"Jiangnan can pick lotus ye~, lotus leaf He Tian Tianli~, fish play lotus leaf lotus hey~, fish play lotus leaf east mile~, fish play lotus leaf west hey~, fish play lotus leaf south yo yo ~, fish play lotus leaf north hey~. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info", on the surface of a wide river, there is a light boat swaying merrily.

There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman on the light boat, with two knotted hairs on her round wheat-colored face, dancing with the woman singing mountain songs softly, and the linen clothes on her body also fluctuated with the river breeze, and the vast river was also blown by the wind, and the sun shone like a mirror, and the air was moist, and the Jiangnan with dust in the fragrance of grass and trees.

"Master Guan, what are you doing here?" An old man who seemed to be sixty years old was currying favor with a pair of Japanese devils.

"Baga Yalu, have you seen a team of eight roads walking by?" Among the Japanese devils, a chubby fake devil immediately ran out, and he questioned the old man in front of him with a Japanese scolding.

"No, sir, I haven't seen any Laozi Balu." The white-bearded man thought about it for a moment, then shook his head and denied that there were eight roads passing through here.

"You really don't see eight roads passing through here?" The translator reaffirmed the suspicion.

"No, never." The old boatman said with great certainty this time.

At this time, the fake Japanese devil did not scold the old man, and ran back to the squad officer in a hurry, nodding and telling the situation.

The expressionless little devil officer is serious, "うんです, 前進を統ける." After hearing this, the little devil officer only nodded, did not curse anything, and swung his raised right hand forward, leading the team forward.

"Stop," the Japanese devil officer was about to pass by the old boatman, and suddenly waved his right hand back to stop the team from moving on. The little officer walked out of the line alone, came to the old boatman, and stared at the old boatman's eyes.

"Yaga, うそです!" The little officer stared at the old boatman with low eyebrows for a while, then scolded violently, drew his katana and slashed the old man three times. Seeing that Taijun in his eyes suddenly went crazy, the fake devil also trembled in fright, and his neck shrank down: "Liar? How can it be? The petty officer slashed five more times, and then wiped the blood from the katana with the clean linen cloth on the old boatman's corpse.

The Japanese devil carefully rubbed the katana, so that the fake devil couldn't help but shrink back, afraid that the murderous katana would cut his neck.

I saw that the Japanese devil officer instructed a few of his subordinates to burn the fishing boat parked by the weeds and reeds, and then took the devils away behind the thick black smoke.

Soon, a young man ran to the scene of the crime in a panic. Some of the broken corpses in the pool of blood fell on the weeds, the wrinkles of the years showed the age of the deceased, the wrinkles outlined on the face were the vicissitudes of life between the valleys of the motherland, the straight black smoke burning from the side of the old man in the pool of blood, and the red and black flames of the thunderbolt seemed to be burning all the sins in the world.

"Grandpa~" The young man's eyes were about to split, and he screamed and rushed towards the tragedy, "Grandpa, ~, Grandpa~", the man looked at his grandfather's tragic face, his hands burst with green tendons, and he grabbed the grass on the grass. "Who the hell is it? Who is it? The man knelt on the ground and cried out.

"Taijun, high, is high," not far from the man, there was a fake devil who looked like a translator bowed his waist and gave a thumbs up to a proud Japanese devil junior officer, as if he was doing his own trick, and he was excited: "As long as Taijun uses a trick - knocking on the mountain and vibrating the tiger, this eight roads will appear in front of Taijun, as long as you ask other eight ways, Taijun can let them drop, die, die, die." The traitor danced, and Huang Liang's dream was in front of his eyes.

"Yo Xi, Yo Xi" The little devil officer touched his chin and was embarrassed, if there were no soldiers around, he would definitely laugh and express his clever plan.

The little devil officer raised his right hand and swung forward, and immediately several Japanese soldiers approached the man who had already spotted them with their guns. The man took out a five-four pistol and looked at the approaching Japanese devil with red eyes: "Did you kill my grandfather!" The man asked angrily.

Seeing that a few little devils did not speak, and approached in silence and depression, the man smiled hideously: "Beast! Scum! I'm fighting with you! Fearless of the large number of people and ignoring the desperate situation of life, the man turned his grief and anger into courage, raised the pistol in his hand and killed a few little devils who were approaching.

"Bang," there was a soft sound, and the pistol in the man's hand was gone. Covering his numb and cracked hands, the man stared at the little devil on the opposite side with a hateful gaze, and with a light sound just now, the man already knew that the other party had a sharpshooter. As soon as his mind turned, the man turned his head and ran, as if he was planning to bring a large army to fight the little devil.

"Bang," there was another soft sound, and the man's right leg was shot as he fled! The man clenched his teeth, snorted, propped up his left leg, which was still intact, dripping with sweat from severe pain, and walked forward into the distance one step at a time, like an unyielding young man struggling hard.

"Bang", there was another soft sound, and the man's intact left leg was also shot. With a "peng" sound, the figure of the man holding up a piece of the sky has fallen, as if defeated by life, the man's body is motionless, not exploding in silence, but perishing in silence.

A few little devils approached the man's side and poked the man's body with a 38 rifle. Suddenly, the man was poked by the little devil and turned over, with a hideous smile on his face.

"Bang, bang" the little devil fired two shots in a row in fright, "hiss" several special sounds in a row, "bang" a loud explosion, and the center of several little devils around them bloomed and was killed by the man. Strangely, the man's body was only a little gray and black, but the explosion of the grenade was actually black and red.

"Yagaya~!" Seeing this tragedy, the junior officer was killed by a Chinese man, especially the lowly Chinese who compensated a few noble soldiers, the junior officer's lungs were already angry, and he was about to scold, "Huhu" A black wind swept by, and a small group of little devils were fixed like puppets, and the weapons on their bodies flew quickly to a man in a Confucian scarf and Taoist robe who suddenly appeared, and suddenly disappeared. Except for a few Japanese devils who were killed by the explosion, the bodies of other puppet-like little devils suddenly caught fire, and for a moment, there was no trace left.

It's not who is He Hua! He Hua took out two picture scrolls and punched out a legal decision, the two picture scrolls were spiritually printed on the corpses of the man and the old boatman, and in a moment, the picture scrolls were printed with vivid portraits, like a three-dimensional picture. Then, He Hua stood still, waiting for something.

Soon, a light singing voice came from far to near: "A big river~, wide on both banks~ ...... on the bank", the young girl's singing was still broken, as if she had found the black smoke of a burning fishing boat. The woman quickly rocked the boat closer.

"Grandpa~, grandpa!" The girl found the old boatman's body, screamed, jumped out of the boat, and ran as fast as she could. "Brother? Brother~, brother! The woman saw the familiar Mai on the side again, and recognized the man in the middle of the corpses of the five little devils as her brother.

"Isn't it you, didn't you kill my grandfather and brother!?" The girl couldn't stand the blow of such destruction, so she grabbed He Zhuo on the side and asked sharply.

"It's not." He Hua replied very calmly, and still told her the reason: "Your grandfather and brother were killed by Japanese devils." ”。

The girl glanced at He Xuan seriously, and returned to the corpses of her grandfather and brother and crouched down in despair: "You don't want Cuicui, you don't want Cuicui, woo, grandpa, woo brother~" The girl muttered to herself beside the corpse, as if she thought of the previous happiness, thought of the doting of grandpa and brother, and cried very sadly.

"Woo, grandpa~,...... Woo, brother cough, brother ......", for a long time, the girl's original crisp singing voice has been hoarse and dry, and the tears on her face have turned into tears. He Hua, who was standing on the side, stood woodenly, and did not mean to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

After a while, the girl's mood slowly and steadily decreased, and she was sobbing alone. At this time, suddenly a white face towel was handed to the girl, turned her head to look at He Hua, took the white face towel, and wiped her tears.

"Do you want revenge? I can teach you the skills, as long as you give me your body forever. He Hua put forward unreasonable conditions on the side, listening to He Hua's conditions, it seems that he is more demonic than the little devil.

The girl didn't answer He Zhua's words, but still sobbed, as if she hadn't heard He Zhua's words.

For a moment, He Hua did not wait for the girl's consent, but he bent down and picked up the petite body of the sobbing girl, and walked towards the fishing boat that the girl had just made.

"What are you doing? Ahem~, what are you doing?! Let go of me, let me down. The girl screamed and struggled, trying to escape from He Xuan's pick-up. However, He Cai's arm was like a strong rope, hugging the girl tightly and not allowing her to struggle away.

"You give me your body forever, and I will teach you the skills to kill Japanese devils." He drew a reason forcibly.

"Don't! ~, don't give! You put me down, you put me down. The girl didn't agree, but she was still carried into the fishing boat by He Pao.

"Tear up" a sound of tearing clothes came out of the fishing boat. "Ahh Don't, you go. As the girl screamed, the fishing boat swayed from side to side......

After a while, "Ah! It hurts! A girl's cry came from the fishing boat: "Grandpa~, brother~,,,, woo~", the helpless girl cried aggrievedly again, she felt that she was very unlucky, very gloomy, struggling to push the demon lying on her body in and out of the painful wound.

"Woo," the girl cried aggrievedly as she pushed He Row. Slowly, the girl's cry was low and gradually turned into a blushing voice, and the fishing boat rose and fell with the movement......

After a long time, the curtain of the boat was opened, and a man and a woman walked out of it. However, the woman hung on the man with a shy blush, like a koala, and the man hugged the woman out with a smile.

"Grandpa~, brother~!" When the woman saw the tragic death of her family, she broke free from He Hua's arms and ran to the bodies of her grandfather and brother to cry.

After a long time, He Bao held the woman's fragrant shoulder and comforted: "Okay, let grandpa and brother go into the ground, right?" I will teach you martial arts, and I will sword the enemy. ”。 Facing He Hua's soft comfort, the girl, who had no relatives, leaned on He Hua and let out a dull "um".