With military uniforms and documents, Huang Xing went all the way unimpeded and went out of Gansu smoothly.

Along the way, Huang Xing's mind was full of the shadow of peonies, but he didn't seem lonely.

To be honest, since Yingzi left, Huang Xing has never thought about women in his heart in the past few years.

It was when I was parting from Xinjiang that I let Peaches give all kinds of commotion, and ignited her desire for women.

Huo Ran realized that he was a man, and he almost lost half of his life's reputation.

Since I met the peony, I felt that she was as warm as the sunshine in early spring.

Unconsciously, the ice that had accumulated in his heart quietly melted.

Moreover, every time there is a wave of inexplicable anticipation and pleasure in my heart.

Compared to peonies, peaches are a beautiful stone, while peonies are brilliant gems;

The peach is the coquettish and beautiful of a woman, while the peony is the elegant and beautiful of the opposite sex;

The peach is a wanton seduction, but the peony is like a magnet full of magical spells, attracting Huang Xing to extricate himself.

When Huang Xing is not around, he always likes to take out the * and play like a baby.

This is a pistol dedicated to peonies, with two pieces of peony flowers carved from ivory inlaid on the handle, and the petals are baked with fire paint to a tender red color.

Huang Xing rarely held it in the palm of his hand for a while, and covered it in front of his chest for a while.

From time to time, I leaned on my nose and enjoyed a faint fragrance.

Huang Xing stood at the entrance of the alley, looking at this courtyard from afar, which had given him happiness and sadness.

The gate was dusty for a long time, judging from the dirt at the doorway and the thickness of the dust on the stone lion's head.

In the years that he was away, no one had ever bothered with the idea of being here.

Huang Xing led the horse and walked slowly with a heavy step.

Near the gate, the uncle next door happened to go out.

Raising his eyes, he suddenly saw Huang Xing, first stunned, and then grinned and shouted: "It's Huang Xing!" It's Huang Xing who is back. ”

As he spoke, he enthusiastically let Huang Xing into his house.

Before Huang Xing's ass sat firmly, the uncle chattered endlessly: "Don't you know, it took less than ten days since you left." The police and the Japanese will look for you day and night.

When they asked me to open the door, I opened it for them.

After searching back and forth in the courtyard, I saw that there was no sign of you, and it slowly cooled down.

But in front of and behind the yard, there are always people wandering around day and night.

It wasn't until a year ago that the Japanese were gone.

Someone from the police station asked me to give you a message, if you come back, don't run around anymore, the county plans to set up a security team and let you go there. ”

Uncle Huang Xingchong smiled softly and said, "They didn't embarrass you, did they?" ”

The uncle looked indifferent and said, "No, no, I will go to Shandong to visit relatives as you said, and the house will be handed over to me to take care of."

Every time they come, they just ask for your letter, or teach me to open the door. ”

Huang Xing looked sincere and said, "Over the years, I have let my uncle worry about it. ”

As he spoke, he got up.

The uncle hurriedly took the key and said, "I'll come over for dinner, the ice pot is cold over there, I'll let your aunt go over and help you pick it up." ”

Huang Xing hurriedly said: "No! No. I'll do it myself. You're busy, I'll go over by myself. ”

Uncle, still stubbornly went to open the courtyard door, handed Huang Xing the key casually, and said, "You can take a look for yourself first!" I remember coming over for dinner in the evening, and I asked your aunt to serve you noodles. ”

Huang Xing responded politely and walked towards the house.

Familiar environment, familiar utensils.

Huang Xingxin took off the sword hanging on the kang head and looked at it solemnly for a while.

Gently pulling out half of the sword body, the peak mouth was still as cold as before.

Huang Xing put back the sword and walked around the room aimlessly, which was full of Yingzi's shadow.

He went to the utility room in the backyard and saw that the cellar was still in the same disguise as when he left.

That night, Huang Xing clearly dreamed of Yingzi.

Huang Xing, in front of the grave of Yingzi and his mother, put a few side dishes and a plate of Yingzi's favorite sauced beef.

Just take a bite, and I ate and drank in one bite.

After a few glasses of wine, Huang Xing told Yingzi about his experience in the past few years.

He talked about Shopkeeper Yao, Xiangzi, Juanzi, and of course briefly mentioned Peaches.

Speaking of which, he hesitated for a long time before he relented and said, "I'm sorry, Yingzi, whether you are happy or not, there is something I must explain to you clearly." ”

As he spoke, Huang Xing drank a glass of wine vigorously, smiled apologetically at Yingzi and said, "On the way back, I met a strange woman, who is also a practitioner.

I was moved, and she was interesting to me.

Come and go, and we'll be fine.

She was willing to marry me as an aunt and made an appointment to come to me when I settled down.

This time, if she hadn't managed to help me get out of Gansu, I'm afraid I would still be trapped in the barracks. ”

Huang Xing poured another half glass of wine towards the grave, and poured the rest into his mouth.

With a slightly sad expression, he said: "This is all a sin created by the Japanese, and the dog day has occupied the northeast and is planning a full-scale war."

I'm just going to find a team to concentrate on fighting Japan, join the army to fight devils, and avenge you and your daughter. ”

While speaking, Huang Xing and Yingzi had already drunk the wine in the bottle.

A breeze blew, and Huang Xing felt a little drunk.

Taking advantage of the shade of the pine tree beside the grave, he simply lay down on the ground.

But he didn't fall asleep, but in his mind, the figures of Peony and Yingzi kept rolling alternately.

Sometimes, the two of her stand alive in front of them.

Sometimes, they overlap each other in a mushy manner.

A stronger cool breeze blew, and the poplar leaves not far away made a "whoosh" sound.

Somehow, Huang Xing always felt that the wind was faintly mixed with the voice of the Japanese.

This voice, he was familiar with.

He raised his head vigilantly and listened carefully for a moment.

Not bad! It's the voice of a Japanese person.

A burst of nervousness and excitement suddenly filled his body and mind.

He quickly pulled out the pistol at his waist and slowly crawled over to the sound.

When I arrived at the top of the slope, I saw six or seven people dressed as villagers, standing in a bend and a col, lighting a fire and eating.

Two of them were shouting at the top of their voices, and one of them was pointing a gun at the other's head.

He looked angry, as if he was really going to shoot.

Although Huang Xing did not understand what they were saying, he confirmed that they were all Japanese.

It's not just the words, it's the *gun.

Huang Xing slipped through the side ditch and found a place only a dozen steps away from the group and hidden.

Carefully observe what those people are doing.

The two who quarreled, and their emotions seemed to have eased.

The gun was in his arms, but he was still noisy.

The one who was eating on the ground got up and rummaged in the basket to find something, and inadvertently, Tom* was revealed.

Huang Xing's heart shook suddenly, and he thought: This group of Japanese is well-equipped. What exactly do they want to do?

Just when Huang Xing was hesitating, a short man, unbuttoning his trouser belt, walked towards him with a cat's waist.

Huang Xing immediately lowered his body and stared at the comer.

The man stood near Huang Xing, and from the diaper-like white cloth, he took out half of the soft thing and peed.

At this time, Huang Xing was even more convinced that they were Japanese.

That kind of diaper-like thing in the crotch of his pants, he had seen it in Shanghai back then.

Huang Xing made up his mind, all Japanese people are not good things. Moreover, with a gun.

It's sneaky here, it's probably not a good thing, let's kill them first.

So, Huang Xing quietly pulled out the dagger, and while the peeing devil was comfortably shaking his head and lifting his pants, with a "whoosh", the dagger was aimed at the throat.

The devil on the ground seemed to be aware of the abnormality.

Hurriedly took out the gun from the back basket and looked for the target in a daze.

As soon as Huang Xing raised his hand, "Horn, horn, horn" three shots were dropped.

The remaining three, with their vigorous skills, quickly concealed their bodies and fired back at Huang Xing.

Huang Xing didn't expect that this group of devils had such good military quality.

He couldn't help but raise his vigilance and deal with it carefully.

There are still three devils left, and he has seven bullets left in his gun, and the devils have automatic weapons in their hands.

Therefore, if he wants to kill the three devils, it will be difficult for him to retreat with his whole body.

But Huang Xingyi is bold. He pretended that there were no bullets and that the cat was not showing its head in the ditch.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, and the devil couldn't bear it anymore.

One of them, "chirp" said for a while, and there was a devil, and the cat's waist slowly touched Huang Xing.

When he could hear the footsteps of the devil clearly, Huang Xing suddenly jumped up.

With a shot from the "horn", he hit the devil who was only a few steps away from him, and then fell into the ditch.

Immediately afterward, a dense burst of bullets flew over his head like locusts.

The devil suffered a loss and began to change tactics.

The two separated and outflanked Huang Xing left and right. Moreover, it is carefully concealed.

The two sides fired at each other alternately for a while, and Huang Xing fired several shots.

Now* there were only two bullets left in it, and the devil, who seemed to have enough ammunition, kept firing at his hiding place.

Huang Xing knew that if he continued to consume, he would definitely suffer.

So, he touched the devil on the left, trying to catch him off guard.

Then, go back and pick up the rest of the piece.

Just as he was about to leave, two gunshots suddenly rang out, and the devils on the left and right sides were silent.

Huang Xing cautiously glanced around, and saw a small group of people walking over from the side of the slope.

One of them, a tall and thin man, shouted, "Friend! Come out! We are a team of devil fighters. ”

Huang Xing slowly straightened up vigilantly, and the tall thin man greeted him with a smile and said, "Friend is so skilled." ”

Huang Xing looked at him suspiciously, and said, "May I ask who your army is?" ”

The man said heartily: "We are the Eighth Army of the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, the Taihang Mountain Guerrilla Brigade. Who are you? ”

Huang Xinghan smiled and said: "I'm not an army, when I see the Japanese, I want to kill them." ”

The man smiled and said, "It's good, it's a Chinese man."

How? Are you interested in fighting devils with us? ”

Huang Xing hesitated for a moment and said, "Is the Red Army a Communist Party?" ”

The man looked a little excited and said, "Do you still know about the Communist Party?" ”

Huang Xinghan said with a smile: "My eldest brother is a communist, and I have heard of it somewhat." ”

The man looked excited and suspicious and said, "Who is your eldest brother?" ”

So, Huang Xing briefly talked about following Zhang Zhiqiang and joining the revolutionary army.

The man said with a sad and indignant face: "Damn Chiang Kai-shek, how many revolutionaries have killed us.

This blood debt, sooner or later, he will have to pay it back! ”

Huang Xing said hesitantly: "Are you the leader of this team?" ”

Another short man stepped forward and said, "This is our Qin political commissar." ”

Huang Xing immediately straightened his waist, gave a military salute, and said, "Hello sir!" ”

Political Commissar Qin hurriedly returned the salute and said with a smile: "The Communist Party pays attention to the equality of officers and soldiers, and calls each other comrades, not superiors. ”

Huang Xing said with a little excitement: "Can I join your team?" ”

Political Commissar Qin shook Huang Xing's hand excitedly and said, "Okay! We warmly welcome! ”

Huang Xing smiled honestly and said, "Then I'll follow you in the future." ”

As he spoke, he looked back at the devil who had fallen to the ground, and said with a suspicious face: "What's the matter with this Japanese?" ”

Political Commissar Qin said with a sullen face: "These devils, we have been staring at them for a few days, and they are fighting the idea of Fengling Ferry.

They disguised themselves as villagers and mapped the coordinates around the ferry. Fortunately, when needed, use aircraft or artillery to strike accurately.

And effectively control the ferry to prepare for the future march to Xi'an. ”

Huang Xing gritted his teeth and scolded: "Little devil! It's beautiful to think about! ”

Huang Xing opened the cellar and took out ten rifles wrapped in oiled paper, a box of bullets and a silver ticket of 1,000 yuan, and handed them to the political commissar Qin.

With a solemn face, he said: "I know that if I join the Communist Party, I will have to pay party dues, and although I am not in the party now, I will join the party sooner or later in the future."

These are even the party dues I paid in advance. ”

Political Commissar Qin said with a somewhat excited expression: "On behalf of the party, thank you."

I will report your situation to my superiors as soon as possible.

I hope that you will be inspected before joining the party as soon as possible, so that you can become a glorious Communist Party member as soon as possible. ”

Huang Xing gave a serious military salute to Political Commissar Qin, took out the American-made M1911 pistol from his waist, handed it to Political Commissar Qin, and said, "I gave this gun to Political Commissar Qin." ”

Political Commissar Qin played with the gun rarely, and said, "This is really a good gun, thank you." ”

Huang Xing has since embarked on the most glorious revolutionary road in his life.