Wedge Xiao Siming

Xiao Siming lived to be twenty-eight years old, and finally understood a truth: the saddest thing in the world is not that people go to heaven and the money is left in the bank, nor is it that people live and the money is gone, but that there is really a soul to cross!

No one would believe it, but it happened!

Xiao Siming is an orphan.

On New Year's Day that year, Xiao Siming's father, Xiao Guangjie, bought a lottery ticket and won the lottery, and was excited, so he took his wife and children, his parents, and parents-in-law to borrow a van and drive it to Shaolin Temple. Unexpectedly, it began to snow when descending the mountain, and the chassis of the van was light and slippery, and it happened to meet a delivery truck head-on to Shaolin Temple at the bend of the mountain road. Xiao Guangjie didn't hit the direction, and the van hit the front of the truck directly and flew down the mountain. At the moment of crisis, Xiao Guangjie's wife Zhang Yan'er threw her son out of the window and saved his son's life.

Xiao Siming was a baby under one year old at the time.

If there is such a big traffic accident as six lives, the aftermath will definitely not be sloppy. It's just that Xiao Guangjie and Zhang Yan'er are both single seedlings, and they have no immediate family to raise the orphan Xiao Siming.

When the relevant departments were preparing to send Xiao Siming to an orphanage or hand him over to a family who was willing to adopt him to raise, an old monk on the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple who did not ask about mundane matters proposed to adopt Xiao Siming, on the grounds that the truck that caused the accident was to deliver to the Shaolin Temple, and the matter was related to the Shaolin Temple, and the Shaolin Temple should bear the responsibility of raising the orphans in addition to losing money.

This old monk is an idle monk in the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, no one knows when he arrived in Shaolin, and he doesn't know how old he is.

The people involved in dealing with this matter did not think so, and some even thought that the old monk was interested in the huge compensation behind the baby and made sarcastic remarks. But the orphan Xiao Siming is a burden after all, and it is a good thing that someone is willing to raise him.

Besides, the prestige and financial resources of the Shaolin Temple are there, and it is obviously much better to hand over the orphan Xiao Siming to the Shaolin Temple to raise than to hand it over to the orphanage and ordinary people.

In the end, the old monk who was moved by compassion fulfilled his wish, took the orphan Xiao Siming back to his residence in the back mountain of Shaomu Mountain, and began to raise him.

The old monk's residence is actually a hidden cave, in which there are stone tables, stone benches and stone beds, and a thatched hut at the entrance of the cave. Shaolin monks who have been here occasionally. They all thought that the old monk lived in a thatched hut, but they didn't know that there was a spacious big stone cave behind the thatched hut.

For as long as he can remember, the old monk took out a book made of sheepskin, taught Xiao Siming to read and write, and used rote memorization to let Xiao Siming cook the back of the book. When Xiao Siming was five years old, the old monk asked Xiao Siming to pose and make movements according to the pictures on the parchment book, and began to teach him to practice Shaolin Temple's introductory kung fu paper pier, arhat boxing, vajra palm, vertical jumping and tuna kung fu.

At this time, Xiao Siming already knew that the parchment book was the Shaolin Heavy Dictionary "Yijin Jing". It's just that he remembered his master's teachings and kept his mouth shut.

Until he was 12 years old, Xiao Siming's martial arts foundation was solid, and he grew taller, and it would be difficult to do it if he didn't go to school, so the old monk sent him to elementary school.

As soon as he started school, Xiao Siming found that the curriculum in primary school was too simple, so he began to skip grades. I only went to elementary school for one year, and junior high school and high school combined for four years, and then I took the college entrance examination.

At that time, the tourism industry of Shaolin Temple was booming, and there were many people who went to Shaolin Martial Arts School to learn martial arts, and the performances of Shaolin monks were even more eye-catching, and some monks even appeared on TV and made movies. Xiao Siming was never moved, because in his eyes, the skills of those warrior monks were flawed, surprisingly slow, tangible and godless, purely a performance!

When Xiao Siming was in high school, he once walked back to Shaolin Temple from Dengfeng City on a Sunday, and met a common man driving more than a dozen cows on the road. There are many cars, and the cattle grazing are careless, and there is no intention of driving the cattle off the road, and the drivers driving at both ends of the highway are so anxious that they honk their horns wildly.

The herd was frightened, running wildly on the road, rampage, one of the big bulls rushed to a little girl who was walking on the side of the road, seeing that it was about to hurt people, Xiao Siming, who was walking on the side of the road, didn't think much about it, a few jumped to the front, exhaled, a punch blasted, hit the belly of the big bull, and the cow fell to the ground softly.

Xiao Siming, who didn't want people to know his skill, flashed and disappeared. The cattle herder found the Shaolin Temple, and insisted that the master of the Shaolin Temple killed his big bull worth thousands of yuan with a punch, making the Shaolin Temple lose a sum of money.

This matter spread, and more people came to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts, and even foreigners came to apprentice and became foreign disciples of Shaolin Temple.

After the college entrance examination, Xiao Siming went back to his home in the mountain behind Shaolin Temple to see the master, only to find that the master had already sat in the cave, his face was lifelike, and his last words asked Xiao Siming to seal the cave.

Xiao Siming knew that the master was the real master of Shaolin Zen and martial arts, and he was unhindered, and he didn't want outsiders to disturb him after he sat down, so he followed his last words, and worked for half a month without night or night, collecting mountain stones, chiseling them into square stones, sealing the cave, pasting mud on the outside of the stones, transplanting vine plants such as wall creepers, ivy, and kudzu, and protecting the entrance of the cave tightly, so that outsiders could not see that there was originally a cave here, so that they climbed on the ground and kowtowed, incense, and sacrificed, and went down the mountain.

The parchment book "Yijin Sutra", together with the master's body, was sealed in the stone cave by Xiao Siming.

After graduating from university, according to the national defense student training agreement signed at the time of admission, Xiao Siming went to a certain group army as a civilian officer. Unexpectedly, when he enlisted in the army for training, Xiao Siming, who practiced the Yi Jin Sutra, was sharp on the training ground, his marksmanship was very good, and his tactical movements were even more clean and neat, which made the eyes of the instructor in charge of the training flash, and he reported it directly, causing Xiao Siming to be transferred to a special combat team, and changed from a civilian officer to a special soldier, and began devil training.

At the end of the training, Xiao Siming was sent to the Shijiazhuang Army Command College, known as the "West Point Military Academy of China," for further study, and after graduation, he returned to a certain unit as a major as a training staff officer.

Soldiers in peacetime are actually quite boring. Training, training, training, just no fighting! The only exercise that allowed the combat staff officers to lift their spirits was mostly empty ammunition!

Seeing that little Japan was making waves on the ****** issue, watching US planes and warships traveling in the South China Sea, Xiao Siming, who was consciously capable of doing things but was in a hurry and had no choice, unconsciously changed his interest and turned to the study of world military history, and changed to a scholar.

On September 3, 2015, when commemorating the 70th anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, Xiao Siming saw the majestic picture of the parade on TV, and his heart was surging.

The decision was made, early the next morning, Xiao Siming asked the troops for leave, set off from Beijing by car, first went to the Tianzhen battlefield site during the Nankou Battle and the Datong Battle to investigate, and then turned around and went south, along the route of the Fifth Division of the Japanese invasion of China to attack Pingxingguan in a roundabout way, and inspected the site of Pingxingguan on the spot, and planned to go south to the Xinkou Battle site to investigate, pass through Taiyuan to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army in the southeast of Shanxi, and finally return to Shijiazhuang along the highway through Niangziguan, and go to Jizhong to see the tunnel war site and the Baiyangdian Yanling Team Memorial Hall. Finally, go to Yi County to see the Five Heroes Memorial Tower of Langya Mountain, and then return to Beijing.

The reason why he chose this route was because Xiao Siming felt that although the all-out war of resistance was fired from the Lugou Bridge, Song Zheyuan, the commander of the 29th Army, did not have the determination to resist the war, and he was indecisive, and the 29th Army of 100,000 people was in command chaos and collapsed for thousands of miles after the start. In the later stage of the Pinghan Line operation, because Liu Zhi was afraid of the enemy's cowardice, he was also defeated! There is nothing to say about the Jinpu Road battle, Han Fuqu was shot by ****** because of the fear of the enemy, which is even more lackluster! On the contrary, the Battle of Taiyuan in Shanxi is remarkable. The Battle of Nankou, Jiang Yuzhen's Brigade defended Yuanping, and the Battle of Xinkou were all tragic and tragic! Our army's great victory at Pingxingguan, the burning of Yangmingbao Airport, the ambush in Guangyang, and the overlapping ambush in Qiqian Village are classic examples of military history forever, and they deserve to be written about!

Similarly, in the Pingjin area, the Japanese army fought on the Pinghan Road and Jinpu Road, because the opponent collapsed without a fight, and did not play at a high level. On the contrary, the Nankou Campaign, the Pingsui Road Campaign, and the Taiyuan Battle showed the characteristics of the Japanese army's ability to outflank in a roundabout way, and they are also worthy of serious study.

Along the way, Xiao Siming looked very seriously and carefully, and strived to be able to write vividly and vividly when he started writing in the future, which was in line with the reality of the battlefield.

When he arrived at the site of the Pingxingguan Dajie battlefield, Xiao Siming looked more carefully, first walked around the road at the bottom of the Shili Qiaogou ditch from northeast to southwest, and even went in to take a look at the hole under the slope that is still preserved, and then went up to the top of the cliff along the gentle slope on the south side of Qiaogou, and went northwest from the southeast end of the 685th Regiment that served as the head of the blockade, restored the original appearance of the battlefield with his own eyes, and carefully checked the temporary command post of the head of the 115th Division, the ambush positions of each regiment, the mortars of the Eighth Route Army, Machine gun positions and sortie lines of troops.

At this glance, time slowly passed. By the time Xiao Siming finally tried his best to climb the cliff top on the north side of Qiaogou on a long detour and explore why the Eighth Route Army had not set up an ambush here, it was already dark.

Standing on the top of the steep cliff on the north side of Qiaogou, Xiao Siming silently thought that if he was born in the Anti-Japanese War era, he would definitely be the Eighth Route Army! Kill devils and destroy the East, that's the real iron-blooded man!

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Siming was a little crazy, it seemed that he had really returned to the battlefield of Pingxingguan's great victory, with a gun and a shiny bayonet, he threw himself into the group of devils, stabbing left and right, invincible!

Thinking too obsessively, Xiao Siming had a smile on his face, saliva was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't even notice that the sky had begun to thunder and rain.

Boom, boom, boom, lightning bolts like silver snakes dancing wildly, tearing at the sky as black as the bottom of a pot.

A bolt of lightning struck and hit Xiao Siming, who was imagining!

At that moment, there was a "boom" in Xiao Siming's head, and he didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, Xiao Siming found that his soul had crossed over, and he had fused with the soul of the platoon commander of the second battalion and fifth company of the 685th regiment of the 343 brigade of the 115th division, who was also called "Xiao Siming", and became a seriously wounded person whose life was in danger in the Pingxingguan ambush!

I want to cry without tears!