|.| Chapter 7: The Return (Mikami)

The Toyo horse was introduced by the Japanese from the United Kingdom and the United States. It has been selected and cultivated through several generations. Extremely fast. It's only been a little over an hour. I ran out for more than 50 miles. I saw a fork in the road ahead. Zhang Songling tightened the reins. Slow down. Restores the mount. While looking up, he looked around. Search everywhere for suspicious targets.

The two roads that crossed each other in front of them were still trodden out by the vendors. Narrow and rugged. Dilapidated anomaly. One of them is from north to south. Direct to Zhangjiakou through Chifeng. The other is from west to east. Jingyi County, Shenyang. Direct access to Xinjing, the "capital" of the puppet state of Manchukuo (Note 1)

Because of the withering of people's livelihood. There are no pedestrians on either road at the moment. Xanthus, tribulus terrestris, plantain and other miscellaneous weeds grow wildly on both sides of the road. There is already a tendency to re-cover the road surface. Some large-headed ants with a grayish-yellow appearance crawl along the remaining roads. Hungry looking around for something fresh to eat. to avoid starving to death. Some unknown wild birds gather at the signposts at the fork in the road to bask in the sun. Hear the sound of horses' hooves approaching. I didn't bother to get up and dodge. Until Zhang Songling whipped the leather whip in his hand. only to "quack" in protest. Flap your wings and fly into the air. Then quickly went around in a small circle. It landed on a stone a few meters away.

Zhang Songling was not in the mood to compete with a few stupid birds. Reach out and wipe the floating dirt off the street sign. Identify the direction of the two paths under your feet. The envoy of the prince of Zagar left this morning. If you go back to your life. He should take the east-west path. But Zhang Songling concluded intuitively. This man walked in the north-south direction. Several piles of horse manure on the surface of the road also confirmed his judgment. The livestock manure left on the east-west road had been dried and hard by the sun. And north-south on this road. But there are a lot of feces shell mantis pushing the dung mass. Crawling to the grass on both sides of the road.

"The fox's tail is finally revealed." Shaking his head and sneering a few times. He rode his horse further south. It's not very fast. lest the horse run out of stamina when he needs it. This is the road he had walked when he came to Black Rock Village. Locations of several important forks along the way. I remember it very clearly. If the "envoy" is not on the way, he suddenly changes his destination. He's not going to chase him down.

And so I walked for more than three hours. In the middle, several mounts were fed twice with water and half a catty of salt to boiled soybeans. Around late evening. Five figures loomed in front of the road. It was the so-called "special envoy" Mr. and his four entourage . Riding on horseback while giggling while hurrying. It's as if you've just picked up something big.

Zhang Songling vaguely remembered that Mr. "Special Envoy" had a Mongolian name that seemed to be the same as Zhao Tianlong. Quickly urged his mount to chase after him." Alslen. Alslen. How did you end up here. The two of us seem to be really destined."

Mr. "Arslen......." "Envoy" apparently forgot his name. On horseback, he hesitated and turned around. When I saw that it was Zhang Songling who caught up. He had just washed off his disguise, and his face immediately felt a little mean. How could it be you. Didn't you stay with Siqin and be a son-in-law?"

"It's you." Zhang Songling can't forget this mean face no matter what. He picked up his horsewhip and whipped it on his head." The surname is Peng. You're still alive. You still have a face alive .. So many people have been killed by you. You're still ........"

Peng Xuewen, who had already washed off his disguise, hurriedly turned his horse to dodge. However, the crotch mount is far inferior to the Oriental white horse horse ridden by Zhang Songling. In the blink of an eye, they were caught up. Shoulders, back, chest, etc. were dusty.

"Don't fight. Don't fight." He raised his hands to snatch Zhang Songling's whip. At the same time shouting loudly." What are you crazy about. I'm with you all the way. I'm ...... now"

Zhang Songling didn't want to hear his explanation at all. Pull the whip hard. Brought him straight off the horse. Then he flew and jumped off his mount. Raised his leg and kicked Peng Xuewen, who was crawling up from the ground in a hurry.

It happened suddenly. Peng Xuewen's subordinates didn't have time to react normally. When they see clearly that someone is trying to disadvantage their immediate boss. Peng Xuewen has been kicked to the ground by Zhang Songling again. Roll back and forth with your head in your hands and dodge." Stop it. Stop. If you don't stop, I'm welcome."

"Stop." Peng Xuewen's four subordinates were shocked and angry. Immediately pull out the shell gun from your waist. Who would have thought that the big black fat man "assassin" would move faster than them. Get the first step and pull out a box cannon. went straight to Peng Xuewen's head." Balls. You order them to shoot."

"Put the gun down. Put the guns down for me." Although he knew that Zhang Songling would not be able to poison himself. Peng Xuewen still ordered his subordinates very cooperatively. Get out of here. Roll as far as you can. He's my brother-in-law. I don't need you to interfere in my housework."

"Ah..... this ......" The four subordinates had never heard of their immediate boss and such a barbaric relative. Stunned. Hesitantly put away the barge gun.

Zhang Songling refused to admit it at all. Insert the box cannon back into your waist. Then he clenched his palms into a fist. Slammed into Peng Xuewen's nose bone." Who is your brother-in-law. Lao Tzu won't recognize you as an uncle. If you hadn't been tossing around. Vivi: They won't die at all. Not dead at all."

"Don't slap you in the face." Peng Xuewen only had time to remind. He was knocked to the ground for the third time. knew that he couldn't beat Zhang Songling. I've always felt guilty about my sister's tragic death. He didn't want to resist anymore. Holding your head in both hands. Let the big fist of the bowl pound on him.

"You conscienceless fool. You narrow-minded little man. Coward. Why wasn't he killed by the devil that day? It wasn't you who died that day.. How not you.." Zhang Songling unceremoniously beat Peng Xuewen. While playing. While raising his hand, he kept wiping his face. Zhou Jue, Tian Fatzi, Lu Ming, Peng Weiwei. These vivid faces said goodbye to him only yesterday. One by one, it is so clear in front of my eyes.

"If not, you're going to have to get a vote. We're long gone. How could it be delayed until that morning.. If it weren't for your mouth and rummaging through old accounts. How could someone surnamed Qin notice us.. If it weren't for you, you would have to bring Vivi out of Beiping City. If it weren't for you, Zhou Jue would have no way back. If it's not for you......"

So many ifs. Just drop a blank one. The tragedy of the day would not have happened. And the culprit of all this is Peng Xuewen. I received the benefits of Zhou Jue but didn't know how to be grateful. It doesn't matter if you have to argue with Fang Guoqiang to the south or to the north. It's a vote to get a vote. I have to force Peng Weiwei to "sell her hue" to canvass for votes......

Hit. Hit. Zhang Songling couldn't control his feelings anymore. The sorrow that has been deliberately forgotten in the depths of my heart for more than a year is like a torrent. Broke through the floodgates of sanity. Erupting from his eyes. Peng Xuewen, who was holding his head and being beaten and punished, was also full of tears. Wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Choked in response. How do I know that the surname Qin has already hooked up with the devil. How do I know that the little devil's agents have infiltrated Huluyu. You're just beating me to death today. Zhou Jue and they won't come back alive. It's better to go with me to kill devils and traitors. Fulfill their unfulfilled wishes."

"It's not enough for me to be hurt by you once. I'm going to let you hurt you a second time.." Zhang Songling stopped his fist. Loud roar." Lao Tzu will avenge them in a few days. I don't need you coward."

"I'm not a coward. It's not." Peng Xuewen shook his head in denial. All the grief and indignation turned into a roar." Lao Tzu personally cut off the head of the surname Qin. Lao Tzu put Qin Degang's head on Weiwei's grave. Unbelief. You can go to Huluyu to inquire. Let's see if the surname Qin is dead or alive."

"You've already killed someone surnamed Qin.." Zhang Songling's strength was instantly drained. Sit down. Ask Peng Xuewen in the eyes.

"This spring. I took someone on a special trip to Tianjin. Turned him out of the French concession. Hacked with a knife. Take his head to pay tribute to Da Zhou and Wei Wei." Peng Xuewen nodded. Gritted his teeth in response." He thought he would get out safely by hiding in Tianjin. Lao Tzu swore to their corpses that day. As long as there is a breath left in. I must let the blood debt of the surname Qin be repaid in blood."

"He took refuge in the French Concession in Tianjin... How could he go there .. There is also the surname Yue. Did you find him? Ambushed us in front of the train station that morning. There must also be the participation of the surname Yue."

"The surname Qin has done too much evil. has long been targeted by the hoe gang. The guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army in Daqingshan. I've been looking for a chance to kill him. He is greedy for life and afraid of death. So I resigned from the Japanese. Hide in the French concession as an apartment." Peng Xuewen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again. Wipe the nose and the lower half of the face like Guan Gong in Peking Opera. With a bit of pride. He gritted his teeth and added. I happened to have a few friends in the patrol house in the French Concession. So it didn't take much effort to find him. He also tried to push everything on the surname Yue. But I didn't know that the surname Yue had already hooked up with Lao Tzu. Brought out all the circumstances of the day. The security guards had been shooting in the air that morning. It's the liaison officer surnamed Qin and the little devil who don't believe in the surname Yue. A group of plainclothes people were specially arranged to ambush near the station. The security team caught fire with them on the spot. That's why you and I can each pick up a life."

"These are all things that the surname Yue told you... How do you know he's not lying to you.." There are too many messages to hear in a short period of time. Zhang Songling was a little late to react. Thought about it. Hesitantly asked.

"The one surnamed Yue has proven himself." Peng Xuewen sighed. Keep responding." Even if some of what he says is false. I can only admit it. This spring. He climbed up the devil's army with a few of his men. Lit up a whole train of ammunition supplies. Later, when he was cutting off the rear for everyone, he was swept by the devil's ironclad car with a machine gun. The whole person was broken into three pieces on the spot."

"He's a man, too." Zhang Songling nodded. I suddenly felt so lost in my heart. Qin Degang, the mastermind of the ambush Snow Flower Society, has been cut down by Peng Xuewen. The possible accomplice Yue Jingxiong also became a Qianqiu male ghost. All hatred. All went with the death of these two men. He didn't have to rush to Huluyu to avenge the fat men of Da Zhou and Tian. He suddenly felt that the meaning of his life was missing a little. It's sour all over my body. Squishy. I can't lift my spirits from head to toe.

Note 1: Xinjing. i.e. Changchun. The "capital" of the puppet state of Manchukuo was established here. The core departments of the puppet Manchukuo government are also concentrated here.

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