The bronze dragon talisman has a strange shape and has been placed in Wong Tai Sin's soul-catching copper box. The copper box is actually a copper coffin containing an old yellow-skinned zombie. This is really a big disaster. The old sheepskin dies.

Then it was buried in the ground, but yellow leather appeared next to the body, which caused thunder and lightning. If Lao Yangpi's son hadn't made a mistake and wrapped the body in several layers of white silk, there would be no idea what trouble was going to happen, and even here he was still covered by yellow leather.

Could it be that the entanglement is because Lao Yangpi took the artifact that Wong Tai Sin was buried with during his lifetime?

Seeing that I didn't have any clue about this matter, I didn't say anything more to Lao Yangpi's son. This man was timid and fearful, and letting him know too much would only increase his psychological burden. I just asked him for the dragon talisman and turned around to find Fatty and

Ding Sitian discussed.

The grassland at night was freezing cold, and the death of Lao Yangpi and the incident of the corpse being burned by thunder and fire at night had a great impact on Ding Sitian. She refused to go back to the tent to keep warm, and stood quietly on the grassland staring at the night sky, neither shedding tears nor wanting to speak.

, her eyebrows were filled with melancholy that was inappropriate for her age.

The fat man tried to persuade her for a long time, but it didn't work, so he had to sit next to her and smoke one cigarette after another. I saw that Ding Sitian was in a very bad mental state and might need to be alone, so I didn't bother her and just left.

He went to the fat man and said to him seriously: "Comrades, just tonight, Urisky was assassinated..."

This sentence is a line from a Soviet movie, which can fully express the pain and anger in my heart. The death of Lao Yangpiski was definitely not an accident, but was definitely caused by Huang Pizi.

When the fat man heard what I said, he immediately took two puffs of his cigarette butt and said angrily: "It seems that the counter-revolutionaries want to burn the flames of war from the other end to this end. I will not tolerate it. Why don't you and I fight back to Huang overnight?"

In the Pizi Tomb, kill all the big and small yellow skins and let their blood flood the Winter Palace."

I held up the bronze dragon talisman and waved it in my hand: "Even if there are remaining yellow pelts in the Huangpizi Tomb and Baiyan Cave, they will be hidden very deep. I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to find them. This dragon talisman is the old dragon talisman."

The things buried in Huangpizi's coffin, I think as long as I have it in hand, I won't worry about attracting Huangpizi. When the time comes, one will kill one, two will kill a pair."

If you want to kill those old yellow skins who have grown up, you can't do without the Kangxi sword that was confiscated by the Revolutionary Committee. The fat man and I were so angry that our teeth were itching, and we rushed to Dingliangmen with passion, and we wanted to steal it back immediately.

Using a long knife, he then set up fragrant bait to catch golden turtles, attracting large and small yellow skins and annihilating them to relieve the hatred in his heart.

I was holding the bronze dragon talisman in my hand, and Ding Sitian suddenly came over and snatched the dragon talisman away. I was unaware of what she wanted, so she reached out and wanted to get it back: "This thing is the bright weapon in the coffin."

, it’s smelly and evil, what are you doing with it?”

Ding Sitian held the dragon talisman in her hand and said to me with tears in her eyes: "What are you doing keeping the things in the old weasel's coffin? If the death of Old Sheepskin Grandpa is really related to this thing, then it is really an extremely ominous disaster star.

, we can’t keep it even more. Even if you two kill a few more weasels, can you resurrect the dead? Besides, what if you two make a mistake? I can’t watch you make the mistake of putschism.

I...I want to throw it away to keep these disasters away from us."

My murderous intention was at its peak, but how could I kill Huangpizi without the dragon talisman? I quickly dissuaded Ding Sitian: "If anything goes wrong, Huangpizi will make mistakes too. I have been forged into steel a long time ago in the torrent of class struggle. How can I capsize in the gutter?"

Moreover, there seems to be a mystery in this dragon talisman. It may be of great use in the future if you keep it. Don’t..."

But Ding Sitian was really willful. She didn't let me finish my words. She raised her arms and threw the ancient bronze dragon talisman far away. She saw a flash of green shadow in the night sky and landed in the knee-deep wasteland.

In the grass, because it was the middle of the night and there was no light from the stars and the moon, I couldn't see where it landed at all. I only saw a general direction. I hurriedly went over with the fat man to search for it, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and I couldn't find it.

It wasn't until the white fish belly appeared in the east that I had to give up the search. I was so angry that the fat man and I sat on the ground and shook our heads helplessly. After spending the night, the sadness and anger in my heart subsided a lot. Maybe the yellow skin that killed Lao Sheeppi was...

Even if the one who was killed by the thunder wanted to seek revenge, he might not be able to find his target. Since the dragon talisman was lost, he had to find something serious to do and help Lao Yangpi prepare his funeral.

Lao Yangpi has been unknown since liberation. He does not have to remain anonymous and no one knows his past. Perhaps his identity is too ordinary and ordinary, so his death is lighter than a feather. Except for us three educated youths and his son and daughter-in-law,

No one took his death too seriously, and there was no formal memorial service. Everything was done hastily.

After these trivial matters came to an end, since Lao Yangpi's death, there has never been another Huangpizi to cause trouble. Fatty and I have been away from Daxinganling where we jumped in line for nearly 20 days, and we have to say goodbye to Ding Sitian. Previously

When I came to the grassland, I also wanted to talk to Ding Sixian about marriage. Male educated youths without a wife are most worried about cooking. Now that they have settled in Inner Mongolia and taken root in the revolution, getting married early will also reduce the burden on the organization. If there is a chance

They quickly reported the relationship and confirmed their relationship, but unexpectedly many accidents happened. Once Lao Yangpi died, no one was in the mood to mention the matter again. The three of them cherished each other and said goodbye in tears on the grassland.

We did not go back directly to Ganggangyingzi in the Daxinganling Mountains, because at this time the mountains were already covered by heavy snow and traffic was cut off. We would not want to go back until the snow and ice melted next year. I planned to go back to Fujian to see my parents. They were all trapped.

They were designated as "*side stations". I had been waiting in line for more than half a year but I still didn't receive a letter from them. I was inevitably a little concerned and wanted to use this time to go home and visit my relatives.

The fat man didn’t want to go back to Fujian. Both his parents died of illness while under quarantine and examination. He was the only aunt in the world who still lived in the Nanjing Military Region. He wanted to visit his aunt during the Spring Festival, so we planned to take the train from Hailar.

We arrived in Beijing, then transferred to another train and headed south to Nanjing. At that time, we were extremely poor. It was only when we arrived at Hailar that we realized we had no money to buy train tickets.

The fat man shook his head: "Damn it, why are we going to the mountains and countryside? To respond to the call of the Communist Party to make revolution. To make revolution and take the train and buy a ticket? Is this still the people's world? There is no such reason. We will not fight

The conductor came to check the tickets to see how I educated her. It was outrageous. Don’t forget that this train belongs to the general public."

I said to the fat man: "It's outrageous for the revolutionary masses to have to show their tickets when taking the train. But now it's not the Great Series. At that time, food, accommodation and transportation were free, and it was also the train conductor's duty to check the tickets. In order to avoid conflicts between the people and the female conductor comrades,

Internal conflicts, I think we still need to adopt some strategies. Based on my experience, there are no major stations from Hailar to Beijing, and we can’t check tickets several times along the way. Before each major station, we get off the car and walk for a while.

, and then get on the bus after passing the main station.”

The fat man said, "Although iron feet are the glorious tradition of our team, if we want to leave as soon as we see the big station as you said, we have to slim down our legs. The Long March is so great. We can't compare with the veteran revolutionary cadres. Now

Now that even our team has become mechanized, we don’t want to point our legs and walk away. I think it’s easier to take the Overlord car, so I’ll sit there and let’s see who can drag me.”

The two of us spent a long time together and fully understood what the saying "a penny can defeat a hero" means. Without money, you can't even start a revolution. I really admire that our team can develop from javelins and swords to the army, navy and air force today.

, it is really not easy to have all the tanks and artillery, but the problem is that we can’t afford it just thinking about it. Fatty and I were at a loss. When we were worried, I suddenly felt something in my pocket and took it out.

It turned out to be ten yuan. The fat man rummaged through his pocket and took out ten yuan. The two of them were startled, and then they suddenly realized that the money must belong to Ding Sixian. She knew that we had no travel expenses, so she quietly stuffed the money in

We put it in our pockets. But how can she have money? When most educated youths record five work points a day, it is generally three cents per work point. How much can they earn in a month? Ding Sitian is the youngest child in the family. She has three children.

Brother, I heard that two of them went to the mountains and countryside as college students. Because of their high level of education, they were assigned to some important propaganda work in the area. They received working-class wages, about thirty yuan a month, which is very good.

With a considerable income, she could never spend all the money in the countryside. Her brothers must have used it for her younger sister.

The hands of the fat man and I were shaking when we held the money. At that time, we didn’t have a very clear concept of money. We only knew that money was good and could buy sweets and cigarettes, but you couldn’t have too much money. Once you had too much money, you would be greedy for pleasure and your spirit would deteriorate.

With corrupt ideas and corrupt lives, it is easy to embark on the road of bourgeois liberalization. However, at that time, we had already had a vague idea in our hearts that we would make more money in the future. Money is evil, but money is useful.

Finally, we had money to buy tickets. With mixed emotions, we got on the train to Beijing and arrived in Nanjing. By this time, we had already spent all the money. The fat man borrowed two more for me from his aunt's house.

He paid me ten yuan and sent me on the train. He agreed with me on the platform that he would meet me directly at Ganggangyingzi when he went back next year. Next year, he would buy more sets of foxes and yellow skins in the mountains, and then go to the grassland to visit Ding Si.

Sweet, let’s discuss the important matter of participating in the world revolution.

The train was slowly moving. I reached out my hand from the window to shake hands with the fat man and said goodbye. I didn't expect that we would be apart for more than ten years. A lot of things happened in these ten years. After I returned to Fujian, I accidentally joined the army.

, the army requires iron-clad discipline, which is not as easy as being an educated youth. In addition, in the first few years, I accompanied the army to perform secret missions in the Kunlun Mountains, and could not communicate with the outside world at all.

When I was transferred to the Lanzhou Military Region with the troops, I learned that Ding Sitian was no longer alive. In the winter when Fatty and I left the grassland, a cruel "White Disaster" occurred centered on Baiyan Cave.

Many people and animals died. Ding Sitian was also killed in the natural disaster of the Great Winter Famine, and her body has not yet been found.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen years have passed. Neither Fatty nor I wanted to recall these tragic past events, nor did we dare to recall them. Until before we left for the United States, we packed up our belongings and opened an old photo album and saw this.

An old photo. Once the dust covering it is wiped away, those dusty past events still look so real and are still vivid in my mind. Looking back on the past, it is inevitable to sigh. As I looked at it, I suddenly found that there was a figure in the distant view of the photo.
Chapter completed!