Chen Juan said: "I'll go home first. Xiao Yao said: "The Japanese are about to enter the village. Xiao Yao couldn't wait to take Chen Juan's hand and run, he looked at Wu Guangzong's muzzle, and temporarily held back this thought.

Chen Juan ignored Xiao Yao, turned around and ran towards the pine forest on the hillside next to the Wu family's mansion, Xiao Yao had no choice but to follow, took two steps and turned back to Wu Guangzong and said, "If you want to live, follow up!" In his heart, Xiao Yao actually didn't want Wu Guangzong to follow.

Xiao Yao felt that Wu Guangzong liked Chen Juan, from Chen Juan's tone just now, she seemed to be Wu Guangzong's father's little wife, that is to say, they were two generations, thinking of this, Xiao Yao suddenly didn't sympathize with Wu Guangzong's father very much.

Climbing over a small hill and past a forest, Xiao Yao followed Chen Juan into an adobe house, and Chen Juan cried and shouted, "Dad, Dad, where are you?" An old man came out of nowhere, looked at Chen Juan and said, "Child, why did you run back?" ”

Chen Juan said: "We starved to death and had nothing to eat. ”

The old man trembled and said, "Wait a minute. After speaking, he entered the wing room on the right, and after a while, he took out a bag: "The soybeans I just fried last night are about to be sent to you." As soon as Xiao Yao took the bag of soybeans, there was a sound of crying and shouting from the side of the house.

The old man's face changed, and he knocked on the back door and said, "You go from the back mountain!" Xiao Yao jumped out of the back door like a soybean rabbit on his back, and got into the dense forest in the back mountain, the grass was so deep, and there were many thorns, so he couldn't care about anything at this time.

As soon as I climbed the mountain, I saw that the Japanese soldiers on the side of the mountain were walking towards this side, exactly like what I saw in my dream. Some carried a chicken on their bayonets, some had something they had just snatched from another village, and some even pushed a pig in a cart. Xiao Yao had never seen so many live Japanese devils before.

What to do? At this time, you will definitely not be able to go up the mountain, and once you go up the mountain, you will be discovered by the Japanese. Chen Juan's father suddenly got up and drilled into a particularly long thorn bush in front of him, but it was gone. Chen Juan also stood up and followed a drill, but she was gone. Xiao Yao didn't think much about it, and pounced forward, only to find a hole covered by thorns.

The entrance to the cave is very small, just enough to accommodate one person to drill into the hole at a time, and the thorns on the outside grow very densely, completely covering the hole that is just enough for one person to drill into, even if the average person stands on the edge of the hole and pees on the thatch on the entrance of the hole, they will never think that there is such a small hole in it.

After getting in, Xiao Yao pulled out several bloody cuts on his face, only to feel the burning pain on his face, and when he looked back, Wu Guangzong and his personal soldiers who were following behind also came in.

They groped and climbed forward, I don't know how long they climbed, and finally saw a little bright spot, and when they came out, there was a beautiful pond in front of them, and the dense forest on the edge of the pond was dense, and they got into the forest and climbed up the mountain.

When he climbed halfway up the mountain, Xiao Yao looked back and saw that the sky above Lulin Village was shrouded in a cloud of fireworks, and Xiao Yao clearly heard the cries of the people in the village. The seventeen or eighteen-year-old soldier had tears in his eyes and scolded hatefully: "I'm your mother's Japanese!" One day I'm going to kill you! ”

At this time, Xiao Yao looked around, where is the ghost cave? Chen Juan pointed to the waterfall flowing on the opposite side and said, "It's right there." "No, it's three hundred feet down, how can there be a hole? Chen Juan led them along the stream to the top of the waterfall, then grabbed a wrist-thick wisteria vine with both hands and slowly slid down.