"The general is really a master!" Dazhi gave a thumbs up to King Zou Yan.

The King of Zou Yama grinned in pain, and his smile was sad.

The refugees carried away the bodies of Ziliang, Zhao Hanzheng and Da Beard, and it was too hot to leave them for long, so they had to dig a pit as quickly as possible to bury the three poor heroes like them, even though there was not even a mat to wrap the corpses.

When Dazhi set his eyes on King Zou Yan again, he was no longer breathless, lying quietly on the ground, his hands tightly clutching the stick inserted in his stomach, but there was a faint smile on his face, but this smile was still so sad.

"Is General Zou dead?" asked the big man, a little sad.

"Yes. Dazhi's answer was weak.

"Buried?" the big man asked again.

"Listen to Chief Hu," Dazhi took a deep breath and said lightly, "Now he is the highest official here, after all, General Zou is not like us poor refugees, he shouldn't be buried like this." ”

"You go and ask, or ......," the big man paused, and then said, "To be honest, I had some things to do with that Chief Hu from the beginning, and I didn't want to provoke him, besides, he had just been injured and was in a very bad mood. ”

Dazhi stood up, slowly broke the hands of General Zou who were clutching the stick, pulled out the stick on his stomach, lifted the bloody stick and looked at it, sighed, threw it into the ruins, and then turned around without a sound and went to the sentry tower at the gate, where Chief Hu lived.

After nearly half an hour, Dazhi walked back with an indifferent face, the big man and a few refugees were still standing beside General Zou's corpse, they saw Dazhi and surrounded him, and everyone's eyes were on Dazhi at this moment.

"Bury it. Dazhi whispered.

"Just buried like this?" said the big man, who couldn't believe his ears, "I don't prepare anything, and if I don't have a coffin board, I will have to make a mat to put it away." And this clothes, they are dirty and rotten, I have never seen this Zou Yan King wear dirty clothes once, let alone this clothes are rotten in so many places. ”

"It's just buried. "Dazhi is like being in another dimension, and his voice seems to come out of the ground.

"Didn't you ask," the big man said puzzled, "This General Zou is the boss of Chief Hu, the boss is gone, it is impossible for Chief Hu as a subordinate to have no ideas, what is his plan for the future?"

"Buried!" Dazhi yelled angrily, "bury something." What are you talking about so much, what does this Zou Yan King have to do with you and me, he usually either scolds or abuses us, why do we value him like this?"

"What's wrong?" The big man was puzzled by the monk who suddenly exploded a little bit with Dazhi, patted Dazhi on the shoulder, and asked softly, "What happened, don't you usually do this?"

"I'm ---" Dazhi took a deep breath, bit his lip and said, "I'm fine." Now that it's hot, the body can't be left for too long, the conditions here are limited, coffins, mats can't be available, as for the rest, forget it, if you can avoid it, bury it. ”

"The way of the world," the big man shook his head and sighed, "a dignified ** general, when he was alive, the scenery was infinite, how many people saw him wag his tail and beg for mercy, and now he died in the line of duty but was treated like this, which is really chilling." ”

"Do you think I'm hard-hearted?" Dazhi thought that the big man was complaining about him, so he turned his head and said, "Brother Zhao, Brother Hu and Little Brother Ziliang are not thin on us, although they are all poor people, but at least they are also people, when they die, what should they do, didn't they dig a pit and bury things? This General Zou is a man with a head and a face, he is decent when he is alive, and he can't be too cold when he dies, and he still dies for the righteousness of the nation, but what can I do, I have nothing, I can only dig a pit and bury things like Brother Zhao and them......"

"I'm going to ask Chief Hu," the big man and the other refugees were all very aggrieved, and they didn't say a word, Dazhi took a deep breath, and then said, "That Chief Hu was being treated by the military doctor, and he didn't even look at me, but only asked General Zou if he was really dead, and when he heard that General Zou was really dead, he waved his hand and said, 'Hurry up and bury it, don't stink.'" Then he let me out. ”

"I have no choice but to ask him through the window how to handle the future, he looked very irritable and yelled at me: 'Just pull it out and bury it, the living can't take care of it, who has the heart to care about the dead.'" 'You say, 'Now that we're like you, what else can we do?'

"Dusensei said," said one of the refugees, "I'll take someone to dig a pit." Then three refugees left.

Dazhi gently wiped the dust off General Zou's body, wiped the blood on his body and face with the placket of his clothes, and tidied up the tattered clothes, and then carried him to the grave at the westernmost end of the refugee camp with the big man, chattered a few words, and then buried him.

After burying General Zou hastily, Dazhi and the big man led dozens of refugees to worship General Zou first, and then worshiped Dabeard, Zhao Hanzheng and Ziliang one by one.

"There are no sacrifices," Dazhi chattered, "there is no paper money, I see that there are a lot of wild flowers growing on the side, let's pick some separately and come back as sacrifices, to show a little of your heart and mine, and to let them not be too shabby on the road." ”

They brought all kinds of flowers, tied them into bouquets, placed five bouquets on each grave, and then bowed again, and then returned to their respective dwellings.

Dazhi and the big man have completed their tasks, and they can leave Chief Hu at the moment, leave the Beishan refugee camp, and return to the long-lost Immortal Spring pickle shop, reuniting with other members of the phoenix tail bamboo, thinking of this, Dazhi and the big man smiled a little excitedly, but their hearts were always empty, and they always felt as if something was missing.

Dazhi and the big man first said goodbye to their fellow roommates one by one, and were about to say goodbye to Zhao Hanzheng, Bearded and Ziliang, when they walked out of the wooden house, they suddenly remembered that they were dead, and suddenly felt that Yin and Yang were separated from each other, and both of them couldn't help but shed tears.

All the victims naturally saw this detail, but no one stepped forward to comfort them, nor did they make a sound, they all drooped their heads, their faces were full of blank expressions--- they were very lost, helpless, melancholy, and helpless.

"Let's go. The big man tugged at Dazhi's sleeve slightly.

Dazhi sighed again, and then walked aimlessly forward.

I don't know how long I walked, Dazhi and the big man were suddenly blocked by the deer in charge, and they have now arrived at the gate of the camp--- it was from here that they entered the refugee camp and began to live a dull but unpeaceful refugee life these days---......

"Everything is in a trance," Dazhi sighed, "When we first came, we were like two fools, not to mention being beaten by King Zou Yan, and were almost beaten by the bearded people, I thought that the days here would be difficult, but I didn't expect that Zhao Hanzheng, the bearded man and Ziliang were all heroic heroes, but let us enjoy the greatest freedom......"

"Yes!" the big man interjected, "The main thing is that Zou Yama has great merits, don't look at his usual ice and frost, fierce and vicious, I always feel that he is a Hades heart, and later it was revealed that he is really a master, hidden and well-intentioned, and he has long known the identities of you and me, but he pretended not to know, ignored it, but helped us a lot and made our actions more convenient." ”

"Makes sense. Dazhi nodded and said, "In this way, the reason why we are able to come and go freely here is probably related to the attitude of this General Zou--- he turns a blind eye to us, and others also turn a blind eye--- just like this false belief incident, he knows it, and we still think how clever we are!"

"Superior, real superior!" the big man did not hesitate to praise him.

The two stared at the vast green mountains outside the deer, sighed, and agreed to go to Chief Hu's place to say goodbye.

Dazhi and the big man came to Chief Hu's residence under the guidance of the sentry, knocked on the door and entered, and saw that Chief Hu was leaning against the quilt and smoking a hookah, obviously the injury was fine.

"General Zou has finished dealing with the aftermath?" Chief Hu put down the hookah, sat up slightly, and asked coldly.

"According to your intentions," replied Daishi, "a graveyard was dug in the wasteland to the west, and the matter was hastily buried. ”

"No way," Chief Hu sighed, "In normal times, with the identity and achievements of Chief Hu, how can I find a group of eminent monks to recite the longitude, the sandalwood coffin is collected, the silk brocade is added, and everyone sends each other, and the life and achievements of his life and achievements are displayed in front of everyone, and then announced to the public." ”

Dazhi and the big man knew that Chief Hu was in difficulty, but they felt that he was indifferent before, and just now he saw him smoking a hookah leisurely, and his heart was even more resentful, but he didn't say it, and at this time, when he heard Chief Hu say this, he felt a lot better.

"Can you tell me a little bit about General Zou," Dazhi asked tentatively, "I think you are all young, but you have achieved a lot, and I really admire you." ”

"Speaking of General Zou," it was obvious that Chief Hu was very useful for Dazhi's flattery, and he sat down casually and smiled, "There is always something to say." It is not an exaggeration to describe this General Zou as a legend. He was from the Central Plains, and when he was a child, he suffered a disaster year, and was forced to join the army because he could not continue, and he was fifteen or sixteen years old at that time. ”

Dazhi and the big man looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of admiration.

"After the outbreak of the National Defense Movement," Commander Nahu continued, "because of his courage and insight, he performed miraculous feats in many key battles, and was later promoted to battalion commander. During the warlord melee, the average age of the battalion under his command was the youngest, but the combat effectiveness was very strong. Before the age of twenty, he became a deputy division commander and received the rank of junior soldier. ”

"What a boy hero!" Dazhi praised.

"God is jealous of talent!" the big man felt even more sorry.

"After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War," Chief Hu paused, continued, "He garrisoned North China, and he had been dealing with the devils for many years, and he repeatedly frustrated the devils' spirit, and became an insurmountable barrier in front of the devils. Later, he was subjected to ** infighting and factional overthrowing, and became a victim of the power struggle, so he was sent to this Beishan refugee camp, and when he came, he seemed to have received a secret mission. ”

Dazhi and the big man naturally understood this "secret mission", but they didn't say anything again, but the two of them were thinking in their hearts: "Talented and handsome, I could have achieved an earth-shattering feat in troubled times, but I didn't expect it to end up like this, it's really embarrassing." ”

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