"Hahahaha", everyone was pulled back to reality by Shanshan's crisp and immature children's voice, and they all burst out laughing.

Xiaoya lowered her head and kissed Shanshan's little face, "giggled" and said with a smile: "Senior brothers, senior sisters, didn't they just finish fighting the Japanese Kou!?" She knew that Shanshan was still young, and she didn't know who the would-be was.

Grandpa looked at the little girl with a smile and kindness, raised his eyes and continued: "This matter is recorded in detail in our Wan family tree. Now it seems that Taro Takahashi has been abolished for martial arts like his grandfather, and the Takahashi family should also know that the martial arts of Huaxia, a big country, are broad and profound, how can they provoke the martial arts of a small island country! ”

"Therefore, I guess that the ancestors of the Takahashi family must have learned a lesson, and in order to prevent future generations from entering China without knowing the height of the sky, they specially set up this family rule that they are not allowed to enter China, and at the same time they are embarrassed to announce this ugly matter, so that today's descendants of Takahashi do not know why, and they will let out such a remorseful cry before they die. Speaking of which, it was their ancestors who harmed him."

The old man laughed as he spoke. Everyone also smiled and nodded, the old man must have analyzed this thing. Otherwise, the sniper would never have let out such a poignant and remorseful cry before he died.

At this time, Wan Lin raised his head in contemplation, looked at his grandfather and asked: "I have had close contact with this descendant of Takahashi on the edge of the swamp, and at that time I only felt that the true qi emitted from his body was extremely cold, but I didn't find any signs of poison, is this Takahashi a descendant of the Takahashi family?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "In the past, some sects in the Central Plains Martial Arts also used poisons to quickly enhance their yin poison skills, but this method is only suitable for quickly enhancing some combat effectiveness, and it will cause great damage to oneself after a long time." Back then, that Taro Takahashi was directly struck back into his own body by our ancestors' palm, and he was bound to be harmed by this poisonous skill. It is estimated that if you don't die, you will be crippled for the rest of your life."

When he said this, his face suddenly became stern, and he turned his head to look at the disciples around him, and then said: "The most taboo thing for people who practice martial arts is to rush into strength, and the method of using poison to enhance their strength will eventually suffer from it. If you look at modern martial arts, you have rarely heard of this way to enhance your own skills, which is something that everyone is aware of. I estimate that when Taro Takahashi returned to the Wa Kingdom, the elders of their family would most likely be aware of this, so they would no longer be able to use this vicious practice method."

Everyone nodded when they heard this, using poison to help improve their own skills is itself against heaven and harmony, and they will naturally suffer from it. Especially in modern times, the era of cold weapons has gradually been replaced by hot weapons, and no one will risk their lives to use this method to enhance their own skills.

Everyone understands in their hearts that the old man just reminded him that he was warning everyone: There is absolutely no free lunch in the world, and what you get in exchange for crooked ways will suffer sooner or later. Down-to-earth and diligent efforts are the only way to enhance your skills.

Early the next morning, the old man walked into the mountain with Wan Lin, Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa and Dali. It was not until the afternoon that each of them, carrying a string of pheasants and hares on their shoulders and hands, walked into the command tent of the commander of the special service battalion, Long Battalion.

It turned out that the old man knew that several soldiers of the special service battalion had died in this mountain, and he was very upset, so he called Wanlin and a few people early in the morning, and went to the depths of the mountain to hunt many small animals to comfort them.

Battalion Commander Long had just returned to the tent at this time, and just now the Southwest Military Region specially sent a helicopter to take the sacrificed soldiers back to the military region, and he took people to bid farewell to his comrades-in-arms.

At this time, he saw that the old man personally brought a group of disciples to send condolences, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the old man's hand, with tears in his eyes and did not speak for a long time.

Wan Lin saw the excited appearance of the battalion commander and knew that he was still sad for the sacrificed soldiers, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's find someone to clean up these prey first, the soldiers have worked hard, grandpa took us to give them some game to taste fresh."

Battalion Commander Long nodded, while calling the soldiers next to him to take over the prey in their hands, while pulling Wan Lin and Grandpa to let them into the tent, Wan Lin said with a smile: "Don't go in, Deputy Director Wang is still waiting for us at home, we came here today to thank everyone" Saying, he turned around and shouted to a few people behind him: "Salute!" ”

Cheng Ru and the others immediately put their feet together and saluted all the officers and soldiers in the surrounding tents. The commander of the Long battalion shouted in a panic: "All of them, stand upright...... Salute! ”

A group of soldiers looked at each other with burning eyes, silently did not say a word, and everything they wanted to say was expressed in the raised right hand.

Wan Lin watched for a long time at a group of officers and soldiers who had been standing guard for more than a month, and his heart was surging in his heart. For his own sake, the five comrades-in-arms of the special service battalion, who were like brothers, lay here forever, and there was an unspeakable pain in his heart.

He silently put down his hand, took his grandfather's hand and turned around and walked out, and Cheng Ru and several people behind him followed them one after another and strode forward.

The mountains are quiet, several grass-green tents are quietly located in the mountains, and the outside is full of officers and soldiers of the special service battalion wearing yellow and green training uniforms, and the mountain wind gently stirs the grass-green tents and the clothes of officers and soldiers.

Battalion Commander Long silently looked at the backs of Wanlin and a few people, knowing in his heart that they were here for a few sacrificed comrades-in-arms, but what did his officers and soldiers experience compared to the few special forces in front of him who often fought for the country in the rain of bullets? !

He slowly straightened his back, his right hand slowly raised to his forehead again, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the special forces who were leaving with firm steps.

The officers and soldiers around the "brush" suddenly stopped, raised their right hands, and looked at Wan Lin and the others. There were no shouts, no orders, only the sound of hundreds of soldiers waving in salute echoed through the silent mountains......

Wan Lin and the others all listened to the saluting sound of the officers and soldiers behind them, but they didn't look back, everyone had tears in their eyes, and they still took firm steps under their feet, striding away in the mountains......

Wan Lin and the others returned to the small courtyard of Wanjia on the hillside with a heavy heart. Wang Molin and Professor Chang were sitting in the courtyard chatting with great interest, speaking of which they were also old comrades-in-arms who had not seen each other for many years.

They saw the old man and Wan Lin walking into the yard together, and quickly stood up and said hello, Shanshan's mother saw them coming back, and quickly walked out of the kitchen, came to the small table in the courtyard and picked up the warm pot to pour water for the teapot, and then brought the tea bowl to the grandfather and Wan Lin who had just sat down.