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Chapter 415 Must be handed over!

After a while, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, but before he could speak, his whole body began to tremble.

"Master Mo Qing and Mo, after Mr. Mo died, he picked up Mr. Mo's inheritance of the mantle. He is still a heroic and righteous man. He has a rainy pear gun in his hand, which makes him so brilliant. Even ten or eight adults can't get in. Whether it is the skill in his hands, the ability to tell the truth through words, or the integrity of being a human being, he is no different from the grand and grand Mr. Mo who was back then..."

"But unexpectedly, a few days ago, about half a year ago, and I don't know why, my life with the beautiful and harmonious Yiyun Yehe was broken..." The old farmer said with emotion.

"Who broke it?" Zhao Li asked nervously.

"Who else can it be? Baishen, the government."

The old farmer shook his head and sighed: "A few days ago, I don't know which department of the local government. When I heard that Master Mo had the ancestral rain pear gun, I kept sending people to harass him, saying that it was the planning and construction of the Tourism Bureau and that Master Mo's house was to be demolished. He also said that the rain pear gun belongs to the national team and must be handed over, certified as a material cultural heritage, and moved to the museum... It is not owned by Master Mo personally!!"

"Think about it, Master Mo's Mo's gun, whether it is his ability or the pear blossom gun that has killed the Japanese, has been passed down from Uncle Mo. Now, a bunch of dog bastards with official hats, who are not human or ghosts, will be confiscated. Who can do it??"

"grass!!"

"It's really shameless!"

After hearing this, Zhao Li was so angry that he was so angry that he suddenly became angry.

Yang Chen was also a little angry, but relatively speaking, he was much calmer. After all, after so many years, local bureaucratic spirits have seen more and more, so he got used to it.

"How was the situation later?" Yang Chen asked.

"Because Master Mo and I have been playing with each other since childhood. After hearing about this, I went up the mountain to find him and planned to think of a solution together. If it really doesn't work, it's okay to run away. However, Master Mo considered that my eldest son had a car accident a few years ago and now he is sending a black-haired man, and his younger son has some illnesses and needs someone to take care of him, so he doesn't let me get involved in his affairs..."

"However, I heard that Master Mo would never hand over the rainy pear gun, and he would not dare to fight with the government. I guess he would be captured in the end..."

"All the paper is full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears..."

"A gentleman who is truly capable and able to read and write is no longer there in the new era... forcing you to die..."

After saying that, the old farmer wiped the eyes of the old tears wet her clothes and waved his hands: "If you want to go, go and have a look. However, if you meet someone from the government, don't have a conflict with someone from the government, otherwise, they will dare to kill you..."

After saying that, the old farmer left!

"It's so hateful!!"

Zhao Li cursed: "Brother Chen, do you think these people are raised by bitchers? How can the things inherited from their ancestors be material and cultural heritage? This hat is too high, right? If I were Master Mo, I would have to have a heavy rain and a pear blossom gun to kill all those bitchers raised by the pear blossom gun!!"

"Haha, do you dare?"

Yang Chen shook his head: "If you dare to attack them, you will be wanted nationwide. At that time, I'm afraid you will be even more sad."

"Then there is no place to seek justice and no place to make a decision?"

"have!"

Yang Chen said: "This must be a trick created by the local departments at the bottom!! If the senior leaders knew that such a thing happened, I guess they would not be able to take it all!! Let's go up the mountain first to take a look..."

"Okay!" Zhao Li nodded: "If I accidentally met them, I would definitely chop them up with my own hands!"

It took them about half an hour to walk from the foot of the mountain to several wooden houses halfway up the mountain.

When I walked to the neighborhood of the wooden house, I heard the cooking inside.

There are no people around.

The shabby wooden house was covered with moss at the horns, and some flat ground was spread around it, a thin layer of soil was covered, and some yellowed vegetables grew on it.

This small courtyard is the most suitable one to describe as penniless.

There are stone tables and benches made of stones in the middle of the yard, and all the edges and corners have been flattened.

According to the old farmer's statement and Uncle Hu's statement, Master Mo planned to rest here and spend his old age in peace, so as to commemorate his master who died on the battlefield of the Japanese, Mr. Mo.

"Master Mo..."

At this time, Yang Chen took out the high-quality Pu'er tea prepared in advance, as well as some other health gifts, and shouted.

Soon, an old man walked out of the house. He was over 1.7 meters tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his body was very strong and strong, and his temples were all fifty years old. According to the age of the old farmer, Mo Qing this year should be more than 70 years old.

However, because of his lifelong martial arts practice, Master Mo seems to be older, but he has more heroic spirit and does not highlight his old look.

"Are you?" Master Mo picked up a white rag, wiped his hands, and then walked over and asked.

"Haha, do you still remember Uncle Hu Run? When I was carrying out the mission, you were old friends with Master Mo. Today I came here to visit you. This is Uncle Hu's handwritten letter. Please check it out."

After saying that, Zhao Li quickly handed Uncle Hu's handwritten letter.

"Is it Hurun?"

"Yes, Master Mo, we are the younger generations of Uncle Hu. We are polite here, so I say hello to Master Mo..."

Hearing this name, Master Mo suddenly had a glimmer of hope and friendship. After taking the envelope, he didn't even have time to ask Yang Chen and Zhao Li to sit down, so he quickly started to look.

What Hu Run said in his letter that he knew that a rainstorm pear gun passed down by the Mo family used the stem of the lightning-striking wood turtle as the base, and wanted to ask Master Mo if there is any place where he can find this kind of lightning-striking wood and use it as a medicine for reference.

After reading the handwritten letter, Mo Qing nodded.

"So that's it. It's a friend of old friends. Please sit down quickly..."

"Thank you, Master Mo." Yang Chen nodded and sat down.

The stone bench is cold, but the air is warm.

Master Mo came and went alone, and he had no wife and children around him. He had to do it himself when pouring tea.

Yang Chen quickly stood up and helped himself.

After the tea was poured, Mo Qing said: "It's been many years... Speaking of Hu Run, he was about 1983 when he was carrying out his mission. We met once, but never again. In a blink of an eye, it took thirty-five years..."

"I haven't seen each other for thirty-five years." Zhao Li sighed: "After half a lifetime of separation, you are just a matter of meeting each other, but you remember each other's faces and handwriting. To be honest, this kind of true brotherhood is hard to find in today's society..."

Yang Chen's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that Zhao Li was quite good at speaking.

At this time, Master Mo invited Yang Chen and Zhao Li to have a sip of tea, and after chatting for a few words, he got to the point: "Are you here to find lightning strikes the stem of Mudra in this trip??"
Chapter completed!