The War of Resistance

On the mountain, in a dilapidated Taoist temple, a man was lying on his side on a pile of hay.

His clothes had been taken off and there were dried blood stains on his body.

But his chest and back were wrapped in rags, and where the rags touched his skin, dark ointment was exposed.

And his sleeping posture was a bit weird, but he was tied to the fallen log next to him by khaki "cloth" strips, and he was still fixed!

His eyes were closed tightly, and if that vague aura was his only hope for life at the moment, it would feel like a kerosene lamp when the oil was exhausted, a kind of flirting that could be blown by the wind at any time. The feeling of being blown out.

That person is Shang Zhen.

There was a small fire set up at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and a broken ceramic basin was being roasted by the fire. There was a dark, sticky paste in the ceramic basin, which was emitting a strong herbal scent. smell.

"Boy, you're not dead yet, you're so lucky!" There was a man lying there with his legs crossed on the pile of firewood in the corner of the room.

However, the tone of his words seemed to be that he hated Shang Zhen for his immortality, or that Shang Zhen, who was covered in scars, made him dislike him very much.

Because he was lying on the pile of firewood, which was very soft, the fluffy grass covered his face, but revealed the bun on top of his head, with a wooden hairpin stuck in the middle.

The era when Chinese people wore long braids has become a thing of the past. Although they are still backward, the only man who can grow long hair and tie it into a bun with a hairpin is a Taoist priest.

But with the fluffy hay blocking it, who knows what the face behind the licorice looks like?

Maybe it's an immortal face, or maybe it's just an ordinary Chinese face with a relatively flat nose.

Perhaps the Taoist Master was a little upset as he lay there. After a while, he suddenly shouted: "That boy in the courtyard is lazy again! Hurry and chop firewood for the Taoist Master!"

And just after he shouted, someone in the woods outside the Taoist temple responded, and that person was Da Quanzi who disappeared with Shang Zhen.

At this time, Da Quanzi was putting the 20-shot box cannon that belonged to Shang Zhen on his shoulder and aiming in the distance.

The Taoist temple is not large and is hidden in the shade of trees, but the location where Daquanzi is located is an open space among the trees.

This Taoist temple was originally built on a hillside, so Daquanzi can now see the foot of the mountain.

Three o'clock formed a line. At this time, Daquanzi was looking at a few black spots at the foot of the mountain. Those were people. If those people kept walking up the mountain, they would end up in the Taoist temple.

Da Quanzi didn't know how to shoot, and his current posture was just the same as when he watched Shang Zhen shoot at the Japanese.

It was impossible for Shang Zhen to teach him how to shoot, because since he rescued Shang Zhen here, Shang Zhen's personnel had been unknown.

During this period, Shang Zhen also woke up several times, but that was definitely not the time to ask Shang Zhen how to shoot.

"That boy, don't deal with your Taoist master! If you don't move, the Taoist priest will burn this Taoist temple on fire!" The dissatisfied shout of the Taoist priest came again from the dilapidated Taoist temple.

"I'm listening!" Daquanzi responded helplessly, and finally put the box cannon with the belt on the ground, and then picked up the rusty one at his feet. He walked towards the Taoist temple wall with his axe, where there was a wooden pole that he had chopped.

Daquanzi took aim with his gun and pointed it at the figures at the foot of the mountain. Of course he didn't know how to shoot. He hasn't fired a single shot yet!

He aimed at the people down the mountain, just like he talked about the vegetation in the mountains and forests, it was just a target.

But how could those people he had just targeted know that someone had aimed a gun at them? At this time, the person leading the team sighed and turned around and walked back. She was Leng Xiaozhi!

Today is the last day Leng Xiaozhi searches for Shang Zhen, and it is also the farthest place she has reached.

She took her group of people to a small village at the foot of the mountain.

There are even fewer households in the small village, only 13 households in total. In that small village, they still haven't received any news about Shang Zhen.

However, one family said that there was a broken Taoist temple on this mountain. Sometimes the Taoist temple was empty, and sometimes they would see fireworks coming out of the Taoist temple. That was because an old Taoist would occasionally live in the temple.

So Leng Xiaozhi and the others who planned to go up the mountain came to look for this Taoist temple.

But when she reached the foot of the mountain, Leng Xiaozhi changed her mind again. Her consciousness told her that she could no longer take these people up the mountain.

He had not forgotten that the Japanese army did not come to collect the corpses during the Battle of Wujiapo!

As far as Leng Xiaozhi knew, it was impossible for the Japanese to let their people die in the wilderness. You must know that up to now, the Japanese invaders are still the strongest party in the war.

The reason why they didn't come over to take care of them was simply because Wujiapo was far enough away from the Japanese stronghold.

But once the Japanese army really comes to collect the corpses, let alone how many troops come, then the people in the nearby villages will definitely suffer!

He must not just organize a team and "hide" out in search of his lover when the village needs them.

In fact, Leng Xiaozhi has been struggling with this issue for the past two days. Should she go to find Shang Zhen or take care of the people first? Now that she has reached the foot of the mountain and stopped moving forward but turned back, it just happened to be the point of her inner struggle.

"Sister, let's go up and take a look. What if we can find him?" Sun Baoer came up from behind and persuaded.

"Let's not go to find him. We have been out for too long! Besides, it's not completely hopeless. After all, we haven't seen that thing now, right?" Leng Xiaozhi could only say this.

When he said this, he suddenly remembered that Shang Zhen had said something similar to him when he was alone with him.

Shang Zhen's words were roughly that there were hundreds of people under his command. I had to take care of this and that, and I had to take care of the people. How could it be as worry-free as when we were together? So it's better not to grow up!

Leng Xiaozhi knew that Shang Zhen was complaining, so she didn't use big principles to persuade Shang Zhen. She knew that if she just talked about big principles, Shang Zhen could also say it.

So her reply to Shang Zhen at that time was, who wants to be with you every day, if I am with you every day, I can't stand up, and now my thighs are still sore!

This is something that people like them know, and Shang Zhen's answer at that time was, you won't feel sore if you move around!

So next, Leng Xiaozhi suddenly thought of a very classic sentence to complain about men in her intoxication, or it can be said that the sentence only has a few words, that sentence is: "Huh! Men!"

It's just that the sweetness of the past seems so far away now, "I don't know where the face of the person has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." When Leng Xiaozhi recalled the sweetness of the past, I don't know why, at this time, there was a bit of bitterness in my heart.