The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2035 The Missed Search

On the mountain, in a dilapidated Taoist temple, a man was lying on his side on a haystack.

His clothes had been taken off and there were dried blood stains on his body.

But his chest and back were wrapped in rags, and black ointment was visible where the rags touched his skin.

His sleeping posture was rather strange, as he was tied to a fallen log beside him with khaki strips of cloth, and was actually fixed in place!

His eyes were tightly closed, and if the faint breath could be considered his only source of life, it gave people the feeling of a kerosene lamp when its oil was running out, flickering and ready to be blown out by the wind at any time.

That person was Shang Zhen.

There was a small fire at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and a broken ceramic basin was being roasted on it. There was a black and sticky paste in the ceramic basin, which gave off a strong herbal smell.

"Boy, you are still alive today, you are really lucky!" There was a man lying with his legs crossed on the firewood pile in the corner of the room.

But the tone of his voice was as if he hated Shang Zhen for not dying, or that Shang Zhen, who was covered in scars, made him feel disgusted.

Because he was lying in the firewood pile, the firewood was very soft and the fluffy grass covered his face, but revealed the bun on top of his head with a wooden hairpin in the middle.

The era when Chinese people wore long braids is a thing of the past. Although it is still backward, nowadays a man who can grow long hair and tie it into a bun with a hairpin can only be a Taoist priest.

But because of the fluffy hay blocking the view, who knows what the face behind the licorice looks like?
Maybe it's an immortal look, or maybe it's just an ordinary face with a relatively flat nose for a Chinese.

Perhaps the Taoist priest was also a little annoyed, and after a while, he suddenly shouted, "That kid in the yard is being lazy again! Hurry up and chop firewood for me!"

Just after he shouted, someone responded in the woods outside the Taoist temple. That person was Daquanzi who disappeared with Shang Zhen.

At this time, Daquanzi was holding the 20-shot box gun that originally belonged to Shang Zhen on his shoulder and aiming it into the distance.

The Taoist temple is not big and is usually hidden in the shade of trees, but the location of Daquanzi is an open space among the trees.

This Taoist temple was originally built on a hillside, so Daquanzi can now see the foot of the mountain.

The three points formed a straight line. At this time, Daquanzi was looking at a few black dots at the foot of the mountain. They were people. If those people kept going up the mountain, they would walk into the Taoist temple.

Daquanzi didn't know how to shoot a gun. His current posture was just the result of watching Shang Zhen shooting at the Japanese devils and then he copied himself.

It was impossible for Shang Zhen to teach him how to shoot a gun, because Shang Zhen had been unconscious since he rescued him here.

During this period, Shang Zhen woke up several times, but that was definitely not the time to ask Shang Zhen how to shoot a gun.

"Boy, don't be perfunctory to your Taoist master! If you don't move, the Taoist master will burn down this Taoist temple!" The Taoist's dissatisfied voice was heard again from the dilapidated Taoist temple.

"I'm listening!" Daquanzi responded helplessly, and finally stopped shooting, put the box gun with the belt on the ground, and picked up a rusty axe at his feet and walked to the wall of the Taoist temple, where there were wooden boxes he had chopped. Daquanzi practiced aiming with the gun, pointing at the figures at the bottom of the mountain. Of course, he would not shoot, and he had never fired a single shot until now!

He aimed at the people at the foot of the mountain, and the principle was the same as when he talked to him about the plants and trees in the mountains. It was just a target to aim at.

But how could those people he had just aimed at know that someone had been pointing a gun at them? At this time, the person leading the team sighed and turned around and walked back. She was Leng Xiaozhi!
Today is Leng Xiaozhi's last day of searching for Shang Zhen, and it is also the farthest place she has ever reached.

She and her group had previously arrived at a small village at the foot of the mountain.

There were even fewer residents in the small village, with only 13 households in total. In that small village, they still had not received any news about Shang Zhen.

However, one family said that there was a dilapidated Taoist temple on this mountain. Sometimes the temple was empty, and sometimes they would see smoke coming out of the temple, which meant that an old Taoist would occasionally live there.

So Leng Xiaozhi and his friends who originally planned to go up the mountain came to find this Taoist temple.

But when they reached the foot of the mountain, Leng Xiaozhi changed her mind. Her realization told her that she could not take these people up the mountain again.

But he did not forget that the Japanese army did not come to collect the bodies in the Battle of Wujiaopo!
As far as Leng Xiaozhi knew, it was impossible for the Japanese devils to let their people die in the wilderness. You know, up to now, the Japanese invaders are still the dominant party in the war.

The reason why they didn't come to clean up was simply because Wujiaopo was far enough away from the Japanese stronghold.

But once the Japanese army really comes to collect the bodies, regardless of how many troops they bring, the people in the nearby villages will definitely suffer!

He must not just organize a team and then "hide" away to look for his lover when the village needs them.

In fact, Leng Xiaozhi has been struggling with this issue for the past two days: should she go find Shang Zhen or take care of the common people first? Now that she has reached the foot of the mountain and no longer moves forward, she turns back. It just so happens that she has reached this point in her inner struggle.

"Sister, let's go up and take a look, what if we can find it?" Sun Baoer came up from behind and advised.

"Let's not look for it anymore. We've been out for too long! Besides, it's not completely hopeless. After all, we haven't seen that thing yet, right?" Leng Xiaozhi could only say this.

As he said this, he suddenly remembered that Shang Zhen had said something similar to him when they were alone together.

Shang Zhen's words basically mean that I have hundreds of people under my command, and I have to take care of this and that, and I also have to take care of the common people. How can it be as worry-free as when we are together? So I'd rather not grow up!

Leng Xiaozhi of course knew that Shang Zhen was just complaining, so she didn't use any moral principles to persuade Shang Zhen. She knew very well that if she just used moral principles, Shang Zhen would be able to say the same things.

So her reply to Shang Zhen at that time was, who wants to be with you every day? If I were to be with you every day, I wouldn’t be able to stand up, and my thighs are still sore now!
This is something that people like them who have been through it know. Shang Zhen’s answer at that time was, if you move around a little more, the soreness won’t come anymore!

So next, Leng Xiaozhi suddenly thought of a classic sentence about men while she was intoxicated. Or rather, the sentence only had a few words: "Humph! Men!"

But the sweetness of the past seems so far away now, "I don't know where the person has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." When Leng Xiaozhi recalled the sweetness of the past, he didn't know why, but there was a sense of bitterness in his heart.