Wizard Wang Xiaobo

() Others are used to the constant curiosity of that girl, so it's not surprising.But Wang Xiaobo was so interested in that metal plate, which caught Xiao Snake's attention.He glanced at Wang Xiaobo who was about to set off and asked, "What is that card, why are you interested?"

Seeing the question, Wang Xiaobo took out the metal plate, looked at it carefully for a while, and said: "I also have the same plate, but it is slightly smaller than this one, and it is also smaller than mine. There is a little more pattern, it must be a group with mine, but I don’t know what is the use of it?”

Wang Xiaobo actually kept a hand, of course he knew the use of the metal plate in his hand.At that time, because of that card, I discovered the cave in my hometown. Although I only surveyed less than one-third of it, the things inside are definitely first-class.Originally, I planned to go on an adventure with Marin during the National Day, but now that there is such a metal plate, I want to study it more carefully with Marin.

Only then did Xiao Snake realize that Wang Xiaobo was interested in Master Bao's piece because Wang Xiaobo also had such a piece, so he said casually: "When you go back, you can go to South Shaolin, and maybe you can understand the mystery."

Gao Jingtang glanced at the metal plate, knowing that there must be many truths in it, but after decades of ups and downs, he has not attracted much interest in some strange things, not to mention, he has already heard Wang Xiaobo's reluctance to The cryptic taste of talking too much led the conversation away: "The action was not small just now, we should leave here quickly."

Wang Xiaobo nodded, and said loudly: "It's almost there, let's set off to join Big Dog and the others."

Flying Cat held more than a dozen grenades in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Tmd, today is really fun, it's really interesting for Wild Wolf to do it with you."

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Wang Xiaobo said, taking the lead and rushing forward.

After a group of people walked for about [-] kilometers, they saw another team coming down from the mountain. Wang Xiaobo saw that the person walking in front of the team was the political commissar of the Red Journey, so he also greeted him with a smile: "From the Southern Barbarians You jumped out of the encirclement, congratulations."

When the political commissar saw Wang Xiaobo, he also smiled all over his face: "Thanks to you beating that guy there this time, it probably hurt them, otherwise, it would be impossible to withdraw the troops so hastily."

Wang Xiaobo thinks that the political commissar of the red tour really understands people, and they even know their tricks, no wonder they have been able to exist in this foreign country for more than ten years.So he waved his hand and said, "One family doesn't speak two different languages, but in this way, you are also exposed, why don't you come across the border with us and go home?"

The political commissar looked back at the dozen or so soldiers behind him, and tears welled up in his heart.Thinking back to the time when I brought more than 200 Red Guards to the front line against imperialism for the sake of the world revolution, now there are only a dozen soldiers behind me, and I can't help but sigh: "I am a sinner, I am sorry for those sacrifices. Brothers here. Although the world is very big, only this land is my destination, because here are the heroic souls of my more than 200 brothers, and I have to accompany them. However, the dozen brothers behind me, I hope Thank you for bringing them back, brother." He knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Wang Xiaobo three times.

Wang Xiaobo quickly helped him up: "Why bother? Let's go back together!"

"Political commissar, you have been here for more than ten years, we follow you, and we will die together if we die."

"Political commissar, if you want to go back, go back together, otherwise, we will fight you to the end."

"Yes! If you don't leave, we won't either."

The dozen or so remaining fighters from the Red Journey are all worthy of being called bloody men, and at the same time expressed a belief in sharing life and death with the political commissar.

The political commissar turned around and faced those brothers who had been fighting with him for more than ten years. After bowing deeply, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and said to his temple: "Thank you all for the past ten years. Trust me, go back, otherwise, I will go to accompany those more than 200 brothers."

"Commissar, you—"

"Go!" The political commissar said decisively with tears in his eyes.

The dozen or so soldiers knelt down in unison in a daze.

Wang Xiaobo and his team looked at this scene helplessly, and their hearts were bleeding.Yes, for more than ten years, these young people under the age of 20 have struggled alone abroad for more than ten years for a vain ideal. Now, the ideal is shattered, what is left?Only Qingshan is the best place to bury loyal bones everywhere.But the political commissar's decision is obviously a review and a final atonement.

Feimao couldn't bear it any longer, tightly grasped the commissar's arm, and said with tears in his eyes, "You have to go back. My cousin was with you back then. You have to explain to his parents."

The political commissar glanced at Feimao, and muttered to himself: "An explanation? Yes, there must be an explanation." Suddenly, he broke free from Feimao's hands, rushed two steps to the north, and knelt down again. , Shouted: "Brothers, I apologize to your parents."

"Crack!" Gunshots rang out.

The leaves rustled down, the birds passed by in a hurry, the earth seemed to be weeping, and the sun seemed to dim at that moment.

The smell of blood rose into the sky, and the political commissar slowly fell to the ground.

"political commissar!"

"political commissar!"

Cries and screams rang out.

Wang Xiaobo took off his hat slowly, stood in front of the political commissar with a solemn expression, and bowed deeply.Flying cats, little snakes, little pandas, and even Gao Jingtang and Yaonu bowed deeply.

The soldiers from the red tour also surrounded and knelt down in front of the political commissar.

There were no tears in their eyes, and there seemed to be no grief.A large banner of the Red Journey was unfurled, and four people grabbed the four corners and gently covered the political commissar's body.

Gunshots rang out.Submachine guns, carbines, and [-] guns sounded at the same time.

"Political commissar, go slowly!"

"Political commissar, please go, we will see you off."

"Because of the great ambition of sacrifice, dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky." The leader's quotation song played its unique sad sound in this strange land, breaking through the earth and tearing the sky.

This is the farewell of comrades; this is the farewell of brothers; this is also a special funeral for their red journey.

A pit, a red flag, no coffin, no straw mat, no tombstone, only a simple wooden stick standing there.There is no name on it, let alone any description.

A political commissar on a red tour, a young man in his thirties, and a student who set foot on a foreign land in pursuit of his so-called ideal ended his life in repentance.

"In any case, he has his own ideals and has fought for them. Although he is a bit utopian, he burned himself with his ideals. He is a worthy hero." Wang Xiaobo muttered to himself and waved his hands. , Said to those soldiers on the red journey: "Go! Let's go home!"

go home!Who doesn't want to go home?These two words contained the ups and downs of more than ten years. Now that they were really going home, they woke up like a big dream, and two lines of tears could not help but flow from their eyes.

Parents in the dream, are you all right?The city and their alma mater have become phantoms in their eyes, and now they become solid when they are about to go home.

"Go home, we're going home." Someone yelled hysterically.As a result, the cheers shook the sky, and the oppressive air became lively.

Wang Xiaobo smiled, so brightly.Although these people are in rags, they are all his compatriots, all his brothers, and it is his duty to bring them back to the motherland.

"Let's count the number of people and guarantee that none of you will be brought back to the motherland." Wang Xiaobo looked at the group of soldiers sharply and said.

After all, those fighters had struggled in this difficult predicament for more than ten years, and the discipline was indeed quite strict. After listening to Wang Xiaobo's roll call, they immediately lined up consciously.

Sixteen, sixteen fighters from the Red Journey lined up in front of Wang Xiaobo with excited faces.

Wang Xiaobo's eyes silently swept over the faces of each soldier, as if he saw their hopes.He said no more, waved his hand resolutely, and took the lead to walk north.

The sixteen soldiers finally looked at the land with some nostalgia, and followed with strides.This is a kind of determination; a kind of awakening in a deformity; a kind of no hesitation.

Fei Mao, Xiao Snake and the others also took a final look at the grave of the political commissar, shook their heads and quickly followed.

A gust of wind blew by, the leaves rustled to the ground, and finally fell silent.

Dreams start here and end here.What fell was not only a life, but also the deformed ideal of a generation.