The country is broken

"It's very ancient!" Zhang Cai became more and more curious about the extraordinary achievements of this weapon.

"What an ancient idea, it's clearly intentional! When I turn around, I'll find someone to engrave 'Zhumo' on it in small seals!" Li Wei thought while wiping away his cold sweat. It's a heinous crime for not leaving a name for his fighting thorn. .

Li Wei generously handed the fighting thorns in his hand to Zhang Cai and other condolences and propaganda team members to watch. Watching the treasure of the town team of the 12th district team at such a close distance, the legend that it was attached to the weapon and harvested the lives of an unknown number of Japanese and puppet soldiers , much more attractive than those machine gun cannons.

After the fighting thorns were turned around in everyone's hands, and after playing with them for a while, the team leader Zhang Cai returned the fighting thorns to Li Wei with some reluctance.

"Report! Someone is found to be carrying out superstitious activities in the market!" A soldier pushed through the crowd and reported to Li Wei. [

As the overall person in charge of the safety of the market, Li Wei frowned, waved his hand and said, "Take me to see!"

In the base area, there are usually a few old ladies with small feet chatting, and occasionally burning incense and worshiping Buddha for fun. These small activities will not be interfered by the Eighth Route Army. The ghosts and spirits have their own materialism to verify. The small earth temple at the entrance of the village is mostly a training ground for the militia and the main force, and even a test object for artillery targets and blasting operations. What his fighters called superstitious activities must have gone too far.

Since the locust plague broke out in North China at the beginning of last year, many ordinary people not only failed to find a way to fight against the overwhelming locust swarms, but instead set up incense burners to pray for mercy from the "gods". There are also a few people with ulterior motives spreading rumors everywhere. Smearing the Eighth Route Army for its lack of benevolence and morality caused divine punishment. After the soldiers and people from all over the country tried various methods to suppress the locust plague, the rumors finally collapsed, and the so-called "god insects" gradually lost their market. Ordinary people outside of China believe in it.However, premeditated superstitious activities in the base areas will still be strictly controlled by the Eighth Route Army.

Squeezing through a few rows of shops, in the temporary shop area outside the market, Li Wei saw a group of ordinary people crowded into a cell, and could hear the bells ringing inside, the smell of burning, and some incomprehensible bits and pieces. Broken thoughts.

Putting his head in and looking in the middle, Li Wei curled his lips, the activities inside were really not creative at all.Several men dressed similarly to Taoist priests brandished wooden swords and copper coin swords.Muttering to himself, surrounded by a square table, besides an incense burner, there was an unidentifiable idol on top of the table, and there was a red lacquer box in front of the incense burner, from time to time, some common people walked to the futon in front of the altar table Kneeling and throwing money into the red lacquer box, the Taoist priest next to him burned a talisman paper from a joss stick, mixed the paper ash with water and used a bowl to give the incense money to the common people, and the Taoist priest sold amulets on the side.

There is also a sand table beside the altar.It seems that it is also used to ask God for divination.

A soldier standing outside the circle saw Li Wei approaching.Immediately shouted to the crowd: "Hey, what do you do?!" He couldn't stand this kind of knowledge superstition at all.

Seeing soldiers with rifles on their backs, those faithful men and women immediately stepped aside with some scruples.The scene of singing, reciting, and fighting suddenly became cold.

"Pindao is the Fuyun of the Seven Star Altar under the Yiguandao sect. He is here to drive away evil spirits and cure illnesses for the common people, seeking blessings and avoiding disasters." A fat Taoist came to his senses first, and explained after bowing to the warrior.

"You can't engage in superstitious activities here. This is fooling the masses. Pack up your things immediately and leave here." Soldiers who have studied Marxism-Leninism naturally do not believe in ghosts and gods, so they unceremoniously issued orders to expel guests. The Taoist didn't have the face of inciting the masses to spread rumors, otherwise he would have found someone to take them to the district team headquarters for review.

An old man among the crowd that surrounded the army pointed at the soldier and said dissatisfiedly: "Young man, you don't eat as much salt as I do. What do you know?! The Taoist leader is very good."

Before the fat Taoist could open his mouth, he could hear all the good men and women around him accusing the warrior, spitting and spitting.

"That's right, the little devil knows what a fart, he has no hair on his mouth, he doesn't understand anything, what should he do if he offends the Great Immortal, the Great Immortal will bring disaster."

"I think Master Fuyun is jealous of doing good things for us common people. He is a great fairy."

"You guys..." The soldier who brought Li Wei was stunned as soon as he opened his mouth. It was the first time he saw such a troublesome person, and he was so angry that he couldn't even utter a word.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

"Ah! The soldier is going to beat someone!"

"Eight ways are beating people, it's unreasonable!"

At the beginning, the words that accused the soldier were immediately diverted to another direction by the babbling of people. More and more people gathered around, and chaos began to appear in the crowd. [

The soldier who was reprimanded by the masses had tears in his eyes. How could he have experienced such a battle of so many words? He was so angry and anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Seeing the change in the situation, Li Wei took advantage of the fact that the anger of the crowd had not yet reached the point where he could not control it, and quickly said: "Okay! Everyone calm down!" At the same time, he dragged the blushing soldier aside.

Li Wei's voice was not loud, but it seemed to be ringing in everyone's ears, calming down the scene on the spot.

"Sir, you don't care about your soldiers. Why are you meddling in your own business? You still want to beat people." The Eighth Route Army has always had a good reputation among the masses. He is so afraid of the national army, and he speaks directly when he has something to say.

"Yiguandao?! What does Yiguandao do?!" Li Wei knew that the crowd was angry, so he didn't dare to stir up their anger, and directly changed the topic to divert the attention of the onlookers.

If it's just to look at the face, persuade good people, and solve the lottery, it's fine, but it's a bit wrong to pour water on people. Could it be that once the water is poured, it will be invulnerable to all diseases and invulnerable? !Li Wei, trained under all kinds of unimaginable false advertisements in modern times, is naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Sir, Yiguandao is to help people seek good fortune and avoid misfortunes, and the fairy sect that exorcises evil spirits and demons. It is really effective." The old man who was the first to jump out to accuse him just now began to tell Li Wei the benefits of Yiguandao.

"Oh! Then, help me take a look at the photo!" Li Wei said with a very interested expression on his face. If he is always in superstition, it is estimated that his encounter will be the same as that of the soldier just now.

"Yes, yes! Thank you, sir, for your face!" The disciple named Fuyun froze for a moment, and then said with a smile on his face. There was a bit of unnaturalness behind the smile, but it didn't slip through Li Wei's eyes.

In the 12th district team, when it comes to treachery and fallacies, even the third platoon leader Chen Jiayao is no match for him. Li Weizheng's specialty in non-violence and non-cooperation makes him suitable for the security work in the market.

Li Wei sat calmly in front of the tribute table, and Fu Yun, who was sitting in front of Li Wei, felt an unreasonable pressure coming towards him at this moment.

"Watch again?! You watch again?! Still watch?! If you watch it again, I will eat you up!" Li Wei kept reciting the TV commercial of Wangzai Milk in his mind.

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Fu Yun suddenly found that his teeth began to chatter at some point, and his calves seemed to be trembling uncontrollably. It was only then that he realized how terrifying this Eighth Route Army officer with a smile on his face was. , as if standing in front of him was not a person, but an ancient ferocious beast from the prehistoric, a chill and fear emerged from the bottom of his heart, like a ladle of ice water poured on his heart, and continued to spread throughout his body, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Sir, sir's face, I'm sorry to see it in the next way! But it should be rich and powerful, with a promising future." Fu Yun wanted to turn around and run away, and made a few nonsense praises.

"Come here first today, Awang! Pack up your things, let's go." Gritting his teeth, Fuyun made a very wise decision, not wanting to stay in this right and wrong place for a long time.

"Senior Brother Fuyun?!" A Taoist priest didn't understand why Fuyun proposed to pack up and leave.

"Don't ask anymore, if you want to survive, leave quickly." Fu Yun hardly dared to explain, and directly bit a few words in the other party's ear.

"Why is the master leaving! The disciple still asks the master for guidance!"

"Yes! It's still early! Master, don't go!"

A group of ordinary people were a little unhappy to see that Fuyun would close the stall after seeing the Eighth Route Army cadres, but they didn't expect that this consistent master had already suffered a dark loss in front of the Eighth Route Army cadres.

"Okay, okay! Since the masters are tired and going to rest, everyone should leave!" Li Wei said loudly, asking a few soldiers to maintain order on the scene and send the Taoist priests away. [

The Taoist priests of Yiguandao said almost nothing, packed a few simple magic tools and the like in a bit of a mess, squeezed through the crowd and walked out of the market.

"Platoon leader, why did you let them go?!" The soldier who was reprimanded by the ordinary people who participated in superstitious activities said angrily.

Li Wei shook his head and said: "Didn't you see that these people have already gathered some people? As long as they want to incite people, people who don't know the truth will still reason with you? You open your mouth, and the crowd will open their mouths. If you say one word, they will say a hundred words. How to reason with them?! Could it be that we use guns and weapons?! That is not the style of our Eighth Route Army. It gives people an excuse and is not conducive to military-civilian relations. It is the best choice for these consistent people to voluntarily leave."

"Then forget it?!" The other soldier was a little unbalanced. He couldn't understand how the people who had always supported the Eighth Route Army would be so unreasonable and instead speak for those who engaged in superstitious activities.

"Do you think I'm such an easy-going person?!" Li Wei pointed to his face, and the soldiers under him shook their heads in fright. Li Wei's fierce reputation is well known.

"That's the end of it. You guys go to track down the people who spoke for Yiguandao, investigate their identities, and then report to the leader of the third platoon. Fighting for popular support is a political struggle. The third platoon is responsible for this matter. Just kill people." Li Wei rubbed his chin and said, just now the people's words were maliciously fabricated and led to attack the Eighth Route Army, which has attracted his attention. nasty event.