Chapter 2: Sharpening the Sword (8 times)

Time. Both of them lost their words, just holding on to the windowsill, quietly listening to the wolf howling in the four fields, until the night breeze blew the blood in their bodies cold, and then they each sighed and closed the window again.

"I'm going to find boiling water to make tea." Zhang Songling picked up a black pottery teapot wrapped in thick thatch from the table. Whispered.

The other party came with good intentions. He didn't want to be too sloppy. Peng Xuewen was not in the mood to continue to stay here. Yawned. Laugh in response." No need. Over there. I guess it's long gone. I went back to rest. You've been on the road for days. Rest early, too."

"Hmm." Zhang Songling is indeed exhausted. From the body to the mind. Nodding. got up and sent Peng Xuewen downstairs.

"If I were you. Will get out of here as soon as possible." One foot has already stepped down the stairs. Peng Xuewen turned around suddenly. Very seriously admonished." Zhou Heitan has now been fascinated by the benefits promised by others. It's no longer the black charcoal you knew. You stay here. In addition to accompanying him and waiting for death. It doesn't work."

"I'll talk to him tomorrow in peace. If he won't listen. I'll go back and think of something else with Redbeard." Zhang Songling hesitated. Whisper in response." What about you. When are you going to leave.."

"I'll have to wait for instructions from above." Peng Xuewen grinned. The expression on his face was so helpless." Seized radio station. Zhou Heitan refused to let me take it. If you leave now. At least on the road for those twenty days. I'm going to lose contact with the rear completely."

"Oh." Zhang Songling nodded in understanding. Due to differences in personality and life experience. He and Peng Xuewen are not very compatible in many ways. And yet he couldn't deny it. The other party is the same as him. They are extremely serious in their work. At least. More serious than most people in this era.

"Go to bed early. Something might happen tomorrow. Accumulate more stamina. You can have more protection!" He whispered another word of advice. Peng Xuewen walked down the steps quickly.

"You. . . You didn't just say. Don't you have something to say to me?" Zhang Songling chased half a step. Whisper behind your back." Otherwise. Why bother to come all the way to here?"

"Forget it. It turns out that there is. Not anymore." Peng Xuewen is one foot high. One foot low. Smile and look back." Hello do it yourself. It looks shallow from here. In fact, it may not be much clearer than other places."

Say it. It doesn't matter if Zhang Songling understands it or not. Pick up the lantern hanging at the door of the first floor. Walk away quickly.

Initially made a fuss about the distribution of loot. He did plot to force Zhang Songling here. Then find a way to persuade or force the other party to return to the Central Plains with him. But two days later a telegram. But it made him change his mind completely. The telegram from the military command Beiping station. Praise his wit. praised Zhou Heitan's bravery. But Zhang Songling, who played a vital role in the battle to recover Heishizhai. Not a word. Even if he suggested to the head of the head to pull Zhang Songling back through the high-level figures of the old twenty-sixth road. Didn't respond to anything. It's as if Zhang Songling doesn't exist at all. Or is it not worth wasting any attention above.

With the instincts of an agent. Peng Xuewen felt that something was wrong. Then a long telegram was sent. To your own teacher. Ma Hansan, deputy head of the military command Beiping Station, seeks guidance. As a result, Ma Hansan, who has always been patient with him, only replied to him with four words this time." Be nosy.". Immediately in the name of going out to perform tasks. Refuse to keep in touch with him again.

A marksmanship is wonderful. Experienced in combat. The lieutenant colonel officer with excellent ability to grasp the fighter is about to defect to **. For an elite of the Military Administration. It's certainly not an idle thing. At the moment when I received the teacher's lesson. Peng Xuewen knew that he couldn't take Zhang Songling back to the Central Plains. Even if the other person has changed their mind. Nor can it be resolutely not. The teacher's so-called "nosy" had actually told him a lot. One or a few big people who can't even mess with their mentors. I don't want Zhang Songling to appear in their field of vision again. If Zhang Songling still doesn't know what to do, continue to move forward. The other party's next move is likely to make Zhang Songling disappear from this world forever.

And then the 211th Brigade liaison officers appeared. Further confirmed his judgment. Zhang Songling was caught up in a huge whirlpool. A whirlpool enough to crush himself. Among the liaisons. At least one to two. Not a real military man. From the contempt and hostility in the eyes of the other party when they greet him. Peng Xuewen can even guess which department a person is from. After all, the Military Command Bureau and the Central Command Bureau have just been separated for a few days. The elites of both divisions are as familiar with each other as they are themselves.

The people of the Central Bureau of Statistics are definitely not here for Zhou Heitan. Although they passed their own influence on the 211th Brigade. gave Zhou Heitan and his Black Wolf Gang better recruiting conditions. So the purpose of their coming to Blackstone Village. There's only one left. Either it's Xiao Zhang Fat himself. Or something in the hands of the fat man.

"The national disaster is at the head. You can't afford to stumble on your own people." I glanced back at the small building with the brightest lights. Peng Xuewen's face was full of disdain. Regardless of whether the upper peak is indicated or not. He will not let the plans of those few elites succeed. YU Gong. This is for the sake of the face of the Central Bureau. Privately. Xiao Zhang Fat is his brother-in-law.

"But what kind of fairy did the little fat man provoke. He's just a little lieutenant colonel. And it is also a posthumous military rank after "death". Thinking hard about the hidden faces behind the whirlpool. But I couldn't find a clue. this night. Peng Xuewen slept very unsteadily. Wake up the next morning. In the mirror, I saw two huge dark circles under my eyes. I was about to go back to bed for a good night's sleep. There was a sudden uproar in my ears." Feed. Brother Zhang. Can you show us a hand?"

"The legendary 100 steps through Yang. I've never seen it in my life. Brother Zhang. Can you open my eyes?"

"Show a hand. Show a hand. ZHANG Ye. Show a hand." Immediately after. It's the good-natured coaxing of the horse thieves. There is also a faint pride in the voice.

"His grandmother's. Can't wait a night. When dealing with the Japanese. Why haven't you ever been so positive?" Peng Xuewen jumped up suddenly. Three steps and two steps to rush out the door. Those guys with the 211th Brigade have already confronted Zhang Xiaofatzi. To have a mind and not to have a mind. The little fat man will definitely suffer.

Didn't wait for him to run to the scene. Suddenly, two more crisp gunshots rang out in my ears." Syllable. Smack.". Immediately after. A pair of geese returning from the south fell from mid-air. Smashed everyone stunned..