The wheels of history were ultimately moving in the direction of justice, and the Japanese failed to realize what they called the "Greater Central Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" and rolled back in disgrace.

Uncle Liu still couldn't wait for the victory of the whole country, and finally fell ill in depression, getting thinner and thinner, bedridden all day, and always talking about Liujiazhuang.

Since Jiao Hu's death, Qin Dangjia has been tired of the cottage, and the control of the cottage is also a little powerless, and now Uncle Liu is sick, and he also has the intention of retreating, insisting on helping Uncle Liu complete the wish of returning to the roots.

Since he found out that his biological father turned out to be the big bandit Sun Leprosy, Qiu Haoran began to give up on himself, and even disgusted and disgusted with his identity as a bandit.

Before the three of them could wait for the spring flowers to bloom, they couldn't wait to go to the bottom of the mountain and started their journey to retreat, and all the matters of the cottage were handed over to the Thirteen Eagles. Before leaving, Qiu Haoran gave the jade pendant left by his mother to Pu Yingjue again.

Pu Yingjue wanted to go down the mountain with him, but seeing that the three of them were so depressed and self-conscious, they had no intention of paying attention to others, so they had to give up. Pu Yingjue was abandoned by life again, but he didn't know what else to do, where else could he go, so he could only go with the flow with regret. As soon as Qin was in charge of the family, Pu Yingjue was gradually marginalized by Touying, Erying and others, although he was still admired by other brothers, but the pressure of survival and his relationship gradually became estranged.

After many years have passed, the cottage has not undergone major changes, and the only thing that can be sung is the notoriety of the Thirteen Eagles of Qipan Mountain.

Time was exhausted in a state of confusion, and despite the laughter and laughter of the outside world, the chessboard cottage was still dead, continuing its previous business all the way.

The wind ghost howled and blew like a knife on the face. After the thirteen eagles were frustrated in going down the mountain and entering the city again and again, the roadblock robbery had become the only consolation to survive, prostrate in the withered grass, closely watching every move in the valley.

The two figures gradually came into view, which was particularly eye-catching in this solemn winter.

After waiting for the rabbit these days, another prey finally took the initiative to send it to the door, and the head eagle said excitedly: "Brothers, the spirit points, all give me a glare." ”

The figure became clearer and clearer, a woman with a turban on her back and a satchel staggered towards a white-haired old man on crutches, and the woman turned her head sideways to the old man from time to time, as if to ask something, but the old man was always indifferent and continued to follow suit.

The old man with his back on his back occasionally stopped, coughing violently, and the sharp coughing sound reverberated back and forth in the valley, just like the cough of Uncle Liu when he was about to go down the mountain, Pu Yingjue buried his head heavily in the dry grass, and was sad. At the same time, the woman would always hurriedly thump the old man behind the back with her hand.

Touying scolded: "Fuck, it looks like I'm going to work in vain again today, fuck it, no matter how much, don't be picky, there is one one, brothers." Pu Yingjue hesitated, but still followed.

When the woman saw a group of men rushing down the hill with a large knife, she realized that she had encountered the robbers, and although she was afraid, she still mustered up the courage to plead: "You guys, what do you want to do?" We don't have any money, we really don't have money, we're going to see a doctor, please do it. Pulling the old man's arm tightly, although wrapped in a turban, he still couldn't hide the unique charm of a woman.

The old man looked at the mountain bandits with blank eyes, and there was no expression on his dark and sunken face except for sickness, and the only thing that could make people feel the fluctuations in his heart was the shaking hands. Pu Yingjue was also shocked, and asked the head eagle softly: "Big brother, if you don't count it, it's not easy, let's wait." ”

The second eagle stared at the woman obscenely, and the harazi was about to fall, seeing that the head eagle bowed his head and was silent, he whispered in his ear: "Big brother, now is not as good as before, the brothers haven't tasted meat for a long time, and finally have a chance, why not?" ”

The head eagle looked down at his right hand, still a little dilemma, but the turmoil in his heart made his reason lose control, and he looked around to hide his hypocrisy.

Seeing this, Erying smiled obscenely: "Sister, there is a doctor on the mountain of the eldest brother, you don't need to spend money, how about going up the mountain with the eldest brother?" ”

The woman grabbed the old man's arm and stepped back tremblingly, looking at the bandits in horror.

Pu Ying smiled and said, "Second brother, if you don't forget it, let them go." ”

"It's none of your business, the eldest brother didn't speak, why is it your turn to speak, you still thought that in the past, you could fake the tiger and get out."

Pu Yingjue tried his best to suppress the fire in his heart, and tried his best to restrain himself from confronting the second eagle in person.

The eagle pretended not to see, and turned his head and walked up the mountain. Erying knew that the eldest brother acquiesced, so he pushed Pu Yingjue, who was standing in front, and ordered Eight Eagles and Nine Eagles to do it.

The old man suddenly shook off the woman's hand, raised his crutch and stopped in front of him, his whole body trembled, I don't know if it was due to fear or his weak body, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "I see who dares unless he steps over my corpse." The eyes embedded in the bony head were swollen, and the sparks of anger were like sparks in the ashes about to be extinguished, without any deterrent effect.

Seeing this, Erying leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, and the others also laughed on the side, but Pu Yingjue's heart was bleeding, and he remembered his father who was shaking in the wind before leaving, although he did not have a great body, but he escorted himself with the strongest love. Pu Yingjue yelled in grief: "Shut up for me, is it funny?" Give me back. Grabbing the shoulders of Hachitaka and Jiutaka and pulling them back, Hachitaka and Jiutaka stumbled backwards.

"Fuck, third child, you want to rebel, there is no one here to protect you, what have you done for the cottage, eat and drink for nothing, and dare to go wild here, don't get out of the way, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite." After saying that, he fired a shot into the air.

Everyone fell silent, and the woman began to sob, except for the old man. Seven eagles and eight eagles strode forward, pushing the old man aside hard, and the old man who couldn't help the wind fell down, his head hit a stone on the side of the road, and he made a weak ** sound, and then stopped moving.

The woman pounced desperately, and the ghost cried wolf, crying wolf, "Daddy, daddy, wake up, wake up......"

Erying glared at Pu Yingjue and roared expressionlessly: "Fuck, bad luck, drag it away." After saying that, he turned around and swaggered towards the mountain.

Everyone gradually walked away, Pu Yingjue was still standing in place and staring at the old man's corpse in a daze, his heart was already churning, but no one could tell, and no one could understand, so he could only look up to the sky and howl.