It's still the donkey cart that is still the two people walking on the road, they have been walking for six or seven days, seeing that the surrounding mountains are gradually slowing down, and people can be seen across dozens of miles on the way, and it is estimated that they will soon get out of the mountains and into the hilly area, and the two of them are very happy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

was originally a young man of the same age, and he experienced life and death together, Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei are now very familiar with each other.

Murong Pei always likes to look at Huo Xiaoshan's expression when he does things, Huo Xiaoshan's expression when he does things is very different from others, his tanned face always looks focused and casual, yes, he is focused and casual, I can't see what he thinks, but every action he makes seems to be superfluous, as natural as a cloud and flowing water in his peers, sometimes it seems to be very slow, but it turns out that Huo Xiaoshan's choice is always the best.

Huo Xiaoshan naturally didn't care what the girl in front of him thought of him and missed him, he just wanted to do the things in front of him well, even if he waved the whip and drank the donkey, he just occasionally noticed Murong Pei's eyes looking at him, and he couldn't help but think of Murong Pei's appearance after taking a bath.

When Murong Pei told him that he didn't have to sentry and could turn around, he suddenly felt that his eyes became brighter: Murong Pei walked from the shallow water in clothes that were still soaked in water, like a blooming blue lily after the rain in the empty mountains, with a face as white as the full moon, wet black hair casually on his shoulders, bright water droplets hanging on the tips of his hair, the breeze blowing her clothes to show the elegant posture of a girl, the trousers were rolled up, the calves like green onions and white children, and the ankles with soft curves. Murong Pei undoubtedly noticed Huo Xiaoshan's distraction, and he couldn't help but smile a little shyly, it was when he was young and prosperous, he was the most gentle when he bowed his head, like a water lotus flower that was as shy as a cool breeze.

Every day, Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei learn Japanese, and they can't talk about it, but they have learned almost the same daily language, Huo Xiaoshan is very proud, but Murong Pei told him that his current level is far behind, and if you talk about it, you won't understand.

When he was in a deserted place, Huo Xiaoshan would take out the box cannon and practice aiming, and on a few occasions he stopped the car and fired a few shots in a deserted place.

Some people say that a good gunner is fed with bullets, which is not necessarily, the talent of people is still different, Huo Xiaoshan calculated the bullets he had left, and he fired ten rounds to save Zhou Liebao that day, and he practiced shooting more than forty rounds these days, and there were still about thirty rounds left. With the original Hao Cunyi's guidance, although he only fired forty or fifty bullets, Huo Xiaoshan is already among the masters now, this is talent!

The deaf and eye-catching and reflex nerves seem to be a lot shorter than people, and Huo Xiaoshan can now hit the artemisia pole two hundred steps away with one shot.

Huo Xiaoshan dug a wooden trough in the position where he was driving, just enough to put the box cannon and bullets, and used a thin wooden board of the same size to buckle it, no one would have thought that there was a box cannon hidden under his buttocks.

The car turned a corner, and Huo Xiaoshan suddenly said, "There is a situation ahead." ”

Murong Pei looked forward and saw that on the road one hundred and ten meters in front of him, a group of people were standing, and from a distance, he could see that they were all wearing big caps and carrying rifles, which should be the puppet Manchurian ****.

"What should I do?" Murong Pei asked a little nervously.

"It's a matter of time before you run into them." Huo Xiaoshan said, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

At this moment, the group of puppet soldiers had apparently seen them, and someone shouted at them, telling them to hurry up and drive the donkey cart over.

As the donkey cart gradually approached, Murong Pei saw clearly that there were eight of them, seven of them were wearing puppet army clothes, and one of them was armed with a pistol.

The other person was tied up with five flowers, several large cuts were scraped at the corners of his trousers, and there were blood marks on his bare chest, but he looked like a trader in his clothes, his face was very dignified, but his eyes showed an unyielding light.

"What do you guys do?" The one with the short gun was obviously a head, his pistol was always aimed at Huo Xiaoshan, and the other puppet soldiers also looked on guard with guns.

"You're not from Qingshan Town, look at the eyes." A puppet interjected.

"The two of us are from the mountains, my father is dead, let's go and bury my father's ashes to my family's ancestral grave." Huo Xiaoshan changed back to the appearance of a simple and wooden mountain boy at this time.

"Where are you in the mountains?" The head of the puppet army had already seen the white cloth tied around Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei's waists, but he did not relax his vigilance.

"Twenty-three ditches." Huo Xiaoshan replied. Twenty-three ditches were the names of a small mountain village that Huo Xiaoshan had passed through two days ago.

At this time, a puppet army had already searched Huo Xiaoshan's car inside and out, ran over and said to the puppet army leader: "Captain, there is nothing in this car." ”

The "urn" and the "spirit tablet" were all held in Murong Pei's arms, other things were hidden under the car, and the box cannon was hidden in the mezzanine where Huo Xiaoshan's ass got off the car, so naturally the puppet army couldn't find anything.

"Get in the car and pull us to Qingshan Town in front." The puppet commander ordered, and when he saw that everything was normal, he put the pistol back into the holster, but the gun was a king's box.

Originally, the captain of the puppet army would not be so wary of the two and a half children, but because they caught a resistance union today, the canopy made him suspicious, afraid that there was a resistance union hiding inside.

The puppet soldiers climbed into the car one after another, and it was more difficult for the tied man to get into the car, and one of the puppet soldiers scolded impatiently: "it! ”

The man was stuffed into the middle of the canopy, and was sandwiched by the puppet army in front and back, and the donkey cart was not a horse-drawn carriage, but it was stuffed all of a sudden.

"Why don't you catch the car and leave?" The puppet army leader sat behind Huo Xiaoshan.

"Oh." Huo Xiaoshan was very obedient, waved his whip, and the donkey walked, but it slowed down significantly, after all, there were too many people.

At this time, Huo Xiaoshan heard the tied man scold: "Good Chinese are not appropriate, you have to be a traitor!" ”

"Damn, good people don't live long, bad people live for a hundred years!" A puppet soldier beside him said.

"Then let's see who has a short life and who can live for a hundred years." The man replied with a sneer.

"I don't know what benefits the Anti-Union will give you, don't cooing (dialect, meaning death) for now, and the cooked duck has a hard mouth, and when you return to Qingshan Town, I will feed you to the big wolf dog of the Japanese." The puppet soldier scolded.

The man snorted coldly but didn't answer again, maybe he didn't think there was any point in doing this kind of verbal battle.

This person is the Anti-United Nations?!

Murong Pei was shocked.