Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 630 The Secret of the Ancient Tomb Community

Zhao Zilong frowned, and was about to ask, when someone came running from a distance and said, "Boss, Mrs. Tai, the food is ready."

"Okay." The long-haired boss was hungry after a busy day, "Go ahead and get ready for a drink. I'm going to have a few drinks with Brother Zhao today."

Zhao Zilong was really hungry too, seeing that the other party was so polite, he no longer refused.

During the meal break, the old man told some more things.Zhao Zilong also gradually became familiar with the composition of these people. The descendants of the banner people in Zhenjiang were the main force, and there were also many urban people who fled from Nanjing.

Especially those young women, all painted into the image of a dominatrix.However, Zhao Zilong could tell at a glance that all of them had the delicacy and beauty of Jiangnan people.

Seeing such a well-dressed man suddenly come, many Nanjing women cast envious eyes.

The old woman suddenly smiled: "Zhao Zhuangshi, today I want to tell you a secret that only belongs to this ancient tomb community."

Zhao Zilong was slightly taken aback, then said respectfully: "All ears."

"That's why our community is as safe as a rock, that is, those who come don't go out anymore." After finishing speaking, the old man laughed.

"Ah?" Zhao Zilong stared, a little puzzled, "Aren't there more and more?"

"That's right," an older woman interjected, "Our community now has hundreds of people."

"She only spoke halfway," the old woman glared at the other party, took another sip of tea, and said, "That's the person who came to us, either stay or—" She wiped her neck action.

Such an obliterating action did not arouse any reaction from other people.It can be seen that beating, killing and killing these frail women is already commonplace.

"So," the woman smiled, "Zhang Zhuangshi, after dinner today, you are going to choose a wife in our community."

"What?" Zhao Zilong almost jumped up, feeling anxious all of a sudden.Although these 'hannahs' from Nanjing are all beautiful, but he doesn't have time to waste here?

"I, I, still have a task to do." Zhao Zilong said hastily after he realized it.

"Where are you going?" A beautiful girl stared at Zhao Zilong.She is the only girl without "makeup".Other people's faces are pitch black, but hers is crystal clear.

"Xuzhou." Zhao Zilong replied respectfully, "The military situation there is urgent and the military equipment is busy, so there is no room for any delay or delay."

"Then you've missed a good thing." The beautiful girl said with some regret: "Just now, the second head of the family still wanted to betroth my cousin to you."

"Wow!" There was a commotion among the girls.

Zhao Zilong narrowed his eyes, and at a glance, he saw a beautiful girl under the black mud who was at a loss.

"Thanks to the love of the second master," Zhao Zilong arched his fists, and then saluted the older lady.He guessed right, that was the wife of the boss, the second head of the family.

She is also a refugee from Nanjing. Her husband, who was a colonel in the national army, died honorably while defending Xiaguan.

It is said that she only found her husband's body after swimming half of the Yangtze River in the freezing water temperature.

At that time, the long-haired boss was helping refugees in Jiangbei, and helped her complete the funeral, and she married him.

"Since we can't stay together and fly together," the second master glanced at the two of them, and then said, "Then just tell me your name." As she spoke, she raised her hand, and the cousin came out.

The beautiful girl was taken out by everyone and washed up before she came out.Now, although she is plain-faced, she is still a beautiful woman.

"Zhao, a strong man," the girl, accompanied by her cousin, gave a generous salute, "The little girl's surname is Shangguan again, and her single name is "Xue."

"My surname is Zhao," Zhao Zilong replied, "My name is...Zilong."

For some reason, he always felt that this girl was not a character that people could just forget.However, seeing this girl, Zhao Zilong couldn't help thinking of Li Xiaoling.

"I don't know, where is Xiao Ling now, and what is she doing?"

In the following time, everyone cleaned up the dishes and took their places.

The old woman left Zhao Zilong alone, and said: "Now, everyone is considered relatives."

"I don't know what to call it now?" Zhao Zilong was still a little puzzled by this sudden arrangement.

"That girl, I mean Xue'er's cousin, is my daughter-in-law's niece, you can decide for yourself." The old woman smiled.

Zhao Zilong sorted out his thoughts. In this way, Shangguanxue should also call the long-haired boss uncle. The old man is theoretically his grandmother. Thinking of this, he immediately bowed and said: "My lord, grandma, please take care of my nephew and grandson." A salute."

After saluting, the old woman picked up a glass of wine in the tent and said, "Let's have another glass." Zhao Zilong wanted to decline, but after thinking about it, he drank it.

The old woman said: "I talked halfway before the meal. Let me tell you now, you must have obtained the so-called 'treasure map' of one of the legendary 'Eight Great Families', right?"

Zhao Zilong raised his brows, thinking that it was worth it to recognize a relative just now, and immediately asked pleasantly: "Old man, why did you say that?"

"That's simple," the old woman replied proudly, "It's a long story, and it has a history of at least 100 years. This is the story of our Manchurians guarding Zhenjiang.

Let me tell you today that those blueprints are actually blank sheets of paper for the ancestors to exhort future generations.If you don't believe me, you can follow the above to find out the meaning of what the old man said. "

"What?" Zhao Zilong looked a little dark when he saw Fang's serious appearance, and his original fantasy was immediately shattered.

Now he has an impulse in his heart, wanting to throw away and burn that silk drawing.

However, he still held back, if he took it out now, wouldn't he lose face?
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That night, Zhao Zilong was arranged among a group of women from Nanjing. He didn't dare to make any mistakes. He sat cross-legged and rested with a special method of breath adjustment until dawn.

When you leave there, you can no longer carry the blueprints with you.He still didn't give up, silently remembered it in his heart, and then buried it under a pavilion.

The pavilion is an ancient relic, and it has been in disrepair for a long time. Zhao Zilong wrote down its exact location before leaving.

In front of him was Hongze Lake. According to his previous habits, he was going to see it, but now he was not in the mood at all.

Zhao Zilong continued to walk forward, and suddenly found that he had reached the end of the road.It turned out that there is a land and water terminal directly connected here, and the land route is gone, only the water route is left.

Looking back, he was afraid that he would have to go further, so he had to go by boat.

Who knows, as soon as Zhao Zilong boarded the boat, he saw a woman whom he met yesterday.

(End of this chapter)