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In Fang Shijie's mind, the patriarch of a great family must be a hero, a strong old man with both bravery and martial arts. Unexpectedly, the third grandfather Xiahou Zilong mentioned would be like this.

With white beard and hair, wrinkled face, and a kind smile on his face, this is the patriarch of Xiahou Village.

After several people entered the yard, they saw this slightly thin old man sitting on a low stool in the yard, peeling peanuts in a hurry.

"Third Grandpa, I brought you someone!" Xiahou Zilong's words made Fang Shijie's heart tighten, wondering what the hell they were up to.

Patriarch Xiahou was still peeling peanuts under his hands. Hearing Xiahou Zilong's words, he raised his head and smiled, and said kindly, "This is Brother Fang, right? Tongtong, are you here too?" [

Han Tongtong came to Patriarch Xiahou in two or three steps, and said, "Third Grandpa, don't mess with Shijie's ideas!"

"Hehe! Your third grandfather has always been a bad person in your heart?" Patriarch Xiahou looked at Han Tongtong with a smile.

"Hmph! Anyway, I don't think it's a good thing!" Han Tongtong still showed no fear in front of Patriarch Xiahou, and still played his temper as a young lady.

Patriarch Xiahou knew that Han Tongtong was like this, so he didn't care. He turned to Xiahou Zilong and said, "Go and bring some stools over here."

Xiahou Zilong quickly moved out a few stools from the house, and a few people sat in front of the bowl full of peanuts, peeling the peanuts with their hands.

"Old man Xiahou Zhenyue, you can follow them and call me Third Grandpa!" Xiahou Zhenyue said to Fang Shijie slowly.

Fang Shijie said: "Fang Shijie has met the third grandpa! I don't know how the third grandpa would think of meeting me, a junior?"

Xia Hou Zhenyue did not answer Fang Shijie's question, but said with emotion: "The outside world has changed a lot in these years! I haven't been out of the village for more than 70 years, old man!"

Fang Shijie was a little surprised when he heard this. Although Xia Hou Zhenyue had white beard and hair, he had a ruddy complexion and a clear voice. He was only seventy years old at most, but hearing his words, it seemed that his actual age was much older.

What surprised Fang Shijie was that Xiahou Zilong was even more surprised than him when he heard the old patriarch's words. Xiahou Zilong asked in a surprised tone: "Third Grandpa, you have ever left the village? Tell me, why did you leave the village?" gone?"

Fang Shijie suddenly said, Xia Hou Zilong thought that his patriarch had always been in prison, staying in the village all his life and never leaving the village?

Moreover, looking at Xiahou Zilong's eagerness, it seems that once Xiahou Zhen leaves the village, it must be a great event.

Xiahou Zhenyue said indifferently: "What are you doing out of the village? Of course it's murder!"

He took it for granted, as if to him killing people was like peeling peanuts, it was a very common thing.

At this time, a voice like a silver bell came: "The third grandfather killed someone? This is a rare thing! I came by coincidence, and I happened to be listening to the story too!"

Fang Shijie turned his head to look, and saw a young girl in a short blouse and a skirt walking over with light steps.

This girl has short hair, a healthy wheat complexion on her face, and a pair of bright eyes shining with wisdom.Seeing the girl's big bright eyes, Fang Shijie's first impression was that she was an extremely smart woman.

"Sister Lan, I didn't have time to look for you, but you did it first!" Han Tongtong jumped up, rushed over and hugged the girl in his arms.

The girl tried her best to break away from Han Tongtong's overly affectionate hug, and said angrily, "I'm called Senior Sister! What kind of Lanmei Lanmei, there are no rules!"[

Xiahou Zilong hurriedly stood up. It seemed that he also valued this girl Lan, and solemnly introduced to Fang Shijie: "This is my cousin Xiahoulan, and this is Fang Shijie from Wu'an City!"

Xia Houlan extended her hand generously: "Hello! I heard that Brother Zilong has heard about you, and you seem to be very remarkable!"

Fang Shijie hurriedly held her hand, feeling soft and sexual. Although there was no cocoon, he seemed to have been trained. He said, "Miss Xiahou, hello! I'm new here, please take care of me!"

Xia Houlan let go of her hand just right: "It's easy to talk! Maybe there will be a day when I need your care!"

Fang Shijie didn't know what she meant by what she said. While he was at a loss, Xia Houlan had already changed the subject, and she asked Xiahou Zhenyue with great interest: "Third Grandpa, tell me, when did you kill someone? We all want to hear Woolen cloth!"

Everyone sat down again, and while peeling peanuts, they were ready to listen to Patriarch Xiahou's old stories from more than 70 years ago.

"This is a long story!" Xiahou Zhenyue shook his head and said, "Even your parents have never heard of this, so you are considered lucky today!"

Fang Shijie faintly felt that the matter was not simple, and it probably had something to do with his presence today. Otherwise, why did he make an exception to tell a story that has not been told for decades?

Xia Houlan next to him said exaggeratedly: "Wow! Then we have to listen even more! Third Grandpa, tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Fang Shijie couldn't help but thought to himself: "You guys are playing double reeds! There's no need to cooperate so well, right?"

Xiahou Zhenyue seemed to be recalling that long memory: "That was 72 years ago..."

Following his words, tragic pictures emerged in front of the eyes of several younger generations.

In a village more than 100 miles away from Xiahou Village, on a bloody evening in the setting sun, a group of Japanese ghost soldiers ushered in.

The Japanese devil soldiers have always used the banner of East Asian co-prosperity, but what they have done is to burn and kill **, but this time, they have other intentions.

The more than 200 villagers in this village were gathered in the wheat field at the entrance of the village. There were several machine guns on the surrounding walls, and hundreds of heavily armed devil soldiers surrounded them tightly in the wheat field.

After the leader of the Japanese military officer gave a babble, the Huaxia translator, whose waist was so soft that his spine had been pulled out, shouted in a sharp voice: "The chief of the imperial army said that there is a village near here, and every family practices martial arts." , who can tell where this village is, the imperial army will reward you!"

Poor these villagers, some people have never left the village for more than ten kilometers in their entire life, who would know such a village?Naturally no one responded.

Seeing that no one said anything, the translator immediately wiped his neck with his hand: "If you don't say anything, you will die!"

This translator has been with the Japanese people for a long time, and I can't even speak human words.

His response was still silence.

The panicked and bewildered expressions of the villagers obviously irritated the Japanese military officer. After he spoke the language of birds and beasts again, the translator wiped off his sweat and shouted again: "The chief of the imperial army said that if someone reports to the imperial army, he will be rewarded ten times." Catty white noodles! If you don’t tell me, everyone will die!”

Just when the villagers were flustered and didn't know what to say, half of a person's head was exposed on the ridge in the distance. [