The Heartless Mage Chapter 153: The heart of the world

Wuxin and Su Tao spent the night on the mahogany Arhat bed. The bed was hard and there was no bedding. Although they were exhausted, they had no intention of sleeping in after the night. In the early morning, the two went to the front of the Taoist temple and washed a bucket of water from the well. Seeing that there was no sign of breakfast, they went back to the small courtyard at the back. Su Tao sat on the veranda railing, combing her hair with her fingers and braiding it; Wuxin went back to the room and picked up a tattered scripture from under the bed. The scriptures have been torn and burned, with no head and no tail, all sides are charred black, presumably the survivors of the four old activities. Unintentionally and bored, he grabbed Bai Liuli and placed it on his lap while absent-mindedly browsing the scriptures. After a look, he found that it was still a Buddhist scripture. It does not tire the eyes.

Su Tao braided her braid and walked to the flower bed in the courtyard to pick flowers and make grass. And Wuxin suddenly patted Bai Liuli on the leg in the room, and said in a low voice, "Oh! Why didn't I think of it?"

Bai Liuli was startled, and immediately raised her head to look at him.

Wuxin turned around and stuffed the thin scrap of scriptures into his schoolbag. There was a slight touch on his elbow, and it was Bai Liuli who was hitting him with his head. He was shocked and said half of the words, arousing Bai Liuli's curiosity. And Wuxin turned back and put a finger to his lips, "shhh": "I seem to know what I am, I can tell you when you have time, and you also help me with my staff, see if what I think is right."

Bai Liuli knew that this was not the time for his long speeches, so she agreed with a reasonable letter. He already knew all the details of Wuxin. When Wuxin ran to the bunker a few years ago, he had committed suicide for a while in despair. Of course, the process was cruel and the outcome was unsuccessful.

Inadvertently, she tore Bai Liuli apart and threw it back to the Arhat bed, then picked up the lunch box and stood up: "I'll go see if the rice is cooked, you stay here to protect Taotao."

Bai Liuli lay on the spot where Su Tao had been lying all night, curled up her tail and slapped the bed board, meaning she got it.

Wuxin ran to the front yard with a big lunch box, just in time for the little Ding Mao to dispatch troops. At the foot of the mountain, there will be gunshots every three to five, and it is said that the forward team of Hong Kong has arrived.

Wu Weiguo carried a gun and led a group of people down the mountain. Minister Chen had a dark face and was in charge of the defense around the Taoist temple. The little Dingmao was sitting on a big rock, and when he saw Wuxin approaching, he waved to him.

Wuxin walked up to him, and although he had no interest in his war, it was inhumane to say nothing. Looking down at his empty lunch box, he stared and said, "Battle...isn't it easy to fight?"

Xiao Dingmao was in a good mood: "It's not very easy to fight, there are traitors in the team, and they revealed our movements to Mr. Hong, who made a big sneak attack. Fortunately, the terrain of Qingyun Mountain is very good, it is a natural Fortress."

Wuxin nodded: "Well, yes."

Little Ding Mao tilted his head and looked up at him: "If you were me, you wouldn't be able to win."

Wu Xin met his gaze, and found that he lowered his eyes and refused to meet his gaze.

"Comrade Ding." Wuxin is also kind: "Sometimes when I listen to you, it feels like you know me a long time ago."

Little Dingmao sighed with a half-smile: "Why do you know each other when you meet? Go ahead and do your own thing!"

Agreed without hesitation, turned and walked away. Little Dingmao is indeed a person, and there is no ghost from head to toe, and there is no possibility of reviving a corpse. But Wuxin thought about the cause and effect over and over again. At the end, he felt guilty for a while, thinking that the little Dingmao was tolerant of himself, and the purpose of tolerance seemed to be just to keep himself. What's the use of leaving yourself alone? Apart from being able to copy big-character posters, he is useless. If he is really fighting, he can only be a spectator who cannot protect himself.

Wanxin didn't want to understand, and left with a lunch box of rice.

Su Tao is sitting on the steps at the exit of the veranda, with a large bunch of green leaves of calla lilies in front of her, and is burying her head in weaving flower baskets. The white glazed plate was on the side, and a small wreath was wrapped around his neck. Suddenly seeing Wuxin back, she raised her face and smiled, and raised the small flower basket in her hand, meaning to show Wuxin. Wuxin was very supportive, and immediately praised Su Tao's craftsmanship with a hot lunch box. His warm praise exceeded Su Tao's expectations, causing her to blush very much. Almost coy.

The two sat huddled on the steps, gossiping while eating. Without a word of gossip, there was a sudden rumbling of cannons at the foot of the mountain. There was a sharp whistle from the front, which was the order for an emergency assembly. Su Tao hurriedly covered the lunch box and tied the lunch box with two long calla leaves. Inadvertently, he went into the room and took out his schoolbag. While bending over to pick up Bai Liuli and stuff it into his schoolbag, he turned his head and glanced inside the room again. After looking at it, he pulled Su Tao numbly and ran out of the courtyard.

When they arrived at the meeting point, Minister Chen was shouting with a battery speaker. It turned out that Du Ganzhuang Li Zuocheng had returned from Chang'an County triumphantly, and now he is bombarding the Red Frontiers at the foot of the mountain. And everyone on the mountain can also start going down the mountain under the cover of Wu Weiguo and others.

When the voice fell, Ding Mao took the lead and hurriedly set foot on the stone road down the mountain. The person who opened the way for him was Gu Ji.

The person walking in the front is at risk of being hit by stray bullets, especially Gu Ji is a big man like a door, more like a shield. But Ding Mao let him open the way, and he opened the way. His nose was blue and his face was swollen and he was limping along the mountain road. His two arms were hanging down and he dared not move, because he was hung on the beam for a long time, and his joints, muscles and bones were injured. Unexpectedly, Dingmao still remembered him and was willing to use him. He was so happy that he was about to cry.

A group of people lined up in a long snake formation on the mountain road. Because there is no certain order, Wuxin and Su Tao walked last. While walking, Su Tao suddenly whispered, "If only I could stay on the mountain."

Wuxin turned to look at her: "It's okay to ask for anything on the mountain, what's the good?"

Su Tao replied: "Fortunately no one cares about us."

Wuxin smiled: "I don't have any food to eat."

Su Tao thought about it too, so she took Wuxin's hand and said nothing. The late spring sun heats her scalp, and she sweats slightly. Looking back with nostalgia, she couldn't help but say again: "Wuxin, do you remember the way? If someone catches us in the future, we will flee to this mountain. There is a house on the mountain, and we will not freeze to death; Without rice, we can dig up wild vegetables to eat."

She used to be like a cat who didn't speak much, but now she suddenly said a lot in a prudent manner, so that she couldn't help but glance at her, and it turned out that she was serious, not a joke.

Grabbing Su Tao's hand tightly, he knew that the shadow of fear always shrouded her. Su Tao is not picky about what to eat or what to wear. The only requirement in life is not to be caught.

And Su Tao said seriously: "The two of us plus the white lady, living in the mountains will not be boring."

Wuxin listened to her more and more and more and more, and for a while did not know how to answer. Following her words, those who were afraid that she would go into trouble would really hide in the mountains; speaking against her, they couldn't bear it. After walking for a while with his head down, he finally found a new topic: "I want to buy a new pair of shoes when I go back."

The Jiefang shoes on Su Tao's feet are too large, so she has to tighten the laces after putting them on. When Su Tao heard this, she lifted her trouser legs and looked down. She saw a pair of shoes that were large and flat, with very thin ankles. She raised her head and smiled at Wuxin: "It looks like a pair of duck feet."

Then she dragged a pair of large shoes and continued on her way, pattering and inadvertently.

When Wuxin went down the mountain, Mr. Hong's forward team had already been blasted for dozens of miles by Li Zuocheng's team. Du Ganchuang and Li Zuocheng did a particularly good job in Chang'an County. While dispatching elite soldiers to fight against the Red Chiefs left behind in Chang'an County, they called on countless militiamen to attack the armory. No one dared to shoot at the revolutionary masses, and the army chief appeared in person, and it was the same. The local chief once resisted the attack of the Hong Kong general, and it was basically successful, so in the face of repeating the same trick, he sent a group of soldiers with big arms and round waists to form a human wall. Unexpectedly, the joint finger used the human sea tactics, and the human wall was washed away by three strikes, five divisions and two. They swarmed into the armory, and the people from Lianzhi grabbed it, and the militiamen who followed Lianzhi also grabbed it. Everyone's eyes were red, and they even fought in the nest.

The people of the joint index have finished robbing, and the people of Hong Kong have made a comeback. Seeing that the people who linked the fingers withdrew, they went in and robbed. But their luck was not as good as the joint fingers, because the villagers near Chang'an County heard the news and followed the banner of the rebels. After the looting, the villagers did not go far, and they started fighting as soon as they left the county seat. The Red Team was a step behind and was trapped in Chang'an County by artillery fire;

Wen County does not have a city wall, so you can set up a formation and fire at will outside the city. Before Mr. Hong could establish a firm foothold in Wenxian, he was bombarded by the fierce artillery fire of the joint fingers. The battle continued all night, and at dawn, Mr. Hong withdrew from Wenxian, and the joint fingers came back.

Dingmao was planning a strategy, and he didn't go to the front line at all, so the generals of the joint referees were all smoky and no one else, only he was still clean. An Ran returned to the headquarters of No. 1 Middle School. He found that the building of No. 1 Middle School was safe and sound. Obviously, Mr. Hong hadn't had time to set fire to the headquarters of the joint index.

Back in the office on the second floor, he took a cup of Kuding tea from Ma Xiuhong. Just after taking a sip, Minister Chen knocked on the door and came in. Standing in front of the desk with a sullen face, he whispered: "We have just caught a few victims of Mr. Hong, and learned that Tian Xiaorui and other five comrades... sacrificed heroically on the second day of their capture."

Little Dingmao seemed to be very sighed, frowning and exhaling: "According to the specifications of martyrs, they were buried well."

Minister Chen continued: "In the living mouth, there is a Gu Mingtang."

Little Ding Mao raised his eyebrows: "Lock up Gu Mingtang first."

With grief, Minister Chen, after confirming that his widow mother escaped by hiding in the cellar, took a group of brothers, carrying rifles and shovels, and escorted three prisoners of war to the city. . One of the prisoners of war was an 18-year-old Maotou boy. When Minister Chen was in his third year of high school in the county middle school, Maotou boy happened to be in his second year of high school. The two also played basketball together. The Maotou boy took Minister Chen and others to several new graves on the edge of the city, and murmured, "It's buried here."

Minister Chen was taken aback: "You are so kind, and you even erected tombstones for them?"

The hairy boy shook his head again and again: "It wasn't for them, they were—"

Minister Chen also saw the words on the tombstone clearly at this moment. Turning around and touching a bayonet to the boy's eyes, he asked with a grim expression, "Speak! How did they die?"

The hairy boy was so frightened that he didn't dare to move: "Yes, it's an order from our Commander Chen, I've never touched them, it's the people around Commander Chen-"

Minister Chen used his hands hard: "Don't be so **** long-winded, I just want to know how you killed them!"

The Maotou boy stammered: "First, the gang rape, and then the shooting and shooting. We also killed several people, and Commander Chen said that they should be put under the coffin and cushioned for the sacrificed comrades. , a coffin."

Minister Chen stabbed the bayonet out, stabbing straight into the boy's head. Then they waved to the brothers behind them, and they put down their rifles, picked up shovels, and started digging graves.

While Minister Chen was busy executing the captives and burying the martyrs, Wuxin got Su Tao a pair of small cloth shoes with tabs - neither he nor Su Tao had cloth tickets. If there is no cloth ticket, he cannot buy cloth products; fortunately, he has a bright mind, and he used the food ticket to exchange the cloth ticket with people, and then used the cloth ticket to buy shoes. The two returned to the small dormitory isolated from the world. Su Tao changed his cloth shoes and walked back and forth twice, stomping his feet again, and happily told Wuxin: "Not too big, not too small, just right."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she raised her feet and knocked each other. She continued to smile at Wuxin: "It's really cool."

Wanxin stood against the wall and looked at her affectionately: "We will come back with a pot of hot water in the evening and let you take a bath."

Su Tao nodded happily, and then said to Wuxin: "I'll wash the white lady too."

Wuxin immediately shook his head: "Forget it."

Bai Liuli put her head on Su Tao's thigh and glared at Wuxin angrily.