The War of Resistance

"Hey, you guys said, let's shoot here this afternoon. I mean, could the person who shot the little devil be Niubi and Baldou?" Some villagers once again brought up this topic that they had not discussed clearly all afternoon.

At that time, the dozen or so Japanese soldiers were about to rush into the village, but then gunfire rang out from the opposite side.

Although the villagers were timid, they finally had the courage to look back after escaping to their homes, and they saw the Japanese soldier being shot.

As for Wang Xiaodan kicking the Japanese soldier, the villagers didn't see it, just because Wang Xiaodan's kick had already been kicked by him at that time.

Since someone shot at the Japanese soldiers, there is no doubt that the person who shot at the Japanese soldiers became their hero.

But the villagers couldn't agree on who the hero was who fired the gun.

On the opposite mountain lived two pairs of masters and apprentices.

For those who don't believe anything, such as Zhang Laizi, the pig-slaughterer in the village, he said that there lived an old bald ladle with a little bald ladle, and an old cow nose with a calf nose on the mountain opposite.

But there are also people who believe in Buddhism and Taoism in the village. They call the old monk Master, they call the naive little monk Little Master, they call the old Taoist Taoist Master, and they call the little Taoist Priest Qingfeng Xiaodao.

People in the village of Suri naturally interact with monks and Taoist priests.

The villagers gave the monks and Taoists some food, the monks chanted sutras for the dead in the village and opened the longevity locks around the children's necks, and the Taoist priests drew a talisman on the villagers to ward off ghosts and look out for external illnesses.

The monk is responsible for the theoretical level, teaching that "all dharmas are impermanent, all dharmas have no self", and "avoid doing all evil and practicing good deeds"

The Taoist priests are responsible for the technical aspect, telling fortunes and fortunes to the villagers, telling them which days are suitable for weddings and funerals, which days the God of Wealth is in the east, and which days are not suitable for traveling far.

So the relationship between lay people and monks is still good.

Since the bullets were fired from Crouching Tiger Mountain, how could the villagers not think of the monks and Taoist priests?

"I think they should have done this. I don't know if the old monk is powerful or not, but the Taoist priest has a crossbow.

Do you remember, one year we went up the mountain and saw the little Taoist priest shooting rabbits with a crossbow? "At this time, some villagers said.

"Yes, there is such a thing. The little Taoist priest's arrows were so accurate that he shot a rabbit dozens of feet away in the butt with one arrow." Since we are talking about this, someone must know about this. It's okay, some villagers began to agree.

"Hey, when you guys mentioned it, I also remembered it. That time the little Taoist priest shot the rabbit, and the old monk quit, and ended up breaking up with the old Taoist!" This topic aroused the third one. Further memories of the villagers.

Although it is said that monks and Taoists all live on Wohu Mountain, there are still differences between the Buddhist and Taoist families.

At least Buddhism talks about not killing. Although Taoism also talks about being pure and ascetic, they don't say not killing. Besides, Taoist priests who wear horizontal hairpins can still get married, but not monks. If a monk wants to marry a wife, then you can You have to return to secular life.

At this time, the villagers all talked about this, and others who had not experienced it remembered it.

At that time, the debate between monks and Taoist priests was just a battle of words, and naturally there was no winner or loser.

The final outcome was that the old Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest cooked meat in a pot outside their Taoist temple and gave the onlookers a sip of rabbit soup, while the old monk and the young monk smelled the aroma of the broth. He chanted sutras for the poor rabbit to be saved outside his own small temple.

But it is strange to say that the Taoist priest also eats meat. However, although the little Taoist priest Qingfeng is also strong, he is not as strong as the old, stupid and thick little monk who has always been a vegetarian. As for what is For what reason, no one can tell.

"Don't talk too far, that Xiao Qingfeng is good at shooting arrows, but where did they get the gun?" Some villagers finally returned to the topic amidst the discussion, and that person was Zhang Er, the most knowledgeable person in the village. , "Besides, even if they have guns, they have lived in this mountain for more than ten years. When have you seen them shoot guns?"

Although we have never hunted before, we can still understand that a gun fired from the opposite side must be more than 100 feet long. Who can still have that kind of marksmanship without practicing guns? Those ten Japanese soldiers were all beaten by others. dead!

Besides, the monks are unwilling to care about the rights and wrongs of ordinary people, and the Japanese soldiers did not go to Crouching Tiger Mountain, so they dare to fight against us. Anyway, I don’t believe it! "

If Zhang Er is really an understanding person, his analysis directly convinced the villagers, yes, even if the monk and Taoist priest had a gun, it was unlikely that he would stand up for them.

"Then if this is what the second brother said, is there a great hero on the other side?" Some villagers followed Zhang Er's thinking and analyzed it.

"Then who knows, well, who can say clearly?" Zhang Er shook his head.

The villagers continued to discuss, but at this time no one noticed that Wang Xiaodan's eyes lit up as he had been lying on the wall.

Is there a great hero on the opposite side? A villager's unintentional words immediately made Wang Xiaodan's heart surge.

In this world, if a person is already old and knows his destiny, he can only live one day at a time.

But all young people, no matter how badass they are, still have heroic dreams!

Wang Xiaodan is timid, but his timidity does not prevent him from having his own heroic dream.

Dreams, people will have different dreams in different periods.

Take Wang Xiaodan as an example. He has been poor since he was a child. His father died when he was still ignorant, and his mother was also sick. Since he became sensible, his first dream was to have an elephant village. The second girl in the house rattles like that.

Oops, that little toy is so fun. With a flick of the hand, it makes "dong dong dong" and "dong dong dong" sounds non-stop.

And when he got older, his mother's health became worse and worse. At this time, he wanted to become a country doctor who could cure all diseases, be able to bring his mother back to life, or like the legend. Like a character riding a crane to steal Ganoderma lucidum and pull back the mother's foot that has stepped into the gate of hell.

Later, his mother died, and after experiencing something, he had a new dream.

This dream has to start from the incident he experienced. Once, he was beaten up by the three wealthy brothers in the village!

And this time it was particularly exciting for Wang Xiaodian!

In fact, everyone in the village knows that he is timid, and sometimes they just want to scare him, that is, they usually give him a few harsh words and shake their fists at him. In the words of the villagers, Wang Xiaodan might be able to scare him with just this. They were all so frightened that they couldn't sleep most of the night. Who would be as knowledgeable as him?

It’s just that this time it happened for a reason!

Note: The word "bear" in Northeastern dialect can be equated with the word "coward" in Mandarin.