To be honest, the old man just thought so, if he really did this, it is estimated that he would look down on himself.

More than a decade ago?

How old was Zhou Wugui more than ten years ago? Isn't it just like me? I'm still underage!

"Where's your master?" The old man leaned on the pillow and looked at Wang Yuanqing weakly.

Wang Yuanqing didn't answer this question immediately, and looked at the people present, his expression a little hesitant.

"Your own people, out of the way." The old man laughed.

"My Master"

Wang Yuanqing frowned, his eyes were a little complicated.

"Missing."

Hearing this answer, not only the old man was dumbfounded, but there was no one present who was not surprised.

Huang Zhenren is missing??!

"What's going on??" The old man sat up like a corpse, looked at Wang Yuanqing with wide eyes, and his face was full of disbelief: "Did he go into the mountains to practice??" ”

"No, I met He Xigong and disappeared after that." Wang Yuanqing smiled bitterly, and anyone could see the worry in his eyes: "You also know my master's temper, generally speaking, he is not nosy, but this time it was He Xigong who took the initiative to find my master." ”

"He's up the mountain?" The old man was stunned.

"Yes, with a child and two, those two should not be people." Wang Yuanqing said with a frown.

"It's a corpse." I said.

As soon as they heard me talk, Wang Yuanqing and Kong Baiyang both glanced at me, nodded and said, it really looks like a corpse.

"What have you met? Met with your master? The old man asked.

"It's not." Wang Yuanqing shook his head: "These news were all told to me by my fourth junior brother, when he was on the mountain with my second junior brother, when he met He Xigong, he immediately found someone to call me." ”

Miao Wuren sat in the corner, listening to the gossip in the line with great interest, and then he said coldly: "What are you talking about, why don't you ask for a brother?" I remember meeting him two years ago. ”

"You know why not?" I looked at Miao Wuren in a daze: "When I was in Xiangxi, Yi Daxi God told me about this, he said that He Xigong's brother was a big man and had participated in the War of Resistance against Japan like him. ”

"No wonder" The old man frowned: "I said that this person looks familiar, so why don't you ask his brother"

"You know him, too?" I asked curiously.

"I'm not familiar with it, but I've seen it, why don't you ask for it, Xiao Situ shouldn't have heard this name, right?"

Situ snorted, took out a cigarette and lit it, and said with a face full of recollection, this name was heard in the mouth of the mentor, and he was indeed a well-known figure back then.

"Qian Zhuangfei, you know, right?" Situ asked.

"I know that during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the top agents within the Communist Army seemed to be the secretary general of the Political Department." I nodded.

"During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, not only did the Kuomintang and the Communist Party participate in the war, but also some people in your business, your grandfather, Huang Zhenren, Yi Daxishen, and basically the older generation of gentlemen who can call their names have participated." Situ smiled: "The troops that these people belong to are different, for example, why don't you ask for Yi Daxishen, they belong to the special seventh team led by Qian Zhuangfei personally." ”

Listening to these mythical stories, I felt a little confused, and the history I had studied in school had basically been pushed to the limit.

"The seventh team is the last special team to be established, Qian Zhuangfei is the captain, and the vice captain is probably also heard of it, it is the Tianjin Wei Lafayette who now dominates one side."

"What does it mean to dominate one side?" Wang Yuanqing looked at Situ with a face full of unhappiness: "What about when all the other gentlemen eat dry rice?" ”

"You guys came up later, so I'm talking about the oldest gentlemen." Situ said with a smile.

According to Situ, these special teams were formed before the Lugou Bridge Incident.

"Since the Lugou Bridge Incident, these special teams have only been put into the battlefield, and the ancestor was not generally optimistic about these teams."

"Master, have you seen him?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Who?" The old man was stunned.

"Founding Ancestor!" I looked at the old man excitedly: "You special forces soldiers, there must be many opportunities to meet him, right?" ”

"Where, I've seen it twice, once when the team was formed, and once before participating in the battle."

"You're good, you can see twice, and the special seventh team has only seen once." Situ waved his hand and continued: "Why don't you ask for the code name of the end, because he is the last to participate, his younger brother He Xigong is in another team, and he was not called He Xigong at that time, which should have been changed later." ”

"Why not?" Qibao asked curiously: "His brother has caused so much trouble, and he doesn't say it to take care of it?" ”

"It's dead." Situ sighed: "In 1939, six members of the seventh team were dispatched at the same time, and according to the instructions of their superiors, they rushed to the three war zones, and only one came back in the end, which is now Yi Daxishen, and the other gentlemen have been martyred. ”

"I didn't expect He Xigong and his brother to be a hero of the Anti-Japanese War" Wang Yuanqing frowned: "How did you come to my younger brother, and people have become so fucked." ”

"Why did your master disappear?" The old man asked.

"I don't know, I only know that He Xigong went up the mountain, met with my two junior brothers, and met my master, and I don't know what happened after that" Wang Yuanqing smiled bitterly: "When I rush back with Baiyang, there is no one on the mountain, but judging from the traces left at the scene, there should have been a battle in that place, and there must have been a fight." ”

Kong Baiyang, who was taciturn, suddenly hummed at this time, and added: "Where my master lives, there are a radius of 100 meters, and the flowers and plants on the ground are poisoned by corpse gas, and the soil that turns down three feet is black. ”

"Is there blood?" The old man asked.

Wang Yuanqing nodded and said yes, but he couldn't tell whose it was, and he was covered by the corpse qi.

"That's not right, I still know how many catties and taels He Xigong has, he went up the mountain to kill your master openly, he doesn't have such great ability." The old man muttered suspiciously: "What's more, the strong dragon doesn't suppress the head snake, how can your master not be able to fight him on that one-acre and three-third of land?" ”

"Afterwards, we also felt that something was wrong, so we did a ritual for my master and those two junior brothers, and recruited a soul." When Wang Yuanqing said this, his expression was also a lot more relaxed, and there was a smile on his face: "The soul has not been recruited, they should be fine." ”

"Think of a way, push along their eight characters and see if you can find their traces." The old man said in a low voice.

"I've tried, I've thought of everything I can think of, it's useless!" Wang Yuanqing smiled bitterly: "Now I can only wait, since they are not dead, there is a certain hope of finding them, blindly looking for them in the mainland, it is similar to looking for a needle in a haystack." ”

"You guys go back first, just go to your master's cultivation place and guard it, push it out around and look for more, maybe you can find some clues!"

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Yuanqing shook his head and said, I'll just wait now, it's in vain to look for it, and you need me here.

"Are you going to go to Zhou Wugui?" Wang Yuanqing asked me coldly.

I nodded and said yes.

"I won't fight with you, because you are the grandson of Lord Yama, and his revenge should be avenged by you." Wang Yuanqing smiled: "I'm guarding in Sichuan, not only can I wait for my master's news, but also help you block some miscellaneous pieces." ”

"Thank you then." I nodded gratefully, with Wang Yuanqing here, the old man's safety must be one point higher, which is a great comfort to me.

Wang Yuanqing glanced at Kong Baiyang and gave him a look: "You go with Xiao Shen and them." ”

"Okay." Kong Baiyang nodded, agreed very simply, and turned to look at us, as if he was looking at something.

At this time, I could barely see clearly that the giant bow on Kong Baiyang's back seemed to be engraved with two seal characters on the edge.

Three plagues.