Chapter 2 I'm a bandit

In the morning, I stared at the snow peak straight into the dome and wanted to shout, but I didn't want to let the noise and humiliation be clean. But his heart was stained with dust and painted with thick ink.

The gloomy sky seems to be brewing a sad complaint of autumn rain; the roaring mountains and forests are shocking the four directions, and the majestic wind lasts but can't help but walk alone and lonely. Suddenly, it's splashing.

I was awakened by the sound of rain. Seeing that Xuanqing's face was a little dark, the worry in my heart inevitably deepened, and the friendship of the forgotten year was fixed on the unknown road.

The old man who was rescued by Xuanqing last night pushed the door into the room and arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your rescue. What are you two doing in this deep mountain and old forest like locals?"

Xuanqing smiled and said, "We are going to visit Yulongpo, but we lost our way in the forest last night, so..."

The old man frowned slightly and said, "You can't go to the land of tigers and wolves in Yulongpo. Go back." After saying that, he waved to us and was about to go out.

"Wait, I think you have a white beard on your forehead. Even if you are not a powerful person, you are an extraordinary person. You must have done a lot of immoral things when you were young!" Xuanqing looked at the old man's back and said slowly.

After listening to this, the old man stopped, was slightly stunned, and slowly turned his head. There was no anger on his face: "Where can people be established? First, they meet each other and then look like each other. The little brother's face is really good, but how can they judge people by appearance, haha..."

Hearing them read classical Chinese, I couldn't help but be stunned. The old man turned around and sat on the bench in the room, fiddling with a few white hairs on his forehead, and said to Xuanqing, "Look at your face must have been poisoned. Although I can't detoxify, I know where the Yulongpo is. Few people know it and can't get in. Well, I have small eyes, but you saved my life last night, and I will help you.

I was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Where is the Yulongpo?"

"The peak loop turns into the pine, stepping on the snow and looking at the moon and the jade dragon." The old man smiled after saying that.

I scratched my head and didn't know why: "Don't always do those mysterious gossips. If you don't understand, just say where it is." Xuanqing patted me and signaled not to speak again.

Xuanqing nodded and asked the old man, "Haha, thank you for your advice, but when you mention Yulongpo, you will see a cold light in your eyes. I don't know if there is any bitter hatred with him."

After listening to it, I read two Tang poems and knew where Yulongpo was. Before I figured out where it was, I began to talk about my family?

The old man shook his head and said to Xuanqing, "It doesn't matter, but I have been hiding in my heart for many years, which is also depressing."

It turned out that this old man was called Qin Liangji, nicknamed 'Tibetan Bodhisattva'. At that time, he was a famous beard in Changbai Mountain. He robbed his family and did all kinds of evil, but a group of people were abruptly removed by the Qipin leaves of Yulongpo and an unknown person.

After saying that, the old man shook his head and sighed for a while. I was very curious about what Qipinye had formed with him, but no matter how I begged him, he stopped talking.

I couldn't help being curious, but the old man was soft and hard, so he patted Xuanqing: "Oh! We also had a beard at the beginning, which was called a handsome girl who grabbed the water and played with the yellow flower girl..."

Wait until I finished speaking, the old man really couldn't suppress it and got up: "Nonsense, although Hu Er lived on that family robbery, how could 'the leader**' do that kind of business?"

Xuanqing smiled awkwardly: "This child's head was rolled up by the cow's hoofs when he was a child. Please forgive him for his child's words!"

I stared at Xuanqing, but the old man was tricked. He sighed and talked about the sad past of that turbulent era.

It is said that heroes come out in troubled times. In those years of smoke and internal disturbance, if you want to eat enough, wear warm clothes, and play with women, you have to grab other people's food, pick up other people's clothes, and sleep with other people's wives.

The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and the man hit the wall in a hurry. Qin Liangji was hungry and anxious. He pulled a vote for his brother and occupied the beard of the mountain as the king. It's not called a cottage, it's called 'quan zi', regardless of the seat, like a hemp rope, in terms of stocks. At that time, not all beards could occupy the mountain as kings, and most of them were still 'empty' (bandits).

However, Qin Liangji's shooting method is like a god. After smashing a few Shunyaoers (good business), he stood on his own mountain, but he was not as majestic as the mountain sculpture in Linhai Snowfield, and he also worried about eating every day.

Four beams and eight columns, divided into two rows, to study which one is rich, which is ruthless, and which is a single pass. What are the incisions of what to do? 'Buck sticks, cover white wolves, dig graves, and go up beams.' It means robbery, money, tomb robbery and theft.

On this day, the cold wind blew into my mouth as if I had choked toad smoke, and my cavity was painful. Qin Liangji paced in the house and hasn't hit a good kiln for months. If he doesn't do a large amount of work, he will disperse.

"The big head has a pestle (business)." Qin Liangji heard that the 'walking kiln' (stepping on the point) came back. He was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the door. The man entered the house and swept the snow on his shoes with a broom, took off his dog skin hat and said to him, "There is a money village in Qinghu Town, but it's too hot."

Qin Liangji frowned and asked, "Are you stunned?" Many people)

The man looked around and whispered, "But grabbing this ticket is enough for us to eat for a year. We can't catch up with a good deal in eight lifetimes."

Qin Liangji also lowered his voice: "Tell everyone to bring a pole (weapon) and uncover it!"

Beard doesn't always speak slang. He only says a word or two when he is afraid of moles when negotiating big things. Not all slang can speak slang and their stomachs are not full. How can they have the leisure to learn a foreign language?

The night is dark and windy, killing night, and the shy moon half covers the poisonous woman's face. Qin Liangji was ready and prepared the guys. He drove into Qinghu Town with a large group of people. Looking at the sad streets, Qin Liangji looked like a vicious wolf and saw that every place had meat. At this time, Brother Wu trotted all the way back and whispered to Qin Liangji for a while. Qin Liangji clicked after listening.

Tell everyone to copy the guy. If it doesn't work on the beam, smash it as a horizontal kiln. Qin Liangji looked at the door face of the Qianzhuang. There was a big house behind the four big words 'Wanlong Caizhuang' on the gold watch. The Qianzhuang was very well guarded, but after all, the facade was on the street and no one guarded it.

A beard fixes the plough plate on his buttocks, because guarding a tight place like this is asking for money and paying attention to one word, 'fast'. Two people picked up the person who tied the plow on both sides and threw it in the air. The iron plough attached to the weight of a living person and smashed the door and broke the window, which was easy. If you smash it hard with a blunt instrument, it will waste a lot of time.

'Hey' two men snorted, their big hands loosened, 'expanded', the window was smashed open, and the man flew back through the broken window. The beard outside opened the sack to fill the money, but the man did not move for a long time after entering. Qin Liangji waited anxiously and stretched out his head to take a look. It was okay not to look at it. He almost didn't drop his chin at a glance.

This is not a bank. It's obviously a coffin shop. The beard that just entered was torn apart by something, and half of his body hung on the beam. Qin Liangji saw something wrong and hurriedly shouted, "The wind is tight!"

The beard behind him was unknown, but the big owner ordered him to do so. Knowing that the situation was not good, he drew guns one after another and was about to escape from the town. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting behind him: "Where do you want to run?"

Qin Liangji quickly looked back and saw a smiling young man holding a cigarette gun in his hand and smoking. Qin Liangji said to himself, "He is not big, but the cigarette gun is not short."

Just as he was about to order everyone to shoot, the man had rushed into the crowd. Under the left and right swing of the smoke gun, his brains burst and died without shouting.

In a short time, he knocked down seven or eight people. Qin Liangji scolded his bad luck and encountered a stubble. But after all, the mountain king was the mountain king, so he did not mess up. He slowly pulled out the bastard box around his waist, raised his hand and hit the man's shoulder.

The name of Qin Liangji's 'Tibet Bodhisattva' is not for nothing, but he still broke out in a cold sweat. He never fired a second shot. He was killed with one shot, but this man escaped the key point.

The man's shoulder hurts and he can't stand steadily, but his mouth is rolled with a big hand, which is forced to overturn one. After punching the good master to death, Qin Liangji ordered him to catch him alive. After the man was shot, he was out of power and was soon captured by everyone and set up next to Qin Liangji.

Qin Liangji was so hateful that he kicked the man's leg. The man snorted and half knelt on the ground. Qin Liangji swung his big hand and slapped him twice and scolded, "You monkey, you really have two things to do. What's your name?" After saying that, he gave the man a big thunderbolt.

The man looked at Qin Liangji viciously, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and said to him, "Hey hey, your grandfather's name is Guo Gunling. Where did the wild beard come from? How dare you go to Wanlong Shouzhuang to rob it."

After listening to the sound of the man's brain, Qin Liangji heard that this Wanlong Shouzhuang specially decorated the dead and made a condom for the dead. In order to get an auspicious word, it was called Wanlong 'Cai' (the material of the same coffin) Zhuang. He cursed for bad luck. The brother must have seen 'money' and opened his eyes and thought it was Qianzhuang. Although this Wanlong Shouzhuang is a business of killing people, there are subcolons all over the country, and the people in the village are also extremely mysterious. I heard that I can do it twice, but this time I have seen it.

But it is difficult to ride a tiger. If you don't break this person, you can't stand up, but if you kill this person, you are afraid of offending Wanlong Shouzhuang. In a hurry, he raised his gun and put the brother Wra down. He was so angry that he didn't care what he could do. First of all, he ruined this guy.

You are going to shoot at Guo Gunling's forehead.' Ah, with a scream, Qin Liangji saw that he killed another person from nowhere, holding a long sword, cold, like a tiger entering the sheep. This time, Qin Liangji was dumbfounded. What his mother's age, either a cigarette gun or a cold weapon of a long sword, and he played so hard. It's even smarter than holding a cigarette gun.

Qin Liangji watched his former brothers being put down one by one. He was anxious and drew a gun and was about to shoot. Unexpectedly, the man had rushed forward and put his sword against his neck.

The blade touched the skin, as if it had fallen into an ice hole, shivered, and scratched a blood stain on the neck. Looking at the man who was about 30 or 40 years old, his expression was desolate. Because of the fight just now, he also kept gasping and said to Qin Liangji, "Don't do this immoral thing in the future. I won't kill you today, but it's not too late to go back and disperse your clothes. It's not too late to look back."

Qin Liangji's face trembled and asked, "Who are you!"

"People passing by!"

After saying that, he put away his sword and helped GuoGunling up and sank into the darkness. Looking at the bodies beside him, there were only five or six people left in the 40s, and there was a chill in his heart.

But I saw a package falling on the ground. I thought it was dropped when the man was fighting just now. When I opened it, there was a long-lived lock engraved with '100 years of life' engraved on the front and only the word 'ginger' on the back.

Qin Liangji didn't have time to pay attention to these. He was about to escape from the wrong land with the remnants, but he heard the shouts behind him. At first sight, the Japanese heard the gunshots and rushed over. One person beside him had been shot and fell to the ground. Qin Liangji ran madly. He was seeing a family. Several people hid in without thinking about it and saw that there was a pair of small people in the house. Both of them, without blinking their eyes, raised their guns and collapsed.

The footsteps of the Japanese running outside the house were getting closer and closer. Qin Liangji was anxious and felt the world spinning. At this time, several people around him changed their magazines and said to him, "The big owner, you usually treat your brothers well. We will pave a bloody road for you, and you rush out."

Without waiting for Qin Liangji to answer, several people rushed out, but as soon as they went out, they were beaten into a sieve by a string of bullets. At this moment, Qin Liangji took the brazier on the ground and went to the kitchen to scoop up a ladle of water. He ran out of the door and threw out the brazier in his hand. The red charcoal spread out in mid-air like a flower. Even though the Japanese soldiers were well trained, they were also shocked by his inexplicable behavior.

Qin Liangji immediately poured the cold water into the air. The cold water was receiving the charcoal scattered down, and the sound of 'hising' was endless, and the charcoal rose from the snow. Qin Liangji ran wildly under the cover of moisture, but the bullet chased his heel. However, the only thing he can do now is to run.

I don't know how long I ran, but I only knew that there was no gunfire behind me. He looked at the snowflakes floating all over the sky and reached out to catch a piece, but it melted in the palm of his hand. The pine and cypress are still so green, standing straight in the snow. He fell on the snow.

I don't know how long it took. He woke up and saw that it was in a warm room. An old lady was holding a bowl of sweet potato porridge and sending spoon by spoon to his mouth. I don't know what it was in her heart. With tears in his eyes and nothing to say, he got up and knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

It turned out that the old man of this family cut wood and saved him from fainting when he came home. Since then, he has lived there and helped the old man cut trees and farm. The old couple didn't know what he was from, but they saw that the young man was good and able to endure hardships, so they may have given his daughter to him and made him an inverted son-in-law.

But he has always been worried about that incident. After many ways, he finally knew that the rudder of Wanlong Shouzhuang was in Yulongpo. It took him half a year to avenge that year, but suddenly he thought of the virtuous daughter-in-law and the newborn baby, and his heart fluttered.

The family relationship finally defeated the hatred, but returned to the village but was in a mess. The Japanese were roaring and inserting the excited steel knife into the villagers' chest. Qin Liangji was anxious, pressing down a Japanese officer, grabbing the pistol, and constantly pulling the trigger.

The seeds of anger sprouted from the muzzle and hit the Japanese skull with the smoke of revenge.

When he got home, his strong wife had committed suicide, and his son was hidden in the rice jar, and his face turned green.

Blood water, as the melting snow keeps flowing, I don't know which season a beautiful Du Juan will bloom, just to commemorate the crying and swollen eyes.

After listening to a sigh, although good and evil will eventually be rewarded, it came too fast and beat the frequency of the heartbeat. Maybe everything has cause and effect. If there is no cause and effect, we can't save him, and we won't know where Yulongpo is, although I still don't know where Yulongpo is.

The person who saved Qipin Ye at the beginning may be Jiang Banxian, but in order not to make trouble, he did not say it. But what is Jiang Banxian going to do in Changbai Mountain? Ten thousand people didn't stop knocking on my skull.