Chapter 9 Liufeng Town

In Liufeng Town at the end of spring, everything is revived. The trees in and outside the town have pulled out tender green leaves. On the ground beside the roadside house, weeds have also emerged lushly. Although it is not as lush as summer, it also embellishs the original monotonous pale white with a touch of flexible green.

Wang Fu pushed open the door and came out. As he walked, he was wearing a belt of cotton trousers. There seemed to be something wrong with one of his legs. He always limped when he walked, as if he would fall down at any time.

In the yard, there is a unicycle parked, on which ten large wine jars have been placed. The mouth of the jars are sealed with mud, and the big wine words on it are particularly conspicuous on the red paper.

Wang Fu is the shopkeeper of Wang Ji Boil Pot in Liufeng Town, and his daughter Wang Xiaolian runs this small winery for a living.

This unicycle is loaded with his rice wine brewed in his pot - three steps. This kind of three-step rice wine is sweet and has a long aftertaste. It is very famous within a hundred miles. Almost people like it. Every day, many people come all the way to buy his rice wine.

Today, it's time to deliver wine to the Japanese arsenal outside the town. He got up early and put the best wine in ten jars, ready to send it to the devils in the arsenal.

Of course, the devils just shouted behind his back and called the imperial army in front of people, otherwise, it was likely to be a fat beating.

The security group stationed in the town is nothing better than the Japanese. They always know how to bully the people. When they see the Japanese waving their tails like dogs, they almost lose the faces of their ancestors.

"Dad, I'll go with you." Wang Xiaolian came out of the winery while wiping her hands with an apron. She was about seventeen or eight years old. Her long black hair combed a big braid behind her head. Her skin was wheat-colored, and her beautiful face looked youthful and healthy.

Since Wang Fu's leg was broken three years ago, he fell to the root of the disease and hurt badly when he caught a cold. In this morning, Xiaolian was worried about his father and wanted to send him to the Japanese barracks.

Wang Fu thought for a moment and thought it was good to have a daughter to go with him. Anyway, he has been there many times and is familiar with those devils. Besides, their behavior is also relatively regular, and there should be no danger.

The two of them packed up the trolley, and then Wang Fu pushed the cart. Xiaolian helped them and walked to the arsenal outside the town together.

At this time, most of the people in the town did not get up. The street was very quiet, only the sound of the wheelbicle squeaking axles.

Turning around Cross Street, the father and daughter turned to the South Street leading outside the town and went to the entrance of the town.

Liufeng Town is not big. There is only a one-mile-long cross street. There is a stone archway at the end of the South Street. Not too far out is a continuous undulating low mountain.

Not far from the mouth of the town, a group of Japanese cavalry galloped towards them. It seemed to be a patrol of the arsenal. They were very fast. Soon they came to Wang Fu's father and daughter, and suddenly strangled the war horse.

At the front was a Japanese army Cao. He pointed to Wang Xiaolian next to the wheelb with a horse whip and turned around and said a few words with a smile to the devil cavalry behind him.

The devil speaks Japanese, and Wang Fu's father and daughter couldn't understand a word. They stood there stupidly and waited.

With a hula, several Japanese cavalry rushed up and circled Wang Fu and Wang Xiaolian in the middle. Then the soldier Cao bent down and grabbed Wang Xiaolian, pulled her hard on the saddle, turned around and rode away.

"Taijun, that's my daughter. You can't take her away." Wang Fu suddenly became anxious. He rushed forward, grabbed Cao's Ma Jian's head, and begged bitterly, hoping that the devil could put down his daughter.

Cao, the devil's army, frowned and waved to several devil cavalry. Those guys swung their whips and slapped their heads to Wang Fu.

A sad scream woke up the sleeping Liufeng Town. Many people close to the mouth of the town heard it. They peeped out of the window and quickly closed the window sash and shrank to **.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Wang Fu was bruised all over his body. He lay on the ground, struggling feebly, and his forehead was bleeding. He was hit by a devil with the handle of a horse's gun.

"Flower girl's, Yao Xi Yao Xi!" Despite Wang Xiaolian's desperate crying and struggle, Cao of the Guizi Army left with a wild smile. Several Guizi cavalry followed closely and soon disappeared.

On the side of the road outside the town, Wang Fu fell there injured. He was surrounded by a unicycle overthrown by the devils. Most of the good wine loaded on it was smashed by the devil cavalry, and the remaining two jars were also taken away by the devil cavalry, intending to be happy.

The broken porcelain altar was scattered in the soil outside the town. The refreshing strong fragrance of wine filled the surrounding air, and the amber wine flowed on the ground, moistening the soil dyed red by Wang Fu's blood.

"Gry back my daughter, you beasts!"

Wang Fu felt that the golden star in front of him was overflowing, and his body was as painful as a knife. He lay on the ground for a moment and regained a trace of strength. He gritted his teeth and turned over, and slowly climbed in the direction of the Japanese cavalry on the ground.

Behind him, a blood-stained mark mezed forward and grew as he moved forward.

He only insisted on climbing more than 100 meters. Wang Fu couldn't stand it anymore, and finally his head tilted and fainted.

"Gan back my daughter!" With a shout, Wang Fu woke up from the nightmare and found that he had been lying in a mountain pass at some point, covered with a felt under him and a blanket.

Sitting up, Wang Fu looked around and saw that this should be a secluded place outside Liufeng Town, and the wounds on his head and body were bandaged, and the pain was much better.

What's going on? Where am I? A series of doubts flashed in Wang Fu's heart. He struggled to get up and felt that his whole body was as painful as a needle. It seemed that it was a scar left by the devil's whip.

"Uncle Wang, you're awake!" A thick male voice came from behind, which surprised Wang Fu. He hurriedly turned around and found that there was a tall man behind him, smiling.

"You are--" Wang Fu recalled carefully and made sure that he had never met this young man. He couldn't help but wonder how the other party knew his surname was Wang. "How do you know my surname is Wang?"

"Sit down, Uncle Wang, you haven't recovered yet." Chen Feng saw that Wang Fu woke up. He came over and sat down again with the old man. Then he explained, "Xiaolian, your father is awake."

Before the words fell, a beautiful figure flashed out from behind the stone. It was Wang Xiaolian, and there were still faint tears on his face. At this time, as soon as he saw Wang Fu, he immediately rushed into Wang Fu's arms and said sadly, "Dad."

"Xiao Lian, my daughter!" Wang Fu was surprised and immediately burst into tears. He didn't expect his daughter to be here. He thought he would be captured by the devil and destroyed even if he didn't die.

Father and daughter cried for a long time, and then stopped. Wang Fu wiped his tears and knelt down to Chen Feng with a bang, "Your kindness, great kindness, I, Wang Fu, can't repay you in my life."

"Uncle Wang, get up, get up quickly." Chen Feng hurriedly picked up Wang Fu. He advised, "We are all Chinese. How can we watch the little devils bully our own people? Besides, it's a smooth thing."

Wang Xiaolian was aside and interrupted at this time, "Dad, Brother Chen killed all those beasts."

Next, she told Wang Fu how Chen Feng and others killed the devil cavalry to save her. Wang Fu was both happy and scared. He has always been honest and timid. He has never heard of this kind of thing.

After Chen Feng waited for Wang Xiaolian to tell the story, he said with a smile, "This is just a hand. Sooner or later, we will drive all the little devils back to our hometown and let them pay for their blood."

The next three people talked. When they knew that Wang Fu often sent wine to the devil's arsenal, Chen Feng's heart was moved. He said, "Uncle Wang, since you often send wine to the devils, you must be very familiar with the terrain in the arsenal."

Wang Fu wiped his white beard and smiled, "I dare not say anything else. Anyway, I can know where it is with my eyes closed."

"That's great!" Chen Feng patted his thigh excitedly. This time he came to find out the situation of the devil's arsenal. Unexpectedly, the unintentional move saved him so many things.

When he knew that Chen Feng wanted to raid the devil's arsenal, Wang Fu agreed to draw the map of the arsenal in detail, and even wanted to be an internal response for Chen Feng and meet them at that time.

Chen Feng thought about it and felt that there was no need to do this, so he suggested that they move away immediately after going back.

Many people have seen the entanglement between Wang Fu and the devils patrol outside the town. Now that the devils patrol has been killed, naturally some people will think of Wang Fu and his daughter. Therefore, Wang Fu in Fengzhen can no longer stay and must move immediately.

Wang Fu thought for a moment and felt that what Chen Feng said was reasonable, so he agreed and immediately went back to the town to pack up his things and leave here as soon as possible.

Chen Feng arranged two special forces to help Wang Fu and his daughter go home to pack up their things, and he turned around and went straight to Heilong Mountain.

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