Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve The Story of Motianzhai Thirty
"Qililing!" The man looked at Peng Dezhu in surprise, which made Peng Dezhu very puzzled. Did he go in the wrong direction?
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"Brother, why did you get here when you go to Qililing? This direction is not to go to Qililing." The male owner said to Peng Dezhu.
Peng Dezhu felt very surprised when he heard his words. He clearly followed the path explained by Xu Hu, Xiao Houhai and others to the direction of Qililing. Why did he go the wrong way?
"Brother, what place do we do here? If I go to Qililing, how should I go?"
"This is Fengling Mountain. If you go to Qililing, you have to go back from the direction you came. After crossing the two mountains, you think you will walk south. You probably have to cross about two mountains and reach the foot of Qililing."
"So far!" Peng Dezhu didn't expect that the journey of Qililing was so far. He remembered that Xu Hu and Ge Dahai didn't take long, just one round trip, and it felt that it was not so far.
The male owner looked at Peng Dezhu's surprised expression and said, "I'm following you, you should have come from another place. Have you taken the wrong path and walked by?"
Peng Dezhu thought carefully that what the male owner said was indeed possible. Isn’t the route he just mentioned the same way he has taken? After learning that Peng Dezhu came from Motianzhai, the male owner of this family looked a little scared, but then Peng Dezhu explained to him that Motianzhai is now a team of the national army, so he calmed down.
While Peng Dezhu was chatting with the male host, the sky gradually showed milky white color, and the wind blew all night, and now it had completely stopped. Manzi and his mother had burned Peng Dezhu. Peng Dezhu looked at the dilapidated house and did not think there was a place to rest for him.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Peng Dezhu thought of setting off early and turning back to Qililing. However, the family was very enthusiastic and must let Peng Dezhu rest here for a while and set off after breakfast. Peng Dezhu could not resist the owner's enthusiasm and agreed to go on the road separately after breakfast.
The owner of this house worked all morning and finally made a seemingly decent breakfast for Peng Dezhu. Although it was a decent breakfast, Peng Dezhu looked a little unaware of how to swallow it. A pot of black and thin soup and two dish dumplings were also added.
The two dish dumplings were also specially prepared for Peng Dezhu by the owner of this family. Peng Dezhu couldn't help feeling a little sad when he saw this food. He was not unhappy, but because of his family situation, he had no special hardship.
After seeing the situation of the mountaineering family at Fengling Mountain, Peng Dezhu thought to himself that maybe there are still many places in the country, and this is the case, but he can't see much.
Just as Peng Dezhu just picked up the owner's house and brought a bowl of porridge, a messy and noisy sound came from the village. It seemed that someone had entered the village and kicked the door from door to door, forcibly smashing things.
After hearing this voice, the owner of the house immediately became frightened. Peng Dezhu put down the bowl in his hand and asked in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with this outside? Is it the Japanese or the bandits entering the village?"
"Brother, stop talking about anything, please leave quickly! This is the people from Fengling Village who have come down!"
The master said, standing up and trying to take risks, sending Peng Dezhu out.
Peng Dezhu suddenly remembered that when he was in the Motianzhai, he heard Xiao Houhai and others say that in this place with hundreds of miles of radius, outside of the Motianzhai power, he would be considered the Huo Fenghuang from Qililing and the Lu brothers from Fengling Mountain. In this way, the people entering now should be bandits from Fengling Village.
Peng Dezhu was not aware of the situation in Fengling Village, which was different from Motianzhai and Qililing. The Lu brothers in Fengling Village were real bandits and did everything they could do in Fengling Mountain. In the past, they colluded with officials and passed merchants, as well as gentry of all sizes in Fengling Mountain.
For example, this small mountain village is a place where bandits from Fengling Village often loot. However, how could the villagers who were originally struggling to live in poverty have something to be looted? The bandits who cannot get the benefits have many times vented their anger against the mountain people. Therefore, when they heard that the bandits from Fengling Village might have entered the village, the owner of the family immediately wanted to send Peng Dezhu out.
When Peng Dezhu thought of this, he couldn't help but smile. He actually met bandits here again. Qililing and Fengling Village were all within the scope of their inclusion. Now that he actually met them, Peng Dezhu thought that it would be better to contact the Lu brothers in Fengling Village first and explore their words.
Peng Dezhu stood up and said to the male owner: "Brother, don't worry. Don't forget that I also came from Motianzhai. I didn't care about these guys from Fenglingzhai."
After hearing this, the male owner's expression on his face was a little dull and he was a little stunned. Before he could react, Peng Dezhu inserted his shell gun into his waist and pushed open the door and walked out.
The bandits who entered the village in Fengling Village were sent out by Lu Da and Lu Er yesterday to fight Qiu Feng. However, after more than a day, the more than 20 bandits had not got any of them. Originally, they wanted to take advantage of the evening to go to Luliu Town, twenty miles away to loot several wealthy families.
However, they hurriedly leaned against the gun and ran to Luliu Town. However, before they entered the town, they were beaten back by a group of Imperial Army troops in the town. They were afraid of it and wanted to sneak in later. However, they did touch it in at night, but after entering, they found that there were Imperial Army troops living in the town, and there were Japanese devils. After seeing the Japanese patrol team, the little leader of Fengling Village was so scared that he immediately fled with his subordinates.
Although the bandits who turned around and escaped were afraid of the Japanese and Imperial Army, they would definitely be scolded by the two camp leaders Lu Da and Lu Er.
The bandits who were unwilling to accept their only hope was placed in these villages at the foot of Fengling Mountain. Although they knew very well that they could not find anything they could get back to the mountain in these villages, in order to return to the counterfeit village to make a deal, they decided to try their luck, and maybe they could meet one or two passers-by merchants.
I don’t know whether the luck of these bandits should be said to be good or bad. There are really people passing by in this village, but they are not merchants, but Peng Dezhu with guns and ammunition in his arms.
After the bandits entered the village, they smashed the doors from house to house. More than a dozen families were furious by these bandits. They came in from the bottom of the village and smashed the three or four families entering the village.
"Uncle! Uncle! Please, you are taken away! This is the only thing left in our house!"
As soon as Peng Dezhu walked out of the far door, he saw a man in his thirties kneeling on the ground, holding a bandit in front of him with his hands. The bandit was holding a worn-out pocket in his hand. However, seeing that there were not many things in the bag, there was only one pocket.
The bandits tried to throw the villagers away, but the villagers seemed to be quite strong, and they just kept holding them tightly. The angry bandits opened their pockets, raised their guns toward the villagers, and shouted evilly: "Damn it! I don't think you want to live anymore! Believe it or not, I'll kill you now!"
As he said that, the bandit pulled it and pushed the bullet onto the bore. Although the bandit's actions scared the villagers, they still held the bag of food he had just taken back tightly in his arms and refused to let go.
"father!"
A crisp girl's voice came from the house in the opposite yard. Then, a girl, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, rushed out of the house and ran towards the villagers who were lying on the ground.
"What are you doing out? Go back!"
Seeing his daughter running out, he seemed very anxious and said to her. At the same time, the villagers got up from the ground and pushed the daughter who was running towards him, wanting to push him into the house.
However, it was too late. After the girl rushed out of the door, she was raising her gun toward the bandits in the village. Her eyes were shining, and she wanted to do it directly with her eyes.
"Stop!" The bandit put away the gun and walked over. His eyes remained unfamiliar to the girl and said to the villagers: "I don't want your food, but this little girl has to accompany me to have fun!"
The villagers continued to push their daughter into the door regardless of the matter. Seeing his actions, the bandit raised the gun again, threatening him and said, "Damn it! Be shameless and get out of here, otherwise I will shoot!"
Although the villagers' eyes were filled with fear, they still used their bodies to protect the door of the house, preventing the bandits from damning it. The bandits raised their rifles and pushed the villagers' heads. "Bang!" The gunshot scared the villagers closed their eyes and thought they had been beaten to death.
After waiting for a long time, he didn't notice any pain on his body. The villagers slowly opened their eyes. The scene that appeared in front of him surprised him even more.
A man walked in from their courtyard gate, holding the mullet gun in his hand, and the bandits were surprised to show their faces, and slowly walked over.
"Put down the gun!"
Peng Dezhu scolded the bandits.
Cheng Yaojin suddenly came out from the middle of the way. When the bandits were first, they were very scared. However, they found that he seemed to be alone. Thinking of the village, there were more than a dozen of his brothers, the bandits couldn't help but become brave.
"Damn it, no one came out! You dare to care about the little things in our Fengling Village!"
As he said that, the bandit raised his rifle and pointed it at Peng Dezhu without any fear.
"What's the matter? Let's go over and take a look!" The voices of other bandits came from other directions.
Chapter completed!