Chapter 698 Ancestor Worship

The banquet was very pleasant, and the wine was drunk for more than three hours until dusk.

In the room, Jingtian was as drunk as mud, and so was the captain, drunk and unconscious, and collapsed on the ground. Outside the house, more than 30 Japanese soldiers in the courtyard were also drunk, wine bottles in one place, and chicken bones in one place.

Inside the house, Dong Ku sat quietly, his face was extremely normal, and there was no sign of drinking. Outside, the guards sat at their tables, waiting for further orders.

Just now, Dong Ku finally knew where the people in this village were, Jing Tian was drunk, and the excitement of becoming a rich man was about to be, so he didn't use Dong Ku to ask, and told everything that happened here.

It turned out that when Dong Ku hit Xuzhou, the Japanese army was ready to defend Shandong, hold the Yellow River, evacuate the troops in Hebei, and let the advance army return to Mongolia to rescue.

At the beginning of the order, all the villages on the banks of the Yellow River, within five kilometers, were slaughtered, leaving not a single mouth alive, in order to avoid enemy infiltration and in order to effectively control the defensive line.

In the warning that the advance army would kill a civilian ten times as much, the Japanese army chose to secretly execute the villagers and bury them on the spot. As long as the news does not leak, then everything that happened here will not be known to outsiders, and the advance army will not retaliate.

Dongjiazhuang was in charge of Jingtian, he was still a captain at that time, and Major General Mussel was the brigade commander at that time, and he was a big sa. Jingtian personally led a brigade to surround Dongjiazhuang, gathered all the people to the threshing floor, and then began to raid the house.

When Jing Tian found a large amount of treasures and gold in the largest mansion, he knew that his chance to make a fortune had come. This amount is too much, and most of it is handed over, and the small half is enough for him to be rich for several generations. So, he became greedy. It was decided to hide some of this wealth. Just as he was picking out what he thought was valuable, a Japanese soldier discovered the wine cellar under the house and found the wine workshop in the backyard.

Those freshly brewed wines are not good wines, except for the reddish color, which is not very different from ordinary burning knives. But the wine in the cellar is different, and the wine in it is divided into many areas. Each piece of wine is different, and there are tens of thousands of jars.

He knew Chinese characters, and when he found more than fifty jars in the area marked with the oldest year name, the paper on them had faded, but he could still see the four-pound bottle of wine with the red words of the daughter of the Dong family, and when he opened a jar, he was intoxicated by the rich aroma of wine. When the slightly viscous wine enters the throat, the mellow flavor is spicy but not burning. The wine burp came out with a strong aroma that made him know that the wine he had drunk before was water, and sake was even more so, and this was good wine, really good wine.

As he held the jar and pondered how to keep these valuable and delicious wines, his eyes swept over the no more than sixty jars of wine here, and he suddenly realized. Sooner or later, these wines will be drunk and sold for money. At most, it is dozens of jars, if you brew it yourself, it is not eternal wealth? Future generations will no longer have to worry about money.

So, he ordered all the people of the house to be found, and brought them back to the mansion, where he killed a few of his subordinates and the chief worker. , someone said that only the old man knows the formula. So, Jing Tian sent more than a dozen women in front of the old man, among whom there may be the old man's daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law. The granddaughter and others were raped, and dozens of soldiers took turns with their pants on, shouting miserably Jing Tian can still feel excited. When the bayonet killed two one- or two-year-old children crawling on the ground, the old man with a childish face finally couldn't stand it anymore, and with blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, he took Jing Tian to his bedroom, and at the root of the bedroom wall, he dug out several jars of gold and silver ingots, and in the wall on top of it, he pulled out a wooden box, which contained the secret recipe for winemaking.

Jing Tian got the secret recipe and dragged all the forty or so men who resisted and were stabbed to death in the yard to the threshing floor, and the remaining five or six frightened half-grown children and a few older ones were dragged there together, as for the women who were naked, whose heads were broken and bleeding, and who were no longer able to struggle, they were also carried by the two of them and sent to the threshing floor.

The carnival began, and the Japanese army, under Jingtian's order, began to drag out all the women in the thousands, and began their beastly behavior less than thirty meters away from the crowd.

In the shouts of grabbing the sky, those unarmed men went crazy and rushed towards the soldiers, the gunfire did not stop them from advancing, thousands of people, under the strafing of machine guns, still rushed into the soldiers' camp, the defense line was immediately praised, and the melee began.

Jing Tian said this, his tongue was folded, and he could still feel that he was really afraid at that time.

Dong Ku's hand held the wine bowl steadily, listening quietly, without interrupting Jing Tian's memories.

When the scuffle was brought together, the villagers who grabbed the guns took turns to grab them, and the bayonets were desperate with the soldiers, and more soldiers surrounded them, and the situation was controlled in just a few minutes, but there was still a force that broke through the interception, killed hundreds of Japanese soldiers, and fled to the Yellow River. One of the strong men, holding a half-grown boy in one hand, was shot four or five times and killed a dozen soldiers, and in the end, he was the only one left who jumped into the Yellow River with the child.

However, although Jing Tian didn't catch the person who escaped, it was estimated that he would also be drowned. By the time Jingtian returned to the threshing floor, the massacre had already ended, and more than 300 people had died due to the fierce resistance, and in the end, all the villagers were killed and buried next to the threshing floor.

After Jing Tian's triumphant and excited wonderful narration, he dried the wine in the bowl and fell to the ground unconscious.

Jing Tian fell to the ground, but Dong Ku still maintained that posture, holding the bowl, quietly, motionless.

Zuo Boyang sighed secretly, and shouted in a low voice: "Guard your heart, don't be fascinated by hatred in your eyes and heart!" ”

Already distracted, imagining the scene of escape, Dong Ku judged that it was his grandfather when he was about to get lost. In the last time and space, I don't know how Lu Dao was slaughtered, maybe because of the formula, but the result is estimated to be not far behind, that is, my grandfather was rescued by the nursing home.

At the moment when his mind gradually lost control, Zuo Boyang's ears were buzzing, and he suddenly sobered up, still drinking, but his consciousness was restored. Immediately he sat down and guarded the door of his heart.

In just ten minutes, the gas engine ran for more than ten weeks, and he not only guarded his heart, but also gradually disappeared from his alcohol.

With a long exhale, Dong Ku lowered his legs. Sit quietly.

Zuo Boyang knew that Dong Ku was fine, turned around and left the house, and went to the courtyard to wait for Dong Ku's further orders. At this time, he had already connected Jingtian's story with Dong Ku, and he knew that Dong Ku would inevitably have to take action.

Dong Ku is also surnamed Dong, and this Zhuangzi is called Dongjiazhuang. Although he didn't know that the people here were mainly surnamed Dong, Dongjiazhuang and the daughter of the Dong family were red, which was enough for him to associate with.

Dong Ku sat quietly, and he began to analyze his grandfather's later situation. He estimated that the guardian would either die, and his grandfather would drift down the river, be rescued, and then be frightened. He stayed away from here, fled outside the gates, and eventually, married a wife and had children in the northeast, and took root in Heilongjiang.

He felt that this analysis should be valid, that his grandfather would not have listened to anyone at that time, and that he would not have fled to the most remote border of the Heilongjiang River. Either the nursing home took him and fled all the way into the gate. Saved his life.

Zhilu told the truth of the matter, and Zhilu told why his grandfather didn't mention his family. Perhaps, this is the root knot, he witnessed his mother being raped, his father being killed, and his grandfather being killed, which made him dare not recall. Let that bloody hatred be buried deep in my heart.

Dong Ku remembered that his grandfather had instilled in him the cruelty of the Japanese since he was a child, saying that it was all his father who told him in tears after drinking, and every time his father, that is, Dong Ku's grandfather. They would cry until they were paralyzed, but they didn't mention anything about their families. Grandpa once asked, but the grandpa sat stupidly for two days, so frightened that grandpa didn't dare to ask anymore.

When Dong Ku analyzed that it was the grandfather who escaped, he suddenly thought that at that time, most of China was occupied by the Japanese army, North China was full of Japanese troops, and there were more in the Northeast, and his grandfather fled to the Northeast and fled into the mountains, which may be understandable and acceptable, but now his arrival has changed history from a certain point of view, in the case of no Japanese army in Hebei, will my grandfather still flee to the Northeast? fled to the Northeast, if you enter Heilongjiang, will you still settle in Hulin?

Half a ring, Dong Ku withdrew his thoughts from his contemplation, he suddenly figured it out, it is better to care about those, it is better to face the present, since he can't see the master, then don't care anymore, he is afraid that he will not have the opportunity to see the master, he still has more things to do, no matter whether it will make sense to do this, as long as he is alive, he will finish this.

He glanced at the drunken Jingtian, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, fate was so arranged, and it seemed that he had given himself a chance to avenge his family with his own hands, avenge his ancestors, and his ancestors who didn't know the name of Lu Dao, and comfort their souls in the sky. Otherwise, if he had arrived earlier, the tragedy would not have happened, and the grandfather's escape would not have existed.

At this time, although the hatred in his heart turned over the river, but his brain was extremely clear, he stood up, pushed open the door, and saw that the guards and Zuo Boyang were standing there looking at the door, took a deep breath, walked out of the room and whispered: "Yilanxiang, let all the Japanese soldiers fall asleep first, I want to go and see those corpses." ”

"Yes!"

Zuo Boyang received the order in a low voice, took out a vial and moistened his fingertips, wiped it under his nose, and then stretched out his hand and said, "No. 8, I'll come." ”

No. 8 did not hesitate at all, took out two metal cans from the small bag he was carrying diagonally and handed them to Feizuo Boyang, then took out the vials, and several people smeared the antidote under their noses one after another.

Zuo Boyang pinned the two metal cans to his waist, pulled the headset out from the back of his neck, stuffed it into his ears, tried it, turned his head and left the courtyard, and disappeared.

Ten minutes later, a strong aroma wafted down the wind, into the courtyard where Dong Ku and the others were standing, and into the house.

After the aroma appeared, Zuo Boyang soon entered the courtyard gate.

"No. 7 and No. 8 check if there is any omission, Adjutant Left follows me, and the rest of the people are on guard on all sides."

Dong Ku carried the two shovels he found, threw them to Zuo Boyang, and after giving the order, he ran out of the courtyard directly.

Ten minutes later, in the setting sun, Dong Ku stood not far from the threshing floor. In front of him, in a two-meter-square soil pit, there were corpses of different sizes, only a little piece of cloth and hair and bones that did not rot, exuding a smoky stench, lying at the bottom of the pit.

Dong Ku has no tears, all he has is hatred. These dogs can't change the feces eating beasts, their own warnings have no effect at all, they actually laid a defense line as soon as possible, to avoid infiltration, killed all the people in all the villages along the river five kilometers, they are out-and-out beasts, a nation that exterminates humanity.

Zuo Boyang stood aside. didn't say a word, he didn't know the relationship between these people and Dong Ku, but knowing that Dong Ku, who was as strong as iron, could almost lose his mind, and their relationship was definitely not simple.

He slowly shoved the shovel into the dirt and slumped in the bottle. Uncorked the bottle, took a sip, and handed it to Dong Ku.

Dong Ku was stunned, then took the bottle and took a sip, and then poured all the wine in the bottle on the ground with the bottle mouth down.

Is this an ancestor worship?

He asked himself silently. He didn't know if there were his ancestors in these bones, but the memorial did not have to be his ancestors at this moment. The dead are greater. No matter who lies here, they should take the sacrifice of his Dong Ku.

As the wine in the bottle ran out, Dong Ku threw the empty bottle into the pit, and the silent rotation of the shovel began to fill it in. Zuo Boyang didn't squeak either, and the two of them just took turns to move the shovel, kick up the dust in the sky, and quickly fill the pit. Spread the shoveled turf and restore it to its original state in a matter of minutes. I believe that if you don't search very carefully, you won't be able to see the clues.

After doing all this, Dong Ku stood there with his face covered in mud, and once again remained silent, quietly looking at the place, as if praying.

At this time. He had a reason, before the anti-Japanese war, he just received a patriotic education in his many years of military career, and accepted the evil deeds of the Japanese army instilled by his grandfather since he was a child, so. Resisting Japan is for the hatred of the country. And now, he has a family feud!

Whether it was his ancestors who were lying here, he no longer doubted.

Grandfather didn't mention his family, obviously unwilling to recall the heart-rending pain, but he would never forget that when he died, he would blame himself for not being able to kill those beasts on the spot.

This torture would stay with my grandfather for the rest of his life until he died.

And he, also surnamed Dong, is the only Dongjiazhuang he has checked in the archives left by the Republic of China in Japan, and the buffalo village is not bad, this is the village where his grandfather lived, as for whether the one who has the daughter red formula should be the elder of the family, or the direct descendant of the old man of the patriarch, or simply the grandson, it doesn't matter at this time, the important thing is that there are his ancestors in these bones.

How many Chinese the Japanese killed, for Dong Ku, it was all national hatred. And now, his ancestors have been exterminated, which is a real family feud.

At this moment, he overturned his original plan, no longer simply killing those fascist thugs, no longer simply killing all the Japanese troops and those ministers who invaded China.

"You don't have a chance to surrender! I won't take any prisoners! You don't have to worry about resting! I want your nation to never turn over!! ”

Dong Ku muttered, and Sen Han's murderous aura came out of him, which moved Zuo Boyang.

This is a real anger, this is a murderous heart.

But Zuo Boyang will not object, nor will he mind, Dong Ku's killing is ordinary in his opinion, there is nothing excessive, and there is no reason why it should not be killed, whether to kill or not to kill, these are correct for Zuo Boyang, as long as it is Dong Ku's decision.

After standing for more than ten minutes, Dong Ku picked up his shovel and turned around and walked towards the village.

Zuo Boyang also picked up the shovel silently and followed closely.

After entering the village, Dong Ku ignored the Japanese soldiers who were sleeping soundly in the open courtyard gate and snoring on the street, and went directly back to the big mansion.

No. 8 and No. 9 had already returned, and when they saw Dong Ku, No. 8 reported: "There are a total of 1,16 people, the establishment of a brigade, all the generals are there, there is about a division in the village ammunition reserve base, there are ten Krupp mountain guns, ten Japanese-made 75 field guns, brand new, there are not many guns, several thousand." ”

"One Thousand One Hundred ......"

Dong Ku didn't care about the amount of guns and ammunition, squinted his eyes and calculated, then raised his head and asked, "Eighth, do you have ten thousand insects devouring your heart?" ”

"Bring it, at Nine, we carry these with us, and we don't have a base." Eight replied briefly.

No. 9 took out a metal tube like an anti-aircraft machine gun shell and handed it to Dong Ku while No. 8 was speaking.

"Okay, find two buckets and fill them with water." Dong Ku took the metal pipe and commanded.

No. 8 turned his head to the water tank, picked up a bucket, filled a bucket directly, carried it to the warehouse, and took an empty bucket.

Dong Ku picked up a wine bottle on the ground, measured the water one by one, poured it into the empty barrel, estimated that the amount was almost the same, then unscrewed the metal pipe, dragged the bayonet off a Japanese soldier, carefully cut the plastic pipe inside, poured the light cyan powder inside into the measured bucket, found a chopstick, stirred it slowly, and then found six empty bottles, poured the mixed water one by one, and ordered in the headset: "No. 10, No. 11 return to the house, and the others are on alert." ”

Soon, the 10th and 11th returned, back to the house.

Dong Ku's family said with a bottle: "Divide the slices, don't miss one, dip it with chopsticks, three drops are enough, and the action is fast." ”

No. 8 and No. 9 knew what this was, but Zuo Boyang didn't know, from the name, he intuitively thought that this was a poison that made people scratch their hearts and lungs, where did he know that this ten thousand insects devoured the heart, it was really a worm that drilled into the body, and the most common thing would arch into the brain and heart, the real ten thousand insects devouring the heart.

To worship ancestors, of course, there must be sacrifices. Dong Ku didn't want Kato Aohiko's identity to be exposed, and he wanted to kill all these Japanese soldiers, and he didn't want these Japanese soldiers to die happily, so he remembered the ten thousand insects that he had used for Matsui Shigen in Phoenix Mountain, the poison that controlled the time and intensity of the attack by controlling the amount of poison, and he wanted to use the souls of these demons to sacrifice his ancestors...... (To be continued......)