That night, we kept walking in the dark. When it was almost dawn, we climbed over the mountain and saw lights in the distance. The lights were coming from the tent and there were noisy voices. Because the distance was too far, we could not hear what they were saying.

I said to Yanzi, "You wait here, I'll go to the front to touch the situation."

Swallow said, "Let me go, you're waiting for me here."

I said, "I am your man, let me go."

Yanzi said: "I am more experienced than you, so I'd better go."

I couldn't resist her, so I had to say to her, "Be careful."

The swallow jumped off the horse and quietly touched it in front. Her figure was submerged in the darkness. I tied the two horses together and stared at the lights in the distance. The horse quietly ate the grass on the ground, and I anxiously waited for the swallow. According to the herdsmen, the grass stained with dew and rain cannot be eaten, otherwise it will be full of belly. However, the horse ran for a day and was hungry in the stomach, and I could no longer care about so much.

Not long after, Yan Zi came back. She said, "That was a group of Japanese people who couldn't understand the words. They were eating. It seemed that they were about to set off after dinner."

We rode our horses, walked around the camp of the Japanese, and ran forward along the road. After dawn, the horses slowed down and gasped, not knowing whether it was because of over-exhaustion or eating grass stained with rain.

What should we do now? When we were anxious, we saw a Wrangler on the gentle hillside from afar, waving a long whip to drive a group of horses. The horses flew against the wet grass like clouds. We rode the horses to the Wrangler. After a lot of effort, he tried to figure out what we meant and exchanged the two horses in the herd for the two horses we were riding.

I told him, "There are a group of horse thieves coming from behind. There are guns. You can leave here quickly and go to the mountains far away from the road to grazing." I used my hand to shoot, and then fell down on my back. I can't talk about Japanese because he doesn't understand what Japanese is. I can only talk about horse thieves, and he understands what's going on.

The Wrangler drove the herd to the distance, and we rode two new horses to continue our journey.

When dusk is approaching, we see a city in the twilight, that is Doron.

Duolun City is a dirt city, and the city wall is made of yellow and black clay mixed with weeds. We rode our horses and rushed through the city gates. We came to the city walls. We saw two people wearing green cloth uniforms chasing behind and asked what we were doing. Duolun City's defense was slack. If the Japanese army arrived at the city and charged, they could rush into the city.

I told us about our purpose and said that the Japanese are not far from here.

The two sentries looked at me and Yanzi up and down. Maybe they saw that we were not like spies, so they left one person to close the city gate and the other person took us to the city.

There is a Catholic church in the center of Doron City, where the city guard command center is stationed. In the command center, I met a middle-aged man with a solid appearance, and others called him the brigade commander.

I told the brigade commander what I saw and heard along the way. The brigade commander called someone with a mustache and asked, "Has the Second Battalion delivered the letter?"

The man said, "No letter was delivered today."

The brigade commander said: "The Second Battalion sends people to deliver letters every day, why is there no news today?"

The man said: "I am indeed delivering letters every day, but no one comes to deliver them today. I will send someone to ask tomorrow."

The brigade commander said, "No need to ask, he's going to see the King of Hell. He immediately set up a warning and took turns to sleep tonight, and the Japanese were all under their noses."

Xiaowang went out, and the sound of guns colliding came from outside the church. I think, maybe this second battalion is the dead bodies we saw in the mountains. They were sneak attacked by the Japanese army.

After running for a day and night, my sleepiness came up, and I walked out of the church with Yanzi and went to a family where the brigade commander arranged for us to live. When I turned my head, I saw two beggars squatting under the corner outside the church. They looked sneaky and looked like they were not good people.

Beggars beg for only during the day and do not beg at night. As the middle of the night, two beggars squatted outside the wall of the guard command center must have some purpose. I want to tell the soldiers who took us to stay about the things about the Beggars' Sect that we encountered along the way. I want to say that someone in the Beggars' Sect had a hookup with the Japanese, but hesitated and did not speak up because the Beggars' Sect is the Beggars' Sect's Beggars' Sect's Sect. I am worried that if I talk about the Beggars' Sect's situation, it would be detrimental to the Master.

That night, I fell asleep and got up at noon the next day. I walked out of the room and saw a crowd of people in the streets, and there were also people holding flags and shouting slogans, happily. I asked a person who was walking by next to me what had happened. He said that this morning, a group of Japanese came to the outside of Doron City on horseback. Seeing that the defenders were not prepared, they rushed into the city gate and ran towards the Catholic Church. Unexpectedly, the Zhong** team had already ambushed on both sides of the road leading to the church in the city gate. When the Japanese arrived, they suffered a head-on blow. In the end, more than half of the Japanese were beaten to death, and only a small half of the Japanese escaped.

When I heard this news, I quickly ran into the door and told Yan Zi the great news. Yan Zi was also very excited. She said: "Along the way, we only saw the Japanese bullying the Chinese. Now we finally saw the Chinese attack on the Japanese. There is no more exciting news than this."

We walked to the street and saw the parade walking over. We asked where the Japanese corpses were. Some people said that they had been pulled out of the city by a carriage and buried it in a big pit.

I wonder if there are Lao Tong and San Monsters among the dead bodies?

We came to the Catholic Church. The church was filled with people, with local squire wearing long gowns, chamber of commerce representatives with their backs, and officers wearing military uniforms surrounded the Catholic Church, and everyone was smiling and happy.

We couldn't squeeze into the Catholic Church and were about to leave. Suddenly, we heard someone talking around us. The man said, "The brigade commander personally led the rebel army to repel the Japanese army and ensured the safety of the entire city of Doron. This is a great achievement." Another man echoed, "Yes, yes."

The voice of the person who spoke before was very familiar. Yanzi and I turned our heads together and suddenly saw the master standing only a few meters away from me. The master was wearing black poplin clothes and trousers and brown glasses, and looked like an old rich man with civilized crutches hanging on his arms. The master also saw us, and then he could not see any surprise on his half face covered by brown glasses.

We have been looking for the master for many days, but we are standing in front of us. The master we have been looking for for so many hardships is only a few steps away from us. My heart is surging. I took a step forward and held back the tears that were almost about to burst into my eyes. I wanted to keep the master crying a few times. Swallow pulled me next to me, and she said, "Go back quickly, don't watch the fun, there is no group of stockings yet."

When I heard the swallow say this, I suddenly realized. I rubbed my wet eyes with my hands and said, "Sand blows into my eyes."

"Master" only glanced at us, then turned his head and continued to talk to the person.

We left the Catholic Church and walked a long way. Yan Zi said, "This person is not a master, but why is there a person in the world who is so similar to the master."

I said, "Although I have been separated from Master Master for a long time, Master Master will definitely recognize us. This person is not Master Master, so who will he be?"

Yanzi said: "Can he be the leader of the Mai Gang?"

I said, "He is wearing poplin clothes, not like the Beggar's Sect."

Yanzi said: "The more he dresses less like the Beggars' Sect, the more he shows that there is something wrong. Let's keep a close eye on him and see what his identity is."

We waited outside the Catholic Church for half an hour, and finally waited until the crowd came out of the Catholic Church one after another. The man in poplin clothes and seemed to be a master, and his walking posture was the same as that of the master. After leaving the Catholic Church, he walked towards Nanguan. At the intersection, there were several beggars begging with broken bowls. When he saw him coming, he immediately lowered his head respectfully and let the road open.

He is really the leader of the Beggar Gang, but he is not my master.

That day, we kept following the lame leader not far and near. There were many people celebrating victory on the street, so he did not notice us.

He walked to South Street and walked into a yard. We wandered at the gate of the yard and wanted to get in. An arrogant big dog rushed out of it, grinning his teeth and pounced towards us. I squatted down and grabbed a few stones from the ground and smashed it. The big dog whined and slipped back with his tail.

The dog left and the person came. A few evil beggars came out of the yard. They looked at us coldly and cursed. I wanted to keep talking. Swallow grabbed me, and she said, "The master doesn't know where you are. Are you still in the mood to scold others?"

I stubbornly stubbornly said, "A bunch of stinky beggars dare to scatter on my head."

Yanzi said: "We have been in contact with the Beggar Gang for so long, can't we still see it? The Beggar Gang is the most evil gang in the world. They dare to do anything that hurts the world. People think they are pitiful, but in fact, that kind of pitifulness is pretending."

I said, "The Beggars' Sect also has good people like Masters and Black and White Beggars."

Yanzi said: "Of course there are good people in the Beggars' Sect, but there are few good people. I always think that this gang is very evil and bad, both deceitful and cruel. Which gang in the world is like this? Is the Jiang Xiang Sect like this? Is the stealing gang like this? Which gang can do extremely evil things like Caishengzhe?"

I thought about it carefully and it was true that the Beggars' Gang is indeed the most evil and deceptive gang in the world. Other gangs deceive you from trust, while the Beggars' Gang deceives you from compassion.

After identifying the courtyard of the Mai Gangmai family, we were going to go to his house to explore the reality and reality that night.

His family was feeding a arrogant and arrogant dog. I soaked a piece of meat and bone in wine for several hours, then hid it in my arms and came outside the courtyard wall of the Mai Gangmai's house.

The gate of the Mai Gangmai's house was closed and the courtyard wall was towering. However, no matter how high the courtyard wall was, it could not stop Lao Rong from eating this bowl of rice. Lao Rong practiced all day long and was just how to climb over the wall and get into the hospital.

I picked up a stone and threw it into the wall. I heard the sound of claws slapping the ground and the heavy panting in the yard. I knew that at this moment, in the yard separated by a wall, the big dog was suspiciously smelling the stone I threw over the wall. I took the opportunity to take out the bones that emitted the wine-scented meat from my arms and threw it into the wall.

The sound of the dog swallowing something came from the wall. It ate very well. I could hear the dog's tongue sticking in and out. Then, I heard the dog make a string of strange sounds, and then there was no sound.

I took out the soft rod prepared in advance from my waist, climbed up to the wall in a few seconds, then threw one end of the rope, and the swallows climbed up.

Climbing on the yard wall, we saw that the yard of the Mai Gangzhu’s house was large, even larger than the yard of the richest wealthy owner in Chifeng that I saw many days ago. Some houses were old and the roofs were covered with weeds and moss; some houses were brand new and could smell the wet and choking smell of blue bricks.

There is a light in the northwest corner, which is light and dark. A person's shadow is reflected in the window. It can be seen that he is walking around the room constantly. His shadow is reflected in the window, and the corner of the wall is dark; when his shadow leaves the window, there is a light.

We slipped down the courtyard wall and quietly touched the window with lights on. At that time, the windows were covered with paper, and the panes were painted with paste and the tight white paper was pasted. Such window paper could be used for several years, and finally became yellow and crisp, until a gap was cracked and needed to be replaced.

I listened to the conversation inside. I heard that it was Mai Gangmai who was talking with a person who was not speaking smoothly. I couldn't understand a word of what they said, but I knew what they were saying. That night, on the grass outside Chifeng City, behind the logs and I were hiding in the wilderness, I heard a few people saying such words. The speed of such words was very fast, and each sentence was like gravel rolling down the hillside, loud and tight.

I learned the way of Jianghu people, licked the little finger of my right hand on my tongue, and then made a small hole in the window paper. I put one eye up and saw a short and fat guy sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle of the house, stretching his legs and looking very lazy, while the leader of the Mai Gang was walking around constantly, with a shiny light on his forehead, and he kept rubbing the sweat beads on his forehead with the back of his hand.

I wanted to continue listening to what they said, fantasizing about them saying the pile of gurgling words and saying they were tired, would they say a few words I could understand. When I saw that the leader of the Mai Gang disappeared in the room, I stretched my neck to continue searching. Suddenly, the swallow pulled me down, and she and I fell to the ground. At the same time, a sharp arrow shot on the window frame with the sound of the wind, and the arrow rod trembled and made a whimpering sound.
Chapter completed!