The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Chapter 308: Dust Seal [Fourth]

Founder did not expect that such a result turned out to be a little disappointed. Knowing nothing, how does he help the elderly to complete the task?

At this time, Huang Xinghua came over. When I heard Huang Zhenhua's words, I guessed what the two were talking about, so I said, "My dad doesn't like talking very much, and he has everything in mind. Especially this matter, he I never said, I think, he wanted to do it himself. Although he didn't say, we know that he is looking for someone, but who he is looking for ... we don't know. "

The Founder folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, that's it."

Founder looked at the old man across the window and said, "Can the poor monk go in and see?"

Although Founder was acting a little strange, after all, Huang Xinghua's performances have been impressive for several times, and he doesn't seem to be a person with bad intentions for the elderly. Otherwise, there was no need to remind them to send the box in at all. So, in response to this request, Huang Xinghua nodded.

But Huang Zhenhua said, "You can go in, but don't disturb my dad to rest."

Founder nodded and said, "The donor is assured. The poor monk just takes a look and never disturbs the donor's rest."

The two agreed, and Founder walked into the ward, watching the old man lying motionless on the bed, but staring at the box with his eyes wide open. He couldn't figure out what the old man was clinging to this box. What's more, what this old man has experienced and what he has done has such a great merit!

The red baby on the side whispered, "Master, if you really want to know him, you just have to look into his dream? Although this old man is demented, he keeps thinking about things."

Founder froze, he almost forgot about it! So Founder's heart moved, a dream Huangliang!

"One! Two! One!"

"One! Two! One!"

"Brother, what are we doing? Can't we just shoot a gun?" A young man complained uncomfortably as he followed the army.

"What do you know? This is called organizational discipline. Don't think about it so much. Just follow along." A slightly taller man on the side said.

And not far away, Fang Zheng stood with the red baby on the side of the team.

"Master, what are you doing with me like a dream?" Hong Ba asked, puzzled.

"Nothing to see together." Founder.

The red child said with a stubble: "What's so beautiful, just look at what they wear, and it's definitely not a great person. Even the shabby ones don't care, they are so thin ..."

Founder tapped the head of the red child: "However, these people have protected the motherland of 9.6 million square kilometers!"

The red baby said in surprise: "How is that possible? Those enemies must be garbage ..."

Founder didn't speak, and said, "Look quietly, you will see their enemies."

This is the depths of a mountain, with only a few bungalows, all tattered, and the soldiers are not dressed neatly, a bit messy, but people ’s spiritual heads are extremely high, and their eyes are as bright as cold stars It's exciting, as if eagerly looking forward to something.

There are only more than 20 people in front of this team. Standing next to it is an officer in light blue and many patched clothes is shouting his password, and from time to time, he says two purposes of training today: "You recruits, It ’s too organized and disciplinary. The charge did n’t ring. Who made you charge? Also, Huang Ren, you ’re too ridiculous, every time you lecture, you ’ll lose your number! ”

"Report!" Huang Ren called.

"Say!"

"I'm not slipping, but I can't figure it out. What's the use of doing this! I'm here to fight a devil. You can't finish sending a gun?"

"Shot a gun? Just like you did before? What's the gun for you, will you die?"

"I'm not afraid of death! My mother said when I came out. Those who are afraid of death are not the children of the Xiang family! Don't come to be soldiers if you are afraid of death! As long as you kill the devils, they will die.

"Hey, you stupid boy, you can still talk. But what I want to tell you is that you are here to kill the devil, not to let you die! Your life is precious, and I want you Alive, and continue to live, to be able to kill more enemies! Do you understand? "Said the political commissar.

"I understand!" Cried Huang Ren.

"Chen Dashan!" Said the political commissar.

"Here!" Shouted the tall man standing beside Huang Ren with his chest raised, obviously he was far more like a soldier than Huang Ren.

The political commissar said: "You have been a regular army, knowing words and writing characters, and you will take Huang Ren with you in the future."

"Yes!" Chen Dashan called.

"OK, continue training!" Said the political commissar.

The picture turned around. Under the grass shed, Huang Ren and Chen Dashan hid inside, and it rained heavily outside. But the two did not care if it would not rain.

Chen Dashan crouched on the ground and wrote two words with a stick.

Huang Ren said excitedly: "This is my name? Brother Dashan, is it really fake? My name is so beautiful?"

"Yes, this is your name, Huang Ren. This is the word I taught you today. You practiced your name first, and I will teach you one by one in the future?" Chen Dashan laughed.

"Well, this is good, haha ​​..." Huang Ren was extremely happy.

Next, Chen Dashan taught Huang Ren to write his own name in a stroke. Huang Ren was really smart. In a day, he not only learned his own name, but also the name of their army, the Daxiang Village detachment.

At night, Huang Ren was entangled with Chen Dashan, and he still had to learn the characters. Chen Dashan thought about it and taught Huang Ren a word-male!

Then he said something solemnly, Huang Renxi was in place ...

The screen turns again, obviously time has passed for a long time, Huang Ren is a little taller, Chen Dashan is still half of the past, like a big brother, standing next to Huang Ren, like a mountain, a barrier, as if always protecting The younger brother around me.

The two were lying on the mountain beams, covered with weeds and branches, apparently they were ambushes.

It didn't take long for a group of R troops to retreat from below, panicking along the way. Obviously, this was a defeated army and was fleeing.

With a beep, hit!

However, it was not imagined that the kind of crazy shooting sound in the TV series, but someone fired a firecracker and threw it into an iron barrel to make a machine gun sound. And Huang Ren and others, aim hard, aim, then aim, and then shoot! No way, there are not many bullets in everyone's hands. Shoot at random.

Snapped!

A crisp gunshot sounded, and an R soldier screamed and fell in blood. Huang Ren shouted excitedly: "Hit!"

On the side, Chen Dashan pressed Huang Ren's head and pressed him to the ground. At the same time, Huang Ren felt two bullets flying over his head, and almost lost his life!