At noon on the second day, Sanqing Guanzhai room.

A little boy of seven or eight years old was gulping boiled noodles, and next to him was a young man who was sixteen or seventeen years old, and was about to grow into an adult, pulling a bowl bigger than his nephew.

"Jing'an, give, you eat!"

A bowl of noodles was quickly eaten, and after the eggs at the bottom of the bowl were exposed, Xu Shichang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, but he stretched out his chopsticks and pulled the egg chop directly.

"Uncle Shi, you can eat, Jing An has eaten one!"

The little boy was overjoyed when he saw the egg, but he looked at his uncle's bowl, but he resisted the desire to eat it.

"It's okay Jing'an, you can eat, I just ate one!"

As he spoke, Xu Shichang had a pleasant smile on his face.

"It may be that the senior brother saw that I was growing taller, so he added two eggs to my bowl, you are growing your body now, you need nutrition, this egg will be eaten for you, eat more to grow taller!"

Xu Jingan raised his head and thought for a while, then nodded vigorously.

"Okay, Uncle Shi, when I grow up, I will help you hunt together, let's fight together, and eat meat at once!"

"Good!"

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"You put two eggs in Shichang's bowl?"

Outside the door, Fang Yuan lowered the curtain, turned around and walked to the side of Wu Idiot Lin, who was squatting in the courtyard eating noodles, and raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's all one."

Wu Idiot Lin hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of noodles and replied with a stunned face.

"Oh, it's okay, let's eat!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand, picked up his bowl of noodles that also had no vegetable leaves, and took a big sip, he squatted on the ground, looked ahead, and stared at a stone in the Taoist temple in a daze.

The noonday sun shone on Fang Yuan's face, reflecting a clear shadow on the ground.

He looked at the familiar courtyard in front of him, and the peaceful scene of the Taoist temple in his mind seemed to be in front of him.

It's just that things are, people are not.

When they found Shichang hiding in the tunnel with his little nephew last night, they had been surviving in this uninhabited Taoist temple for more than three months.

The last handful of rice in the cave had been eaten half a month earlier———— in fact, this handful of rice had been kept since ten days ago.

Fang Yuan couldn't imagine how a seventeen-year-old boy with a seventeen-year-old child with a seven- or eight-year-old child could solve the problem of survival for this month.

In the past three months, the two children have guarded the Taoist temple without leaving a step!

Last night, after seeing that the person who came was Fang Yuan, Xu Shichang, who was already seventeen years old, cried to a child who didn't remember, muttering something inaudible while crying, and fell asleep in his arms after crying.

Only left, stubborn but overwhelmed little Xu Jing'an.

According to the generation of the whole town, Fang Yuan's master is a disciple of the Fazi generation, and the next generation is Xingzi, but this generation is the generation of a senior uncle who died early, so Xu Shichang is ranked in the Shizi generation.

And when it comes to this little doll, it is Jingzi's generation, and he is named Jing'an, hoping that he can be safe.

It's just that his master ———— Fang Yuan's senior brother.

But he can no longer watch Jing An grow up safely.

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"When the Japanese called, the senior brothers all carried their swords down the mountain, and before going down the mountain, the senior brother handed over Jing'an to me, saying that I would take him to take care of the family, and that he would come back when the Japanese were repulsed......"

In front of a simple grave, Fang Yuan was silently burning yellow paper, and Xu Shichang, whose eyes were red, was silently telling what Fang Yuan didn't know.

"The cannon outside kept ringing, Jing An cried for a morning and fell asleep, so I guarded the door with the bow and crossbow and long knife left by my senior brother, but I waited until the evening, and I still didn't wait for my senior brother to ......"

"Until the next night, a group of black national troops came here and said............"

Speaking of this, Xu Shichang's tone suddenly paused, and he looked at Fang Yuan in front of him with red eyes, with resentment.

"When the senior brothers fought with the Japanese on the battlefield, they killed fifty-nine Japanese, and Brother Ip Man defeated ten Japanese in the city alone, you are so good at martial arts, and you have guns and cannons, why don't you fight with the Japanese!"

"Senior brother, they dare to go to the battlefield to kill the Japanese with knives and guns, you have guns, cannons and people, why don't you dare, why don't you dare ......"

In front of more than a dozen low-robed mounds, Xiao Xu Shichang was crying as he spoke, and in his voice in a hissing voice, the other party asked loudly.

At the beginning, when those national soldiers arrived here, they only brought a few clothes from the corpses of their senior brothers.

And what was taken away was all the valuable things of the Taoist temple except for the food in the cave.

———— those national soldiers can bring back the clothes and crowns of the senior brothers, it is already a conscience, if it is not for the admiration of the righteous deeds of the senior brothers, then these grains ......

"You don't dare to kill the Japanese, I dare, you give me a gun, I'll kill it today!"

Fang Yuan didn't say anything, just let Xu Shichang roar behind him, until his crying gradually stopped, and he said a very loud statement to Fang Yuan.

"Senior brothers, go all the way!"

Fang Yuan, who had burned the yellow paper, still didn't answer Xu Shichang, he bowed heavily to the thirteen clothed mounds, and so did the martial idiot Lin who was standing behind him.

After worshipping, Fang Yuan turned around and left, Xu Shichang just wanted to rush over and grab Fang Yuan, but he was restrained by Wu Idiot Lin, and immediately pressed the carotid artery, and fainted after a while.

"Bring Shichang and Jing'an to the base, teach him everything that can be taught on the premise of taking the right path, and eat, wear, and live...... Generally speaking! ”

The ears were finally quiet, Fang Yuan turned around, glanced at the little junior brother who was held in his arms by Wu Idiot Lin, and said in thought.

"Good!"

Wu Idiot Lin hurriedly nodded, Fang Yuan took one last look at the little junior brother who had fallen into a coma, turned around and strode towards the Taoist temple, and Martial Idiot Lin hurriedly followed.

"After I go back, I read my order and tell Shichang Ip Man about the attack on the Japanese, and he will be locked up for a week after he returns."

Wu Idiot Lin looked stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, he looked at Xu Shichang who was unconscious in his arms, and then looked at Fang Yuan, who was walking in front, and forcibly suppressed the idea of pleading.

"Yes, Commander!"

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On the way, Wu Idiot Lin took the unconscious Xu Shichang and Xu Jing'an and five or six brothers out of the team and rushed to the Fangyuan base, where they were to be properly settled before returning to Foshan.

When he returned to Foshan, he had to be confined for a week, and Wu Idiot Lin cherished this opportunity to escort him very much!

Fang Yuan, on the other hand, returned to Foshan with the remaining members of the escort team when it was just dark.

After returning to Foshan, he had just finished comforting Zhang Yongcheng, who looked a little haggard, and was about to go back to his room to rest, when two commissioners came over again.

"Two commissioners came at night, I don't know what happened?"

In the study, Fang Yuan looked at the two correspondents who had lost a lot of weight, and asked them in an affirmative tone.

"Hehe, I think, even if I don't say it, Mr. Fang should have guessed it!"

Dong Ning looked at Fang Yuan with a smile that didn't show much joy, paused, and handed him a note.

"The news has been confirmed, this village Yoichi Oka (fictitious) has arrived in China and settled in Hong Kong yesterday!"

Dong Ning said, turned the note, the front of the word was facing Fang Yuan, and gently pushed it to him.

Fang Yuan picked up the note, stared at it for a while, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Yoichi Muraoka, senior commander of Unit 731, was ordered to be transferred to the Chinese battlefield to develop poison gas.

He is also a chemical expert, and he is also a well-known martial arts master in Japan!

"Commissioner Dong, you say, is it my hard fist or his hardness!"

Lighting the note with a lighter, Fang Yuan asked Dong Ning with a smile while looking at the slowly burning paper.

Dong Ning was silent for a while and shook his head.

"Hehe, I'm asking a nonsense......"

Fang Yuan looked at Dong Ning's movements, suddenly shook his head, threw the last bit of paper in the ashtray to burn, he stared at the last flame, and suddenly muttered to himself.

"Anyway, I'm going to kill him."

"Or, he's going to kill me!"

Dong Ning was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then raised his head again.

"Mr. Fang, although I have already persuaded you many times in various ways, I still want to persuade you again, and the initial plan has a great success rate."

Dong Ning wanted to say more, but Fang Yuan had already waved his hand.

"I know you're right to persuade me, but ......"

"Me."

"Angry!"