After changing into the military uniform of the Japanese army, Xu San took the new second regiment and separated from Li Yunlong.

Before leaving, Xu San specially told Ji Wushuang to be sent back to the courtyard as soon as possible.

This is very much in line with Li Yunlong's thoughts, although the eldest lady shoots accurately, but the strange thinking is easy to lead the young warrior to ruin.

This is a headache for Li Yunlong.

After arriving at a safe place and joining the large army, Xu San put on makeup again and left with Monk Wei first.

The Flying Tigers entered Taiyuan in batches three days later.

On the way, passing by a small temple, Xu San donated a little incense money to Monk Wei to change a set of monk's robes and robes, and some degrees.

After changing it, Monk Wei immediately became a serious monk.

Xu San calculated for a moment, looked at Monk Wei and said, "Virtue is forever extensive, how about arranging a German character for you?" ”

Monk Wei folded his hands and said a Buddha name, "Amitabha, the little monk is the German generation." ”

"Well, then send it, Degang!" Xu San clapped the decision.

"Amitabha! The little monk is called Degang. Monk Wei instantly entered the play.

After giving Monk Wei some money, the two separated again and made an appointment to meet at Taiyuan.

After that, nothing major happened, riding a horse borrowed from the New Second Regiment, Xu San returned to Taiyuan City in the afternoon of the next day.

In the meantime, I communicated with Sister Hua twice, and learned that the Eighth Route Army had an ambush, but they didn't know what the outcome was, because the battle was not over yet.

The gold left by Yamamoto was also successfully found by Zhang Shouling, and after a preliminary inventory, it was worth about 100,000 oceans.

Hearing this number, even Xu San was taken aback, he didn't expect Yamamoto to be really greedy.

But since the money was found, then he asked Xiaohong and Sister Hua to go home separately, and then asked Lin Dong to follow Xiaohong back to safety, and take my four walkie-talkies and send them to himself.

As for Yamamoto, he safely avoided the ambush of the Eighth Route Army and returned to Heian Castle with the rest of the money.

But this information, Xiaohong and they knew.

On the afternoon of September, Taiyuan City was still the same as when he left, cold and depressed with a thick smoke and fire, and most of the people were numb and busy, rushing to live.

Entered the city smoothly and spoke fluent Japanese, so that the devils guarding the door did not check him much.

I didn't rush back to the office, but bought a few newspapers of the day, found a teahouse and read them slowly.

picked up the evening newspaper, and the headline on the front page was "I can't imagine that the Eighth Route Army, which prides itself on benevolence and righteousness, would do such a thing?" 》

Looking at this familiar taste, Xu San smiled with relief.

Wang Zhenzhen's disciples seem to have learned the essence of new media.

took a sip of tea, and began to read Wang Zhenzhen's masterpiece at a glance.

Illustrated and full of nonsense.

Not to mention, Wang Zhenzhen can write 5,000 words in this era of refined language.

Thinking about writing 5,000 words with a fountain pen, Xu San himself suddenly felt a faint pain in his wrist.

5,000 words, almost the entire front page is occupied.

In general, this headline is narrated from the perspective of a devil, and scolds the Eighth Route Army from a serious subjective perspective.

The written rhetoric is fierce and exaggerated, and it doesn't make sense at first glance, but it can drive emotions.

It belongs to the kind of article that looks cool to the devil, but the common people don't believe it at first glance.

This kind of article can be sent, and the editor-in-chief of the "Evening News" is under tremendous pressure.

But

After Wang Zhenzhen wrote this report, her reputation is estimated to be completely stinky.

put down the teacup, plucked a peanut, and beckoned Xiao Er to come over and store water.

After Xiao Er stored water, Xu San took out a few cents and put it on the table and asked, "Xiao Er, do I want to ask you something?" ”

Xiao Er saw that Xu San's dress and accent were not from Dongying, so he immediately smiled and said, "If you have something, just ask, and the little one will definitely report it truthfully." ”

"What's going on with the Eighth Route Army hijacking the train? Is this true? ”

"It's all in the newspapers, so can there be any fakes?" Xiao Er had a smile on his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was perfunctory or honest.

"But it's reported in this newspaper," Xu San said, pointing to the evening newspaper.

"You mean this report?" Xiao Er asked.

"Hmm!" Xu San nodded.

"Do you think I look like a literate person?" Xiao Er said with a wry smile.

Xu San took out another one-yuan fiat currency and put it on the table, and said, "Even if you don't know each other, there must always be someone in this teahouse, you can always know some news if you listen to it or not, right?" ”

Xiao Er glanced left and right, and found that no one was looking at him, so he quickly put away the money on the table.

"This is yesterday's newspaper, and the shopkeeper at the evening bought it and scolded and giggled while reading it, which made several of us guys stupid. As a result, I found out that our shopkeeper was reading the newspaper. Read it to us later. As a result, we were attracted at the beginning, but we were happy when we heard it. ”

"What's fun!?" Xu San asked with a smile.

"It's too fake, it's even more exaggerated than in the play, what locust army of 3,000 and 8 routes and 5,000 troops fought for a day and night, and the Eighth Route Army of 1,000 artillery salvos cried dad and called mother. Although we don't know how to read, we can see the cannons, and that thing can't be played by five or six people, and if a thousand cannons fire a salvo, there can't be four or five thousand people. It was also said earlier that there were 3,000 locust troops, which was a salvo of 1,000 cannons. ”

Xiao Er shook his head and said the logical loopholes in it, "I see that you are also a literate person, what is written on this, you shouldn't ask me, you still want to tell me what you want to know, right?" ”

took a sip of the tea he had just brewed, "Those meat tickets?" ”

"It's been safely sent back in Taiyuan City! I don't know anywhere else. ”

"Then do you know how much ransom the devil collected?"

"Hey, we really don't know about that."

Xu San once again launched a dollar, "The grapevine is okay." ”

Xiao Er collects money, "Some say 1 million, some say 500,000, but it's a lot." Xiao Er whispered.

Xu San picked up the newspaper again and glanced at it, "It is also said here that the Eighth Route Army has not even let go of the common people, what do you think of this at first glance?" ”

Xiao Er took Xu San'er more than one yuan first, and he took a breath, as if he was considering the words.

"Don't be afraid, just tell the truth. But if you dare to tell a lie, not only will you not have a reward, but you will also have to be beaten! Xu San looked at Xiao Er with a wicked smile.

"What do you say?" Xiao Er was a little embarrassed, but he still gritted his teeth and said what was in his heart, "According to me, a little person, although the common people don't have much money, but no matter how small the grasshopper is, it is also meat, and the officials take the big head, and the soldiers can also drink some soup, which shows that Ganbalu is very promising, stronger than Lao Yan's troops, you must know that Lao Yan's soldiers can't drink soup." ”

"Haha~ It is indeed promising!" Xiao Er's words amused Xu San, but he didn't expect that the entry point of Xiao Er's analysis of the problem was quite chic. (End of chapter)