The strongest soldier

Luo Zheng could see that the old village leader was not a simple man, he was a man with stories, but it was a matter of personal privacy, so he didn't want to ask more questions or refute. He looked at the playful teenagers, the peaceful valley, and the anxious people who appeared from time to time. His heart gradually calmed down, and he whispered: "Old village master, you saved me, I hope I can do something for you."

"Once people become greedy, it will be difficult to satisfy their desires, and the peaceful life passed down from generation to generation will be disrupted. This is not what I want to see. Just leave when you are healed. This is the greatest reward for me. ." The old man said with some emotion, with a bit of vicissitudes and loneliness.

"That's fine." Luo Zheng couldn't bear to disrupt the way of life here and agreed. People's desires are endless. Once they are impacted by outside civilization, the cultural roots here will disappear. Will he still be himself? Luo Zheng thought of the civilization outside the valley and the danger of China's culture that had been passed down for thousands of years crumbling under the impact of Western culture. He understood the old man's mood and said nothing more.

The young man came with a group of playmates and said something excitedly. The old man looked at the young man with a loving face, and then said to Luo Zheng: "Little guy, I see you have a good belt. I guess you are a capable person. I hope you can show me to Luo Zheng." You learn a few tricks, and if you can, leave a few as a thank you. It’s not easy for people in the mountains to survive, so some skills are good.”

"No problem. People in the mountains should have good marksmanship when hunting. There is no need to teach them jungle survival skills. Just teach them sword skills. How much they can learn depends on their understanding. I will leave here early tomorrow morning." Luo Zheng looked seriously. said the old man.

The old man nodded, sighed, and didn't know what he was feeling. He continued, "Okay, I'll ask someone to prepare dry food for you." Then he said a few words to the teenagers, turned around and left.

The teenagers jumped up happily and chattered about something. Someone ran to get a machete. It was bright and sharp, and it was a real knife. It showed the bloodiness and courage of these young people in the mountains. Luo Zheng smiled, in this mountain Survival is really impossible without some blood, so he taught everyone how to use swords.

Juntiquan has military dagger fighting skills. The finger knife and Tiger King's invisible sword skills cannot be easily passed on to others, nor can they be learned in a day or two. However, the military dagger fighting skills in Juntiquan emphasize killing with one hit, and the movements are simple and practical. , but it is suitable for these young people to study.

More teenagers came to learn, but Luo Zheng didn't care. He let the boy who saved his life be the simulation object, and kept explaining the essentials of the movements. The boy couldn't understand, so he asked the old village leader to be the translator, which made communication simple. After learning a lot, the old man smiled with relief when he saw that the movements taught by Luo Zheng were very practical.

At noon, the young man brought a large bowl of food, again rice stewed with meat. This time Luo Zheng ate it, it was pheasant meat. After eating and drinking, he rested for a while and chatted with the old village leader about his views on life. The leader of the village is old and likes to talk to people, but ordinary people can't talk to each other, but he and Luo Zheng have developed a kind of friendship.

The teenagers trained each other according to the method taught by Luo Zheng, and they looked very fierce. Fortunately, they replaced the wooden knives and cut them down hard. Soon they were injured and bleeding, but everyone was fine. They randomly picked up some herbs and applied them on, and continued training. , Luo Zheng was filled with emotion when he saw it. Environment makes people. If they were teenagers in a big city and were extremely delicate, how could they play like this?

Unconsciously at night, the old man had a deeper understanding of Luo Zheng through a day of communication. He was sure that Luo Zheng was not a bad person. He was completely relieved, set up a table, and invited a few people to accompany him. The medicinal wine mixed with the poisonous snake herb was said to replenish Luo Zheng's blood. Luo Zheng knew his own body and was unambiguous. He relaxed his arms and started eating. He had been hungry for a long time and his body was in desperate need of energy replenishment. Of course, he didn't dare touch it if it was too greasy. , afraid of gastrointestinal indigestion and its effects.

The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal. Luo Zheng was slightly drunk and was helped back to his room to rest. Early the next morning, Luo Zheng packed up. The old village owner asked the young man to come over and invite him. Luo Zheng was not polite and talked to the old man. The village owner had breakfast together and asked for charcoal and animal skins. There was no pen and paper in the village. Luo Zheng gave the old village owner the address of the new house he bought in the capital and said seriously: "Old man, I know you don't need it. Just treat it as multiple paths, and if you encounter a problem that cannot be solved, come to me at this address."

The old village leader didn't show any pretense. He carefully folded the animal skin and put it in a small box. He said to Luo Zheng: "I accept your kindness. People have misfortune and good fortune. If such a day comes, I hope you can say To do it.”

"A true man keeps his word. As long as it is not illegal, you can rest assured." Luo Zheng promised seriously. Death is not an exaggeration for repaying the kindness of one life, let alone just helping.

When the old village leader saw what Luo Zheng said, he believed it even more. Suddenly, someone came over in a panic and started chattering. The old man's face darkened, he said a few words, looked at Luo Zheng, and explained with a solemn expression: "Someone came over and said they were looking for someone with a gun. I went over to take a look."

"I'll go with you." Luo Zheng said without hesitation.

"Your body has not fully recovered, so you can't help if you go." The old man said and left in a hurry.

Luo Zheng's face darkened, wondering if it was Tang Tian's people who were chasing him. It was entirely possible. He gritted his teeth and chased after him. Although his body was still very weak, he could still walk without any problem. He saw a large number of young men rushing towards him. Going forward, they all carried shotguns, bows and arrows. Luo Zheng didn't want everyone to conflict because of him, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Not long after, Luo Zheng came to the entrance of the valley. There were so many people in front of him that it was impossible to squeeze through. Luo Zheng was sweating profusely and kept slapping the shoulders of the people in front of him while squeezing in. Seeing that it was Luo Zheng, these people were all kind-hearted. After getting out of the way, Luo Zheng finally squeezed to the front and found that the people coming were all soldiers wearing military green combat uniforms. He couldn't help but be startled. When he looked carefully, he found that they all had familiar military emblems, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Luo Zheng yelled a few words and was about to say hello when he suddenly heard someone arguing in front of him. He was startled and hurriedly pushed forward. Suddenly he saw the young man who saved his life waving a machete and confronting the people in front of him, looking eager to try. , and the person confronting him turned out to be the familiar Ghost Shou. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and was immediately frightened. If a fight broke out, it would be troublesome, and he quickly shouted: "Stop, I'm here."

With a shout, the old village leader looked at Luo Zheng, then looked at the person coming. His face softened a bit, and he shouted a few words. The tense scene eased a bit. The smell of gunpowder was no longer that strong. Luo Zheng hurriedly pushed forward and shouted excitedly: "Everyone, stop it, we are on our own."

"Is that you?" A sad voice shouted with endless joy.