The roosters crowed and the smoke curled.

The sun in the east has shown a small half of its face on the ridge. The milky white fog still flowed slowly like a river, casting a hazy veil over the houses in the village, the hedgerows on the roadside, and the peaks around the village.

Today is a good day for Qingluo Village, and the irrigation canal presided over by Master Chen - Qingluo Zhen is about to be excavated. Before and after breakfast, Zhentou was full of people watching the excitement.

The chief of the bodyguard, Wang Jiagui, happily put on the shirt and the melon skin hat, carefully tucked the short gun around his waist, snapped again, and habitually patted it on the handle.

After a while, he packed up his belongings, straightened his chest and belly, and walked out of the house in a splayed step. At this time, I suddenly saw the figure of the pimply cow running from behind the fence.

Niu Er's shoulder-length short hair was like a clump of grass flying, and his thin body was as thin as a bamboo pole, which really made people worry that he would run so fast and whether he would break it from it.

Wang Jiagui frowned and scolded in disgust:

"What are you panicking about, Niu Er, like a prodigal dog?"

As soon as Niu Er saw him, his eyes lit up, he slowed down, quickly stopped, and panted:

"Guarantee, Guarantee...... Happy, happy event! ”

"Happy event?" Wang Jiagui pouted strangely, and glanced Niu Er up and down,

"Hey, I said Niu Er, you have no land, no land, no strength, this young master of the Chen family digging water, what does it have to do with you? Besides, you stole Widow Liu's belly pocket that year, and you weren't beaten enough by Young Master Chen? ”

Niu Er was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly glanced left and right, and seeing that there was no one nearby, he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Wang Jiagui's sleeve, and begged in a low voice: "Bao, Baochang, old cousin, I didn't, didn't I change it earlier!" Don't, don't keep talking about this old thing......"

Wang Jiagui folded his sleeves, dusted off his clothes, straightened the cloth belt around his waist, and tucked the short gun again, patting the handle of the gun, and his face was raised:

"Niu Er, let me tell you, you have to be honest! The palm-sized piece of land left by your wife has been barren, so your cousin planted it. When you came back from collecting firewood a few days ago, did you go to the field and pick a lot of vegetables? Say, is there such a thing? ”

"This, this ......" Niu Er's face was blue and white, and he snorted for a long time, "I'm passing by." I saw that my cousin's gourd planted had worms, and it was a pity that it was broken......"

Niu Er's voice did not fall, and there was a crisp sound, and he had already been slapped in the mouth.

"Broken?" Wang Jiagui dragged Niu Er's chest, his eyes widened, and he shouted in a low voice, "If it's broken, it's also my family's melon...... If you dare to go again, don't blame me for selling you to other provinces, and go to Qiu Ba! ”

"No...... Don't dare, don't dare! Niu Er covered his face and nodded again and again. At that moment, there was a pop, and the clothes on his chest were torn.

Wang Jiagui was stunned, and hurriedly let go of Niu Er, but he still kept a straight face, looking like he hated iron but not steel: "Look at it, look at it, it's so lazy to eat all day long, what does even a piece of clothing look like...... Anyway, what's the happy event? ”

Niu Er let go of the hand covering his face, glanced at the brand-new silk shirt on Wang Jiagui's body, raised a finger in fear, and squeezed out a flattering smile on his face: "Village, village...... In the temple on the side of the road, another stranger came......"

Niu Er's chest was open, revealing his bony chest, which looked like a washboard. His skinny ribcage was like a papier-mâché lantern.

Although it is the height of summer, the wind in the early morning in the mountain village is still a little cool. Niu Er sneezed twice in a row. He hurriedly covered his chest. Seeing that Wang Jiagui was still frowning in puzzlement, he bowed down and explained in a low voice: "Bao, Baochang, this foreigner is a man...... Seventeen or eighteen years old......"

"Zhuangding?"

Wang Jiagui's eyes lit up and asked tentatively. Seeing Niu Er nodding again and again, his brows quickly relaxed, and a smile slowly appeared on Shaorou's face, "Okay, Niu Er, don't look as thin as bean sprouts, the brain melon seeds are quite good....... It just so happened that the day before yesterday, Master Liu in Xikou Town asked me to find someone to top the number of soldiers of his brother-in-law in the third room......"

Wang Jiagui patted Niu Er on the shoulder and laughed happily, "Niu Er, it's not in vain that your cousin has taken care of you for many years, and when there is a good thing, you can still think of your cousin...... Ha, haha......"

Niu Er also grinned and smiled.

Qingluo Village is located at the junction of two provinces, and a large road behind the village connects Hunan and Jiangxi. The Land Temple is right on the side of the road. The temple is small and can only accommodate five or six people. On weekdays, no one worships, and only during the New Year's festival will the villagers come to offer incense.

Behind the temple is the reckless mountains, and wild beasts are seen from time to time. For a long time, under the wind and rain, most of the temple gate has decayed. In normal times, except for the large number of horse gangs, ordinary beggars and passers-by do not dare to stay overnight in the temple.

In recent years, the situation has been restless, from time to time there are refugees passing through Qingluo Village, the chief Wang Jiagui and Chen Laoye together, gathered a few bird guns, seven or eight shuttle darts, and formed a team to protect the armor.

At the beginning of last month, Wang Jiagui led the armor protection team to arrest a fugitive in the temple and sent him to Xikou Town for ten yuan of white flowers. Niu Er knew the news and hurried away. But it was too late, and the people had already received their bounty and came out.

At that time, Wang Jiagui saw Niu Er's eyes coming, so he also shared 20 big coins with him, and he was happy for half a month.

In the middle of the night last year, Niu Er came back from touching a chicken from a neighboring village, and saw a figure flash into the Land Temple from a distance. He thought he had seen a ghost, so he was so frightened that he made a detour into the village and didn't sleep well all night.

When he woke up this morning, he mustered up his courage and quietly went to the back of the temple to look at the window, and found that the person inside was still there, a young man. He hurriedly rushed to report the news, thinking to himself, this time, his cousin would have to let himself join the armor protection team.

After a while, Wang Jiagui and Niu Er took the rope, took the armor team, and walked to the back of the village happily. I don't know whose two earth dogs also shook their heads and tails, caught in the queue.

In the blink of an eye, when I came to the front of the Land Temple, I saw that the temple door was closed, and two slight snoring sounds occasionally came from inside.

Wang Jiagui opened his mouth, the armor guards spread out in a fan, and a shuttle dart gently poked the door. But the temple door seemed to be bolted from the inside, and it didn't even open after a few stabs.

Everyone sighed strangely, because there was no bolt on the temple door, but at this time it was obvious that it was propped up from the inside. Looking through the hole in the door, I realized that the stone incense burner in the temple had been moved to the door, blocking the two doors tightly.

Everyone looked at each other. The stone incense burner has two ears and three legs, which is very heavy, and there are three or four hundred catties to say the least. With this amount, Niu Er can't move it at all without four or five cows. It can be seen that this foreigner in the temple has two strengths, no wonder he dares to spend the night in this deserted temple.

Wang Jiagui personally stepped forward, vigorously slapped the temple door, and shouted: "Open the door, open the door!" Hurry up and open the door! ”

After a while, a young voice sounded inside: "Who?" What for? ”

"Go into the temple and burn incense! Hurry up and open the door! ”

The stone incense burner inside rumbled away, Wang Jiagui retreated and flashed to the side, waved his hand, and the three earthen guns were aimed at the temple door.

The temple door creaked open, and everyone was stunned when they saw the person inside.

--Fake foreign devils!

Qingluo Village is located at the junction of Hunan and Jiangxi, and there is a young master of the Chen family, a student who studied abroad, and a native of Qingluo Village, can be regarded as having seen the world.

The person in the temple has short hair and a pair of bright eyes under thick eyebrows. It looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his knife-like face is slightly childish. But his demeanor is calm, his expression is calm, and the whole person seems particularly capable.

He wore a white short-sleeved shirt on the top, a suit and trousers on the bottom, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes, which were pressed on his feet. It's just that now he has a lot of mud and grass clippings all over his body, and he looks a little embarrassed.

The sharp-eyed Wang Jiagui found that this person was still carrying a crystal steel-shelled watch on his wrist...... This fake foreign devil is actually a little more foreign than the young master Chen who returned from abroad.

Everyone looked at each other. At this time, this fake foreign devil didn't seem to have woken up yet, rubbed his eyes and spoke, in an official language:

"Is it really the Republic of China?"

Although everyone can listen to the general meaning of this official statement, they are not likely to say it, and only Wang Baochang can speak more smoothly: "Our name is Qingluo Village, and I am the chief of security here." Who are you? What to do here? ”

"Chief? Are you a security officer? The young man inside muttered in a low voice and laughed, "Wearing a melon skin hat, a cardigan, and a lewd nature, is it a security chief?" Niang Xipi, then your Uncle Xie Yucheng is still the chairman......"

Niu Er jumped out from the side and shouted:

"Yo ho? Look at you, you are not big, but your tone is not small. Standing in front of you is the chief Wang of our Qingluo Village. After fighting the Republic of China for 18 years, my cousin became a security chief. It's been six years now. Real money, such as fake exchange. Ten miles and eight towns, no one knows, no one knows. ”

He said as he gently shook the rope in his hand.

Been in office for six years? It seems that it is really the twenty-fourth year of the Republic of China, 1935 AD...... The temple gate is narrow, with a few hillbillies, holding a few shuttle darts and earth guns, and the temple gate is blocked tightly. The man in front of him was as thin as a bamboo pole, and he spoke ruffianly.

There was some backlight, and it was difficult to see the person's expression, but the rope in the man's hand clearly sent a signal: its owner was in a state of excitement. At this time, Xie Yuzhen, who was tired and hungry, scolded angrily in his heart: Ma Dan, this Republic of China, why can't you live anywhere?

"Which do you say you are? Are you the chairman? ”

Xie Yuzhen was thinking about it, and Wang Jiagui, who was wearing a melon skin hat, spoke.

Wang Jiagui knew that there was a chairman of the National People's Congress in Nanjing, who was the biggest official of the Nationalist Government today, but he was only afraid that he would be forty or fifty years old.

The foreign student in front of him is extravagant and compelling, and he is not timid in the face of the spear and earthen gun, and he knows at a glance that his origin must not be simple. But if you want to talk about what kind of "chairman" it is, Wang Jiagui feels unbelievable....... You can't just start being an official in your mother's womb, right?

"Oh, you're the village chief, I'm glad you'll be there. I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm a little sleepy...... The brother is the chairman of the Standing Committee of the Nanjing National People's Congress...... The one who was sent, the commissioner! ”

In the smoke-filled village, there was a hint of the aroma of food, and Xie Yucheng, who was hungry, couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly.