depends on whether I can do it or not! Wang Biao and Zhao Xing, take out the poison from their mouths for me, and then smash their teeth! ”
"Yaga, we are samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, we can't be insulted by your sister, please give us a decent way to die."
After the poison in the mouths of the two was taken out, they knew that they couldn't escape today, and one of them buried his head in pleading with Lin Junxiong.
Lin Junxiong glanced at Wang Biao and Zhao Xing, then turned his back and said, "Tell me everything I want to know, and I will fulfill you." ”
"Ahh
After Wang Biao smashed the teeth of the other person with the butt of his gun, the Japanese samurai with a bloody face screamed miserably, and the other person trembled a few times, and said with a side face: "We are from the Imperial Japanese Consulate in Hong Kong, and Mr. Asahara-san sent us to monitor here." ”
"What else? That wasn't enough to change my decision. Lin Junxiong didn't turn around and said indifferently.
"The matter of Minren Village was reported by Lin Huaide and his son to Mr. Asahara, Cheng Yubin came to Hong Kong, Lin Tianyou has gone to Ryukyu, and it is said that there is a middle-level officer in the Ryukyu Anti-Japanese Army who is arranged by Lin Huaide."
Lin Junxiong was shocked, originally thinking that since Lin Huaide was a traitor, his son Lin Tianyou should still be alive, but he didn't expect to go to Ryukyu, and what made him even more shocked was that Lin Huaide's internal response buried in the anti-Japanese army had been hidden for more than ten years without being discovered.
"I regret the affairs of Minren Village, it was all done by Cheng Yubin and Asahara Nagamasa, but I didn't participate, and I also hate what the imperial soldiers and samurai did, please believe me!"
Lin Junxiong turned around to see that this Japanese samurai didn't look like he was lying, and waved his hand to Zhao Xingyi and said, "These situations you said are enough to exchange your life, you can go." ”
The Japanese samurai couldn't believe it, and it took a while before he got up and walked out, and after taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Thank you, please leave quickly, the people who set out to ask for reinforcements have been walking for three hours, and a large number of Mr. Asahara's people should be almost there." ”
Lin Junxiong watched the Japanese samurai walk away, turned around and said to a few people: "Quick, let's hide first, and then take a detour back to Hong Kong, this road should have been monitored by the Japanese." ”
When Lin Junxiong and a few people hid 300 meters away from the Japanese samurai surveillance site discovered by the Yuan, several trucks pulled hundreds of Japanese military policemen drove over, stopped at the monitoring point, and after a while, scattered and searched for a while, and then advanced towards Minren Village.
An hour later, when the Japanese military police left, Lin Junxiong and his party returned to Minren Village, and saw that all the previously buried bones had been dug up and smashed to pieces.
Wang Biao and Zhao Xing supported Cai Yuexiu, silently in pain, and Liyuan and Da Zhuang were also sad and indignant.
Lin Junxiong's eyes were blood-red, his fists were clenched, and after burying those scattered broken bones again, Lin Junxiong said with a monstrous hatred: "Asahara Changzheng, the blood feud in the Min Village will be returned from you, and the mourning of the Min Village will start from this moment!" ”