Guo Bin washed his face, wrapped himself in a white-washed old robe and walked out of the house. At this time, the courtyard door was pushed open, and a gray-haired woman was walking in with one hand holding a wooden basin against her waist. Guo Bin knew that this was his mother Liu, who had worked hard to raise his brothers. Looking at his mother, who was only 28 years old but was already gray, an inexplicable closeness swelled up in his heart, Guo Bin knelt down on the ground with a "plop" on his robe feet, and said: "Mother has worked hard." Seeing Guo Bin, whose face was slightly pale, the woman's eyes instantly swelled with infinite surprise and love.

It's been nine years, and I finally heard this son call out his mother again. Looking at his son, who was half a head taller than himself, Liu covered his mouth tightly with tears in his eyes. Last night, I heard the second son say that the old brain is all right, but now when I see my son, I am still trembling and unable to say a word.

Guo Bin helped Liu into the room, and after a while he stabilized the excited Liu slightly. "My Bin'er, this is all right?" Liu was still full of disbelief and excitement, but he was still chattering with Guo Bin, "Before your father left, you were the one who remembered you the most. Over the years, you have protected your second son everywhere, and your mother knows that although our bin son is, although it is... The brain is not very good, but the heart is sensible. ”

After talking for a while, I heard a commotion outside. Then I heard the shouts of boys from far and near.

"Brother Binzi, Brother Binzi..."

When Guo Bin came out of the house, he saw his younger brother and six or seven teenagers pouring into the courtyard. Seeing Guo Bin come out, a little fat man shouted: "Brother Binzi, I heard from the military advisor that your brain is all right, let's come and see you." A group of boys in Zhao Zhuang are not particular, and dare to take advantage of the two of you to be alone to engage in an ambush, let's order all the people to settle accounts with them. Speaking of this, when he saw the Liu family coming out of the house, the little fat man shrank his head, and bowed his head together with several teenagers who came with him and said, "Hello auntie." ”

Liu had already wiped his face with a wet towel, and when he saw this group of boys who had always been close to his two sons, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's go out to play, Auntie stew fish soup in the evening, and then go home after drinking together." As he spoke, he was about to pick up the wooden basin containing the clothes, Guo Jia said: "Everyone will help my mother dry the clothes first and then go to play." Liu smiled and watched a few teenagers hang their clothes with their hands and feet, hooked their shoulders and hugged Guo Bin brothers out, and instructed: "Remember to come and drink fish soup." ”

A group of boys got out of the courtyard gate and walked towards the entrance of the village. The little fat man came to Guo Bin's side and looked at Guo Bin as he walked. Guo Bin looked at this kid inexplicably, patted him on the back of the head and said, "What are you looking at, your brother Bin Zi is all right." "The little fat man's name is Guo Quan, two years younger than Guo Bin, and he is usually the best friend of these brothers. When he came out just now, he also brought a wooden stick that Guo Bin usually used to wipe dung.

Hearing Guo Bin say this, Guo Quan carried the wooden stick and said, "It's good now, but in this way, is it possible to thank those bastards in Zhao Zhuang?" However, this flying spear is inconvenient to use anymore. "The Flying Iron Spear is another name for Guo Bin's famous weapon, and it is now in the hands of Xiao Guo Quan.

A group of teenagers were talking and laughing and coming to the entrance of the village, only to see that the entrance of the village was crowded with people for a while. The young people squeezed into the crowd under curiosity, only to see dozens of people from outside the village, and heard the villagers say that they were bandits who came to borrow grain. As soon as he heard that it was a bandit, Guo Quan squeezed behind Guo Bin. Guo Bin and several teenagers came to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, the younger ones went up the tree, and the Guo Bin brothers and a few older ones watched the excitement under the tree.

Guo Bin was full of curiosity and wanted to see this bandit of the Han Dynasty, only to see about twenty-three or four young men opposite, led by one in his early twenties, eight feet tall, with a black face and a beard, and eyebrows and eyes that looked like Zhou Zheng. Wearing a shabby linen short, with a large square patch on the knee on the left trouser leg, a pair of tattered straw sandals on his feet, and a whistle stick in his hand, talking to a middle-aged man. This bandit is far from Guo Bin's image of a black-faced bandit with a beard like a steel needle in his heart and two large axes. The middle-aged man Guo Bin recognized that his father's cousin, whose name was Guo Yong, was the village chief of Guojia Village, Guo Quan's father, and he usually took good care of Guo Bin's mother and son. Behind Guo Yong stood thirty or forty young juniors, all holding farm tools as weapons, confronting the bandits.

Seeing this, I only heard the bandit who was led by him say loudly: "We are living in Yingchuan, penniless, and we have all the food, and we want to borrow 100 stone of grain in Guizhuang to satisfy our hunger, please make it convenient." ”

Guo Yongdao: "The current year is not good, and we are also poor. If it's four or five stones, you can barely make it up, but you really can't get out a hundred stones. ”

The young man headed by him turned around and talked a few words, his ears and neck were red, and he said to Guo Yong: "Four or five stones is really not enough, if there is no grain for 100 stones, there can be a few dozen stones, please make it convenient for the owner." ”

Guo Yong heard that the other party refused to let go, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, seeing that the other party's face was tender, he was still a foreigner, and he relied on his own many people, so he said: "You don't know what to do in this later life, I see that you are pitiful and only allow you food, why are you so unforgiving." You have all your hands and feet, and you are in good health, but you do the things of thieves, are you worthy of your ancestors? Get out of here quickly, or I'll call someone to inform the government." ”

The young man hesitated for a moment, blushed his neck and said loudly: "Fifty stone of grain, it can't be less." ”

Guo Yong saw that the other party softened, and his heart became more and more determined, and said: "There is no food in the village, please go back." With that, he retreated into the crowd.

The young man's black face suddenly turned purple, he picked up the whistle stick, and said loudly to the descendants of Guojiazhuang: "Today, Guan Mou is sorry for his ancestors." We are only waiting for food, and we don't want to hurt anyone, so you get out of the way, and I will take it myself. ”

The younger generations relied on the large number of people and marched forward with a loud voice, and they were not very afraid. The thieves shouted and swarmed up. Xu is stomach is empty, and he can't even beat Guojiazhuang's descendants. Seeing that the descendants of Honzhuang had the upper hand, Guo Quan and other teenagers shouted and cheered, waving their fists, and their little ~ faces were flushed. At this time, Guo Yong secretly pouted in his heart, "These rabbles are still bandits." ”

Seeing that his side was losing and retreating, the young man surnamed Guan joined the battle group with a whistle stick. I saw that the shadow of the stick was muffled at the place where it flew~ The humming sound sounded one after another, and the water of the young man's whistle stick could not be splashed, which was much better than Guo Bin's "flying marksmanship". After only a while, there were already six or seven descendants of Guojiazhuang lying on the ground, all of whom were defeated by the young man surnamed Guan. Only then did everyone know that the young man surnamed Guan was powerful, and no one dared to step forward for a while. At this time, Guo Yong's face turned a little pale, knowing that the other party was a Lian family, but when he said it in front of the whole village, it was not easy to change his words immediately. Just as he was about to call the descendants back to the village and close the gate of the village to guard, he saw a young man standing in front of the thief surnamed Guan with a wooden stick. When I looked closely, it was Guo Bin, and I was only bluffed into a cold sweat.

"Guo Bin, come back quickly." Guo Yong knew that although Guo Bin was only fifteen years old, he had great strength, and adults might not be able to restrain him. But the other party is obviously a practitioner, and I am afraid that Guo Bin will suffer a loss by brute force. Since the death of Guo Bin's father, Liu has worked hard to raise this stupid son, Guo Yong sees that the second son Guo Jia is smart, Liu's self-improvement, although Guo Bin is stupid, but he knows how to protect his brother, so he takes care of this family a lot, and usually tells his son Guo Quanmo not to bully Guo Bin. At this time, seeing Guo Bin come out, he was only anxious to shout loudly, asking the descendants around him to pull him back.

Watching his brother walk out, Guo Jia instantly broke out in a cold sweat, for fear that his brother would just be broken again. At this time, the ordinary ghost idea couldn't come up with the slightest idea, so he just stood there staring at Guo Bin's back, unable to say a word. Guo Quan and the others shouted loudly to ask him to come back.

For everyone's concern and calls, Guo Bin only turned a blind eye. walked up to the young man surnamed Guan and said, "I will fight with you, if you lose, retreat immediately, if I lose, let you dispose of it." ”

The young man surnamed Guan looked at the young man who was nearly a head shorter than himself, and said, "Boy, aren't you my opponent, didn't you come out and be beaten before your hair grows?" ”

Guo Bin dusted off the corner of his clothes and said, "If you don't dare, take someone away, don't make trouble here." ”

The young man surnamed Guan said: "The kid is stubborn, since this is the case, I will make a bet with you." If I win, you will give me a hundred stones of grain. "What if you lose?" "I lost? ... That's up to you. "Well, if you lose, be my slave, and no more thieves." "That's it." The young man surnamed Guan replied briskly.

"Guo Quan, bring the Flying Divine Spear." Guo Bin said.

Hearing Guo Bin say the flying spear, everyone was stunned, and when Guo Quan brought the "divine soldier", everyone in Guojiazhuang invariably showed a wry smile, and sure enough, it was still that stupid ~ son, and the young man surnamed Guan said expressionlessly: "Come on." ”

I saw that Guo Bin's face remained unchanged, his left foot took a step forward, the toes were facing forward, the distance between the two feet was slightly wider than the shoulder, the outside of the left foot was on the right heel on a line, the legs were slightly bent, the upper body leaned forward slightly, and the center of gravity fell on the center of the two feet slightly forward, as if it was a picture of a hungry tiger pounced.

At the same time as the left foot is forward, the right hand quickly sends the "gun" forward slightly to the left with the pressure of the account and the top force of the four fingers, and the left hand quickly catches the "gun" body, and the tiger's mouth is facing the "gun" side, and the right hand immediately moves the back end of the "gun" and places it at the waist, and the tip of the "gun" is slightly to the left, about the same height as the throat and the left eye is on the same line, and the two eyes are staring at each other.

The young man surnamed Guan had a solemn face, bullying Guo Bin's young and weak strength, and the whistle stick in his hand roared straight to the left side of Guo Bin's door.

The corners of Guo Bin's mouth turned up slightly, and he waved the "gun" with his left hand slightly lower to the left front, and at the same time swung his right hand to the right front, and slammed the whistle stick with the left side of the front of the "gun" with the combined force of both hands. The young man didn't watch out for Guo Bin's divine power, his body shook to the right, and he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, his body had already taken a few steps back, and a fart~ fell to the ground. Immediately, the neck was cold, and a foul smell rushed to him, and Guo Bin's wooden stick was already pointed at his neck.

Everyone present only felt a flower in front of them, and when they wanted to see it, Guo Bin had already won. The people in Guojiazhuang cheered, but a group of thieves were shocked and horrified. At this time, if Guo Bin's old squad leader was present when he joined the army, he would definitely nod secretly to Guo Bin's standard anti-left stab. Yes, this trick is the introductory kung fu of the People's Liberation Army's stabbing practice, and it is also the stabbing technique that countless martyrs exchanged their blood and lives for during the Anti-Japanese War. At the beginning, the regiment was going to have a big competition, and the stabbing was one of them, Guo Bin was scolded by the old squad leader for this stabbing technique, and finally reflexively came out, and it actually achieved miraculous results.

Originally, Guo Bin was young and nearly a head shorter than the other party, and it was difficult to win with such a simple move. It's just that the other party originally had a contempt, and he didn't expect that although Guo Bin was young, his strength was extremely great, and he accidentally fell into the road.

At this moment, a male voice was heard: "Good marksmanship." Everyone looked at it, but it was an old man on a horse. The old man had white hair, a wooden hairpin on his head, a samurai robe, and cowhide boots. But seeing the red light on his face, the eyes under the white sword eyebrows were blazing, he was really an immortal hermit with crane hair and a childish face. He was followed by a horseman, but he was a fourteen or fifteen young man, dressed in a white robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, ape arms and bee waist, and a long black cloth bag on his back, which seemed to be a weapon such as a stick and a spear.

At this time, the young man surnamed Guan turned over and knelt on the ground, and bowed again: "Guan Hai is obedient, and he will be your slave from now on, but the food of my brothers will be handed over to the lord." ”

In the second year of Guanghe, the Marquis of Ruyin borrowed grain from Guojiazhuang. The emperor was fifteen years old, only one together, stabbed to the ground, and became the emperor's slave.

--"The Biography of the Marquis of Ruyin"