I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 64
Nanfang Type 8 [-]MM semi-automatic pistol, commonly known as bastard box.

This pistol was the standard equipment of the Japanese army back then.

Its most famous place is that it has a lot of failures, and it is jokingly called a pistol that often breaks down when committing suicide.

At this moment, Sun Jinzhong's eyes kept falling on the bastard box that was taken out from the wooden box, and the dozen or so bullets that matched it.

This bastard box, after years of precipitation, has already had a lot of rust on the barrel.

Perhaps the gun was left in the wooden box by those Japanese soldiers because of a malfunction back then, and did not take it away with them.

"What? Brother Zhong, have you taken a fancy to this thing? This is a dangerous item. If you keep this thing privately, if someone reports it, you will have to go in and stay there for a year or so!"

Chen Hai on the side also squatted down beside the wooden box.

Seeing Sun Jinzhong with shining eyes, how could he not know what was going on in this guy's mind!
To be honest, guns are inherently attractive to young people like him and Sun Jinzhong.

However, Chen Hai has good self-control.

He knows what the core values ​​of socialism are, and he will never touch anything that may violate the law unless he is forced to do so.

"I'm afraid, folks, there are too many of them!"

"How many of the teenagers in our village haven't made powder guns to play with?"

"I've been thinking about getting a real gun, your cousin, for a long time, but I haven't found the way!"

"Old Cousin, in the middle of the night, I followed you to dig a hole in the barren mountains and fields. There is no credit but hard work."

"Let me discuss with you, I don't want anything in the wooden box, but this bastard box and these bullets, what do you think?"

After a few dry laughs, Sun Jinzhong tentatively opened his mouth and asked Chen Hai.

The ban on guns has actually been enacted for a long time.

However, in these small counties below, the management in this area has not been too strict.

Suburban villages like Yanbei Village are a little better, and there are basically no firearms.

In that kind of remote mountain village, it is absolutely simple and easy to find a few shotguns.

In this day and age, if an old lady set up a stall to play balloons, she would be taken away for possession of guns and sentenced to ten or eight years. Such an outrageous thing would definitely not happen.

"Brother Zhong, if you want this bastard box, just take it!"

"This thing, you gave it to me, I think it's not easy to handle."

Smiling, Chen Hai added: "Don't want anything else, you want this thing, I hope you don't regret it in the future!"

Beside the wooden box, those bottles and cans that Sun Jinzhong didn't like, while speaking, Chen Hai had already roughly checked them.

Although the appearance is average and the quality is not good, these bottles and jars seem to be old, and they can barely be regarded as antiques.

Chen Hai doesn't know much about antiques.

However, by the dim candlelight, he found the words [Qianlong Annual System] near the mouth of one of the jars.

In his opinion, the bottles and jars in front of him are more or less worth some money.

It is for this reason that at this moment, he speaks kindly and reminds Sun Jinzhong.

"There's nothing to regret about it. Apart from this gun, I don't care about anything else."

"Put this thing on your waist, and walk around the street, how majestic and domineering it is!"

"Those old gangsters on the street, after seeing this thing on my waist, in front of me, I'm afraid they have to be respectful and call Brother Zhong!"

Hehe laughed a few times, Sun Jinzhong said triumphantly.

While speaking, he stood up, put on a show, and pinned the rusty bastard box on the waist of his trousers.

Looking at Sun Jinzhong whose gun barrel was tucked into his trousers, only half of the gun handle was exposed, Chen Hai had a weird face.

He opened his mouth and reminded him kindly: "Brother Zhong, why don't you check to see if there are any bullets inside, and just stuff this thing into your pants?"

"A gun like bastard box is notorious for being easy to misfire!"

"Don't you worry. There are bullets in the gun. If you accidentally fire it, it will kill your dick with one shot?"

Speaking of this, Chen Hai, who had already covered his mouth, couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"what……"

Sun Jinzhong was shocked, and quickly took the bastard box out of his trouser waist.

After fiddling with it for a while, he took out the magazine inside and made sure that there were no bullets in it before he felt relieved.

"Brother Zhong, I have no objection if you want a gun and bullets."

"But I have to remind you, you'd better hide these things better, don't take them out casually, but don't get caught inside because of this!"

Chen Hai spoke again and warned.

"Don't worry, old cousin, I know how to do things properly."

"If there is an eventuality, if something happens, I will take care of it alone, and it will never involve you!"

Carefree, Sun Jinzhong responded casually.

He had carefully put away the bullets he found in the wooden box, and he also pinned the bastard box back to his waist again.

Sun Jinzhong had already said that, and it was hard for Chen Hai to continue.

After all, my cousin is already in his early twenties, and he is no longer a child.

He should know what to do and what not to do.

As my cousin, if I really want to talk too much, maybe it will dislike him and make him feel disgusted.

Taking off his shirt, Chen Hai carefully wrapped the six or seven bottles and cans.

As for the tin cans containing the military rations, he was naturally not interested, so he ignored them.

"Brother Zhong, help me, just dig a hole in this cave and bury that skeleton!"

Putting the coat that covered the bottles and cans aside, Chen Hai greeted Sun Jinzhong.

"Just bury it here? Don't you bury it outside?"

Sun Jinzhong was taken aback and asked.

Chen Hai had told him about burying the bones when he first got into the cave, and he had no objection.

At this moment when he spoke, it was just a little doubt in his heart.

"Let her be buried in the ground and save her dead body in the cave. I have done my best."

"I'm not her descendant, so it's not my duty to choose a feng shui place for her burial!"

Smiling, Chen Hai explained casually.

With a bastard box pinned to his trouser waist, Sun Jinzhong was full of energy, and his courage seemed to have grown a lot.

After digging a small earthen pit, he actually knew how to help out by moving the bones left by the woman in the flower dress to the earthen pit.

After burying the bones, the two elder cousins ​​restored the cave that they had dug to roughly its previous appearance.

They were busy until around twelve o'clock in the evening, when Sun Jinzhong and Chen Hai, carrying shovels on their backs, embarked on the journey back with their respective harvests.

(End of this chapter)