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Chapter 414: The story of that year, back-up!

When Zhao Li heard what the old man from the farmer said, he was stunned. Because the old man was speaking in the dialect of Lu Dong, he didn't hear it very clearly.

Then he took out the Chinese cigarette in his pocket and handed it to the old man: "Old sir, what did you say just now? Master Mo is not here anymore? What's going on?"

The old man knew Zhonghuayan, but he didn't like to smoke. He shook his head, took out his own dry cigarette and sniffed it, and smiled and said, "I can't use your cigarette, I just need to smoke this one."

Yang Chen nodded and said, "Old man, you seem to be very familiar with Master Mo? Why is he not here anymore?"

"What are you doing to find Master Mo?" the old man asked.

"Old friends come and look for them." Yang Chen said briefly.

The old man nodded, let out a long sigh, frowned and said, "So that's it. Oh, when we talk about the relationship between me and Master Mo, it's actually going deeper. Seeing that you two young men have no other intentions, I can talk to you..."

As he said that, the old man sat down, Yang Chen and Zhao Li were naturally listening attentively.

"I was four or five years old back then. At that time, I couldn't eat enough or wear warmth. Every family was very poor, and every household had many children. Sometimes there were more than seven or eight brothers and sisters, and no one cared about each other. They all grew up eating shit and playing with mud in the village... That year, a hero came to our Lushan County. He brought a little beast with him. Of course, hehe, it was the hero who called that little beast. I was about the same age as that little child back then..."

"The hero dresses very carefully and has a unique feeling. Although he is wearing coarse linen clothes and is so poor that he can't even eat, his clothes are washed white, but they are still clean. He pays attention to clothes, integrity, etiquette, etc. I still remember the hero now, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic spirit, strong blood, and righteousness. He is a real man. Of course, now I know everything, so I can't call him a hero, I should call him Mr. Mo..."

"At that time, everyone knew that Mr. Mo was a good person who could be literary and martial, and could tell the truth from the word. But in that era, no family could eat enough and he didn't have enough food. Who could take in two foreigners, one old and one young? And it was rumored that the Japanese were about to come in, and every family had no surplus food, so they could only avoid it and stayed in the door..."

"Later, Mr. Mo took his little beast to the mountain. Even though the people in the village were not very friendly to them, Mr. Mo understood it very well and never had any conflicts with the villagers. In addition, Mr. Mo was diligent, hardworking, and hardworking. Later, he also set up a camp on the mountain, with a small courtyard and a few wooden houses... Later, as everyone gradually became familiar with each other, he became friends with the villagers..."

"But something happened later... the villagers all had an objection to Mr. Mo."

"There were two things at that time..."

"First, Mr. Mo's identity is unknown. After living on the mountain in our Lushan County, people always come to look for him from time to time. Some ride tall horses, some drive classic cars, some walk up the mountain, some ordinary people, some are full of bureaucracy, and even monks, bandits, Taoist nuns and so on..."

"So, the villagers felt that Mr. Mo had a problem with his identity and background. In that war-torn era, everyone was in danger. Most people in small places only wanted to protect themselves. They were worried that Mr. Mo would cause trouble to the people in the village because of these three religions and all kinds of things. Therefore, they gradually stayed away from him, did not interact with him, and did not talk to him, and would not let his children go up the mountain again..."

"The second thing is that the little beast that Mr. Mo has always carried, which is dirty and smelly. It is said that there are still some problems. The kind that is said to be contagious is actually that I got leprosy during that period. Haha, it was not a big deal, but people at that time were superstitious... so they refused to let their children come into contact with him. They even tried every means to get Mr. Mo to take the little beast out of Lushan County!! The further you go, the better..."

"But, at this moment, the Japanese really came..."

"Long spear, foreign cannon..."

"I remember very clearly that night, it was very dark, and the Japanese suddenly came. The sound of gunfire was like fried beans, and all the villagers were frightened. Many died that night. The Japanese burned, killed, looted, and did everything to the women... The villagers died, fled, and all the young people ran away, leaving only some old people who could only sit at home and wait for death... I was young at that time, and there were many brothers and sisters, so I couldn't get away at all... But it was precisely because I couldn't run away that night that I saw that I was shocked and admired for the rest of my life!!"

Yang Chen took a sip of cigarette and asked, "What's the matter?"

The old man took a sip of the pipe, frowned, spitting spit, and his spirits were flying: "That night, I saw with my own eyes that under the cannon fire, the fire was burning in the village. There was a man on the mountain holding a spear. Do you know the spear? It was not the kind of gun that fired bullets, but the red tassel gun... The person holding the red tassel gun was Mr. Mo..."

"When all the villagers were about to be executed, Mr. Mo was righteous and went down the mountain with a gun alone. At that time, I realized that Mr. Mo was a real capable person. He was not afraid of danger, fought alone, and blocked the Japanese devils and an infantry company alone, and shot them back and forth. He was extremely happy!! Even the real foreign guns and cannons could not hit him!! In full view of everyone, he killed more than 30 Japanese devils that night! The Japanese devils forced to retreat quickly and give up the invasion at any time, saving the lives of the whole village. At the same time, he also saved me..."

Speaking of this, the old man grinned and said, "Actually, because I have many brothers and sisters, no one wants to play with me. At that time, I often went up the mountain to play with that little beast. Haha, I am not afraid of leprosy. I will die if I die. It was normal to die in those days..."

"Later, the Japanese devils suffered a loss and refused to give up. They launched several more attacks. The village could not bear it anymore. Mr. Mo was alone and was unable to make a comeback. In the end, it was precisely because I had a good relationship with the little beast that I took me to the mountain and escaped... "

"Later, the Japanese devils left, the villagers came back, and every household was in short supply of troops and generals, and the population was over. Only then did I realize that Mr. Mo was a very capable person. Every household took rice, flour, grain and oil to invite Mr. Mo to live in the village. In fact, it was just to wait until there was danger, and he could use a spear to block bullets for him... But Mr. Mo said he would leave no matter what... Later, he really left, and I never saw him again..."

"A few decades later, the little beast came back, and he was already in the same grade as me now. Haha, I asked Mr. Mo before, saying that he died at the hands of the Japanese devils decades ago, but the little beast came back and moved back into the small house on the mountain..."

At this time, Zhao Li suddenly realized and suddenly realized: "So that's it... there is such a touching story. Then, the Master Mo we are looking for now..."

"right……"

The old man nodded: "The Master Mo you are looking for is the leprosy little beast that Mr. Mo brought back then, Mo Qing..."

"Oh..." Zhao Li vented: "What a pity that no one sang the heroic story..."

At this time, Yang Chen asked again: "But, since Master Mo is here, why did you say that he might be gone?"

Asked this, the old man was so angry that his eyes were red in anger that he said, "It's not that he was forced by someone! Now that he's full and well-dressed, the officials are so angry that they are so angry... It's a long story. If I repeat it again now, I'm afraid I'll be pissed here tonight!!!"

Hearing this old man say this, Yang Chen and Zhao Li both frowned...
Chapter completed!