Super Soldier Chapter 1263: Watanabe Sagawa

Xiao Bing has been cultivating on the mountain for several days, and every day he suffers from pain that ordinary people can’t bear. Whether it’s physical or mental, every day is like being tortured in purgatory, but because of this, he All aspects of the are also equivalent to constantly undergoing tempering, just as Monkey King is in the gossip furnace of the Taishang Laojun. Only when he really stands the temper of the real fire can he truly break through the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Five days have passed, Xiao Bing obviously felt that his mental strength and physical tenacity had risen substantially, and his realm of strength had also begun to improve, but there was still some distance from the mid-Tianzun Great Perfection realm. , Even if Xiao Bing finally reached the Great Perfection in the middle stage of the Celestial Venerable, wanting to contend with a strong person above the middle of the Celestial Venerable is a matter of nine deaths, but Xiao Bing relied on the mental strength and physical toughness he tempered during this period But I also have the confidence to fight for it.

On the first day, Xiao Bing was only able to stay on the volcano for a few hours. After all, Xiao Bing’s current height is different from the height he was when he was with Erhuo, and the pain he suffered was doubled. Yes, so a few hours is completely beyond the reach of human beings, Xiao Bing's will has already reached the inhuman level.

On the second day, Xiao Bing persisted for an hour longer than the previous day.

On the third day, Xiao Bing stayed on the volcano for most of the day.

On the fifth day, Xiao Bing lasted a full day on the volcano for the first time, waited until the night to start going down the mountain, and then continued to sleep in a spot he had found near the river on the first day. It was actually sleeping on a pile of haystacks.

Now Xiao Bing doesn't go to the distance to look for restaurants and inns every night. The sky is the quilt and the ground is the bed. He eats grilled fish and drinks river water.

On the night of the fifth day, Xiao Bing caught two fish in the river, set up a fire and began to roast it. Just as he was about to roast a fish, he heard a country r coming from a distance. The voice of the old man: "Hmm, fragrant, so fragrant!"

Xiao Bing looked towards the source of the sound, only to see an old man of r country with torn clothes on his body and a pair of rag shoes on his feet walking towards here.

From a distance, this old man seems to be more than a hundred years old, but when he approaches, he looks as if he is only sixty or seventy years old, but after all, he is an old man of the grandfather's generation, even if the opponent is a Chinese, Xiao Bing He was also very polite. After all, the historical grievances between countries are a matter of the country. There should be politeness and tolerance. Of course, it still depends on who is the point, if it is against those military countries. For activists and those who do not recognize the history of aggression, Xiao Bing will not even take a look.

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Why did the old man come here so late?"

After the old man approached, he smiled and said, "Is the young man Chinese?"

"Oh? How did the old man know?"

The old man laughed and said: "Because of your address to me and the tone of your speech, I have lived for such a long time. If you still can't tell whether your tone is Chinese or native, Then I am an old man and I will live in vain."

The old man was not polite, so he leaned over, sat down by the bonfire, rubbed his hands, looked at Xiao Bing, and asked in fluent Chinese: "Young man, can you cook you just now? Give me this grilled fish? I'm hungry, and smelling your grilled fish will directly arouse the gluttons in my stomach."

He graciously took the grilled fish off the fire rack and handed it to the old man. The old man was not polite and took it directly, then blew it, and ate a bite while admiring it. : "Well, it's not bad, it looks like you have a good survival experience in the wild. The grilled fish is delicious."

Xiao Bing smiled and said: "I do have some experience, old man, with your fluent Chinese, I can't tell whether you are a Chinese or a Chinese."

The old man smiled and said: "I am from Chinese R, but I have been walking around and watching everywhere for so many years. I have stayed in your Huaxia for a long time, so I learned a Chinese language."

"Oh?" Xiao Bing said with a smile, "I don't think that the old man is a Chinese expert!"

"Well, not only do I know how to speak your Chinese language, but I also like your Chinese history and culture, especially those literati in your Chinese history, such as Li Bai and Du Fu. There are many things to learn from the poems."

Xiao Bing suddenly asked: "What does the old man think of modern history?"

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Bing, then suddenly smiled: "Young man, do you want to know my views on the history of the invasion of China?"

Xiao Bing smiled and said: "The old man is really smart, I just want to ask about this."

"History cannot be changed, and it does not mean that it can be erased by erasing it. It is actually a very stupid behavior for those in power to modify this period of history."

Xiao Bing’s eyes lit up. Although Xiao Bing had thought that this old man might have some good feelings for Huaxia, he did not expect that the old man seemed very clear and righteous in this respect, so the country r did not. Not all bad guys, the person I know of Mr. Nakayama Akasaka is very good, and the person in front of me is also very clear.

The old man continued: "In fact, there is no need to deny that period of history, but a country has become strong and it is always inevitable to want to expand, so we have to be tolerant, don't we?"

Xiao Bing's brow furrowed, his eyes cold, and he said in a serious tone: "If the old gentleman treats that way, then I can only ask the old gentleman to leave."

The old man smiled and said: "Young man, I met you when I passed this place the day before yesterday. I see you must go up the mountain every day, and you will climb at the extremely high point of the volcano, where the temperature is hot, even if ordinary people stand there for ten seconds. The clock can suffocate, but you can sit for a day. You have such perseverance and physical quality. I have never seen it in my life. You should be a Chinese martial artist, right?"

Xiao Bing looked at the old man with some caution and asked: "How do you know?"

Xiao Bing wanted to see some flaws, but the old man couldn't see the slightest breath of martial arts at all, and he felt that Xiao Bing was just an ordinary person.

The old man smiled and said: "You may not pay attention, or maybe it is because you are too tired every day, so you did not pay attention to me under the mountain. After I met you that time, every time I was near the river. Fishing, waiting for you to go down the mountain. To be honest, I have been very curious about new things in my life, especially when you have contacted a few martial artists in China, so I will wait for you here and have a good chat with you." /

Xiao Bing said coldly, "I don’t know what I can talk to the old gentleman, and I don’t even know what the old gentleman said has anything to do with the history I said? I don’t want to hide it from you, I used to be a A Chinese soldier, the old gentleman held such an indifferent attitude towards the history of aggression, and even took it for granted. This is something I cannot accept."

The old man laughed and said, "What about right and wrong? My life's pursuit is not here. I don't think aggressive expansion is right, nor do I think there is something wrong, boy, because we are standing. We have different positions. We are different countries. You can disrespect my opinion, because if you respect my statement, then you are treason."

Xiao Bing sneered and asked: "Aggression should never be done to beautify. It will be the people of the invaded country who will suffer, and the massacre should not be beautified. Those should be remembered by history, and it is a lesson of blood. ."

The old man smiled and said: "Perhaps what you said is not wrong, I will not deny you."

Hearing the old man say this, Xiao Bing's anger has disappeared a little.

The old man continued with a smile and said: "I am not a politician, a military strategist, or a careerist. I even made friends in your Huaxia country, so there is no fundamental conflict between us in this regard. It’s just that the countries you live in are different and their positions are different, but I don’t have any opinion on what you said. We should not beautify the aggression, and we should not whitewash the massacre."

Xiao Bing shrugged and said, "Now I can allow you to continue to sit here, and even eat another grilled fish for a while."

The old man laughed and said: "Okay, young people are soft-hearted, knowing that it is not easy for an old man like me~ IndoMTL.com~ and give me one more fish to eat, but the fish you grilled is really delicious Ah."

While talking, the old man ate the grilled fish in his hand. The grilled fish was not so hot anymore.

Xiao Bing skewered two grilled fish on the fork, and put them on the fire.

The old man said: "Young man, tell me, you go to the volcano every day to practice martial arts, aren't you afraid of the heat? You won't be like this fish...cooked? Hahaha. You. If it is cooked, it may not be so delicious."

The old man quickly finished eating the fish, and at this time he also sucked his fingers. Although he was a lot of age, he looked like a foodie.

Xiao Bing said: "The most important thing for a martial artist is strong perseverance. As long as you can make progress, I think everything can be overcome except death."

"Oh, then you are so amazing, I admire you." When the old man spoke, his eyes were still staring at the grilled fish on the campfire.

Xiao Bing smiled and said: "Old man, your performance is really like a foodie."

"What does it mean to be like a foodie? I am a foodie!"

Xiao Bing laughed, and suddenly realized that he hadn't asked the old man's name, so he immediately stretched out his hand and said: "My name is Xiao Bing, old man, what is your name?"

The old man stretched out his hand, shook hands with Xiao Bing, and then said: "My name is Watanabe Sagawa, young man, I am glad to meet you. What are you and I called now... Oh, now it's also a happy friendship. !"

After the old man finished speaking, he stared at the grilled fish on the campfire again, rubbing his hands and staring at him with bright eyes.

Xiao Bing smiled helplessly: "You have been observing me by the river these days because of my grilled fish every night, right?"

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