Zuo Dengfeng turned his head and glanced at the beard when he heard this, and did not answer his words, what the beard said was very right, everyone has their own ambitions, and they must not be forced.

"Little brother, where did you get that pig from?" The bearded man asked.

"A rich man's house in the east of the county." Zuo Dengfeng felt slightly impatient.

"Oh, that's a little better." Seeing that Zuo Dengfeng didn't want to speak, the bearded man didn't say anything, and stood up and went over to help clean the pig. Zuo Dengfeng then followed, picked up the pair of pork livers and walked into the distance.

After feeding the pork liver to Thirteen, Zuo Dengfeng returned to his place and lay down on his side, pinching the qi gathering fingers in his hand, and turning his head to look at the guerrillas and the old and weak women and children while gathering the spiritual energy.

As the old saying goes, life is in the world, and those who are unsatisfactory are the best out of ten. There are far more pains than happiness in life, but those painful things will be deliberately forgotten or consumed by the years, and if you forget the pain, you will have the pursuit and desire for happiness again. This was the case with the families of the dead and wounded partisans, who still had sadness on their faces, but who were still living their lives as they could.

Zuo Dengfeng did not despise them, they were forced to be helpless, they knew that they could not fight against fate, so they chose to give in and bear it. But Zuo Dengfeng is different from them, Wu Xinyu has been dead for a long time, he has never been able to accept this reality, at this moment all he thinks about is how to save Wu Xinyu, he will do anything for this distant goal, no matter right or wrong, no matter good or evil, even if he is the enemy of the world. Zuo Dengfeng also knew very well that his mentality might force him to a dead end, but he never thought of turning back, in fact, he knew that he couldn't turn back since he killed the innocent kiln sister and the coachman.

Outside the entrance of the cave, some women were sitting sewing clothes for the guerrillas, Zuo Dengfeng looked at them, and then at his own torn robes, these women were sewing other people's clothes, not his Zuo Dengfeng, the woman who was sewing clothes for him was dead, and these women had nothing to do with him.

The pork is very fragrant, although Zuo Dengfeng is rich, he has never eaten good things, he has always been a nest, for him to eat just to live, it is enough to live.

Zuo Dengfeng didn't pick up the bowl of rice and pork brought by his beard in the end, in fact, he wanted to eat it very much, but he couldn't help it, in his opinion, Wu Xinyu was lying in the cold ground, and he ate rice and meat from here, which was to forget Wu Xinyu.

There is no doubt that Zuo Dengfeng is a radical person, but radical people are often strong-willed, earth-shattering things are done by people with extreme surnames, and people with easy-going surnames will soon forget and continue after the death of their wives, the kind of free and easy that is no different from betrayal and abandonment Zuo Dengfeng does not want.

When everyone was eating, Zuo Dengfeng got up and left, walked to no man's land and stayed with Thirteen, after eating two nests, Zuo Dengfeng looked up at the sun in the sky, the brightness of the sun could not dispel the darkness in his heart, he didn't know where he would go in the future, he didn't know what kind of danger he would encounter in the future, and he didn't even know if he could come back alive after leaving again.

In the following days, the guerrillas have been resting, Zuo Dengfeng has been staying not far from the cave to gather aura, Yin and Yang life and death tips are the spells of teaching, the practice is the twelve meridians, and the essence of cultivation is very calm. The Qi Gathering Finger is a method of intercepting teaching, and its function is to quickly gather spiritual energy, and the gist of cultivation is extremely crazy. But these two completely different cultivation methods not only did not conflict, but the fusion was seamless, the yin and yang life and death formula expanded and strengthened the meridians, and the qi gathering fingers quickly filled the meridians, three days later, Zuo Dengfeng felt that the aura of the dantian qi sea began to change, the original chaotic aura began to divide yin and yang, and the yin aura absorbed from the pure yin protector was on the left side of the qi sea, and his own yang aura was on the right side of the qi sea, and at the same time, Zuo Dengfeng also felt that the aura in his body was gradually compressed from the previous gaseous state to the liquid state.

At first, Zuo Dengfeng was worried about the conflict between the recipe of life and death and the recipe of gathering qi, and he never thought that it would be so mysterious, but after thinking about it, Zuo Dengfeng understood that the three sects were originally founded by three disciples passed down by a patriarch, and to put it bluntly, the cultivation methods of the three sects were all studied by one person, and they should have something in common with each other.

Three days later, the guerrillas went back to bury the bodies of their comrades who had died in battle, and in the following days, bearded and a few guerrillas went out to run errands, but he didn't tell Zuo Dengfeng what he was doing, and Zuo Dengfeng didn't ask.

Every time everyone eats when the beard is there, the beard will send a bowl to Zuo Dengfeng, although Zuo Dengfeng has never asked for it, but he will send it every time, no one has sent him food since he left, in the eyes of everyone, this flower child who lies in the grass all day and night has a mental problem.

Bearded returned after a few days of traveling, and his entourage carried a box of bullets, which he had borrowed from the Kuomintang troops. Zuo Dengfeng had been running around before, and he also knew something about the situation outside, but now the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are jointly resisting, and the Kuomintang is responsible for fighting the devil on a large scale. The guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army were weak and could only fight guerrilla warfare and harass from the rear of the devils, but the relationship between the two sides was still good.

The beard borrowed bullets, which made everyone despise Zuo Dengfeng more and more, because before this, Zuo Dengfeng had said that he would help them get ammunition, but Zuo Dengfeng had not moved, so everyone felt that he was bragging, only the beard was very polite to him.

With the bullets in hand, the guerrillas wanted to move again, targeting a gun tower on the road from Wendeng County to the Weihai Office. There were more than a dozen puppet troops there, and the reason why the guerrillas wanted to attack there was because it was far away from the base camp of the devils, and the devils sent three months of food at a time, and the guerrillas were running out of food and wanted to get food.

"Give me another half a month, and I'll help you bring the arsenal of the devils in Wendeng County." When everyone packed up and set off, Zuo Dengfeng walked over and opened his mouth with a beard. When he first went down the mountain, he observed the situation of the devils in the county seat, and knew that there was an arsenal of devils on the east side of the county, but the guards there were very clear, and it was difficult to start with his current cultivation. In addition, the reason why Zuo Dengfeng asked the guerrillas to wait for them for half a month was because he knew that he would be able to rush into the supreme realm of yin and yang life and death in half a month at most.

"Don't think you're going to blow in the dark with three slaps and two feet." The leper head has always had a prejudice against Zuo Dengfeng.

"Little brother, don't be embarrassed, big brother leads your love." The bearded man smiled at Zuo Dengfeng and turned to beckon the guerrillas to go on the road.

Seeing this, Zuo Dengfeng frowned and stood for a long time, and finally stepped forward to follow, the guerrillas only borrowed a little rifle bullet, no machine gun bullets, so their machine guns could not be used, and the devil's turret had machine guns, and the guerrillas could now fight only a dozen people, and the puppet army was also a dozen, just like this, the guerrillas would definitely suffer.

The guerrillas wore homespun coats, although they were old but very clean, they walked in the forest energetically, and from time to time some people in the team turned their heads and threw disdainful glances at Zuo Dengfeng, who was following behind in rags, and the reason why they looked at Zuo Dengfeng with this kind of eyes was not because the clothes Zuo Dengfeng was wearing were shabby, but they felt that Zuo Dengfeng was deliberately dressed like this to make a splash, and they would not understand that this robe had a deep and special meaning for Zuo Dengfeng.

Departing at noon and arriving at their destination in the evening, the turret was surrounded by barbed wire, and there was no place to hide within 100 meters of the surrounding area, and the guerrillas were lying in ambush outside to observe the enemy's situation and look for opportunities.

The turret is not a simple building, there is a row of bungalows on the right side of the turret, which is a place for the puppet army to eat and rest, in the evening, most of the puppet soldiers come out of the turret to eat in the bungalow, Zuo Dengfeng feels that this is an opportunity, so he suggests that he should do it with his beard. But neither the beard nor the leper disagreed, and in their opinion it was too dangerous to do it before it was dark.

"Their vigilance will be stronger after dark." Zuo Dengfeng frowned and shook his head.

"If you have the ability, you can go." The leper head glanced at Zuo Dengfeng dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Zuo Dengfeng frowned again, hesitated for a long time and finally endured it, this time he didn't let Thirteen follow, without Thirteen's help, the machine gunners on the turret would have no one to deal with. Although the leper head is hateful, his life is his own, and there is no need to be angry with him.

They lurked until the second half of the night, when the bearded man and the leper man felt that the time was ripe and launched an attack, and before they could storm the turret, the machine guns on the turret opened fire. Zuo Dengfeng had already guessed that this would be the situation, so after the guerrillas attacked, he immediately detoured back to the right side of the turret, and suddenly jumped up and jumped onto the lookout on the top of the turret, and it was undoubtedly very risky to jump to the lookout when the machine gun was fired, Zuo Dengfeng jumped up and immediately grabbed the barrel of the machine gun that was still firing, and held the barrel to pull the machine gun out of the puppet army's hand, and at the same time the machine gun bullet swept out a piece of cotton wool in his left sleeve.

Taking the risk of grabbing the machine gun, Zuo Dengfeng immediately threw the machine gun at the location of the guerrillas, and at the same time turned over and jumped on the roof of the turret and lay down, although he had three times the reaction speed of ordinary people, he still could not dodge the bullets head-on.

The guerrillas got the machine guns, quickly took the turret, most of the puppet army surrendered, and the guerrillas collected the weapons and ammunition of the puppet army, and turned to carry the food and prepare to return to the mountain.

"What about these Han Annihilation?" Zuo Dengfeng pointed to the puppet army who was kneeling on the ground and asked with his beard.

"If you dare to help the abuse, you won't accept surrender next time, get out." The bearded man waved his hand at the puppet soldiers. When the puppet soldiers heard this, they immediately got up and ran out.

Zuo Dengfeng frowned suddenly when he heard this, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the neck of one of the puppet soldiers, condensed his qi with his right hand, and killed him with one blow.

"Why did you kill the captives again?!" The bearded man was furious.

"He broke my robe." Zuo Dengfeng glanced up at his beard, turned around and walked out.

It was originally an act of meritorious service, but it was changed by Zuo Dengfeng's tossing, and on the way back, everyone was complaining about him, blaming him for destroying the image and principles of the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army.

At this moment, Zuo Dengfeng had the idea of leaving again, but he finally held back, what he said would be counted, endure it for a few more days, and leave immediately after serving the arsenal for them!