Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 545 Bowstring Alley
What Wang Wenyuan didn't know in his sleep was that the memories of his past two lives were slowly dissipating, and the only memories that re-entered his mind were the first fifteen years of this life, slowly merging into his brain.

When the warm afternoon sun shone through the window and fell on Wang Wenyuan's face, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. "Where am I? Why am I here? Where is my sister?"

Wang Wenyuan's lively face was full of question marks. He knocked his head a few times and suddenly said, "I remember now. You black people dared to raid my house. I'll kill you all and then I'll give you a big show. Do you really think I'm just a decoration?"

After saying that, he jumped off the bed, ran to the main room, lifted the door curtain and went straight in. The old lady was lying on the kang, covered with a quilt, half lying down, coaxing and teasing Wang Wenyuan's sister.

Wang Wenyuan thought about his performance over the past two days. He felt that he should behave like an honest child in front of his grandmother, so he walked over and said, "Grandma, is my sister fun?"

"Hey, why don't you go out? Didn't you say you were going to find a job? Are you kidding me?" The old lady looked at Wang Wenyuan jokingly.

Wang Wenyuan smiled awkwardly and said, "Grandma, I just wanted to go home and visit. I was in a hurry when I left and didn't bring anything with me."

"What's the result?" The great-grandmother put her hand in the little girl's hand, and the little girl held it tightly, giggling.

"Alas, there is nothing left. My pockets are empty. All my parents' money and other things have been taken away." Wang Wenyuan said with a sigh.

Without even looking up, the grandmother said, "Okay, listen to your uncle and stay here. It's chaotic enough outside. You should think more about your sister. Now is the time for cannibalism. If you don't want to be eaten, you either have to be more fierce than them or just hide."

Wang Wenyuan nodded and said, "I understand, grandma. Don't worry. But I have to go find my parents' bodies."

"No need to look for it. Your uncle has already brought him back and transported him away overnight, directly to Yi County. There is a Zhaojia Village there. It is our family village, and he should be buried there." said the great-grandmother.

"My uncle is so amazing. He can accomplish so many things in just one day and one night?" Wang Wenyuan asked in surprise.

"That's right, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Don't you see what kind of people our Zhao family is?" said the great-grandmother proudly.

Wang Wenyuan chatted with the old lady for a while, hugged his sister for a while, and then went back to the room. They didn’t even have dinner together. Aunt Cui'er brought two cakes and a plate of pickles.

After Wang Wenyuan finished eating, he lay down on the bed and pretended to take a nap. In fact, he was thinking about how to take revenge on these people. The office of the special operations team was in Gongxian Hutong in Dongcheng District.

When Wang Wenyuan was young, he followed his parents to Peking. His father taught at No. 4 Middle School and his mother worked as a salesperson at Lou's Department Store. Because his parents were busy with work, when Wang Wenyuan was three years old, he was sent to Baiyun Temple by his father to worship Yushanzi as his teacher.

Wang Wenyuan grew up in a Taoist temple. Every year, Yushanzi would take him out for a trip. After the Anti-Japanese War, Yushanzi sent Wang Wenyuan back, saying that he had given up the world and would return to the mountains to practice. Wang Wenyuan was 12 years old that year. After returning to Beiping, Wang Wenyuan was left alone. This left him alone, and he became a street gang leader. He was good at fighting and had a reputation on the flyover. He also called himself Master Yuan. He would help others as long as they had money, and his means of revenge were also varied.

It was not until his parents got into trouble that he used his wit and martial arts to steal his sister away and ran away to his great-grandmother, or strictly speaking, his maternal great-grandmother.

This time his family was destroyed, it would be strange if he could swallow this anger. After dinner, Wang Wenyuan took a rest on the bed. Late at night, Wang Wenyuan opened his eyes. He did not light the kerosene lamp. He locked his trouser legs with bandages and tied his cotton jacket with ropes, including the two cuffs. He tied his cloth shoes, thought about it, and tied them again with a thin rope.

Wang Wenyuan pushed open the door of his room and saw that the lights in all the rooms in the yard were off. He could still hear his uncle snoring next door. Wang Wenyuan took two quick steps and stepped on the wall, then climbed onto the roof. After identifying the direction, he started running on the roof, jumping long distances, landing on the ground, and climbing onto the roof, then quickly disappeared into the night. Wang Wenyuan did not make any sound, which shows how high his martial arts skills are.

When Wang Wenyuan appeared on the roof of the backyard of Gongxian Hutong, only about half an hour had passed. Wang Wenyuan first observed that this compound was their office location, which was composed of several compounds. The front compound and the middle compound were brightly lit, while the back compound was dark. There were constant screams of pain coming from the front, but Wang Wenyuan did not go over. Who knows if there were any secret sentries?

Wang Wenyuan quietly and carefully lifted the tiles on the roof, listened carefully to make sure there was no one, and then jumped into the room. Wang Wenyuan did not dare to light the fuse, so he relied on his night vision to patrol around. This should be the warehouse. There were wooden boxes everywhere, and no one knew what was inside. But there was a gun rack at the door with a row of guns standing there.

Wang Wenyuan thought about it and looked around. There was a crowbar at the door, which was probably used to open boxes. He carefully opened a box and took a look. Wow, it was a box of grenades. Wang Wenyuan did not open the same box, but opened several different boxes. The boxes in the corner were filled with explosives and fuses. He did not look at them and turned to go up to the roof and checked one by one. There were grain warehouses and confiscated warehouses with all kinds of things in them. One of them was actually a meat warehouse.

When Wang Wenyuan lifted the roof of the room on the easternmost side, he was shocked, because the room was divided into an inner room and an outer room. There were two people sleeping on the table in the outer room, and the inner room was like a big iron cage. It was impossible to enter from the roof because it was all welded iron plates.

The only way to get in was through the door of the outer room. Wang Wenyuan thought about it, got ruthless, took out a knife and jumped into the outer room. To be honest, Wang Wenyuan had never killed anyone since he was a child. Fighting was fighting, but at most it was just a fracture. He didn't want to kill anyone today. He took the knife just in case. After jumping into the house, the two men didn't react at all, but the house was full of alcohol. It must be because they drank a lot.

Wang Wenyuan knocked the two men unconscious and after searching for a long time finally found the key from one of them. He opened the door and walked in. It was too dark inside, so he had to light a tinder. Wang Wenyuan was dumbfounded. There were boxes of silver dollars, boxes of large and small yellow croakers, and various banknotes. Of course, the legal tender was worthless now, but it was still money. There were also gold yuan coupons and other currencies that he didn't recognize.

Wang Wenyuan thought, it would be great if all these were mine, but it’s a pity that I couldn’t take them all away. Never mind, I’ll just take the most valuable ones and take as much as I can. Wang Wenyuan thought to himself that I was smart and had tied up my trouser legs in advance. Wang Wenyuan began to put the things into his trousers, and when he had almost filled them, he began to stuff them into his cotton jacket. He stopped taking things when he felt that if he took any more, he might not be able to get into the room.

Wang Wenyuan thought about it and decided that this would not work. If he just walked away like this, how could it be called revenge? This could only be called stealing. Wang Wenyuan jumped onto the roof, thought for a moment, and then went to the armory to get the explosives onto the roof, throwing two in each room.

Every time he arrived at a room, he sighed and thought how nice it would be if everyone moved out. He wouldn't have to worry about food and drink in his next life. What a pity. Never mind. It's almost dawn, so he should get down to business.

Wang Wenyuan placed five explosive packs on the roof, connected the fuse, and jumped out of the yard. Wang Wenyuan had never used explosives before. He just heard it from a man who had worked in a mine. The man said that after connecting the fuse, he just needed to light it and run. He did so, but he forgot that he was blowing up an arsenal. Before he ran out of the alley, he felt a heat wave coming from behind him. With a loud bang, he flew out and knew nothing about it.

When Wang Wenyuan slowly woke up, he said, "What a bad luck! The fuse is short." At this time, Wang Wenyuan was hanging on a big tree. Wang Wenyuan looked down and found that he was bounced to the Fire God Temple under the east city wall. The tree was in a corner of the temple. Wang Wenyuan felt pain all over his body and suddenly remembered the big yellow croakers he had taken. He felt them up and down, but only found one at the leg of his trousers. The others were gone. Wang Wenyuan became depressed instantly. He lost this trip.

(End of this chapter)