I want to be a good person

After killing the first one, the rest will be much easier.

After spitting out for a while, I got used to it.

Killing becomes natural. As long as you don't treat them as human beings, there will be no pressure.

Anyone who betrays his ancestors and his country can be killed!

Use heavy codes in troubled times.

"Sir, I am very obedient and have done all the work."

The remaining traitors still want to fight for it.

Even ants try to survive. Being alive is better than being dead.

"Well, what do you think?"

Zhang Aiguo turned and asked the hunter.

After killing the man, the hunter was still excited and had not yet calmed down.

I suddenly heard the question and didn't react, so I spoke subconsciously.

"Let's go."

The traitor leader was overjoyed when he heard this, his eyes lit up, and he survived the disaster.

"Just wait for me. I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge for this."

The wind gave me countless goose bumps, it was so cold.

How can I not feel hatred when I find myself in such a situation?

He gnashed his teeth in hatred.

I had already walked more than ten steps away, but there was still silence behind me.

Stable.

"bass"

"whoosh"

What's that sound?

As soon as the hunter finished speaking, he realized that he had made a mistake.

When he was frustrated, he saw Zhang Aiguo took out an exquisite horn bow from the mule cart, put an arrow on it and drew the bow.

The bow opens like a full moon, and the arrow goes like a shooting star.

The traitor first felt a pain in his back before he heard the sound of the bowstring flipping.

I was unwilling and wanted to turn back, but I felt pain again.

"what!"

The pain is really unbearable. I feel much better after shouting out.

There was another pain in my back.

The hunter opened his mouth and almost dropped his jaw.

This, this?

How can a person not keep his word?

I don't know what to do with my parents' teachings, and my worldview has been completely shattered.

Zhang Aiguo gave him a lesson for free.

It's written in black and white, but you can deny it. You can slap yourself in the face, and it won't turn red. What's more, it's just verbal words, not a promise.

In China, language is a profound performance art.

The traitor fell, and at the eighteenth step, hell was his final destination.

He paced gently, pulled out three iron arrows from his back, and hooked up some scraps of meat, some of which were deformed.

Zhang Aiguo rubbed the other person's body with disgust, leaving some residual warmth.

Grab the head and twist it to the left with force, and a crisp cracking sound is heard.

"what would you do?"

The stunned hunter didn't know what to do.

"Take your clothes and money, go home first, deal with it, and move."

"I…"

"Don't worry about your calamity, it will pass soon."

"I don't want money. I want a pistol."

"Want to join the army?"

"Um"

"Then go and vote for Master Ba."

"why?"

Puzzled.

"Don't worry about why. I won't cheat you."

It is hard to say what the reason was, although many people died in the end.

"Hey, I'll listen to my brother."

"You have brought in capital and your skills are not bad. The sooner you can get a leadership position, the higher you climb, the greater your chances of survival."

Regardless of which country the soldiers come from, the probability of sacrifice is at the grassroots level, which is a constant in the history of human evolution.

In the end, Zhang Aiguo took most of the money and left behind a box pistol and 20 rounds of bullets.

The hunter was so grateful that he knelt down and kowtowed.

"What is this for? Get up quickly."

"I can't repay you for saving my life, so give me the money and the pistol."

Zhang Aiguo reached out to support him and asked him to brush off the dust.

"Brother, what's your size?"

"The fourth beauty, Lu Shaokang."

"Brother, when I am successful, I will repay you."

A word floated through the sound of the bell.

"Survive first, take care."

From now on, there will only be my name in the world, but no trace of me. I am just a legend that once existed.

People live their lives only for fame and fortune, and are busy all the time just for these two things.

Sitting sideways in the car, the cigarette in his hand slowly burned.

If I speak too bluntly, I’m afraid it will break the clear and transparent glass hearts of some people.

The further north you go, the more systematic the Japanese become in plundering resources.

Guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines was carried out in mountainous areas, relying entirely on the terrain to avoid the enemy's raids.

The people set up many organizations privately for the purpose of self-protection. Some organizations, like the Red Spear Society, occasionally cooperated in ambushes against the Japanese.

Under the wind and sun, its skin is like a farmer's, and applying some glycerin has no effect.

There is a huge gap between urban and rural areas, and there are too many people to support. The farmers are under a heavy burden. As long as they are not dying, they will work themselves to death!

What a spontaneous and voluntary enthusiasm.

The branches whined, like little razors, and the breath they exhaled was like white mist.

Snowflakes fell one by one, filling my eyes.

Zhang Aiguo reined in the mule and took out a white horse blanket to cover it.

Zishan is also a stone mountain, more than 70 meters high. It is the only mountain in Ziyang and belongs to the Taishan Mountain Range. It is said to be a sister mountain. The legend is popular and inspiring.

Earth pit tombs from the late Shang Dynasty have been discovered, from which bronze artifacts such as jugs and knives were unearthed. The jugs have the inscription "sheep" on them, indicating a rich historical and cultural heritage.

At first glance, it looks like a saddle-shaped pair of east and west peaks. Later, when people became united, Mount Tai moved, the East Peak turned into a deep pit, and the Eight Scenic Spots of Zishan appeared in the dream.

A hare ran past, leaving a string of plum blossoms behind.

The pines are lush and green, the cypresses are verdant, and the snow has not yet turned into ice.

A wolf howled in the distance.

Looking from the bottom of the mountain, there are pavilions in the distance. Going up the stairs, there are many stone tablets. Not far away, a wild raccoon quietly pokes its head out and looks at the uninvited person.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I am honored to meet you, fellow Taoist."

Zhang Aiguo, dressed in a Taoist robe, bowed and agreed.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

What a huge Taoist temple, Taiyuan Temple.

Statues of the Jade Emperor, Guan Yu, the Eight Vajra Gods and others are enshrined in the temple. There is also a Child-Giving Guanyin Hall in the west courtyard. The temple fair in March attracts visitors from all over the country.

Mule carts were stored in Hongfusi Village at the foot of the mountain, and people climbed the mountain with a sincere heart.

"Where do you want to go, fellow Taoist?"

"I have been fighting demons for a long time in the mountains. I want to go south to overseas, but I have concerns in my heart."

The old abbot, who had just finished his meditation, was wearing a grey Taoist robe and had a thin body. He looked introspective with his eyes downcast and his whisk resting on his left arm.

"Yang is the south of mountains and rivers. Now we meet Yang, so we can be safe. It is also said that the moon is full and then wanes, which will benefit us!"

After the abbot finished speaking, he stopped talking.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Zhang Aiguo stood up, bowed, and walked out.

Go to the Jade Emperor Pavilion again to worship the Dharmakaya.

"Fellow Taoist, there are many disciples in the temple. People's lives are difficult now. I am afraid there is no money and food to support them. I would like to add oil and fragrance to the Taoist temple. I hope it will be well."

"Wulian Tianzun, Daoist friend, hold me high."

The Taoist priest is poor, has a stubborn temper.

During the Anti-Japanese War, we only heard of begging for alms from Buddhist temples, but never from Taoist temples.

He went down the mountain silently and sat cross-legged on the trail.

In the night sky, the Big Dipper shines brightly, and the snow is as bright as day.

There is a wooden house at the foot of the mountain. In the middle of the house hangs a picture of the Jade Emperor, and the incense in the incense burner is burning brightly.

There are two red lanterns in the yard surrounded by a fence.

Under the wooden shed, a sturdy blue mule was chewing fine feed in a double bluestone trough.

There is a stone mill in the yard, with the word "Four Beauties" engraved in seal script on the base.

After Zhang Aiguo finished everything, he turned around and looked north with a sharp gaze, and vaguely saw Wucheng.

"Master, let's go."

"You go down the mountain."

"Yes."

“Why do you discourage people from going north?”

"There will be dangers if you go north. You will have to go back to where you came from! I will give you ten years of my life in exchange for a hundred years. If it still cannot be eliminated, it is God's will!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest agreed and left.

Zhang Aiguo left behind a box of silver dollars, two IOUs, two letters, and a scripture.

Obsession, now that you know where you came from, how can you find the way back!

Under the moonlight, the shadows became two people, and in a trance there seemed to be a weak shadow!