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"Boss, is this all right?"

The old man sat behind, and some tremblingly pointed at the old man lying on his lap.

The old man was still in a semi-comatose state, but he was able to open his eyes, but it only closed for a while, and his speech was intermittent.

He woke up,

Really woke up,

But this awakening,

In fact, in a strict sense, it should be regarded as a reflection.

He woke up,

It's almost gone.

He has been alive and holding a breath. Before that, Zhou Ze thought that it might be his tenacious vitality or better medical conditions, plus some heavenly favors, but now that he wants to come, maybe he does have a thing to be worried about. This thing makes He closed his eyes unwillingly.

Xu Qinglang was driving the car. He drove quickly, and at the same time he was very stable. He had to be stable, because maybe a sudden brake or a big turn, the old man in the back passed by without a breath.

It was a crazy thing to abduct a patient from the nursing home and be a dying coma for a long time, but Zhou Ze did not regret it, nor did he have the slightest psychological burden.

Although the old man didn't make it clear, his attitude has already been expressed,

Three villages,

Has been in his heart, never been erased.

In fact, people are forgetful animals. Everyone subconsciously blurs out what they don’t want to see, and erases the memories that make them suffer.

Many people leave the old women who had been comfort women one by one without being surprised and indifferent. As everyone knows, they leave one by one, which is equivalent to slowly covering up that period of history to us.

Some things, in fact, cannot be forgotten.

On the street of Xingren Town, Xu Qinglang got out of the car and then lifted the old man out with the old road.

"Older brother, if you hold your breath again, you're almost there, you're almost there."

The old man encouraged the 99-year-old brother.

Xu Qinglang felt the old man press his hand on his shoulder, exerting a little force.

The old man's half-open eyes also looked at Zhou Ze. His eyes were very muddy, as if covered with a layer of gauze. His body was already exhausted. He was going to rest and he You also need to go to rest.

"The villagers are here." Zhou Ze said very seriously, "I don't know what they are waiting for, but since you woke up because I heard the words "three villages", it means I didn't find The wrong person, you are also concerned about them."

Speaking,

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and treated the old man's hair that was not much, and then helped the old man to tie the buttons on the patient's clothes.

The old man is already shining back,

Merits and demerits, future generations say,

It was difficult for the modern people to substitute in and evaluate because of the turbulence.

At least, one thing can prove that when the old man was a soldier in the Tongcheng Security Corps, he did not go as a deserter or traitor. When a Japanese regiment landed in the harbor near Tongcheng, Tongcheng did not have a regular Chinese army. .

But only relying on the spontaneous resistance of the local local armed security groups and residents has also caused the Japanese army to pay a lot of losses. Even the local local armed forces have planned more than once to counterattack the city gate. And when the center of gravity shifts to the southwest,

In this lonely Japanese occupation area, there are still some people resisting, and there are still gunshots ringing.

The old man was still looking at Zhou Ze, watching, he started to cough, his teeth were almost gone, and he seemed very weak when he coughed, but he was laughing.

then,

He stretched out his hand hard, as if trying to reach Zhou Ze.

Lao Dao watched a few worries next to him. I thought my brother would be safe. Don't toss yourself out before you enter.

Zhou Ze stood still there,

Let the old man's skinny hands gently grab the clothes on his chest,

The old man caught it reluctantly,

Then, Zhou Ze felt his chest was lightly pressed twice,

There,

It is the position of the heart.

After the old man finished this movement, the whole person hung down, as if he had adjusted all his strength, and his breathing began to become disordered.

"Go in, hurry up."

After finishing talking, Zhou Ze started to circle around this position, then rushed towards the road, and then the whole person disappeared directly.

Xu Qinglang took out a piece of rune paper and stuck it on his forehead. For a time, he began to blacken his Yintang, and then moved a few circles at that position and rushed over.

Lao Tao also followed a few laps at the end and then rushed forward,

Hey,

Did not go in,

Hey hey.

The old man laughed so much that his entire face was folded into a chrysanthemum, which was really full of joy.

The little monkey looked at the old folly, and turned sideways, indicating that he didn't know the old pickled goods.

Entering the three villages again, Zhou Ze raised his head and found that the moon in the sky was almost blood-colored, and he was not like this when he advanced for a long time.

From this point of view, it may be that his own big kill in the ancestral hall has intensified something, and invisibly made the situation here more urgent.

Therefore, once the old man carrying Xu Qinglang could not resolve the situation and break the situation, then Zhou Ze, as a ghost, probably had to call Xiaoluoli to stay at the exit position.

Will it be possible for the gang of ghosts to stay in the world if they can successfully pass the gate?

Hard to say.

Xu Qinglang also came in with the old man on his back. As soon as he came in, Xu Qinglang felt that the person he was carrying was sinking. Xu Qinglang immediately widened his eyes and was a little unbelievable:

Is not it,

died?

Grandpa, don’t be scary, you haven’t lived a hundred yet?

Xu Qinglang anxiously wanted to look over the situation of the old man on his back, but he suddenly saw Zhou Zezheng calmly looking behind him.

"Leave it on," Zhou Ze said.

Xu Qinglang slowly put the old man’s body on his back and turned around. He saw a young man standing behind him.

The young man was wearing a black military uniform, carrying a rifle on his back and wearing a hat.

It is a typical military uniform of the security corps, and it is even patched in some places, and it looks a bit worn. This costume is very common in the popular anti-war movies.

he died,

Is this his soul?

Old man,

Oh no,

The young man looked at Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang, nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. It seemed to be missing, but it seemed to be remembering.

In the corner of his eyes, two lines of tears dripped down.

he died,

But tears did not flow because he died,

In fact, death is a relief for him. He has been lying in bed for too long. Before he lost consciousness in a coma, he actually stayed for too long.

He didn't know what he was supporting. At that time, the comrades who had come out from the flames and the days together had left one by one, and in the end, he was alone.

He's almost a hundred years old, but he doesn't live to live to a hundred years old, he still has people who remember, and promises to miss, and

The owed relationship.

What the old man did not know was that 9 years ago, when he was not in a coma, there was a man named Li Shi who had planned to drive to a nursing home to find him. He could have been here 9 years earlier.

But the landlord who posted the message was no match for his own destiny. He could enter the three villages. In fact, it means that he was dead soon.

Li Shi, after all, failed to survive his own life.

Perhaps, nine years ago, the villagers in this village were not mad enough to have such a degree, and there were people who could talk and communicate.

They told Li Shi something, and Li Shi also planned to go out and help them find people who have been waiting.

At this time, Zhou Ze saw the old grandpa and the little girl who came by the village entrance again.

This old and young walking stiffness was a bit stiff. The little girl pinched her candy man and kept pulling. The grandfather carried a **** and turned blue.

At the corners of their eyes, there was a faint red light, and the corners of their mouths, and harrassings kept flowing out.

Getting more and more serious,

Here.

The young man stepped forward, followed the bund and walked on the road.

He was not afraid at all, because he was not necessary.

Nearly eighty years of deficiencies left in my heart,

today,

It is liberation.

The young man is almost a hundred years old, but at this time, he still took off his hat and waved vigorously, shouting:

"Uncle Xu, Ahua!"

Like, eighty years ago!

Grandpa heard the voice and froze for a moment,

The little girl also stopped suddenly,

One old and one young,

Directly fell into stillness.

Xu Qinglang stood on his hips and stood next to Zhou Ze, a little worried: "Is there anything wrong?"

"You can only try it." Zhou Ze said.

Few

The crimson red in the old man's eyes began to fade, shouting: "Xin Na Kangzi (lady), Xiao Chenzi hey, you're here!"

The expression on the little girl's face also changed from vulgar to innocent, and happily ran towards the young man: "Uncle Chen, here you come!"

One old and one young, they all ran to the young people and couldn't help themselves.

The young man took a look at Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang who were standing in the distance, then nodded heavily, facing the old and young, and said:

"Well, here I come, come!"

"What about the troops? Did the troops come? I heard yesterday that the Touyang devil is still killing people in the city, and the bodies are hanging on the city walls."

"The troops, the troops are here." The young man shouted hard, "We are ready to fight the devil!"

"Okay!" Grandpa waved his fist, and then said: "Come, before you go, tell us to help collect food, and wait for the big troops to call the troops to eat. The food in our village is collected and hidden under the shrine. , The devil had been there a while ago, but none were found."

"Does that big guy have anything to eat at home?" the young man asked worriedly.

"Hey, all the big guys are willing. Everyone gets some wild vegetables to make them hungry. They won't die for a while. Of course, hungry is hungry, but it's nothing."

The grandfather took the young man's hand and walked to the village, while the little girl was hugged by the young man and was very happy.

In the distance, Zhou Ze heard this conversation,

Touched,

The old man said it’s okay to be hungry for a few days,

But they have been hungry for 80 years.

Hungry for a while, it is really fine for people;

But the hunger that lasted for eighty years was enough to make ghosts unbearable. This is an unimaginable torture!

"Little Chenzi is here, the big troops are coming!"

The old man shouted as soon as he entered the village.

The whole three villages boiled instantly.

The old lady who was sitting at the door of the house and was holding a sole while flowing a hare hit a spirit, stood up, and shouted:

"Little Chenzi is coming!"

The widow who was drinking water by the well and chewing her hair immediately spit out the hair in her mouth,

Noodles with spring,

Showing a touch of her style, she twisted her waist and shouted:

"Little Chenzi, if you don't come again, the old lady's chest will be hungry and small. When the auntie grandma I can't find a man, you have to take my aunt grandma!"

In the tile house, the man boiling the water immediately lost the firewood in his hand and took his wife's hand to rush out of the house together.

The villagers gathered,

Together, the young people walked towards the ancestral hall.

The blind old man sitting at the gate of the ancestral temple stood up tremblingly. He heard the sound and heard the movement. The little Chenzi, who had been injured in the village before, came.

He said that the big troops will be called soon,

He said that the little devil can't beat for a few days,

He asked everyone to help prepare food and use it when the big troops arrived.

The blind old man dropped his cane and knelt down on the ground of the ancestral hall. His hands were groping around the floor tiles, and then he opened some bricks.

Reaching under the tiles, when the crowd rushed to the entrance of the ancestral hall,

The blind old man took up the white rice in his hand,

Shouted:

"Little Chenzi, food!

The villagers prepared food for the big army,

We have been hiding,

The devil did not find it,

Just keep it for the big army!

You are full, so you can beat devils! "

The young man stood at the door of the ancestral hall, watching the blind old man slipping the grain of rice between his fingers.

Slowly raised his head,

He cried,

At the beginning, he was full of confidence and said to the villagers when he was wounded in the village that a large army would soon be called.

The folks believed it,

But in fact,

The big army was called almost seven years later. The villagers did not wait until seven years. In fact, when they went out to find the big army less than a week after they had raised their wounds, the village had leaked news of the injury. Go out.

The Japanese and puppet troops arrived here and slaughtered the entire village, young and old, cleanly, especially for the sake of shouting.

This is why he didn’t want to fight the last uprising of the civil war,

some people,

Still waiting for him,

Wait for him to go.

The Japanese have been run away~www.wuxiaspot.com~He should go too.

"Is there really such a deep obsession?" Xu Qinglang was shocked.

"It must have been influenced by external factors."

Zhou Ze raised his head and saw that the blood moon in the sky was slowly becoming clear, and the evil spirit in the village was slowly dissipating;

At the same time, a crystal-clear thing fell from the sky and fell into the thatch pile in front.

Zhou Ze walked over, looked for it, and found a bronze ring in the thatched pile, with a weird pattern on it, and when he held it in his hand, he felt heavy.

What I said just now is not finished,

Zhou Ze, who picked up the ring, continued:

"But after all, foreign objects are foreign objects, and some obsessions are deep into the bone marrow. Foreign objects can't be stopped.

otherwise,

Eighty years ago, we had already died. "