Deng Minghe threw the big knife in front of the fake and said, "Come on, grandpa will let you taste the power of the Chinese big knife!" ”

The fake didn't show weakness at all, he put the katana in front of his chest, shouted Japanese with a chirp in his mouth, raised the katana and rushed up to Deng Minghe, and slashed down. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Deng Minghe knelt on one leg, the horizontal knife was above his head, and when the fake katana was about to fall, Deng Minghe suddenly lifted the big knife up, and the two knives collided, only to hear a "bang", and sparks splashed.

The fake took two steps back, and when he saw that he had one hand free to touch the other, it was estimated that his wrist was numb. Little Japanese, it's just arrogant, fighting with a katana, and trying to win with strength, besides, don't look at how thick our big knife is, how developed the muscles in the chest, and how thick the arms are.

Deng Minghe looked at the fake man taking a few steps backwards and constantly touching his wrist, and he was not in a hurry to attack him, stood up, pointed at the fake with a big knife, and said: "Little Japanese, grandpa just took your move, so you won't just shrug it like that, or you will also take grandpa's knife and try it?" ”

The brothers looked at the appearance of the fake and all laughed "hahaha". Yuesong found a big stone, sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, smoked slowly, and slowly appreciated it.

The fake was humiliated by Brother Minghe, his face was ugly, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but it seemed that he chose the wrong way by relying on Meng, not only did he not grow his momentum, but he also destroyed his prestige. So he held the knife in one hand, twisted his wrist, circled the katana in the air a few times, moved his wrist, and found the feeling of flexible knife. Then he grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, the tip of the knife was facing forward, and with a sound of "ah-", the two Luo circled their legs on the ground like wild dogs plowing the ground, and quickly rushed towards Deng Minghe, raising their knives to stab Deng Minghe. Deng Minghe went straight to block, who knew that the fake direct stab was fake, and the side split was real, just when the two were about to meet, the fake suddenly changed the knife technique, and the blade flashed Deng Minghe's big knife to meet the block, and then split Deng Minghe's left arm.

Yue Song stood up suddenly, worried that Deng Minghe, who was used to being brave, would not have time to dodge, once he was slashed by the side of the fake, Deng Minghe's arm would not be able to be saved, you know, the devil's katana is extremely sharp, and the back of the knife is relatively thick, and it is common for a knife to cut off an arm.

In this case, if it is Yuesong, of course, it will be easy to dodge, and immediately attack the middle of the fake while the fake is not stable. But Deng Minghe, this kid, didn't know how to be afraid, he didn't care about the fake's knife slashing his left arm on the side, but stabbed the fake's wrist with a knife. In this way, it is not about strength, but about speed. See whose knife strikes the other first.

When the fake saw that he was taking his wrist, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly jumped to the right to dodge, but he still didn't forget to make a cut on Deng Minghe's arm with the tip of the knife.

Deng Minghe, who was still playing with the fake, was cut by the tip of the fake's knife, and the military uniform on his left arm was torn, and blood slowly oozed out. Minghe was annoyed all of a sudden, and scolded: "Grandma is a bear!" Raise the big knife and rush up, up and down, left and right, chopping and chopping, the move is fierce, the knife and knife with the wind, such as a tiger down the mountain, like a dragon into the sea, for a while, the fake retreated again and again, only the power of parrying, no power to fight back.

Deng Minghe slammed a knife and stabbed it, and when it came to a knife, he forced the fake to retreat and retreat, retreat and retreat, and retreat until he retreated to the Zhaoquan River, but he stepped on the stone with one foot, his feet slipped, and the person turned over on his back, and fell into the river on his back, and the katana was also thrown far away. Brother Minghe stepped forward, stepped on the fake with his left foot in his chest, raised the big knife above his head, and shouted: "Die-".

Between Brother Minghe's hand, the head of the fake dog was split off by Brother Minghe's knife, the dog's blood splashed, the fake fell into the river, and a red river water went down the river, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. It's just that the dog's head of the fake was cut down by Brother Minghe's powerful sword, and the dog's head flew up, hitting a stone in the river, and rolled along the stone a few times before falling into the river.

Brother Minghe kicked at the corpse of the fake, carried a bloody knife, held his head high, and walked ashore.

Yuesong glanced at it and said, "Big Niu, Xizi, drag that disgusting corpse out of the river and throw it into the stinky ditch, it's quite clean river water, don't get dirty." ”

"Okay!" Da Niu and Kiko answered, walked down the river, dragged the body of the fake out, and threw it into a small ditch.

Narutsuru washed the broadsword in the river and carried it on his back.

Yue Song threw the cigarette butt to the ground, stepped into the sand with his foot, and said, "Tang Si, reconnoiter ahead and advance, third brother, after the back is broken, go, go back to Liangjiaao to drink!" ”

Yue Song led the brothers, and as soon as they arrived at the archway at the entrance of Liangjiaao Village, the old village chief walked briskly with a cane to greet him.

"Haha, I knew you were good, boys, go inside and drink!" The old village chief said happily.

Yue Song looked back at the brothers, and everyone had a cheerful smile on their faces. Yue Song waved his hand and said, "Brothers! See, there are villagers to send off when going out, and there are villagers to welcome each other with old wine during the triumph, do you know why? ”

"Why?" The third brother asked.

"Stupid, you don't even know this, because our New Fourth Army is the people's own army! Brothers, don't you think? Biaozi asked loudly.

"Yes!" The brothers replied in unison, and their voices were loud and resounding in all directions.

"Come, fourth sister, let's sing the military song and go back to the village!" Yuesong said to the fourth sister.

"Okay, eastward, eastward! Sing ready! The fourth sister sang loudly.

"Go east, go east, we are the iron-blooded New Fourth Army......" The brothers sang the military song of the New Fourth Army in unison, lined up in a neat formation, and strode towards the village.

The old village chief watched the young men of the special combat team walk majestically past him, and listened to the young men singing loud and majestic military songs, and he was really happy.

Entering the ancestral hall, there are four tables of banquets in the ancestral hall, although there are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, no palace dishes, just some home-cooked dishes in the village, but killing the little devil is the biggest dish, and celebrating the victory with the villagers is the greatest happiness of the special combat team!

During the banquet, everyone talked about Xila, chatting so happily, and the whole ancestral hall burst into laughter.

After eating and making trouble, Yuesong asked Biaozi to arrange the whistle and two secret whistles, thanked the old village chief, and went back to the house to rest.

Back in the room, Yue Song took out the letter that Danfeng had given him, opened it carefully, and read it slowly like tasting tea:

"I don't know when you'll be back, maybe when you come back, my injuries will be healed, and I can go out for a walk with you. The night in the mountains is so quiet, I don't dare to go out at night alone, if you come back, I dare.

You see, looking out of the window, the moon is so bright, hanging on the treetops, it doesn't look like a boat? ……”

Yuesong stretched out his head to look out the window, there is really a crooked moon, and it is really hanging on the treetops, the ancients said that "the heart has a good heart", maybe, Danfeng is also looking at the moon outside the window at this time. Yuesong walked to the window, carefully watched the bright and clear moon, looked at it, as if he saw Danfeng's shy smiling face, and heard Danfeng's silver bell-like laughter. So Yue Song suddenly felt that he had a lot to say to Danfeng. Yuesong sat at the table, fished out all the cigarettes in the cigarette case, put them in his pocket, spread out the cigarette box paper, took out the pen from the watch bag, looked at the crooked moon outside the window, and thought of Danfeng, who was as pure as water, and wrote his heart on the cigarette box paper:

Dan Feng Qingqing said:

I was pleasantly surprised to learn that your injuries had improved a lot, but when you haven't fully healed, you still need to lie still more and move less,......"

When Yuesong wrote this, she felt too dissatisfied with what she had written, and it looked like a father who taught his daughter with a straight face. Yue Song grabbed the cigarette box paper and was about to throw it away, but then he thought about it, just such a piece of paper, if he threw it away, he couldn't write it.

Yuesong carefully stretched the cigarette box paper and spread it on the table, but she didn't know what to write. So he habitually took out his cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs, and then wrote:

"The love of children, I think, is always a matter of a moment, when I first saw you, suddenly I felt that there was something indescribable, deeply attracted me,......"

Yuesong stopped writing again, isn't it too sensy to write like this? Emotional things, as soon as they come up, are so straightforward, like flowers with less fog, fish with less water, that hazy beauty, that kind of improvised meaning, completely gone, alas, why am I so stupid all of a sudden? Can't I ......

Yue Song took a few puffs of cigarette and walked around the room restlessly. The cigarette in his hand, a few puffs and a few puffs, was sucked by Yue Song until only the cigarette butt remained. Yuesong habitually threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it again. Usually when I want to fight devils, as long as I throw and step on it, the inspiration will come out, and the door will be there. But today I was thinking about how to write a letter to Danfeng, and I threw away the cigarette butt, and stepped on it, but I still didn't know what to write.

Yuesong saw the crescent moon from the window again, a breeze blew in, and the fragrance of young shoots wafted from the branches outside the window, Yuesong took a deep breath and calmed down. He sat down at the table again, picked up his pen, and continued:

"You are like the bright moon, hanging on the branches of my heart, shaking and shaking, shaking out of freshness, shaking out of tranquility; You are like that pool of clear waves, sleeping peacefully in front of my squatting cheeks, the breeze blowing, the green waves rippling, rippling pure, rippling beautiful; You are like that orchid, standing silently among the mountains of my love, the dew dripping on your pure face, the dark fragrance floats, floats out of elegance, floats out of ......"

Yue Song tapped his head with a pen, and couldn't think of a suitable word. I went back and read the few sentences I just wrote, and I felt that it was too subtle. Yue Song simply folded the letter that he had written three times and was dissatisfied with three times and stuffed it into his pocket. I got up and walked a few steps in the house, but I always felt uncomfortable, so I simply took off my clothes and fell asleep on the bed, maybe I could still have a dream, in which I might be able to walk with myself in the mountains and forests, and whisper under the light moon......