Under the big willow tree at the entrance of Guankou Village, there are always many idle people who can never stop them. They chat in the shade in summer and bask in the sun in winter.

Lian Cang carried a small hair basket in his hand and entered the village. He walked to the willow tree and said to Ken Baoniang: "Aunt, the old master temple in Qianshan is so big, and there are so many people asking for a visa. I told me that I would burn a handful of paper in front of the gods, but I still have to be fat."

Gen Baoniang said sincerely: "I dare not talk nonsense, it's a sin. The world is so unstable. He is in a clear place, so he has to rely on him to bless him. Tell me quickly, what kind of sign is he asking for?"

Lian Cang shook his head and comforted him: "I'm asking for a signature today. I should be relieved now, right?"

The old man Guanghe has the highest seniority and has the most sutras. After hearing Lian Cang's words, he kowtowed the cigarette pot and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Please pray to God and Buddha, all are external methods. If the gun is blind, whoever touches the head, he will finish it. It will not care how much incense you burn or how many heads you kowtow."

Gen Baoniang did not dare to be angry with Guanghe, so she had to whisper: "If you have a sincere heart, you will be virtuous. Gods and Buddhas will bless my family Gen Bao."

"I want me to tell you, Genbao and others are a way out." Villager Zhao Qingyu stood up and patted the dust on his butt, and then said: "In this world, you can be hard with a gun. If Genbao is well done, maybe we will be backing!"

"One line to capture one line, the evil people will have to be beaten by the evil people." Guang and the old man filled a pot of cigarettes again, and bar daba da smoked, "I have lived so old that I have never seen a god bless the poor and bring disaster to the rich. The Wu family did bad things, and have retribution when they see retribution? Genbao's grandfather and his father have been honest all their lives, but they are not... Oh, I won't talk about sad things anymore. If Genbao can talk to the third master, the Wu family will have to think twice. Lian Ying is such a good girl, so she won't have to jump into the fire pit."

"I heard that San Biaozi, no, San Ye is also from a wealthy family?" Villager Zhao Hongquan asked tentatively.

"I dare not talk nonsense." Guang and the old man glared at Zhao Hongquan, and said with some show-off: "The Third Master is a young master who has a mountain of gold and silver, and has never been poor for eight lifetimes. But he likes to play with guns and sticks, and his family can't control it. Besides, Du Da is his master. The Third Master is a good kung fu and does not bully the poor. He is the first hero in a radius of hundreds of miles."

"Oh, people will die, and goods will be thrown away!" Zhao Hongquan sighed: "If I were to be born into a rich family, I would not do this job of rolling in the swords and guns."

"You, let's talk about it when you see the green smoke coming from your ancestral grave!" Lian Cang laughed and said, "It's a pity that our village is at the foot of the mountain. I heard that the people in Qilipu on the mountain eat rice and white flour, and people who follow the northwest wind will enjoy their happiness."

"Didn't you tell you that the third master's family has money?" Old man Guanghe felt very unhappy that he was stolen by someone. "It's not like other snails, and he has to steal food from the mouths of the common people. They are good men who rob the rich and help the poor and eliminate the good and good. They are not like black whirlwinds that blacken their hearts and hearts, and fight for houses and houses, and they should be struck by lightning. If the people from the northwest wind had not fought with the Japanese devils for a fight, how could they dare to die?"

"So amazing." The villagers all opened their mouths wide. Although the Japanese devils had never seen them, everyone saw the scene of thousands of national troops retreating. When they heard that the people in the northwest wind dared to challenge the little Japanese, they were surprised and admired them.

"Hehe, you don't know this!" The old man Guanghe felt very proud and squinted his eyes while muttering his cigarette puddle.

"Good guys, just dare to fight the Japanese, so we have to accept it." Lian Cang gave a thumbs up and praised.

"Genbao's mother, don't worry." Seeing that it was getting dark, Guanghe picked up a crutch from the ground, stood up and said, "Genbao's northwest wind is much better than sticking his butt to the Wu family. Maybe you have to enjoy the happiness with your son."

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Yu Biao and his master Du Laowan talked about his experience of going home and handed him Yu Zhimian's letter. After reading the letter, Du Laowan realized that he was invited to go to the south together and could spend time with his biological daughter day and night, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

"Advisor, don't be so arrogant, go to the south as soon as possible!" Du Laowan put down his letter and said earnestly: "A million national troops have been defeated. Can we fight this Japanese?"

"Master, you underestimate your apprentice too much." Yu Biao laughed and said, "I can't run away from the Japanese in China, but it's a delusion to want to eat me. You are old, just leave with peace of mind. Looking at Yinghua, the little girl is wild now, and my father can't control her."

When Yu Biao mentioned his daughter, a kind father's gratitude smile appeared on Du Laowan's face, "That's because your father is reluctant to beat her. If it were me, haha."

"I have a chance this time, don't be polite." Yu Biao joked: "As for my disciple, if I really can't do it, then I'll go to the south to find you and take it on. I won't do such a stupid thing."

Du Laowan stared at Yu Biao for a moment and sighed, "Forget it, I don't know your child's temper yet. Even if you have an idea, you can't pull back the eight horses. Let's wait until you hit the wall before you change your mind!"

"Master, don't worry, my apprentice was a little stupid before, but now he is much smarter." Yu Biao said with a smile.

"Okay, just be smart." Du Laowan gently touched Yu Biao's head and said meaningfully: "Where does this boy have to practice? I and your father are watching over Yinghua, don't worry!"

After seeing Du Laowan off, Yu Biao spat at his back. Old hooligan, old liar, bullshit boy skills are no different from castration. Wait, I have to find a good girl and ruin her. No, let her destroy mine. I'll go, why does this sound so awkward!

Yu Biao walked to Liu Zhen and others' residence angrily. Seeing that the lights were not extinguished, he knocked on the door and entered.

"Brother Biao." The three college students saw Yu Biao and hurriedly greeted him.

"Haha, when you saw that you were not sleeping, you remembered something and disturbed you. I wonder if you are used to living here, are you?" Yu Biao said with a smile.
Chapter completed!