"I'm the wolves!" In a dilapidated temple, a lonely figure was pacing, "In the past, I always fought alone, and no extra partner would come to support me. I used to be simple, I was like a carefree child, I imagined the world as a heaven full of pink bubbles, and I was free to live the life I wanted. The sound of self-talk filled the large temple, and occasionally one or two beast-shaped shadows intertwined, and if there was anything else, only the whispering of a few large Doberman Pinscher sounded in harmony, and all that was left was the murmur of two white babies in swaddling clothes in the cradle in front of the temple table.

The sound of pacing became rapid and small, and a gecko-like figure actually walked from the ground to the wall, but he could keep his body straight, just like walking in a leisurely garden at a ninety degree angle to the wall! This person is the old lady Zhang Quanyin, his face is very gloomy in a simple uniform, even the wolves around him can't figure out what happened to the old lady today, so he can only be doubly careful, after all, there are two children here!

"I want to be kind to others, I want to live in peace, but it's a pity, it's sad, old woman, if you are still there, look at the way of the world today.... Hey, why is it you, not me, you left our father and son, and just left, if it weren't for these two little grandsons, I would have no reason to live in this world...."The choked voice sounded, and Zhang Quanyin's voice also became sad. "I can't be weak! You have advised me before to make me forget my hatred, to make me submit to those who have done me wrong, and not to take revenge.... But look at it, look at it? Ai lowered his head and softly cared for his two little grandsons, who were the next generation, and the natural sense of responsibility to care for his grandchildren lingered on the old man, "Look at what a wonderful child this is, this is your grandson, old woman, look...." The white candles were neatly arranged on both sides, for fear of smoking the children, and there was no incense or tribute. "You just went, and you went..... I don't even have to hug the child, hey..."

After sighing for a while, Zhang Quan Yin gently put down the two grandsons and paced in circles again: "Old woman, you can go with peace of mind, my old bones are still very tough, Jiaming, this kid is very competitive, but after all, he is too tender and does not understand the sinister hearts of people, old woman, you are gone, and no one will persuade me, this time, even if I am willful!" Between the words, Zhang Quanyin completed the transformation from a mournful old man in the twilight to a sinister person with evil eyes full of evil light.

"I said, I can't be weak, I won't compromise, I want to sweep away all the ugly people who dare to sneak around in dark places, and I want to open peace for my children and grandchildren!" Almost categorically, in the temple surrounded by wolves, Zhang Quanyin finally threw out a sentence full of blood!

After a series of things were completed, such as building the Chicken Song Temple and sealing the gods for the dragon son, the R County Restoration Army, which everyone thought would be quiet, was so shocked by an amazing incident that they couldn't calm down for half a minute - Yan Wanshan, the military division of the Restoration Army, with the rank of R County's top staff adjutant general, was imprisoned! It's like a pool of water that has just stabilized and suddenly falls into a stone, no, it's not a stone, it's a meteorite! This meteorite came so suddenly, it almost caught people off guard, and it almost lifted the entire waterhole into the sky! No one dares to underestimate this matter - even the most trusted military advisor of the big chief has been imprisoned by edict, and who else can protect himself in the small R County Restoration Army? You don't need a smart head, you just need to think about it a little! For a time, the entire R County was stormy, and everyone was in danger!

The first person who felt uneasy first was none other than Wei Zhongshu, the second-in-command, but to everyone's surprise, he didn't expose his weakness to anyone!

In that underground dungeon, where there was no sunlight all year round, Wan Shan, who had become a prisoner under the stairs, leaned against the wall very calmly - one of his hands was broken, wrapped in two tattered pieces of wood, and then wrapped around his neck with a dirty bandage, and on the other hand was also a variety of clearly visible dark red imprints, this barely intact arm was now Yan Wanshan's only point of support. Looking up, most of the originally small hair was lost by unknown torture, revealing the bright red flesh inside, and the new skin that had just grown out was still with a shocking blood red, which made people can't bear to look at it again. It's not that there are no clothes, in the cold winter season, after countless tortures, the countless blood stained by his thin clothes has already coagulated, and after clumping, it has become a little heavier, and Kankan can barely resist the cold of late spring for Yan Wanshan. His lower body is also wrapped in a pile of shabby blankets that can't tell what material is, all the people who cared about him before, respected him, including those who were afraid of him, have left him far away, and now he can only be alone, calmly facing another unexpected test of life's journey - severe punishment! If someone says that he is still alive, it can only be said: What can still support living here is just a spiritual body, and Yan Wanshan no longer has a piece of good meat on his body!

"Wanshan, what is it for, why is it....." Everyone tried to dissociate themselves from Yan Wanshan as if they were avoiding the plague god, so as to exonerate themselves from suspicion, but only one person, regardless of the dissuasion of others, risked the risk of disrepute and the attacks of those with sinister intentions, alone, after drinking the jailer of the Seventh Division, threw himself down in front of the bars of the prison, crying hoarsely, like a child who has lost his beloved toy! This person is Yan Wanshan's sworn brother-Wei Zhongshu. "Is it worth it for you to defend against those people, for those who haven't even looked at you once? Is it worth it? Over and over again, Lao Wei cried bitterly, beating his chest and asking, in order to save his godbrother, he had asked the old lady to meet many times, but, without exception, he came back with a nose - all the night wolves and guards are highly consistent: no intercession for Yan Wanshan during the investigation! And the old lady is very busy, so I asked Deputy Division Commander Wei to go back to the house and come back at a later date. No, it's almost like rolling all over the ground, and our poor deputy division commander has only won the only chance to meet his godbrother, where he knows, just by looking at it, Wei Zhongshu cried as if he had been tortured.

"Brother Wei, listen to me, no matter what the result is, you have to accept it all, not just for me, not for you, but for everyone!" Yan Wanshan's hoarse voice cut Lao Wei's heart and lungs like a blunt knife, making it even more difficult for him to control himself! And at this moment, Yan Wanshan, after seeing his eldest brother, his eyes suddenly became much brighter, just like those who have realized the true meaning of life, his temperament has become less depressed, on the contrary, even his complexion has become much more energetic, so that others can't see that this is a person who has been tortured. "As for me, I believe that if the Great Leader returns, he will definitely understand my thoughts and practices." Smiling bitterly, Yan Wanshan reluctantly twisted his neck and looked at Lao Wei, who was already crying like a tearful man outside.

"Brother Wei, since I am a dying person, I can only ask you for one thing!" An ordinary rural cattle herder, relying on his own efforts, in the country school building little by little to absorb everything the temple of knowledge can provide him, after becoming a substitute teacher who is not recognized by those formal teachers, but in the troubled times finally found his own home: to take refuge in a strange man, and become his right-hand man! Although he was framed and imprisoned, Yan Wanshan did not regret it at all, although his desire to serve the country back then was not realized, but his grand wish to save the people from fire and water was certified by the people, even if no one dared to come out to avenge his innocence. A rural cattle herding baby, after experiencing life again and again, like a jade carving, has become a great talent, and at this moment, the soul has been sublimated, he is no longer worried about the existence of life, he is worried about whether those who shelter him can safely survive this invisible political crisis!

"Brother Wanshan, you can't just leave behind such a group of brothers! I'll go to the Great Chief, I'll let the night wolves go, and they'll listen to me!" "Wei Zhongshu still has the majesty of the commander of an army, and at this moment he is no different from an ordinary person who is ready to experience death and parting.

"It's useless, I know that man's temper.... Brother Wei, you don't have to be sad, people have a day after all, but it's just sooner or later, in fact, life is so impermanent! "With a calm expression, Yan Wanshan in the cage is very free and easy, and there is no sorrow at all, but Lao Wei, who is beating the ground and crying outside, has become as helpless as a child." Brother Wei, if you listen to me, I can't work with you anymore, brother, and I'll leave all the future to you! ”

"Brother Wanshan....... Brother Wanshan ..... "Old Wei was already crying silently, unable to say more than half a sentence.

"The foolish brother has been poor for most of his life, he has not married a wife, and his children and nephews have no way to find it, cough cough ......" A series of thorough heart-to-heart coughs suddenly sounded, making Yan Wanshan stop speaking, in the concerned eyes of Lao Wei, Wan Shan waved his hand gently, signaling Wei Zhongshu to come closer: "I used to hear people say, God is jealous of talents, hehe, brother, you let the foolish brother boast about himself and self-intoxicate once.... Don't feel sorry for me anymore! ”

"Thousands of tempers are tempered out of the deep mountains, if the fire is burned, if you are idle, you are not afraid of broken bones, you must leave your innocence in the world!" Enduring the severe pain in his body, the military division of the R County Restoration Army, in the darkest moment of his life, gently sang the last poem he remembered.

Wei Zhongshu and Yan Wanshan looked at each other speechlessly, for a long time, the old Wei who was upright bowed heavily to his godbrother, once, twice, three times, and finally got up silently and walked out of the dungeon without looking back.