Qingchuan had eaten the reception banquet arranged by Zhang Tao, and it was very calm for a few days, and the forces in all aspects tacitly did not organize their actions, and even the ruffians on the streets were much less.

After Qingchuan and Huang Gongzi took office, they did not hunt down anti-Japanese elements as Zhang Tao imagined, but devoted all their energy to stabilizing social order.

Dozens of scoundrels who did not pay for meals, hooligans who molested women on the street, and ruffians who bullied and dominated the market were arrested. An old lady who found that her wallet was missing when she was buying food on the street also alarmed Harukawa, and he personally took more than 20 Japanese military police and traitor spies with a large ticket to catch the thief all over the street, and finally chased several streets and shot the unlucky thief to death.

Seeing the devil official holding a bloody wallet and stuffing it into his hand, the old lady was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

At the same time, the "Manchuria Daily," "Japan-Manchurian Goodwill Daily," "Jinzhou Times," and other puppet Manchurian newspapers, half a month after the incident, published the "heroic deeds" of "Manchurian Zhang Tao's Senator" in assisting the imperial army in cracking down on the anti-Japanese rebels and the "heroic deeds" of personally killing six anti-Japanese anti-Japanese elements, and praised Zhang Tao as "a model for Manchurian youth and an example of goodwill between Japan and Manchuria."

Zhang Tao threw away the newspaper in his hand irritably, got up from the sofa, and paced back and forth in the living room: "What the hell do the little devils want to do, they pretend to be good people themselves, and they shout everywhere that I am a big traitor, what do you mean." ”

The fourth uncle said worriedly: "That's what it means, if you are not firm in resisting Japan, you will definitely be fooled by the little devils, and if you are firm in resisting Japan, you have to scold you first and then scold the little devils." Young master, the little devil is staring you to death, fortunately, the sample will come over tomorrow, and in a few days you will go to Xinjing and the Black Dragon Society to do business and deliver, and the devil's suspicion can be somewhat reduced. On the people's side, alas, the people's side take your time. ”

As he was talking, the housekeeper Zhang Gui walked in: "Senator Zhang, the shopkeeper Zhang from Xiangmanlou came to settle the bill, and he was dressed very cleanly (there is no tail in the back)." Zhang Tao smiled: "People come to settle the bill and care if they are clean or not, you go to check the accounts and let the shopkeeper come to the study to see me." The fourth uncle also chatted together. ”

Not long after, Zhang Laicai walked into the small living room, and Zhang Tao and the fourth uncle were already sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Zhang Tao beckoned Shopkeeper Zhang to sit down, and said with a pun: "There is no matter of much money, why did Shopkeeper Zhang personally run away." ”

"Mr. Zhang can sit still. I came here this time for three things, first, Senator Zhang, you have become a suspect in the 'killing of all directions' identified by Tegaoke, and everything that is happening now is directed at you. It's just the beginning, and Tekoko has developed a ghost-hunting plan with the aim of exposing you and wiping down your power. Zhang Laicai couldn't wait to say as soon as he sat down.

"The old Kubo devil has always been staring at me, I'm used to it." Zhang Tao laughed self-deprecatingly, "How do you know so many things?" ”

Shopkeeper Zhang smiled: "We have our own way." This second message should be of more interest to you. The silk of the Grandma Ridge next to the Little Black Mountain is about to vote for the Japanese, and the leader is called 'Live Animal'. ”

Zhang Tao stood up from the sofa immediately: "If he really becomes a dog, the old wolf camp will be dangerous." What is the third one? ”

Shopkeeper Zhang smiled: "Can't sit still, right?" The third point is that there are traitors within us, and it has not affected Hamashima yet, but from now on, we will no longer contact you, this is to protect Mr. Zhang, please understand. Speaking of this, an embarrassed look appeared on the fat face of the shopkeeper.

"The Northeast Army gave up the great rivers and mountains without firing a shot, and you are at least still insisting on the War of Resistance. Now the Northeast is full of stinky meat, and it is not uncommon for a few flies to appear. He also told me to be careful, but you should be careful. Zhang Tao comforted, "Who betrayed?" I really can't do it, I'm going to plug him in, and it's all over the place! Speaking of this, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the murderous aura rose on his body.

Shopkeeper Zhang knew that Zhang Tao was definitely not an honest master, for fear of causing any more leaks, so he hurriedly said: "I don't know who defected, recently our comrades in Jinzhou and Yixian have been arrested one after another, and several intelligence stations and traffic stations have been destroyed, so we analyze that there must be traitors." We will be careful, as for the punishment of traitors, we will still do our own business, and we will not worry about Mr. Zhang. ”

Before the shopkeeper Zhang left, he repeatedly told Zhang Tao to pay attention to safety, and Zhang Tao repeatedly promised to send the shopkeeper Zhang out of the Senate's office.

"'Mountain Rabbit'!" Zhang Tao sat down on the sofa in the living room with a calm face, and shouted without looking back. A nurse walked into the living room, this person's appearance is not related to a rabbit at all, there are no long ears or a three-petaled mouth, he is two meters tall, and he looks black and thin, like a thunderbolt stump.

This "mountain rabbit" has been friends with Zhang Tao for two years. It turned out to be a group of bearded "eyes", but when he stepped on a plate, he was discovered by a gunner, and the "mountain rabbit" was shot in the arm. It happened that Zhang Tao went out and ran into him, so he rescued him and healed his gunshot wound. I heard that the "mountain rabbit" was beaten down by the Japanese, so I left him in the Senate and became a famous nurse. In Zhang Tao's 20 nursing homes, the kung fu and marksmanship of the "mountain rabbit" are all in the middle and lower levels. But this guy has three uniques: one is to recognize the road, no matter how remote the path and mountain road, as long as there is no exit, there is no "mountain rabbit" who does not know. The second is disguise, if he doesn't want people to recognize him, even his father won't recognize him. The third is to hurry, especially on the mountain road, two long legs and one step, no one can catch him. Running faster than a rabbit, this is the origin of his nickname "Mountain Rabbit".

"Senator Zhang, you called me." After the "mountain rabbit" walked in, he bowed and saluted, and his emaciated face had a wooden expression.

"'Mountain Rabbit', you have to go to Little Black Mountain, have a few words to bring to 'Kill Bafang' and Miss Liu, you come here." Zhang Tao beckoned, the "mountain rabbit" obediently walked over, Zhang Tao whispered a few words in his ear and asked, "What's the matter, remember?" ”

"Mountain Rabbit" still nodded expressionlessly: "When the first level of the eyes is memory, Senator Zhang rest assured, if these words are out of shape, come back and you cut off my two rabbit ears and drink wine." ”

"You don't need ears, your ears are not as delicious as pig ears, but this time it's different from the past, the devil is staring closely, you can't ride a horse, you have to disguise yourself to go out of the city, the sooner the better." Zhang Tao said hurriedly, "If it's too late, the old wolf camp may let the family fall the flag." ”

"Senator Zhang, don't worry, if that's the case, I won't come back. I'm ready to go now. "Mountain Rabbit" didn't talk nonsense, turned around and ran out.

Out of town checkpoints.

Several puppet soldiers and devils meticulously inspected and interrogated passers-by. A hunchbacked beggar lined up for examination, and the beggar didn't know if there was something wrong with it, but he put on a sheepskin jacket just in autumn, and inside was shirtless, with long hair, and it was messy. I don't know how long I haven't washed it, and it smells sour for a while. The face and hands are also black, and you can't see your true colors at all. A few flies flew around him happily with great interest, and this kind of flying insect liked this "bright taste".

Seeing a puppet soldier coming over, the beggar rubbed the mud on his chest with his hands, and said with a big grin: "Why do you still check this, I checked the bag when I entered the city just now, and I didn't ask for money." "An authentic Guanli Tangshan accent.

The smell of stinky leeks in his mouth forced the puppet army who was just about to come up two steps back, covered his nose and scolded: "This smell is all rancid, what are you doing with it?" Get out of here! ”

The beggar nodded, and the girl wanted to slip away.

"I didn't check it, I didn't go out." A ghost soldier with a big cover walked over, smelled the fierce smell of the beggar, stood frowning, hesitated, and raised his chin to the puppet army just now: "Yours, carefully inspect the work." ”

"Huh? Me? The unlucky puppet soldier pointed at himself, and when he saw the little devil's firm gaze, he had to hold his breath and touch the sheepskin jacket, and before he could touch it a few times, the puppet army jumped up, shook his hands like stepping on the electric door, and shouted: "Fleas, why are there so many fleas!" ”

The puppet army and the devil next to him gloated and laughed, nonsense, if the beggar has nothing else, he will be rich in this thing!

The unlucky puppet army hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands fiercely, then threw the handkerchief to the side, kicked the beggar's buttocks, and said: "Get out, get out of here, if you enter Hamajima again in the future, beware of the uncle, I will kill you." ”

Seeing the checkpoint gradually moving away, the "mountain rabbit" disguised as a beggar muttered: "Wait, sooner or later, one day grandpa will cut off your hooves." ”

Two other checkpoints were passed in the same way, and by noon the "mountain rabbits" had already entered the mountains.

He stopped by a small river, saw that there was no one around, stripped naked, quickly washed his body, and reached out to open the compartment of his leather jacket, and took out a box cannon and pinned it to his waist. Carrying a torn leather jacket, he took a few steps forward, reached out and took out an oilcloth package from the hole of a large willow tree, and after opening it, there were several box guns ** and a half-new brown short coat. After getting dressed, he casually stuffed his torn leather jacket into the hollow of the tree and walked into the depths of the mountains.

The early autumn and spring seasons are perfect for walking the trails, which are neither freezing cold nor sweaty. The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the leaves of the dense trees, making the "mountain rabbit" feel very comfortable. He picked a few wild sand fruits from the fruit tree next to him and put them in the pocket of his coat, and then wiped the one left in his hand on the placket and bit it, and the sweet and sour juice seemed to flow down the corner of his mouth to his heart. After eating three wild sand fruits in a row, the "mountain rabbit" stopped and looked up to identify the position of the sun, left the mountain path and turned into the path on the left.

The further he went, the denser the forest became, and the layers of leaves blocked the sun tightly, and the temperature seemed to be a few degrees lower than that on the mountain road just now. It may be that there is no sunlight, and the roots of the tree are full of mushrooms.

With a "sigh", a flower snake scurried past the feet of the "mountain rabbit" and burrowed into the grass next to it. The sound of "rustling" is getting farther and farther away, and it is impossible to hear it in the blink of an eye. Then another hare scurried behind him.

The "mountain rabbit" "groaned" in his heart. The face snake that can poison a cow runs fast, it seems that something must have happened, maybe he has encountered a fierce beast in the forest.

He carefully pulled out his pistol, pulled the safety cat, and moved step by step into the depths of the old woods. Just after moving a few steps, I heard a "boom" gunshot, followed by a long howl of "whoa-", which was very loud and full of energy.

The originally quiet forest can be lively this time. Badgers, hedgehogs, squirrels and other small beasts that didn't know where the cats were all running for their lives. Pheasants, flying dragons, skewers and some unknown wild birds fly everywhere.

This guy is very powerful, it can't be a Siberian tiger! The cry of the tiger king has such great ability, and it frightened the birds and beasts to clear the mountain. But this sound is not a tiger roar, but a bit like the cry of a black blind man, but the call of a black blind man will not be so evil anyway. The "Mountain Rabbit" wanted to go around immediately and rush to Little Black Mountain as soon as possible, but his strong curiosity made him unable to move.

"There's still time, it's a big deal to walk a few steps and get there before dark, there are people with gunshots, save someone and accumulate some virtue, maybe God can let me dodge a deadly gun when I fight." The "mountain rabbit" ran on two long legs towards the source of the sound. Not far from the "mountain rabbit" there is a forest leper field, that is, there is no hair in the place where a person has leprosy, and there is not a single tree in the dense woods. As soon as he got to the edge of the leprosy, the "mountain rabbit" stopped.

Just 50 meters away from the "mountain rabbit", an old man held an old cannon tightly, one leg was bloody and fleshy, and he barely stood against the fierce beast opposite.

Opposite the old man was a blind bear, 3 meters tall, with a shiny fur of cyan color.

"Man-bear!" The "mountain rabbit" was shocked.

In the old forests of the Northeast, there are many blind bears, but there are very few human bears. The older generation said that the blind bear had eaten ginseng for thousands of years and lived to be 200 years old before he could become a human bear, and he was not far from becoming a sperm.

In the legend, the man-bear is invulnerable and powerful, and can break an old pine tree with a thigh with a single slap. In the Northeast, there is a saying that "I would rather meet a Siberian tiger than a human bear".

The "mountain rabbit" took a closer look and found that the man-bear was also injured, an iron bear sleeve was twisted and twisted, and a bear was also bleeding from its paw. The strength of the bear sleeve is seven or eight hundred pounds, but it was damaged by this man and bear, how strong is this!

Seeing that the man-bear moved towards the old man step by step, the "mountain rabbit" couldn't care so much, "pop", "pop", "pop", "pop", and shot a few shots at the back of the man-bear's head.

The man-bear was unsuspectingly beaten and staggered two steps forward, but when he saw the blood flowing from the back of his head, he did not fall, and turned to the "mountain rabbit". Only then did the "mountain rabbit" see that the face of the man and bear was also injured, and there were more than a dozen wounds bleeding, but the wounds were not big, and it seemed that the foreign cannon in the old man's hand just now also injured it.

The dozen or so wounds were all distributed around the eyes, but the eyes of the man and bear were fine. A pair of slender eyes glared viciously at the "mountain rabbit". The look was the human eye: viciousness, resentment, anger.

The smell of death began to spread in this old forest......

"Roar! Roar! After limping forward a few steps, the body of the man-bear stood still, staring straight at the "mountain rabbit". The old man behind the man bear hurriedly poured ** into the foreign cannon and pressed the gun sand, while shouting: "Little brother, the man bear wants you to go, you go quickly, don't die for me, a bad old man." ”

The "mountain rabbit" also stared at the man and bear viciously, sweating with the handle of the gun in his hand, panting: "Guys, I am also a man, how can I run at this time." ”

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, the old man was anxious, picked up the foreign cannon that had just been pressed and bombarded it again, and shouted at the same time: "Go through the cave!" A cloud of green smoke rose from the back of the man-bear, his body didn't even shake, his face became more and more hideous, and he slowly turned his head.

The old man was reminding him to hit his ears and eyes, but the ears and eyes of this thing were twice as small as those of the blind bear, and they were not much larger than the caliber of bullets. I couldn't care so much, the "Mountain Rabbit" was heartbroken, and quickly dialed the fast and slow machine on the box gun, and "Da Da

Looking at the little blood flowers popping out of the head of the man and bear, after the shuttle was finished, the "mountain rabbit" turned around and ran, saying in his heart: If I die, I will save a life, and if I can't kill me, I will also do my duty. I didn't run a few steps before I heard a terrible long howl from behind, which shook the big trees next to me. Then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Little brother, don't run, the man-bear let you die." The faintly heard sound made the "mountain rabbit" stop running wildly. He changed his ** and walked over cautiously, only to see the man-bear fall straight to the ground, and the old man squatted in front of the man-bear and looked at it.

The "mountain rabbit" exhaled heavily, pinned the pistol to his waist and walked to the old man: "Old man, is the injury on your leg okay?" ”

The old man raised his head and looked at the "mountain rabbit" with a smile: "Young man, thanks to you, otherwise this old life would have been explained here today." ”

"Mountain Rabbit" was embarrassed: "Don't say that, I'm so scared that I'm about to pee my pants, and I've left you here and run away." ”

"Run? I'll run if I hadn't let this brute out of my legs, I'd have run a long time ago. The Siberian tiger is better than our two masters, and the man-bear runs faster than us. The old man glanced at the pistol in the waist of the "mountain rabbit", "You know the jargon, and you have a self-obtained product in your hand, which big lock is it?" ”

The "mountain rabbit" didn't know why he had a very cordial feeling for the thin and thin, white-bearded and energetic old man in front of him, probably because of eating mountain food, so he replied casually: "I am from the old wolf camp in front, on the small black mountain." ”

"I've seen a lot of locks as an old man, and the old wolf camp is really a strange lock, shouting slogans every day, training, and not working much, just don't let people get close, but it's a bit like an official army." The old man took out a cigarette pouch and lit it in his arms, "Although you killed this beast, I also dragged it for a long time, and I also hung up the lottery, how did we fight this beast?" ”

"Old man, I'm not a hunter, it's useless to ask for this thing. It's going to get dark in a while, I have to leave quickly, old man, where is your house, I'll send you back. The "mountain rabbit" looked concerned and diverted the topic about the old wolf camp.

"My house is far away from here, and I've been wandering around in the forest for several days, you are busy with yours, and you come over with the big boss of the lock at this time tomorrow, and we will divide the treasure of this beast equally in front of your big boss." The old man squinted his eyes greedily at the carcass of the man-bear.

"Old man, it seems that you are not empty, the injuries on your legs are exposed, I will take you back to the locks to treat the injuries first!" It doesn't matter if the old man agrees or not, pick up the old man and leave.

The old man did not resist, and occasionally pointed out the shortcut. By the time I returned to the mountain road from the black blind ditch, it was already dark.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the little black mountain, a man suddenly jumped down from the tree on the side of the mountain road, this person was wearing clothes tied with grass and branches, at first glance he thought it was a bunch of branches and grass leaves, holding a long-barreled revolver in his hand, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the head of the "mountain rabbit".

At the same time, two people jumped out of the grass shell next to him, wearing the same clothes, and the "mountain rabbit" realized that he basically walked over just now by wiping the tip of someone's nose, and this strange clothes were hidden in the grass and really couldn't be found. The two people in the back held the "13 years of Feng" rifle and forced the "mountain rabbit" and the old man on his back.

"Mushrooms, what price, where are you going (who are you, what kind of guy, where are you going)?" Seeing that his companion had already controlled the two of them, the big man who jumped out of the tree asked.

The "mountain rabbit" breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this is the secret post of the old wolf camp. put down the old man on his back, helped him stand, and said with a smile: "The sun is big, what do you want, I want to drink milk and meet the wet nurse, I miss my mother's family, and the child and his uncle have arrived (I am looking for you, we are in a group)." ”

"What is the child's uncle's surname, what is his name, and where does the family live in Gada (how do you prove that you are your own person)?"

"The child's uncle's surname is killed, it doesn't matter what he is called, his family lives by the river with three trees, and his back is against a Linglong pagoda (your big boss's surname is killed, what is it inconvenient for outsiders to say. This person is also on the road, and there is a backer behind fame). The "mountain rabbit" slashed his right hand to the flat left palm, and made an "eight" gesture on the palm.

The three of them looked at each other for a while, and the leader said to the "mountain rabbit": "You and I go in, this old man will wait here for a while." As he spoke, he took out the box gun in the waist of the "mountain rabbit", and took out a black cloth from his arms, preparing to blindfold the "mountain rabbit".

"Wait a minute!" The old man, who was already sitting on the big stone on the side of the road, opened his mouth and took out a flat cloth bag the size of a palm from his arms, "Take this to your big boss." ”

The "mountain rabbit" has always regarded this old man as an old hunter who met a man and a bear, but he didn't expect that he was also a person who had something to do with the camp, so he took the cloth bag suspiciously and put it in his arms, honestly blindfolded his eyes, turned around a few times, and was taken up the mountain. I don't know how long I walked, but the "mountain rabbit" felt a human voice in his ears, and keenly felt that he must have entered the village.

"Hahaha, who should I be, it turned out to be your 'mountain rabbit', why can't you do it in Senate Zhang's mansion, go up the mountain and cast me as a beard?" "Big Scar" hearty laughter rang in his ears.

As soon as his eyes lit up, the "mountain rabbit" saw clearly that he was in a wooden house, the "big scar" was standing beside him, holding a strip of cloth covering his eyes in his hand, and the acacia flower, the "killing eight directions" and several unknown men were sitting on the wooden chairs in the house and looking at him with a smile.

Although it is an acquaintance, the rules are not chaotic, the "mountain rabbit" stood in the center of the room, and arched his hand to all sides: "The three old and four young people of the old wolf camp, four beams and eight pillars, the cub is ordered by the owner to worship the mountain to spread the word, everyone give a place, and it is convenient." ”

"Kill the Eight Directions" sat on the tiger skin chair in the middle and leaned forward: "I didn't expect that the 'Mountain Rabbit' is also a Lima, and the owner will say that there will be no need for these false courtesies in the future." ”

The "mountain rabbit" didn't dare to be careless, but still arched his hand: "The original words of the owner are that the 'live livestock' of Grandma Ridge may have to vote for devils, if this is the case, the 'live livestock' will be killed, and the devils and traitors mixed in will be killed." This handsome flag swallows a gun. Not a word, not a lot, not a word. ”

Liu Yingyuan, who was sitting next to "Killing the Eight Directions", smiled and said: "It seems that this is really the case, let's say something about it." ”

"Big Scar" stood in the middle and shouted: "Yes, yes, the big boss has a word, I'm the first to rush to Grandma Ridge with a big scar, little rabbit cub, I hold my breath when I look at the traitor." ”

The "mountain rabbit" knew that their next step must be to discuss the matter of beating Grandma Ling, and if he said it, he would not have a chance to interject, so he hurriedly took a step forward: "The big boss, I saved an injured old man on the road, and now let the brothers in the village stop at the bottom of the mountain, and he asked me to hand this over to the big boss." After saying that, he handed over the small cloth bag that the old man had given him.

"Kill the Eight Directions" opened the cloth bag suspiciously, and inside was a flat broken bone, which seemed to have turned gray after a long time, and three words were crookedly engraved on it, "Mountain God Order"!

"Kill Bafang" changed his face greatly, and hurriedly put the bone token on the lighting torch inserted in the wall next to him and shook it, with a "squeak" sound, the color became darker, and a refreshing fragrance wafted in the wooden room.

"Kill the Eight Directions" carefully put the mountain god order on the wooden table, and stood up suddenly: "Open the middle gate and tell the cubs to line up to welcome the 'living immortals' in the mountain." He said to the "big scar": "I am an incomplete person, please trouble my brother to go to the mountain next time and carry the 'old fairy' on his back." ”

"Isn't it just an injured old man, why do you do such a wicked thing?" "Big Scar," muttered.

"If you are told to go, you will go, where is so much nonsense!" Seeing that "Killing the Bafang" seemed to be really angry, "Big Scar" beckoned the two brothers over and left without saying a word.

"Big boss, what is this thing? When you roast it like this, it has such a fragrant taste. Huaihua, who had not made a sound, asked suspiciously. The mountain rabbit "also pricked up its ears."

The eyes of "Killing the Eight Directions" narrowed and spoke.

More than 40 years ago, counting now, it was still the Guangxu period.

At that time, there were not as many people who ate Jianghu rice as they do now, although they were also gangs, but they were also horse gangs, beards, salt gangs, and gold stacks, adding up to more than a dozen locks.

At the beginning, there was a response to each other, and there was nothing to help or anything, but then there were gradually bumps, and the relationship became more and more stiff.

Everyone pondered that it would not be possible to go on like this, sooner or later, the officials and soldiers would be exterminated with a lock of money, and the devils of the first year of the first year entered the Kanto, so they wanted to choose a leader and take everyone to fight devils while making money.

But these people are used to being kings and hegemons, and no one is convinced of anyone, so the matter is just left here, and there has been no result for a few years.

Coincidentally, that year, the Tiger King was in the old forest of Hat Mountain, and it was said that he was a big insect with a fine eye, extremely fierce, and always ran into the tunzi at night to hold children, not to mention a lot of lives, and the officers and soldiers could not be injured with foreign guns.

These locks agreed that whoever can kill the Tiger King will be the leader of the road.

But after a long time, no one could hurt a single hair of the tiger king, and then a sturdy man went up the mountain alone and inserted a knife into the tiger king's eye.

He killed the tiger king who was a scourge, and he himself was seriously injured and fell unconscious for more than ten days. Everyone said that this man was the mountain god who went down to earth, and at this time he was going to leave again in addition to the harm, so the beards made the shoulder blades of the tiger king into this "mountain god order", and planned to be martyred for the mountain god, but they didn't expect that at the moment of burial, the man turned around in front of the ghost gate and woke up!

After the story was told, everyone was stunned with wide eyes.

"Mountain Rabbit" widened his eyes and shook: "This man can't be the old man I rescued, right?" He is also 60 years old, and his beard is not completely white, could it be that he killed the Tiger King when he was a teenager? ”

Hearing this, "Kill the Bafang" laughed: "60 years old? 'Mountain Rabbit', you're gone! Tell you, the year the little devil entered Kanto, I worshipped the 'old fairy' for his 70th birthday. This year, he should be 75 years old. ”

Huaihua's eyes widened: "That's really an 'old fairy', but why did this 'old fairy' run away to the blind ditch alone?" ”

"Kill the Bafang" sighed: "It's not all devils, the old man left the road and moved to Fengtian when he was 65 years old, and the house he lived in was still given by the handsome." Every New Year's holiday, the marshal sent the young marshal to send things to the old man. The big locks and the big bosses of the big gang also send food and drink to the old man all day long. Until the little Japanese devil entered the Northeast, he first sent a traitor to ask the old man to go out of the mountain to be the governor of Fengtian Province, but was pushed back by the 'old fairy' because of his age and poor health. Later, the Japanese adviser to the Emperor Ikeda, the old devil, personally came to the door to ask the 'old fairy' to be the senator of the puppet Manchukuo, and also sent two devils to guard the door for the 'old fairy'. The 'old fairy' couldn't hide anymore, so he killed the devil who guarded the door and returned to the old forest. In the past few years, I don't know how many big locks have to take over the 'old fairy' for the elderly. But he always said that the world was too chaotic and his loyalty was unknown, that is, he lived in the forest. Fortunately, the old man has been practicing since he was a child, and later he didn't know how many good things he ate for thousands of years of old ginseng and three-legged forest frogs, and his body was very tough. ”

"If the old man of Kanto, from the ancient to the weak, has such a temperament as the old man, why worry that the land will not be restored and China will not prosper!" Liu Yingyuan muttered softly.

"I'll go out to greet you!" Huaihua stomped her feet and walked out of the wooden house.

"Kill the Eight Directions" stood up: "Let's go, the whole team, light the incense burner, and welcome the 'old fairy' up the mountain." ”

The old wolf camp is very different from other stockades, in that there are several rows of wooden houses neatly covered in the wall made of wood, and there are canteens, dormitories, guest rooms, war rooms, and conference rooms. The large playground was made of horizontal bars, parallel bars made of wood, and a tall wooden shelf, from which a few thick hemp ropes mixed with human hair hung down to make a simple climbing trainer.

There is a watchtower at each of the four corners of the wall, and two flower traps and two sharpshooters are arranged diagonally. In the middle of the highest watchtower in the stockade is a Makqin machine gun, and a blue sky and white sun flag full of bullet holes flutters high above this watchtower, and the flag has three big characters on it: "Tiger Regiment".

At this moment, except for the brothers who were guarding outside, more than 60 people from the old wolf battalion were fully armed, neatly lined up with knives and axes, and "Kill the Eight Directions", Liu Yingyuan, and "Mountain Rabbits" were waiting anxiously at the gate of the courtyard. By the way, a few people summed up the matter of beating "live animals", but after the matter was finished, there was no trace of the "old fairy".

"Why isn't this enough, it can't be the 'big scar' who made the 'old fairy' angry and ran away, right?" "Kill all sides," said anxiously.

"Can't you, besides, didn't the eldest lady go down the mountain to meet her?" Liu Yingyuan said with a steady face.

The "mountain rabbit" was still talking, so he heard the "kill the eight directions" say: "Hurry up and stop talking, it's here." ”

Sure enough, I saw a few figures walking up from the path, and when they were about to reach the gate of the stockade, Liu Yingyuan shouted: "Lizheng!" The queue immediately held its head high, and the sixty or so people did not move.

The strange thing is that the "old fairy" is not carried by the "big scar", but the acacia flower!

I saw her petite body moving with the old man on her back, and the "big scar" behind her with a black face and the old cannon of the "old fairy" on her back, I don't know what she was muttering. Liu Yingyuan hurriedly greeted him: "Miss, I'll come." ”

"No, I can do it myself, and it's my blessing to be able to carry the 'old fairy' grandfather!" Huaihua said crisply, squeezing out a smile on her sweaty face.

Seeing that he had arrived at the gate of the cottage, the "old fairy" looked at the posture that greeted him, and said with a smile: "Girl, put me down, don't break the rules on the road." ”

"Hey!" Huaihua agreed, neatly put the "old fairy" on the ground, and took a step back to hold it.

"Salute!" Liu Yingyuan shouted, the queue raised their rifles in unison, and "Kill the Eight Directions" knelt down on one knee with the "Mountain Rabbit", Liu Yingyuan and the "Big Scar" who returned to the gate of the village.

"Kill the eight directions" said loudly: "The little cub 'kills the eight directions' with the old wolf camp and the four beams and eight pillars to welcome the 'mountain god' holy drive." ”

The queue standing next to them saluted with guns and said in unison: "Welcome to the 'Mountain God' Holy Driver." ”

The old mountain god smiled and held his hands weakly: "Get up, get up, don't make this set of false etiquette in troubled times." I said, 'Kill all directions', did you become an official soldier, or did the official army rely on a dreadlock? Your stockade is what the Northeast Army barracks look like. ”

"Kill the Bafang" stood up and arched his hand: "The 'old fairy' wants to say that I 'kill the Bafang' as an official soldier, or say that the official army voted for a lock, as long as it is desperate with the little devil, you can say whatever you want." As he spoke, he introduced Liu Yingyuan, "Big Scar", and "Mountain Rabbit" behind him to the "Old Mountain God" one by one.

When the acacia flower was introduced, the "old fairy" squinted his eyes and looked up and down at this heroic little girl with a Browning pinned to her waist: "You are as stubborn as your father, you have to carry me up the mountain, you want to beg me to avenge your father, right?" ”

Huaihua blinked her eyes: "'Old Fairy' grandfather, do you know my father?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "Your father? It's not just your father, I know you! When you were a child, I also drank your full moon wine, and the heroism in your eyebrows and eyes is really similar to Xiaohuzi. As soon as she finished saying this, Huaihua's eyes immediately turned red. The brothers of the old wolf camp also bowed their heads.

"Kill the Bafang" Seeing that the atmosphere was depressed, he hurriedly said: "The 'old fairy' has an injury on his leg, let's go to the house and chat!" Huaihua immediately stepped forward to help the old man, and several people walked into the conference hall.

There is no shortage of wild fruits in this season. In front of the front of the conference hall, there are wild sand fruits, mountain reds, mountain grapes, and sea buckthorn seeds, all of which are washed and fresh. Huaihua took gauze and gold sore medicine and wanted to bandage the wound of the old mountain god, the old man smiled: "No need, no need, tomorrow find two little cubs to go down the mountain with me to get the man and bear back, man and bear oil is better than anything else, don't bother today." ”

Huaihua gritted her teeth and knelt on the ground: "Please ask Grandpa Mountain God to avenge my father!" ”

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The old mountain god picked up the acacia flower and asked, "Revenge, who are you going to seek revenge?" Lin Qing? Or the Japanese commander Hojo Yunji who besieged your father at the time, or the Iga-ryu ninja who plotted against your father? Does the young marshal who retreated to the pass and didn't support your father count? Looking at Huaihua's thoughtful expression, the old man said slowly: "Good girl, you will talk to me, an old man, for revenge along the way." In this life, people can't live just for the word revenge, if you want to talk about revenge, all the traitors and lackeys in the Kanto region are enemies, and these hundreds of thousands of Japanese Kwantung troops are all enemies. Don't want to take revenge, you want to kill the devil and the traitor, the devil and the traitor are all killed, won't the revenge be avenged? ”

Huaihua's face darkened: "'Old Fairy' grandpa, Huaihua understands." Me, can I call you grandpa in the future? ”

"Yes, I promised Dashuai not to be a beard anymore, or your father led the troops to take me down the mountain, and he called me Daddy at that time, don't you just call me Grandpa?" The "old fairy" looked at the acacia flower with pity.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" A teenage girl has lost her mother's love since she was a child, and her father died on the battlefield. Now that the old people are like relatives, they finally saw it, and the acacia flower threw herself into the arms of the "old mountain god" and cried bitterly.

"Okay, okay, it's not handsome to cry again." The "old mountain god" gently patted Huaihua's back, persuaded Huaihua, and let Huaihua, who was still sobbing, stand behind him, and then slowly raised his head, "'Kill the Bafang', I took a closer look just now, if my old thing's eyes haven't been flowered, the guns of the little cubs in your dreadlocks are all freshly oiled." What are you doing here? ”

"Kill the Bafang" secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly did not dare to hide it, and reported that he was going to beat the "live livestock" of the dreadlocks.

"'Live livestock' is also 50 years old this year, how can they still do such shameless things. Your boss said it well, that is, you want him to swallow the gun! There are also sixty or seventy people in this lock, do you want to open the whole village? The old mountain god asked with a slight frown.

"'Old Immortal', if we all go, we will look down on him too much, 20 people are enough!" "Kill all sides," said with a big grin.

"20 people? You're pretending to be a little too big, aren't you? The "old fairy" asked in surprise, "The 'live livestock' is in a cave halfway up the mountain in the Grandma Ridge, only a winding mountain path, a few years ago, the Northeast Army encircled and suppressed, more than 300 people did not take it." ”

"'Old Immortal', this is how we calculated this." Liu Yingyuan said the battle plan 1510.

"Can this be done? Then aren't all the cubs in your dreadlocks becoming divine soldiers? The Old Fairy shook his head suspiciously.

"If it can be done, it will definitely be done, or it will be in vain for more than half a month!" "Kill Bafang" pinched the box cannon on his waist a little excitedly, "Hehe, 'old fairy', tomorrow Brother Liu Yingyuan will take care of the house, you, and your granddaughter will take the 'Mountain Rabbit' brother to get people and bears." When the bear meat is ready, it's time for us to come back. ”

"I don't care about your business, it's just one, you bring me a living mouth, the old man has to practice his craft." The loving gaze of the old mountain god swept away, and in an instant it turned into a fierce face.

Because I can't drink alcohol tomorrow, I have a very simple dinner, and I mix hand-rolled noodles with pheasant sauce. After eating, the "old fairy" returned to the guest room arranged for him and chatted with Huaihua, about Dashuai, about Liu Hu, and of course Huaihua's topic was more about Zhang Tao.