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Chapter 136 Falling!

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    "Boss, is this all right?"

    The old man sat in the back, pointing to the old man who was lying on his lap with some trembling and said.

    The old man was still in a semi-comatose state, but he was able to open his eyes, but he only opened them for a while and then closed them, and his speech was intermittent.

    He woke up,

    really woke up,

    But this awakening,

    In fact, strictly speaking, it should be regarded as a flashback.

    He woke up,

    Also left soon.

    He has been alive, holding his breath. Before Zhou Ze thought it might be because of his tenacious vitality or better medical conditions plus some blessings from God, but now that he thinks about it, maybe he really has one thing that he can't let go of.  He was unwilling to close his eyes like this.

    Xu Qinglang was driving the car. He was driving fast, but at the same time he was very steady, and he had to be steady, because maybe there was a sudden stop or a big turn, and the old man behind him would just go over it in one go.

    It was a crazy thing to abduct a patient from a nursing home, and a patient who had been dying and comatose for a long time, but Zhou Ze did not regret it, nor did he have the slightest psychological burden.

    Although the old man did not explain clearly, but his attitude has been expressed,

    Three villages,

    It has always been in his heart and has never been erased.

    In fact, people are forgetful animals. We always subconsciously blur what we don't want to see, and erase painful memories.

    Many people are calm and indifferent to the departure of the elderly who were comfort women one by one, but they do not know that their departure one by one is tantamount to slowly sealing that period of history to us.

    Some things, in fact, cannot be forgotten.

    Arriving at the street of Xingren Town, Xu Qinglang got out of the car, and then carried the old man out together with the old Taoist.

    "Brother, take a breath, it's almost there, it's almost there."

    The old man encouraged the 99-year-old brother.

    Xu Qinglang felt the old man's hand on his shoulder exert a slight force.

    And the half-opened eyes of the old man also looked at Zhou Ze. His eyes were very cloudy, as if they were covered with a layer of gauze. His body was already exhausted. He was going to go down to rest.  Also need to go to rest.

    "The villagers are all here." Zhou Ze said seriously, "I don't know what they are waiting for, but since you woke up because I said the word 'three villages', it means that I didn't find them.  Wrong people, you are also concerned about them."

    Speaking,

    Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, combed the old man's hair, and then helped the old man fasten the buttons on the patient's clothes.

    The old man has come back to life,

    Right and wrong, posterity will say,

    It is difficult for modern people to substitute and evaluate the turmoil of the past.

    At least, there is one thing that can prove that when the old man was a soldier in the Tongcheng security regiment, he did not become a deserter or a traitor. When a division of the Japanese army landed at the harbor near Tongcheng, there was no regular Chinese army in Tongcheng.  .

    However, relying solely on the local armed security groups and residents' spontaneous resistance, the Japanese army also suffered a lot of losses. Even, the local armed forces had planned more than once to counterattack the city gate.  and when the center of gravity shifts to the southwest,

    In this lonely Japanese-occupied area, there are still people resisting, and gunshots are still ringing out.

    The old man was still looking at Zhou Ze, looking at him, he started to cough, his teeth were about to fall out, and he seemed very weak when he coughed, but he was laughing.

    Then,

    He stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to reach Zhou Ze.

    The old Taoist was worried for a while watching from the side, thinking that brother, you should be more stable, don't toss yourself outside before you go in.

    Zhou Ze stood there without moving,

    Let the old man's skinny hands gently grab the clothes on his chest,

    The old man grasped very reluctantly,

    Then, Zhou Ze felt his chest was lightly pressed twice,

    There,

    is the location of the heart.

    After the old man finished this action, his whole body hung down, as if all his strength had been drawn out, and his breathing began to become disordered.

    "Go in, hurry up."

    After finishing speaking, Zhou Ze started to circle around this position, then rushed towards the road, and then disappeared directly.bsp; It took nearly seven years for the big troops to come back. The villagers couldn¡¯t wait until seven years later.  leaked out.

    The Japanese and puppet troops rushed here and massacred the entire village, old and young, as a warning to others.

    This is also the reason why he did not want to fight the final uprising in the civil war,

    some people,

    Still waiting for him,

    Wait for him to go back.

    The Japanese have been beaten away, and he should go back.

    "Really can you have such a deep obsession?" Xu Qinglang was shocked.

    "There must be external factors."

    Zhou Ze raised his head and saw that the blood moon in the sky was slowly becoming clearer, and the evil spirit in the village was also slowly dissipating;

    At the same time, a crystal clear thing fell from the sky and landed in the thatched pile in front of him.

    Zhou Ze walked over, looked for it, and found a bronze ring from the thatch heap, with strange patterns on it, and it felt heavy when held in his hand.

    The words just now are not finished,

    Zhou Ze who picked up the ring continued:

    "But foreign things are foreign things after all, some obsessions are deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and foreign things can't stop them.

    Otherwise,

    Eighty years ago, we had long since perished.  "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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