Globe Trekker

Chapter 35

Master Lu nodded in satisfaction, turned around and looked around, and found that Wu Ming had already stood sideways, knowing that Wu Ming would not go with him, he felt a little disappointed in his heart, but quickly put all distracting thoughts out of his mind Finally, he took out a box cannon from the waist of the third master, came to Wu Ming, turned the handle of the gun, and slowly handed it over:

"Brother, this is your gun. My brother is sorry for you, but you saved the lives of my brother and the whole village. In my heart, hey...don't say anything, I will apologize when my brother comes back. I also want to thank you on behalf of the brothers who died and the whole village, old and young."

Wu Ming took the gun and handed it to Lu Kuiyuan who was beside him: "This gun is not bad. It is made in Germany and has high precision. You can use it. Also, don't carry so many long guns. One is enough. If you have too many guns You don't have time to reload the bullets, but it gets in the way."

Lu Kuiyuan hesitated for a moment, took the gun and said, "Brother Wu, I will keep all your great kindness in my heart!"

Wu Ming was regretting in his heart, so he shook his head and stopped talking. Master Lu patted Wu Ming's shoulder heavily, raised his head wrapped like a rice dumpling, yelled loudly, and soon led more than thirty vengeful brothers to Going west, leaving only Wu Ming and the master behind.

"What about these things? Wait for them to come back?"

Wu Ming pointed to the various long guns left on the ground, and small cloth bags filled with oceans and bullets. He couldn't figure out why the bandits were used to carrying all their money with them.

The master withdrew his eyes from the west, glanced at the things on the ground, bent down and put together a dozen small cloth bags, and put them into two larger bags in a leisurely manner, and put them on his shoulders. Standing up quickly: "These guns are all treasures, please carry them on your back, and hurry back quickly, otherwise the old and young at home will cry again."

Wu Ming had no choice but to find some belts from the pile of corpses, tied nineteen rifles of different styles together, carried them on his shoulders with a muffled grunt, and walked back helplessly amidst the master's smile.

A torch was lit at the entrance of the cave, and the big-bellied mother-in-law of Lu Da's family led a group of women to look out. Seeing that only Wu Ming and the master came back, they felt something was wrong. They all opened their mouths and looked at the panting master with tears in their eyes.

Wu Ming put down the bundle of guns on his shoulders, and sat down so tired that he couldn't stop panting heavily. Seeing a group of women chattering worriedly around the master, he stood up and walked quietly into the cave, watching from a distance. I saw two foreign monks treating the wounded and sick under bright torches.

Wu Ming went up to help without thinking too much. He was busy until midnight before he had time to sit down and take a breather. He raised his head and saw Lu Da's mother-in-law brought a large bowl of water. up.

Several women respectfully brought water to the foreign monk. Wu Ming wiped off the blood on his hands, took a short rest, and asked the master who came to sit beside him, "What did the foreigner say to you just now?"

"He said that the six seriously injured brothers couldn't die for the time being, but they needed some anti-inflammatory drugs, but where did we get the anti-inflammatory drugs? I've never seen them before. There are some herbs in the house below, not enough for people to go to the mountain to pick them tomorrow. The old man who fell ill knows some medical skills, try to treat as much as possible, enough brothers have died, I don’t know how many will be brought back tomorrow morning.” The master sighed frequently after speaking.

Wu Ming was very helpless. Seeing that the two old men and the pregnant woman who had been arrested were still awake and still looking at him expectantly, he walked over to comfort them in a low voice, telling them that they would go home soon, and that He will try his best to get back the stolen money and antiques for his family, so that they can go back to Changshan to save people.

The two old people thanked Wu Ming gratefully. The woman with a big belly said in a low voice that she knew a little about first aid, but she was not in good health and would vomit whenever she smelled blood.

Wu Ming nodded and asked them to rest as soon as possible, and returned to the two foreign monks who were exhausted. The three sighed and looked at the seven wounded lying side by side on the quilt and moaning helplessly. There was nothing they could do.

Early the next morning, Wu Ming, who had slept for more than three hours, woke up early, walked to the entrance of the cave, and found that the women and masters in the cottage were sitting there looking west, their eyes were swollen and anxious, and they probably hadn't closed their eyes all night. .

Wu Ming didn't say anything, he went down the mountain to the spring to wash his face and mouth, and returned to the entrance of the cave to nod to the master and a group of women to say hello.

When the sun finally came up, someone shouted, and all the women at the entrance of the cave jumped up and looked west, and then rushed down the mountain.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl walked behind with the help of an excited teacher. Only the big-bellied mother-in-law of Lu Da's family stayed behind. Wu Ming discovered that this woman was quite beautiful. It seemed that her son Lu Kuiyuan had inherited her excellent genes .

The long procession finally reached the open space at the foot of the mountain. There were more than [-] pony-loaded horses, more than [-] weeping girls, and more than a dozen young women tied to the horses. Zhang Zhang's sturdy face was full of pride.

Master Lu and his son were the first to go up to the entrance of the cave. The master, who was covered in blood all over his neck, was dragged in by his mother-in-law to change his dressing before he could say a few words to Wu Ming.

Lu Kuiyuan excitedly told Wu Ming that when they rushed into the Dageling mountain stronghold, they did not encounter any resistance. All the gangsters were chaotically gathering together to quarrel. A row of bullets shot past half of the people in a blink of an eye, and the rest shouted. Shouting and begging for mercy, how can the brothers who are red-eyed be willing to forgive?He rushed up and killed all the men in a few strokes, and then counted and killed 54 of them. Then he searched all the property, weapons and ammunition in the village, and obtained a large amount of gold, silver, and antique calligraphy and paintings. Before he left, he set fire to the entire cottage, causing half of the mountain to burst into flames. After walking for ten miles, he could still see a patch of red.

Wu Ming asked in pain: "Why are all the children brought back girls? Are there no boys? Or are they all killed?"

"Third Uncle said we can't leave trouble behind." Lu Kuiyuan's sense of pride disappeared in an instant, and he felt guilty, not daring to look at Wu Ming's face again.

Wu Ming let out a long sigh, his heart was filled with heavy sadness and guilt. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked in a low voice, "Kui Yuan, what are you going to do with the six of us?"

"No no! Brother Wu, please don't say that. You are our benefactor, how dare we disrespect you? It's too late to repay... You killed fourteen people by yourself, the four leaders of Dageling You killed them all, otherwise they would never retreat... Without you, I don't know if I would still be alive, let alone expect to kill all the enemies in Dageling... Don't say goodbye Otherwise, if you are angry, you can beat me up." Lu Kuiyuan hurriedly explained, tears were about to fall.

"Oh! I never thought that people in the mountains would live in such a difficult and dangerous way."

Wu Ming shook his heavy head, went straight down the mountain to the stream, bent down, and stuck his whole head into the water...

　The Son of Heaven ceremoniously recommends the anti-Japanese military article "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese War Veterans" by lonely swordsmen. They faced the bayonets of the Japanese invaders with their chests, but left their backs to their compatriots. They left death to themselves, but left the chance of life To wives, children, old and young, for the sake of the country and the nation, they swear to the death, preferring to fight to the last pawn... I dedicate this article to all the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country and the nation.connect:
　　
　　


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