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Chapter Thirteen: Past Events: Rou Yao Yin

"First of all, their bodies have been broken into pieces and cannot be held together." Shan Zhiguo said expressionlessly, "Secondly, you didn't say this. You, a person who values ​​love and justice, didn't even mention it.

, there must be something wrong.”

Bai Xinhou nodded: "Captain who knows me, indeed, as long as we can't find out what happened in the corpse hunter's territory, it's better not to touch it. After all, everyone only has one life." After finishing speaking,

, Bai Xinhou paused and asked, "Captain, if we can leave here safely and head to Myanmar non-stop, do you really have a way for us to gain a foothold?"

"I have my own way, and you will know when the time comes." Shan Zhiguo said with a longing smile, "My wish is to build a country of my own, the country of our beasts!"

"Beast regiment?" Bai Xinhou was surprised. He didn't know that Shan Zhiguo had changed the name of the unit.

"Before the Chief of Staff died, I just changed my name because we are taking in those guys who have given up being human and are willing to become beasts." Shan Zhiguo's face was expressionless and his voice was low, "Five years of suppressing bandits and eight years of resistance.

During the three-year civil war, I joined the army for more than ten years and crossed the line between life and death countless times. My biggest wish is peace."

"Captain, there is something I want to ask you." Bai Xinhou lowered his voice, "Do you have any thoughts about surrendering over there?"

"If someone else asks me this question, I will definitely let his blood splatter on the spot..." Sanji Guoyin smiled, and then said seriously, "I don't hate them, I don't know anything about politics, and I don't want to understand the difference between ideas. It's just because of the original

Before my old commander died, he told me not to surrender to the uprising, it's that simple."

"Is it that simple?" Bai Xinhou unexpectedly asked for the first time.

"My whole family's lives were saved by the old officer, but they didn't live long. After the Japanese came, they all died, and I was the only one left." Shan Zhiguo suddenly laughed, causing the soldiers in front to turn around.

They came to see him, but they all just glanced at him and immediately turned their heads to the front. They were all afraid of this moody leader who would sometimes touch his heart with a knife while smiling.

Finally entering the mountain, the team advanced along the winding road on an unknown mountain. The mountain road here is extremely well built, and a tunnel can be dug out that can accommodate a semi-truck. The tunnel is first paved with cobblestones, and the gaps between the cobblestones are

It was also filled with gravel to prevent the carriages and horses from slipping when it rained. It seems that there must be one or even several rich families in the area.

Shan Zhiguo was walking on this road on horseback, wondering if he could find a few local tycoons and give them a "national salvation fee" as capital to establish a foothold in Myanmar.

The team walked along the wider winding mountain road in two rows. Few people spoke. From time to time, only someone could be heard muttering that they were too tired. The two scribes led the way with the simple map drawn by the merchant, thinking.

Hearing Bai Xinhou's words, although he was still scared of the previous tragedy, he was even more worried about being killed by this group of motley crew and thrown into the wilderness. Maybe he would be ruined by these hundreds of people in turn before he died.

"Captain! Commander!" The team suddenly stopped, and the leading soldiers who were exploring the way ran up to Shan Zhiguo and Bai Xinhou, pointing to the front with both hands, "There is someone!"

"Damn you! What's weird about the common people on the mountain?" Shan Zhiguo cursed.

"Dead people! So many dead people!" The vanguard looked pale.

"Dead person?" Shan Zhiguo was surprised.

"Let's take a look!" Bai Xinhou got off the donkey and called the people in the reconnaissance platoon to rush to the front of the team.

When Shan Zhiguo and Bai Xinhou rushed to the front of the team, the nine soldiers who were the vanguard stood there stupidly, staring at the road ahead. There was a rock rolling down from the mountain next to the road next to the cliff. It looked like a mudslide caused by heavy rain.

The rushing and tumbling rocks cut the road ahead into two sections, forming a deep ditch in the middle, and the body that the sharp soldier mentioned was in that deep ditch. Looking through the bright moonlight, he could roughly count them.

There are at least seven or eight bodies.

"Go over and take a look!" Shan Zhiguo said and led others to step forward, but Bai Xinhou reached out to stop him.

"Captain, please stay still while I go take a look. Where is the American flashlight?" Bai Xinhou asked a guard to take out the American flashlight from his bag. It was a rare thing for this motley team.

Well, I usually don’t use it.

Bai Xinhou approached the deep pit with a flashlight and shined the flashlight on the corpse closest to him. He looked carefully and then at the corpses around him. After walking in a circle and wandering for more than ten minutes, Bai Xinhou sped up.

He walked back quickly, then stamped on the intact road at the feet of Shan Zhiguo and others, pointed at it and said, "Tell people to dig deeper!"

Bai Xinhou's words made Shan Zhiguo very confused, but he immediately waved the soldiers to pick up their tools and start digging the road. During the process, Bai Xinhou stood nearby and stared closely, his eyes never leaving. No matter what Shan Zhiguo asked, he himself

He remained silent and became the mute person he was before.

Soon, a hole nearly one meter deep was dug in the road. One of the soldiers inserted his shovel into it and felt that it was soft underneath. He then pushed up with his foot and pried up, and a round thing flew away.

When Bai Xinhou got up, he reached out and grabbed it. Then the people around him saw through the light of the flashlight in his hand that it was a human head!

"Xinhou!" Shan Zhiguo stared, "This..."

"Sure enough." Bai Xinhou didn't seem to be afraid at all, and gently placed the head on the ground, "I saw corpses in the tunnel made by the rock earlier, and some of the corpses were in the soil, so I suspected

There were corpses lying under this road, so I decided to take a gamble and dig around to see, but I didn’t expect there to be any.”

Who would bury corpses under the road? This is not the Great Wall built by Qin Shihuang! Shan Zhiguo also ignored the light control and asked people to light torches to illuminate the dug pit. When he looked closer, he saw that the road was flat and smooth.

There was a layer of corpses, including men, women, old and young, but they were all naked [***] and covered with a layer of white ash.

San Zhiguo tried to poke it with his bayonet, and found that the body was not stiff, but soft, like a living person, so he dared to touch it with his hands, but Bai Xinhou grabbed his wrist and whispered: "Captain,

Now is not the time for you to die."

San Zhiguo knew that Bai Xinhou was warning him, so he immediately took back his hand and asked, "What should we do now?"

Bai Xinhou thought for a while and said: "We can't control the pavement that was broken by the rocks, but what we dug up must be filled in as it was originally. We can't offend the owner here."

Shan Zhiguo was shocked and immediately understood that this must have really come within Yaojin's sphere of influence. He immediately ordered the soldiers to fill up the dug hole, and at the same time let the remaining people rest against the mountain road, but not

Make a noise, don't light a bonfire, in short just keep quiet and do nothing.

After finishing, Shan Zhiguo immediately asked Bai Xinhou what to do next, but Bai Xinhou shook his head and said that he didn't know. When he looked at the two girls huddled aside, his eyes suddenly widened and he subconsciously drew his gun.

, but then he put his hand down again.

When San Zhiguo saw Bai Xinhou's movement and followed his eyes, he was surprised to find that a black shadow had appeared behind the two girls. When he looked intently, he realized that it was a person.

Wearing black clothes, black trousers, and a black hat wrapped in black cloth.

The two scribes obviously hadn't noticed that there was someone behind them, and they looked at San Zhiguo, Bai Xinhou and others with doubtful eyes. They didn't understand why they were looking at them so nervously. Just when the two scribes looked at each other,

The corner of their eyes glanced at the man behind them at the same time. They screamed in fright and ran away, but the man raised his hands and pushed him back.

Shan Zhiguo drew his gun and faced it. All the surrounding soldiers also raised their guns immediately, but Bai Xinhou immediately raised his hand to signal them to put down their guns. At the same time, he said: "Don't shoot, put down your guns. This is other people's territory."

, we have to abide by other people’s rules when we come in!”

"Huh--" The weird man in black snorted coldly, and wiped the faces of the two girls with his hands. Then their bodies softened and then hardened, and they got up and followed him up the mountain. The others just stood there stupidly.

Looking at it, I don’t understand it at all.

"Xinhou, this..." Shan Zhiguo was a little unwilling, and his mind was full of doubts. Is this matter just let go? The most important thing is that three of his brothers died in mysterious circumstances. No matter what, how much should be paid?

The people below will give an explanation, otherwise how will we lead the troops in the future?

"Captain, let's go." Bai Xinhou's face turned pale. He knew that he couldn't force his way in any more, no matter how many of them there were, what would happen? That weirdo in black could appear silently in their team without being noticed, and they

It was discovered because the other party took the initiative to show up - it would be effortless for such a person to assassinate anyone in their team, not to mention that the corpse exorcist was a ruthless magic user, and they had who knows how many accomplices they had here.

"Let's go? How to go?" Shan Zhiguo looked fierce, "How can I explain to the brothers below? As we go, there may be a rebellion in the middle of the way. When the time comes, there will be a response, and it will be up to you and me to add a platoon of guards.

Those people are not dead, so why not go up and talk to them?"

"Talk?" Bai Xinhou was surprised, "Captain, what do you have to talk about with a group of corpse exorcists!?"

"Business!" Shan Zhiguo smiled a little, "In the 24th year of the Republic of China, the old man issued a 'two-year ban on drugs and a six-year ban on smoking' in the name of the chairman of the Military Commission. The policy above was that heavy smokers should quit smoking within a time limit.

, the cigarette dealers captured and killed each one. Now the enemy is close at hand. Even if their ideas are different from ours, they cannot tolerate the existence of opium. So we can negotiate this deal with them. No matter how much money they spend on medicine, they can win.

To defeat their army of millions? A joke!"

Bai Xinhou understood that Shan Zhiguo wanted to make a deal with Yao Jin. He had about a hundred men and about a hundred long and short guns. Once the enemy attacked, they might be able to resist for a while.

, you can make some money, although this is a good idea, but the other party is the medicine money, and judging from the meaning behind Sanji’s Chinese dialect, his idea is not that simple, as if he wants to take advantage of the evil and use the medicine money here.

Now that I'm done with it, I might be able to gain a reputation as someone who "removes harm for the people" before I leave China.

Is it appropriate? What are the chances of winning?

Bai Xinhou felt uneasy and immediately persuaded Shan Zhiguo to give up the idea, but Shan Zhiguo insisted on his own way and led the team towards the mountain. They no longer implemented any light control and kept quiet along the way. They all lit torches and looked from a distance.

The team is like a fiery snake wrapped around the mountain.

The team was forced to stop until they reached the gate of Zhuzhai. The gate was tightly closed, and there were natural mountain barriers on both sides. Even if they attacked by force, without explosives and artillery, they could only stare. Shan Zhiguo looked up and saw the gate.

The sentry towers on the left and right sides were also empty, and not even the torches were lit, as if the bamboo village was empty and there was no one inside at all.

"Captain, please turn back, there's still time." Bai Xinhou still persuaded Shan Zhiguo.

Shan Zhiguo shook his head, turned around and shouted to his motley crew: "Brothers, I will sing a line and you will sing a line along with me, do you understand?"

"Yes!" The person below responded lazily.

Shan Zhiguo then faced the village gate and said loudly: "How many years in your life are you alive? Don't waste money on having fun in time!" After Shan Zhiguo finished singing, a hundred or so people below hurriedly sang along. Then Shan Zhiguo said again, "It's about having fun."

There are all kinds of things, but they are not as good as smoking opium. If you smoke enough, you will feel refreshed and your whole body will feel comfortable. If you are sick, you don’t have to go to the drugstore. The treatment of opium will be as good as the gods!”

Bai Xinhou slowly shook his head, knowing that Shan Zhiguo had made a complete decision. Now he even came out with the songs that the Japanese and the Han Dynasty made up to deceive people into smoking opium during the Anti-Japanese War. But Shan Zhiguo estimated that the focus was on "the great war"

The sentence above "smoking cures diseases as well as gods" shows that my point of view is the same as medicine.

After singing, the village gate still didn't open. Shan Zhiguo glanced at Bai Xinhou, strode forward to the gate of the village, clasped his fists and said: "Shan Zhiguo, the former head of the 93rd Division Containment Group of the Eighth Army of the National Revolutionary Army, wants to see the master of Zhuzhai Village.

We have no hostility, we just brought a big gift to honor the leader of the village."

Still no one answered, Bai Xinhou took this opportunity to persuade again: "Captain, let's go, this is a rejection of us!"

"Xinhou, why are you so cowardly today?" Shan Zhiguo shook his head, "How can we, with a hundred people and a hundred guns, be afraid of the people in this village?" As soon as Shan Zhiguo finished speaking, the gate of the village opened.

The gate of the village opened just a small crack at first, and slowly walked out of it a man dressed exactly like the weird man in black before, except that he was slightly shorter and didn't look as strong.

The man in black lowered his head to prevent Shan Zhiguo and Bai Xinhou from seeing his face, and said in a muffled voice: "We don't have a village leader, you are looking for the wrong place, get out!"

Get out? This dog's tone is too loud! San Zhiguo frowned, but still suppressed his anger, clasped his fists again and said: "I don't know what to call this brother?"

"If you have something to say, say it quickly and then get out!" After speaking, the man in black spat towards the side.


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