Chapter 1 There Are Dead Ghosts in Every Temple (I)

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A knock on the door woke Zhan Zhizhan from his sleep. Zhan Zhizhan was very reluctant, turned over lazily, yawned, stretched out his hand to beat his waist, squinted his eyes listlessly, and asked, "Who is this?" The door is unlocked......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Zhizhan suddenly became confused, his head turned around and looked at the familiar places, and muttered in his heart: "Huh? What kind of place is this? Lao Tzu slept in a daze, where did he sleep? ”

Zhan Zhizhan's mind gradually appeared in the front line of southern Xinjiang, which was full of flames, and returned to the enemy behind the enemy where murderous machines were everywhere. ……

Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan fought and retreated, leading the Annan monkey towards the mountain. Although Wei Daoyuan has no actual combat experience, he and Zhan Zhizhan are now learning and selling, and the "AK74" assault rifle in his hand is actually very clear-eyed. Narrow hillsides with dense layers of grass, wild vines wrapped around thorny bamboos, and thorns crowded with reeds. The military uniforms on Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan were quickly drenched by the cold dew, and there were several bloody cuts on their faces, hands, and shoulders. Zhan Zhizhan was born with rough skin and thick meat, and he didn't feel anything about it, but he just bittered Wei Daoyuan. It was getting dark, and the two of them easily climbed halfway up the hill, only to see that the Annam monkeys holding torches at the foot of the mountain were fifty or sixty. Zhan Zhizhan sat on the hillside, and the "Bayi Bar" in his hand was a short shot of "Da Da". Fog gradually rose in the mountains and forests, and the Annam monkeys that caught up gradually became unable to see clearly. Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of "squeak", and a shell from the Type 63 60mm pursuer of the Annam monkey flew. The shell hit very accurately, and went straight to the positions of Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan.

"Lie down!" Zhan Zhizhan screamed, turned over and threw Wei Daoyuan to the ground.

After the deafening explosion, a sharp pain came, and Zhan Zhizhan knew that he was injured. Wei Daoyuan pushed Zhan Zhizhan's body away, got up and nervously checked Zhan Zhizhan's injury, and found that although Zhan Zhizhan's injury was not serious, it was bleeding a lot.

"Sister Wei, let's go! It's dangerous here, and the Annam monkeys will follow the footprints to find it. Zhan Zhizhan said.

Wei Daoyuan ignored Zhan Zhizhan, untied Zhan Zhizhan's "Type 78" backpack and said: "'Camel', if you bleed again, you will die!" I am a doctor, you are now a wounded, you must obey my orders unconditionally and close your eyes! ”

Wei Daoyuan said, took out the only first-aid kit in Zhan Zhizhan's "78-style" backpack, and began to stop Zhan Zhizhan's bleeding, carefully bandaging Zhan Zhizhan's wounds. Due to excessive blood loss, Zhan Zhizhan slowly fell into a semi-comatose state. He felt that Wei Daoyuan was wiping his face, and muttered in his heart, "It's over!" Completely finished calf! Lao Tzu lost too much blood in the two handfuls, and almost died, the first one was Aunt Ai Qing Ai saved herself, and the second one was 'Erhai Osprey' who saved herself, but Aunt Ai Qing was far away in Harbin, and 'Erhai Osprey' went to that world. Obediently boom, fried green onions in lard! Lao Tzu didn't do anything that harmed Yin morality? This handful of yang longevity is over, and it can be regarded as completely hopeless! ”

Zhan Zhizhan's lips were chapped like desert, and his face was like a dry Gobi. He smacked his mouth vigorously and muttered, "Water ......"

Zhan Zhizhan felt that his eyes were gradually darkening, that was gradually losing consciousness, and he realized that he was really going to die. is really going to that world to get together with Mei Xiaoran, I am going to meet "Ziwei Gege" Lin Ziwei and Zhuang Jianhong, and I am going to meet my elementary school sister Zheng Shuang. It's time to meet the sacrificed comrades-in-arms such as "Royal Cat" Zhang Xianghua, "Yellow Weasel" Zhou Fuqi, "Hai Dongqing" Li Wenhe, and "Big Bad Wolf" Xie Wenhua, and we want to see "Goshawk" Yao Renming who shouted "For victory, fire at me".

Zhan Zhizhan hurriedly silently used the "Wudang Turtle Breath Gong" taught to him by his father, and he wanted to condense the last bit of consciousness. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the old man who guarded the public recruitment explained the "Diamond Sutra" to him, persuading him to "get rid of life and death, without trouble and trouble". Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but think of the scriptures recited by the Ming disciples before their deaths in Uncle Jin Yong's famous book "Heaven and Dragon Slayer". Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but blurt out: "Burn my remnants, the flames are blazing, what is the joy of life, and why is it bitter to die?" For the sake of good and evil, only the light is the cause. Joy and sorrow are dust. Have mercy on me, there are many sorrows! ”

Zhan Zhizhan shook his head, and then muttered: "Hehe, 'Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why should the horse leather shroud be returned.'" Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. 'Not true! Wrong! Lao Tzu died in a daze, lighter than a feather, where can he be worthy of Gong Zizhen's famous poem, which can be called the pressing volume of Ding'an's poems! ”

Zhan Zhizhan, who had always boasted of being pessimistic about life and death, was encouraging himself, suddenly became scared again. He didn't want to die, he was still young, his father and mother only had one son, and he hadn't married and had children yet. If he dies, won't the old warrior be the last one? But you can't die if you don't want to. Isn't the old saying good, there are no young and old on Huangquan Road, and there is no turning back from sorrow and sorrow. The king of Hades wants him to die in the third watch, and no god dares to come to the fifth watch to stay! Zhan Zhizhan's frustration, the little consciousness he had finally gathered gradually disappeared.

I don't know when it started, Zhan Zhizhan felt that his two arms couldn't move, and they were still in pain. He moved, only to find that he was tied up with five flowers, kneeling on the grass by the pond where he had rescued the female soldiers of the former hospital, and beside him stood two soldiers armed with "Type 56" semi-automatic rifles. It's just that the weather is not very good, it is a foggy day, and everyone is a little blurry.

"Lao Tzu is not dead yet?" Zhan Zhizhan muttered, and he asked a soldier beside him suspiciously: "Ghost brother, what is this?" Is it the Hades Hall or the eighteen layers of hell? Oh yes! What day is it? ”

The warrior kicked Zhan Zhizhan and shouted angrily, "Phew! Who's your ghost brother? You're the ghost! What's the day'? Today is April 1st. You remember, next year today will be your anniversary! You shameless traitor! ”

"Traitor? Still 'shameless'? Obediently boom, fried green onions in lard! Next year's day is the anniversary of Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu, why is this going to be shot? What the hell is this? The designation is a misunderstanding, Lao Tzu was wronged by some villain! Treat unjustly! Treat unjustly! Well, it turns out that today is April 1st, and Lao Tzu and Xiao Zhao Li Zhaohui, the brother of the seventh brother's 'Four Brothers', died one day, and they were all shot. Alas, Lao Tzu didn't bow down to Xiao Zhao, why didn't he ask to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day and month of the same year? Wrong! Wrong! Lao Tzu's loyalty to the party has long been melted in his blood, engraved in his mind, and implemented in action. Lao Tzu and Xiao Zhao were not born on the same day, the same month, the same year, but died on the same day and the same month! ”

It's really a trick! Zhan Zhizhan was executed on April 1, which was also the "April Fool's Day" that was very popular among young people in China 20 years later. April Fool's Day has similarities with the Frolic Festival in ancient Rome and the Festive Festival in India. From the choice of time, it is related to the solar term "spring equinox", because the weather often changes suddenly during this period, as if nature is fooling human beings. On this day, people joke about the people around them in many ways, but only until 12 o'clock at noon, which is the customary rule.

Zhan Zhizhan suddenly remembered the scene when Xiao Zhao went to see him off before he died. That day was also April 1, at the sentencing meeting of 200,000 people in the square of the eighth district of Butou City. After the verdict was announced, Xiao Zhao and some other condemned prisoners and other convicts who accompanied them were escorted to 12 "Jiefang" trucks and paraded through the streets with big signs. Two prisoners were held in each truck, and the prisoners stood in the back, facing the back of the car, and drove to the "Barren Mountain Mouth" execution site. The "Jiefang" trucks marched all the way, with one machine gun on each side in front of each truck, and one or two dozen heavily armed armed police soldiers behind them. In advance, the government had tightly organized the street committees along the route, and divided the areas where they organized the masses to watch the criminals parade through the streets. Those who were told to watch the parade were required to attend, bring their own benches, sit on both sides of the street, and wait for the procession, to receive a living education in the class struggle. When the convoy came to the vicinity of Xiao Zhao's house on Jingyu Street in Daowai District, it was already crowded and bustling, crowded with onlookers, men, women and children. Zhan Zhizhan locked the bicycle to the frame of the fifteenth street, squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, and waited for the convoy to arrive, while listening to the discussion of the surrounding people with his ears pricked up.

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