Late at night the next day, Guan Weimin once again came to the gate of Li Banzhu's compound.

This time, instead of going through the gate, he made sure there were no suspicious people around, and then made a dash and then climbed over the wall.

As a battle-hardened scout, the sound of this landing is not loud.

But the head of the Li class, who had been waiting, heard the movement, and he immediately walked out of the room. In order not to miss the last chance to take revenge, Class Master Li has not rested for a whole day.

After going out, the old man found that it was the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who he had met yesterday. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and led the other party back to the room.

"This comrade, you are finally here! I haven't slept all day because I'm afraid of missing you! Rest assured, no one has come to me during this time, and I haven't been out of the house. ”

"I didn't drink alcohol today, my mind is very clear, what we discussed last time counts, right?"

Seeing that the other party was straight to the point, Guan Weimin nodded, and then said his suggestion. In his opinion, war is not something that ordinary people should directly participate in, otherwise it would be upside down from what he thought when he joined the army.

Although it is dangerous to ask the other party to sing, he is sure that he can ensure the safety of the old man's life.

"Master Li, we have already arranged this operation, and we don't need you to take such a big risk. According to the plan of our group, it is enough for you to sing only one play, and the group will give you a map before going to Wangcun. ”

"When the time comes, you can perform according to your usual rehearsal, and when you change your costume in the middle of the field, our fighters will suddenly attack and attract the attention of the enemy."

"Take advantage of this time to evacuate the village according to the route marked on the map and someone will answer you. As long as you act strictly according to the planned time and route, your life safety can be guaranteed. ”

Even if Guan Weimin said it earnestly, the old man in front of him was still not interested in this plan. He shook his head very stubbornly, staring into Guan Weimin's eyes and emphasizing his request again.

"Let's give me a few bombs, the old man has been dreaming of my relatives these days, and I must personally avenge this revenge."

"And your Eighth Route Army, it's not worth it to make any plans for an old man who is half buried in the ground."

"I can change a few devils before I die, it's worth it."

After persuading for a long time, Guan Weimin still did not change Li Banzhu's mind. In desperation, he was ready to abandon this plan, he really couldn't accept civilians giving their lives to cover for those who needed to protect them.

Before leaving, the old man opposite grabbed him and didn't let go, and said in a pleading tone:

"Please, comrade! These days are too torturous for me! I don't have anything left now, and I can't wait to be with my family right away! ”

"After you came to me, I knew there was such a chance for revenge. If I can go with a few devils, I will have the face to see my children when I go to the bottom! ”

When he heard the words of the tearful Li Banzhu in front of him, Guan Weimin's heart was deeply shocked. From the old man's eyes, he saw the resoluteness and knew that the other party would definitely go to Wang Village to sing the last play in his life.

The commander of the reconnaissance company slapped himself in the mouth, and at this time he already regretted coming to the other party, but the matter had come to this point, so he could only analyze it seriously:

"I suggest you don't go directly to that old devil Katsuhisa Muramoto."

"According to my investigation, he is suspicious by nature, and in his heart on this small day, he must have felt that you couldn't avoid it before, but now he suddenly took the initiative to send it to the door, and he will definitely think that there must be a demon in the abnormal."

"But if you pretend to pass by Wangcun and then get caught by the traitors without noticing, then everything makes sense."

Seeing that Guan Weimin did not refute what he said, he offered advice. Class Master Li understood that the other party had no objection to his participation in the action.

As a folk artist who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, this kind of thing is still clear to the head of the class, he wiped his face, nodded after recovering his mood and said:

"Don't worry, I'll arrange this matter, and it won't be bad. I'm going to leave as soon as it's dawn, and I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on it. ”

"If something goes wrong on my side, you might as well arrange other plans in time at that time."

After the two continued to discuss some details, Guan Weimin left here and returned to the headquarters of the 772nd Regiment.

At the same time, Class Master Li went out to find his closed disciple, because he was not worried about his master, this young man had been living nearby.

On the day he offended Muramoto Kejiu, in order to prevent Xiao Ri from taking revenge on the entire troupe, Class Master Li called everyone in front of him.

The old man gave the savings he had saved over the years to everyone as a settling-in fee.

Even though the youngest apprentice cried and shouted that he didn't want to leave, he drove the young man out of the door. The reason why he called the other party back today was because the old man didn't want to break the inheritance of this lineage.

Jin Province is a relatively closed inland area with a long history and profound cultural heritage. Coupled with the long-term operation of egg dancers, the folk artists here have gradually developed their own unique arts.

Li Banzhu originally wanted to pass on the craft to his son, but now the devil made him lose everything, and before leaving, he decided to hand over his entire net worth to the last little apprentice.

Seeing the familiar face coming to his side, a bright smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face. He took out a package from a drawer in the room, and then handed it to the young man in front of him.

"Pony, here is the master's last remaining money, as well as the deed to this compound. I have important things to do, and I guess I won't be able to come back. ”

"As soon as the morning dawns, you quickly dispose of the compound, sell as much as you can, and when you are done, you will go out of the city and run to the territory of the Eighth Route Army. Master hasn't been over there, you can help me see if the base is really as good as everyone said. ”

Faced with the last word, the young man immediately understood what the old man was going to do. Thinking of the bits and pieces from being taken in as a child to the present with his master, his tears suddenly welled up.

"Master, can you not go! If you really want to go, take me with you. I have been taken care of by you all these years, and now it is time for me to repay the favor. ”

Although his apprentice is very filial, Class Master Li still hopes that he can live. Unlike himself, who is already in his last years, the other party's youth has just begun.

"Silly boy, you have to live well. You have to go for the master to see what the day the devils were driven away. ”

"You must remember that you must learn art before learning morality, and you must be a person before acting! The master's biggest regret in his life is that he sang for the little devil, and I hope you can be an upright Chinese in the future. ”

After saying these words, the master and apprentice hugged each other.

That night, the sound of drama that had not sounded for a long time reverberated throughout the compound. Class Master Li corrected his little apprentice over and over again, and time seemed to return to the peaceful years of nine years ago.

The next morning, the sun rises high.

Li Banzhu put away his bags, there was his favorite set of costumes, which his dead wife had made for him before her death.

The old man looked back at the little apprentice who was still asleep, left a suicide note that had been prepared a long time ago, and left.

Because of his illiteracy, he specially asked Guan Weimin to write it for him. In order to prevent the little apprentice from secretly going to Wang Village with him, he prepared a small dose of sweat medicine in advance.

One last glance at the compound where people used to come and go, he headed towards the place he had agreed with Guan Weimin.

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After returning to the regiment headquarters, Guan Weimin told his battalion commander everything.

After learning these news, Huang Yourong was silent for half a minute, and his clenched fists showed that his heart was not very calm.

Although it was just dawn, Cheng Blind had already gotten up and was ready to start dealing with today's official business. The second battalion commander knocked on the door and walked into the room with the permission of the other party.

"Regiment commander, you said that those of us who are soldiers can't protect the people, isn't it a failure?"

This topic is very heavy, although I don't know what happened to my own battalion commander, but Cheng Blind still said a sentence he heard from the brigade commander before.

"War is a test of a nation's endurance, and we and the devils are both enduring in attrition, and now we are competing with who has more endurance."

"But one day, we will make the little day pay for the bloody debt! Salute the departed and fight for the living! ”

After listening to Cheng Blind's comfort, Huang Yourong felt much better. He recounted the current battle plan and left.

It's coming, it's coming

(End of chapter)