[Qi Xie] Si Wu Xie

Zhang Qishan stirred up the veil and put it on Wu Xie's forehead: "Military doctor, what do you say?"

"It's the wind and cold. First, I lost a lot of blood in the past few days, and then I got cold." After that, the military doctor was silent for a long time before saying, "We don't have any medicine."

"Adjutant, hurry back to Changsha as soon as possible." Zhang Qishan said loudly.

"Don't touch me..." Wu Xie pushed Zhang Qishan's hand away with his remaining strength. "I have my own medicine. If I don't go to Changsha, you put me down."

"Are you trying to freeze to death? Your skin is as tender as tofu. You can't be too cold or hot. Your young master was born in Hangzhou. Why didn't you take good care of him in your misty south of the Yangtze River?" Zhang Qishan said angrily. .

Wind chill, it turns out, poses no challenge to 21st-century antibiotics.Wu Xie didn't take the medicine in front of Zhang Qishan's group, but only showed how lively he was after taking the medicine quietly.Wu Xie kept a lot of medicine in his backpack just in case, except for the alcohol used for trauma, gauze and suture supplies, they were all antibiotics. Antibiotics are commonly known as anti-inflammatory drugs. Although they are abused in China in the 21st century, they are almost universal medicines.

But in Zhang Qishan's eyes, Wu Xie was like a little milk dog who struggled to walk, with a serious blush on his face, but still jumping up and down unsettled.So Zhang Qishan forced Wu Xie to stay in the carriage, Wu Xie could only feel depressed, and he could almost confirm that the man was his great grandfather, Master Zhang Dafo.

The routine of rushing is to have something happen on the way.Wu Xie was bored in the car flipping through those ancient books. After studying the ancient books, he deduced the year. The preservation conditions in the tomb were excellent. The bamboo slips were dated a little earlier, probably from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Although the scrolls were already in circulation during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, But the tomb builders have their own hobbies and it is not clear. The time of the books is a little later. The earliest date is the Southern Song Dynasty, but it stopped in the Ming Dynasty.There is only one explanation for this. This tomb has been built for a long time, spanning several dynasties and generations, but it happens to be a sword tomb.

"Hey!" With a loud noise, the carriage stopped, and the bamboo slip in Wu Xie's hand fell to the ground in shock. This was the sound of a gunshot.

Zhang Qishan hurriedly opened the door curtain and came in, asking, "Can you shoot?"

"Oh, oh... yes, yes." Wu Xie also saw Zhang Qishan's pale face.

Zhang Qishan stuffed a gun into Wu Xie's hand, and said, "If someone comes in, he will be killed. Let me hide inside." After speaking, he rushed back outside.

In Wu Xie's hand is a Mauser, nicknamed the box cannon, which is the big card box that officers will be equipped with in various anti-Japanese dramas.Wu Xie bumped the gun in his hand, old thing.

There were shouts and curses coming from outside, Wu Xie carefully opened some curtains to look out, this is the hero of the green forest.There should be 80 or 20 bandits in that group. Seeing the situation, Wu Xie suddenly felt that something was wrong. Although Zhang Qishan had a military background, he was not easy to publicize outside. There were many losses in the fight, Zhang Qishan only had less than [-] personal soldiers in his hands.

When these two sides confronted each other, Zhang Qishan was a loser but not a loser. After all, their family background was stronger than that of the bandits, and they could still get out guns with a handful of people. As for the bandits, they also had twenty or thirty homemade bird cannons.

The first shot was fired by the bandits. They wanted to scare passers-by, but they didn't expect to shoot a team of 20 people who could carry 21 guns.

The bandit leader also knew that he had a large number of people, so he yelled loudly that Zhang Qishan should keep the horse and half of the contents of the cart as money to buy roads.Zhang Qishan was essentially a man from the Northeast. When he fled all the way from the Northeast to Changsha, he often ran into bandits. After he suffered a few times, he didn't know who suffered more.

With a bandit spirit all over his body, Zhang Qishan directly attacked first, and the Zhang family's soldiers in that circle were also very skilled.Wu Xie knew that he had responded to Fatty's "naiveness" and wanted to save people when he saw them, but now, in troubled times, who cares who dies.He still had to get away from Zhang Qishan's hands. He was stripped of his true identity along with Zhang Qishan, and the theory of ghosts and gods might also be involved. This is not good for anyone. It stands to reason that he shouldn't appear in this era.

On the contrary, the guns were not fired after the hands were started outside, and the bandits were indeed a bit shabby, and the first one who rushed up to use them as cannon fodder brought a rotten wooden stick that had been unloaded from nowhere.

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first, and that kid knocks down the leading man first. I'll give him a big reward." The bandit leader shouted.

Now Zhang Qishan and the others had no plans to fight hand-to-hand combat, instead of bayonets they went straight to the guns, all of them were equipped with manual guns.Wu Xie has received professional firearms training, and he can tell that Zhang Qishan's subordinates are not idiots.

It's just, "Whoever takes the man's head, I will reward the little lady in the car when I run out." Wu Xie's hand holding the gun froze, he hadn't shown his face yet.

In troubled times, ordinary people pay the most attention to two things, women and money, and one more after having children.A woman can make a pack of dogs perform wolf sex.

Zhang Qishan spat, and shot directly at the bandit leader, but unfortunately his momentum might not be accurate.Wu Xie enjoyed watching in the carriage, and was used to seeing war scenes in blockbuster movies, even the fight scenes in anti-Japanese dramas were more serious than this scene.

Now both sides will fire their guns together. It is true that the guns do not have long eyes. It is also true that only one of ten shots can hit a person. The remaining nine shots either float into the sky or hit the ground. Wu Xie looked at them before. The gesture is quite professional, and it's not as good as one side when you really do it.

Wu Xie looked at the Mauser in his hand. Although he had never used it, it did not affect his accuracy.He leaned low and opened half of the curtain, and aimed his gun directly at the bandit leader. He didn't intend to kill anyone, but he hit the man's right shoulder.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Wu Xie let go of his pistol directly, and the tiger's mouth was flushed, why did the gun have such a big recoil. The bullet casings that had been withdrawn from the guns were still bouncing on his forehead, and the bullets that smelled of guns were so hot that they stuck a piece of skin on his forehead.

"Little devils, retreat, I'm hurting to death, I'm going to die." So it makes sense to capture the thief first, and the bandit leader who was injured and afraid of death ordered to retreat directly.

Zhang Qishan raised his brows and looked straight at Wu Xie who was on the carriage, but Wu Xie ignored Zhang Qishan and went back to the carriage with his forehead covered to disinfect the medicine he had brought with him.

Zhang Qishan briefly explained a few words, lifted the curtain and entered the compartment, Wu Xie quickly hid the plastic bottle of alcohol, and stuck a large band-aid on his forehead.

"Can you use a gun?" Zhang Qishan used interrogative sentences.

"I've never used a Mauser pistol before." Wu Xie rubbed the flushed tiger's mouth.

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qishan and handed it over again, Zhang Qishan said: "You keep it, there are still ten bullets in it, you keep it for self-defense." Wu Xie didn't take it over, it's not just taking it if you want.

"I don't think this gun is good, yes, I'll help you get a Browning later, just like this...you can break your wrist with a few more shots." As he said, Zhang Qishan touched Wu Xie's forehead, Wu Xie Only when there is no way to retreat can Zhang Qishan succeed. Zhang Qishan only touched a few, and after getting addicted to the handle, he said: "After the bullet is fired, it will go up. If you want to hit it, hold it sideways." One of the reasons why Mauser was eliminated.

"I see." Wu Xie nodded. It was not easy for him to chase away customers. He had finished his dry food a few days ago, and all he ate after that was hunting for him after Zhang Qishan left the team halfway. This has not yet crossed the Yangtze River. Looking outside, he couldn't even see a leaf, and he didn't know where Zhang Qishan got his prey from.

"Where did you learn guns?" Zhang Qishan would chat with Wu Xie every day, but of course, Wu Xie just ignored him.

"I have stayed abroad, in Germany." Wu Xie paused, and said, "It's Germany."

"You have also drank foreign ink like Lao Jiu." Zhang Qishan looked at the young man in front of him even more strangely now.

The old nine—Master Xie Jiu, Wu Xie has almost lost his temper with Zhang Qishan in front of him now, which is not the slightest difference from the Great Buddha Zhang he fantasized about in his grandfather's notes. "I studied architecture."

"Okay, okay, okay." Looking at Zhang Qishan's silly look, Wu Xie really doubted whether this man understands what architecture is. "Then you are in the fight..." Zhang Qishan chatted with Wu Xie every day, and returned to the fight.

"Just pretend I'm going to visit." Wu Xie said last time that he fell into a pit unintentionally, and the last time he said that he was there when he woke up. It was clearly a fool, whether Zhang Qishan believed it or not.

"and also……"

"I'm from Hangzhou. I'm 36 years old. My parents are both present. I inherited my third uncle's antique shop a few years ago. I make a living by myself and my family is well-off. Okay?" This is Wu Xie's most sincere answer. It's all over.

"what's your name?"

Wu Xie rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't you just clinging to this point? You know I don't want to tell you, but you keep asking. Is it interesting?"

"what's your name?"

"Okay, let me tell you, Wu Xie, I want to flirt with you directly with a brick (I want to smash you to death with a brick)" Wu Xie turned over a sentence of Hangzhou dialect, he was scared by Zhang Qishan, like a brown candy .

"Zhang Wuxie? What a name!" Zhang Qishan once again entered a state of silly joy.

Wu Xie raised his forehead with one hand. His father said that he was like his mother and grandmother, but after all, he belonged to the same family. Zhang Qishan added a surname to him manually, which meant that he was temporarily removed from the Wu family, and he and Wu were cut off. The old dog's relationship, no matter what, is safe for Wu Xie, and it is also safe for this era.

"Is there a sign?"

"Dream of Red Mansions, haven't you seen too much? Do you want to get one for me?" Wu Xie came on stage mockingly, saying that it was rare in the time when Wu Xie was born, and the tall image of Master Zhang in Wu Xie's heart It also almost collapsed.

"Sure, let me think about it." Zhang Qishan replied after careful consideration.

"Think slowly." Wu Xie twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking to herself: As long as you're not naive, you can do whatever else you want.

Zhang Qishan was contemplating, and suddenly said: "I was born in the second year of Xuantong in the Qing Dynasty, which was also the year of 1910 in the new calendar. My birthday has also been re-set according to the new calendar. It is March 3 every year. Ah Xie's birthday is what?"

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment: "Ah Xie...what do you call me? Wu Xie, Zhang Wuxie, you can call me whatever you want. If you dare to call me, call me again...Hmph!" Come out for fear of scaring you to death.

Zhang Qishan thinks this young man is really interesting. When he is well-behaved, he looks like a puppy who is still full of milk, but when he is teased, he looks like a cat with teeth and claws. The most rare thing is his eyes, which are watery and can't hide anything. .

"Okay, okay, call you Wu Xie, how is Wu Xie?"

"It's up to you?" Wu Xie said almost the same thing, and chased away the guest directly. "By the way, how long will it take to arrive in Changsha?" Wu Xie also thought about it carefully, what can he do in Hangzhou now?No money, no buddies, nothing.If you go to Changsha, although the big Buddha's attitude is a bit strange, he has no ill intentions towards him anyway, go eat and drink for a while, save some private money, and then leave with oil on your feet.

"Three days, it will definitely arrive within three days." Zhang Qishan leaned out of the curtain and asked twice before replying.

Wu Xie stopped answering, grabbed the bamboo slips and began to study. Most of the characters on it were understandable based on his knowledge of ancient prose, but most of them were mysterious and mysterious things. Although Wu Xie could somewhat predict these There are answers to his doubts in the ancient books, but he read some "mythical stories" in the ancient books with great interest and was quite happy.

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