Republic of China

Chapter 196 Instant Kill
In the middle of the night, an old man was walking down the street holding a pipa in his arms, which was very strange in itself.

Coupled with the fact that Qi Sihai, a gifted man, had an urge while playing the pipa, this immediately aroused the vigilance of the two spies.

What is the purpose of the little devil?

I would rather kill the mistake and not let it go.

No matter whether it has anything to do with the Sunjiawan incident or not, let's take the person back first. Anyway, at least it proves that this old man is not a simple man, and it is a great achievement that he can develop into a traitor and a scoundrel.

There is indeed nothing wrong with the idea, because the British Empire gave a model example. In India, the effect of using local governance and exploitation of local people was surprisingly good. It was the same in Yanhuang. Just copy it last night.

"Your Excellency, please don't make a toast - don't you want to eat?"

The two little Japanese spies were trying to control Qi Sihai on the left and right, but suddenly they felt like the world was spinning.

They said the last two words head to head, cheek to cheek.

Qi Sihai naturally passed through the two headless corpses, still thinking about how to break Mo Wenshan's Three Emperors Sword.

A palm-sized shadow puppet flew back into his cuffs, as if he had just farted.

Instant kill!

It's not that the two little devils are too weak. Even the low-level disciples of the Summoning Soul Shrine have a few skills. Coupled with their status as spies, their abilities are far beyond ordinary people.

Unfortunately, they really can't afford to offend this little old man.

Although he was beaten by Mo Wenshan, he still had to look at his opponent.

Who are the people in Qi Sihai?
The old pipa spirit from the northwest who has been famous for many years is both good and evil, and he kills people without blinking an eye.

Not to mention, Brother Zhao Sanyuan and others couldn't defeat him together, so these two little devils gave away their lives for nothing.

And the butterfly named cause and effect has already flapped its wings.

The high leader got acquainted with Zhao Sanyuan and others, and Yiguandao set up a trap to ambush the high head. Zhao Sanyuan and others set up an ambush to counterattack. Zhang Dashuai offered bonuses in Daqinglou. Zhao Sanyuan and others fought a fierce battle in Sunjiawan to kill two onmyoji masters. Qi Sihai avenged his apprentice in the East. To add fuel to the flames, Zhao Sanyuan and others entered the situation. After learning about it, the little devil sent people to investigate. When he met Qi Sihai, who was defeated and left, he wanted to take the little old man away for interrogation. However, Qi Sihai thought that these people were the inheritors of the Three Emperors who coveted Mowen Mountain. In order to If he can kill Mo Wenshan himself, Qi Sihai will kill them and silence them
Whether it is good fate or bad fate, the old saying goes.

Fate is destined, no one can control it at all.

The seemingly unrelated threads of fate formed the most beautiful misunderstanding by chance. Qi Sihai initially just wanted to avenge his apprentice and kill Zhao Sanyuan and the other boys, but he unknowingly helped them attract the most dangerous firepower.

Just across the street, in the shadows, there is a little Japanese spy watching everything.

Did this dispute, which was constantly being resolved and turned into chaos, start from the old Li's house in Fangshengou?
Maybe earlier but not necessarily.
But does it matter?

unimportant.

So what if Qi Sihai knew that he would be wrong?

Why, the kid can't be killed?

You'll die if you interrupt my train of thought!
There are two more headless corpses in Fengtian City at night. Ordinary people don't know that the new day is no different from the past.

The haunting incident at Dongda University has completely subsided. The female students all thought that the cool guy in floral pudding had chased away the ghosts, and their eyes filled with tears.

It's almost the same.

Those aborted babies were indeed handled by my brothers.

However, no one in the school knew what happened next, except for a few senior leaders who happened to be watching the fun.

However, Zhao Sanyuan and others did not intend to become famous through this. They left their clothes after the matter was over, and there were more important things waiting to be done.

The morning of the twelfth lunar month is cold and refreshing.

After it snowed all night, Fengtian City was covered in silver and smoke was faint.

In the winter season, most people don't have to work in the fields, and they can't do it even if they want to. The ground is frozen and hard.

Therefore, in the worst weather, the area outside the customs is the busiest and most smoky. You can buy everything you want in the morning market.

They may be chatting in groups or gangs, with all kinds of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, but most of them are filled with comfortable smiles.

When you are in a good mood, you hear the chirping of birds in the trees, which is like the sound of nature. When you are in a bad mood, you want to burn the birds and the trees.

Yes, humans have such double standards.

Zhao Sanyuan was obviously in a good mood. In front of a certain breakfast stall, he laughed when a wild dog peeed on his trousers and didn't take it seriously at all.

In the past, you wouldn't have been able to chase wild dogs back to urinate, right?

The whistle sounded from far away, and Li Wansong arrived riding a bucket. Shen Yutong sat in the bucket. Judging from his complexion, he must have had a good sleep last night.

"Sanyuan, I won't be polite to you. I won't say thank you. This is what you asked for. The young marshal got it for you personally." Li Wansong handed over the two small boxes.

Shen Yutong handed over a few Dazhongjiu cigarettes and said gratefully: "I know you are very busy, but you must get together during the Chinese New Year. Xiaohua and I want to thank you personally."

"Don't take it to heart." Zhao Sanyuan patted his waist, "If you really want to thank me, just ask Xiao Lizi to give me more bullets. They are almost gone."

I have a gun in my pocket, so I don’t panic.

Although firearms are not invincible, they are really versatile.

"Okay, let's take care of it later. There is also the matter of Dongda University. According to the coordinates you marked, the bodies of the 27 fallen infants have been properly collected and are tentatively buried north of Jinshan Mountain in Sujiatun. If you have other ideas, you can Adjustment."

Zhao Sanyuan nodded, "Let's do it this way. There is no need to give me a grand burial to save my face. We don't owe those children anything. We just need to truly lay them to rest."

Follow your heart in everything, and it is easy to go too far if you are too deliberate.

Aborted babies are miserable, but they must clearly distinguish their responsibilities. No one owes them except their parents. Being able to help them is already an act of kindness.

"When you have time, go back and tell Fifth Sister and ask her to prepare an extra room. It's best to put a pot on the kang. If the wine is not enough, please ask Fifth Sister to buy some. Oh, by the way, some Harbin red sausage, I can use it."

Li Wansong asked in surprise, "Have friends arrived? How about I go to the restaurant and take a bath to feel comfortable after drinking."

Zhao Sanyuan blew out a smoke ring and said, "Farewell, this person has a weird temper and is afraid that you won't be able to serve him well before he cuts you off."

"Who is it? His temper is worse than yours?"

"My master is also Lao Kang's master."

!!!

Li Wansong was shocked and immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Brother, don't worry! I will handle this matter myself this afternoon, and I will definitely make it impossible for the old man to find fault!"

Although the amount of information is too huge and I have never met the legendary master, you can tell by looking at the abilities of Zhao Sanyuan and Lao Kang.

What kind of immortal figure is their master?

Sanyuan could arrange for him to live in the Li family, so he really didn't act like an outsider.

Moved and worried.

Li Wansong stopped talking nonsense and took Shen Yutong to Zhongjie. He must eat all the most authentic Harbin red sausages in Fengtian City.

And Zhao Sanyuan strolled around humming a little tune.

What makes him so approachable is naturally that the two most important people in his life are back by his side.

Arriving at the backyard of the Lu family medicine shop, the decrepit father Lu was sitting in the courtyard, drinking from a large bowl and eating meat. He was not worried about his son almost burping, as if he was celebrating the Chinese New Year. "My good nephew is here? I said you don't need to bother me. There's no need to ask for favors."

Zhao Sanyuan handed over the two small boxes, "Xiucai is my brother. It's right to work hard for him. These two boxes of morphine are from the military. If it can make him suffer less, I hope he will suffer less."

Not to mention how expensive morphine is these days, its structure has just been finalized a few years ago, and it is in short supply among the great powers.

It's really a wild way to get two boxes of morphine.

"By the way, uncle, if you drink it the way you do, your body will be able to withstand the pain. It'll be just fine. Don't drink it all day long."

"Look at what you said, nephew, I'm so happy." Father Lu lowered his voice and said, "Since you guys came back from Sunjiawan, you killed two little devils Onmyoji in one trip. The sky has eyes! You! Can I be beautiful? It’s a pity that I can’t take their dog heads back to pay tribute to my father and eldest son.”

Zhao Sanyuan felt a little helpless.

In Lu's father's heart, I am afraid that the blood feud has long surpassed everything else, but there is no way to evaluate this matter, let alone to persuade people to be generous, otherwise it will be thunderous.

"Xiucai, he really doesn't have anything important to do?"

"Don't worry. Although I can't lift a three-foot sword with my old bones, my medical skills are pretty good. And since he is my only son, I guarantee that he will be alive and kicking in less than three months."

Zhao Sanyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night was too dangerous. If Lao Kangshi didn't give him an emergency injection to stop the bleeding, he might not have been able to survive Lu's father's rescue.

"Okay, uncle, you drink first, and I'll go in and see the scholar."

The house is warm as spring.

A kettle was boiling on the stove, sizzling.

Lu Xiucai was still sleeping on the bed. Although his face was pale, he was much better than last night. The bandage on his chest was wrapped three times inside and three times outside, like a silkworm chrysalis, and the smell of medicine was pungent.

Lao Kang was sitting on the edge of the bed, snoring, his saliva dripping all over the floor, and he looked really exhausted.

But Zhao Sanyuan was not used to his faults. He first breathed hot air into his palm, and then slapped Lao Kang on the forehead.

"Is it time for dinner?" Lao Kang was alerted by the slap and looked around blankly. When he felt Zhao Sanyuan's unkind eyes, he quickly smiled in apology.

"What's wrong, brother? Are you in a bad mood?"

"Heh, you don't have anything to say to me?"

Happy is really happy, angry is really angry.

It's been hidden for so long.

The feeling of loneliness without anyone around me is very sad.

Is your kid already by your side?

Lao Kang smiled bitterly. He didn't name him because he felt sorry for his brother and there was always a knot in his heart.

"Don't tell me yet?"

"Where can I say that?"

"From the beginning!"

"Remember that year when I was one month old - don't do anything, don't do anything. The main thing is that you probably know what happened to me in the past. It was you who helped me out and beat up the kids who bullied me."

Only then did Zhao Sanyuan put down a slap as big as a cattail leaf fan.

Of course he has not forgotten the scene of the first encounter, because it was his first real battle since he could remember.

That year, I was too bored in the mountains, so I went out to play secretly. When I arrived in a village, I saw a "weirdo" wandering around. I thought someone's bandage had become a spirit, and I almost used a fire charm to burn him. Only to find out it was a living person.

Before the young Zhao Sanyuan could burst out laughing, he saw a bunch of naughty kids punching and kicking the bandaged man. Lao Kang was not tall enough for a small man, let alone those of the same age. Children a few years younger than him looked better than him. Big circle.

As the saying goes, a dragon begets a dragon and a phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes.

Although Zhao Sanyuan was young, San Shura's temperament and temperament did not matter regardless of age. In addition, at that time, he still fantasized about becoming a great hero. When he saw this situation, of course he roared when he saw injustice and directly joined the battle group.

It was said that it was a battle group, but in fact it was Lao Kang who was being beaten passively. He was tortured by the wind disease and basically had no strength to resist. It was Zhao Sanyuan who was outnumbered and slashed left and right with a small peach wood sword and beat up those naughty kids. Crying for father and mother.

It's just that two fists can't beat four hands. He won, but it was a miserable victory. He himself was beaten with bruises and swollen face.

Adhering to the style of being a great hero, Zhao Sanyuan did good deeds without leaving his name and walked away. Little did he know how deep a psychological shock he had left on Lao Kang at that time, and he thought he was a heavenly soldier sent by the gods.

Unexpectedly, not long after, they met by chance in the mountains.

The gears of fate began to turn, and something interesting was coming.

Lao Kang sighed, his eyes half sighing and half helpless, "When Master found me, I was already close to death. I hadn't had any water for three days, and the medicine on my body hadn't been changed for a long time. He asked me if I wanted to I am willing to be his apprentice and learn his skills, and when I recover, I can personally burn paper to pay homage to my parents. I have no reason to disagree. Later, when my condition improved slightly, I secretly went down the mountain to exchange some paper money, and then I met you."

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Sanyuan thought of a key question, "How long did it take from the time you kowtowed to become a disciple to the time you sneaked down the mountain?"

"Almost a year, no less than ten months anyway."

"."

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, you can continue." Zhao Sanyuan rolled his eyes. If that's the case, Lao Kang started becoming a master a month or two earlier than him. Although he was taken away by his master from his infancy, in the true sense It takes a few years to kowtow and become a disciple. You can't just learn skills without knowing how to walk.

your mother's!

I thought he was my junior brother and I was my senior brother.

The identity in the master's sect is to be followed for life. Whoever is a senior brother will always be a senior brother. In the absence of a senior uncle or uncle, if the master dies one day, the junior brother must listen to the senior brother. This is the rule.

"Oh, later on, Master found me and took me to the mine to pay homage. This fulfilled my wish. Otherwise, I would have been thinking about running away. After the remembrance ceremony was over, I would honestly stop sneaking around. Going down the mountain.”

Zhao Sanyuan slapped his thigh and suddenly realized.

"No wonder! No wonder the old man disappeared for several days and didn't come back. You don't know how scared I was that day. I was afraid that he would find me sneaking out and I didn't dare to sleep all night."

After a little reconciliation, it gradually became clearer.

Lao Kang smiled and said, "It's just that I didn't expect to meet you again. That day I was making poop in the bushes, and I saw you insisting on letting a stupid roe deer call you daddy. If it doesn't call, you chase it and beat it."

Zhao Sanyuan sneered, "You have the nerve to say that? You didn't bring any paper with you, and you even pulled off a piece of bandage to wipe your butt. The most cruel thing was to rub it with a leaf, and then wrapped it back again. I thought to myself, you are really a talent. .”

It can't be said that they are sympathetic to each other.

At least they are attracted to each other.

After checking the accounts, Zhao Sanyuan finally understood why the old man disappeared from time to time, and he taught Lao Kang when he was teaching himself.

The brothers are actually not far apart, just two hills apart, but Mo Wenshan told the two disciples that they were not allowed to reveal where they lived to outsiders.

Whether it was to prevent outsiders or to prevent the two brothers from knowing the truth is unclear.

"I'm confused, why didn't the old man put us together? Running back and forth to exercise?" Zhao Sanyuan's face was full of questions. He really couldn't understand the master's intention of doing this. He had never heard that the master taught his disciples in two separate mountains. , is it because he is afraid that he will bully Lao Kang because of his bad temper?

Speaking of this, Lao Kang's eyes were filled with guilt.

"Do you still remember that year when it rained continuously and we were trapped in a mountain stream?"

(End of this chapter)