Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 758

Chapter 758 The Path of Clear Mind (Part 2)

Hundreds of people watched silently.

Wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, the little Taoist priest stood quietly on the field with his eyes wrapped in white cloth, his hands hanging by his side.

Everything seemed extremely quiet, as if it were a completely different world from the bustling street not far away.

Only pretending to be calm, he gently shook the wooden stick in his hand on the head of the army sergeant's head, and the soft sound of the copper bell rippled.

No one dared to rush the little Taoist priest who was still motionless. This knife-throwing stunt was beyond the scope of performance. Once he missed it, it would lead to catastrophe.

Let alone this kind of wartime, even in peacetime, killing or wounding a soldier is basically a death penalty. Some people who are afraid of trouble have quietly stayed away.

The human nature of being keen on curiosity allows more people to choose to stay and wait for miracles to happen.

After 30 seconds of this suffocating silence, the sergeant finally couldn't stand it anymore and simply broke the pot and said: "Little Taoist, are you really good at it? If not, I won't accompany you."

The little Taoist's answer was simple.

Hold your arms!

Within two seconds, four bright sword lights flashed by!

There are four darts stuck on the wooden board that is no wider than the size of an adult's hand.

Throwing a knife with two hands is more difficult than the previous one-handed dart. In addition, blindfolding one's eyes and the legendary position identification by listening to the sound combine to form an incredible miracle.

The army sergeant obviously hadn't realized that the miracle had happened, and was still shaking the wooden stick in his hand instinctively.

“Okay!” The crowd of onlookers was quiet for a few seconds before letting out a thunderous cheer.

It was only then that the Army sergeant subconsciously looked above his head and found that all four darts were stuck on the wooden board.

　　Put down the wooden stick and use your hands to pull out the dart. The thick muscles on your forearms bulged before you pulled out the dart. Only then did you see that the dart had penetrated the board three to four centimeters.

The army sergeant had a look of shock on his face. As a soldier, he knew what this meant.

Since the young Taoist priest dared to blindly shoot a flying knife while blindfolding his eyes, his military intuition told him that the accuracy would most likely be accurate, and his frightened look was most likely just an act to cheer up the young Taoist priest.

The army sergeant who retreated here from the battlefield has been in Xuzhou City for several days. Naturally, he has seen too much about the suffering of more than 50,000 to 60,000 refugees in the city, but he is just a small soldier, so what can he do?

It was rare to see a person from outside the country willing to perform a show to save the refugees, so he naturally helped him. A piece of silver was not enough to attract others. He was more willing to risk his own life to use it as a prop for the little Taoist priest. He also believed that the little Taoist priest could see it.

No matter how accurate the aim is, if there is not enough strength, it is just a playful skill, but if there is enough strength, it is a typical killing skill.

Even such a thick elm board can be penetrated by three to four centimeters, but what about the human body? Within a distance of twenty meters, there is enough lethality.

Isn't this what the commander calls a master of cold weapons? As the most elite unit of the independent battalion, they not only have accurate marksmanship, but also must be able to become the most ferocious killing weapon in close-range unarmed combat.

But relatively speaking, it is much more difficult to train a cold weapon master than to train a gunner. At least in the current independent battalion, no one can meet the requirements of the commander.

Unexpectedly, the superior asked him to enter Xuzhou City in advance to find large trading houses such as horse markets and grain stores to inquire about the market conditions. He found such a big treasure. His thoughts were so excited that the army sergeant became very excited.

However, the excitement in his heart did not show on his face at all. He shouted boldly: "Okay!" and threw the two pieces of silver in his purse into the hands of the refugee holding a bamboo basket.

Seeing how generous the army sergeant was, the onlookers, although most of them were short of money, took some copper coins and threw them into the bamboo basket. Several soldiers followed the example of their colleagues and threw silver coins.

After a while, there were more than a dozen silver coins, more than a dozen French coins, and copper coins covering the bottom of the bamboo basket.

The eyes of the refugees who were originally invited to serve as caretakers were full of surprise and desire. For them, it was life-saving money. They could buy at least two to three hundred kilograms of grain. Unexpectedly, the little Taoist priest only needed a performance to complete the task.

“Thank you for your support, Xiaodao is very grateful!” Mingxin also solemnly made a Taoist salute to the people and soldiers outside the venue to express his gratitude.

One performance alone raised more than 20 yuan, which was far beyond Mingxin's estimate.

The crowd dispersed, but the Army sergeant who stood quietly outside the crowd did not leave. Mingxin gave him a distant look, called the thin man in charge of collecting money, and whispered to him to take ten people to collect all the people. All the money was used to buy grain, and each person was divided into half a catty as promised. The rest was cooked into rice porridge, which should be thicker, and distributed to the refugees who knew about it.

If it is done well, there will be another meal tomorrow, otherwise, it will be just this meal.

The thin man's face was originally sallow, but now his face was flushed with excitement. He patted his chest and promised that he would complete the Taoist master's arrangements and never let down the Taoist master's love.

After everyone had dispersed, Mingxin walked towards the army sergeant who was waiting for him quietly: "Sir, I have to thank you for your help today. Otherwise, Xiaodao's first performance in his life would never go so smoothly."

"Little Taoist priest, how can you hide your good skills like this? I'm waiting for you because I want to invite you to join my battalion on behalf of my commander and go into battle to kill the Japanese. How can you do that?" The Army sergeant said simply and directly. The reason for waiting for the clear path.

Mingxin was slightly stunned. She probably didn't expect that this person would be so direct and invite her to join the army without any foreshadowing. She lowered her head and thought for a moment, but then shook her head and refused: "I'm sorry, military master, if it was outside the city, I might immediately follow him." You can leave, but you can't now.”

"Oh? Why?" The Army sergeant may have thought that he would be rejected, but he didn't expect this reason, and he couldn't help but be curious.

"Those refugees are suffering too much. If I don't help them, they will die. I won't be able to devote myself to slaying this monster in the world." Ming Xin said.

"Little Taoist priest, do you know how many refugees there are after our army lost two battles in a row?" The army sergeant stretched out a finger and patiently advised: "It's a million, just a little more. Can you save today?" Those hundred people, but can you save those million people? The culprits are the Japanese invaders. Only by repelling them can the people of this world have a good life. "

"Master Jun, I know what you are saying, but what I cultivate as a Taoist is to follow one's original intention. Killing demons and destroying demons to protect our country is our original intention. The same is true for hoeing the strong, supporting the weak, and rescuing others." My heart!" Mingxin made a Taoist bow with one hand. "Please also ask the military master to leave your number. One day, when I think I have done what I should do, I will join the army and kill the enemy!"

"Okay! Little Taoist priest, please remember that our army is an independent battalion directly under the 43rd Army of the National Revolutionary Army. It will arrive in Xuzhou in the near future. If you want to find our unit, you only have a few days." When the scholar saw that the little Taoist priest was extremely stubborn, he could only retreat and settle for the next best thing.

But he had secretly planned to stay in Xuzhou City for the past few days, just for this little Taoist priest.

He believed that his parents would not let such a good special forces embryo go. He had even thought that if he could partner with this little Taoist priest who had the unique skills of listening to sounds, positioning, and flying knives, he would be able to touch the cliff in the middle of the night.

Army sergeant named Lu Zhongda is a member of Gu Xishui's special team. As a machine gunner in his late 30s with only three years of military service, Lu Zhongda actually did not belong to the 88th Division, but was a evacuee after a business failure. The militiamen who took refuge in the militia were only replenished into the 88th Division before the Battle of Sihangwarehouse due to the heavy losses of the 88th Division during the Battle of Songhu.

Originally, Lu Zhongda's occupation was just a hawker. In the eyes of many regular troops, he was just cannon fodder. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhongda not only survived, but because the main and secondary machine gunners were killed in the Sihang Warehouse, he, a guard, could only catch up and control. Light machine gun, unexpectedly developed a talent for machine gun shooting. Later, he became more and more courageous as he fought, killing dozens of enemies with a light machine gun.

Even though his military rank is only sergeant now, it is actually the result of jumping three ranks in a row. In fact, he did not even have a military rank in the militia before, and was given the rank of private only when he entered the 88th Division.

He was selected into the special operations team by Gu Xishui. On the one hand, he has accurate machine gun shooting skills. On the other hand, he has rich experience in the world. He has seen a lot of things in the world, knows many local dialects, and is also sophisticated.

Otherwise, Tang Dao would not have sent him to Xuzhou one step ahead of the main force to explore the prices in the local horse market and grain market in Xuzhou. The little Taoist priest Mingxin didn't know that he had missed the army that was most suitable for him. He also didn't know that there would be a special soldier who regarded him as a treasure and stayed in Xuzhou City just for him. He only knew that he had to do something for the refugees. something.

The refugees did not disappoint him. Seven or eight refugees went to the grain store and bought all the money raised by Mingxin's performance. At noon that day, they cooked food in the open space under the city wall using a few large pots borrowed from the soup kitchen. Make rice porridge.

It's just that it's not as thick as Mingxin imagined.

It is true that there are too many people.

The refugees who came after hearing the news actually gathered more than 2,000 people in less than an hour. Even the army responsible for city defense was alerted and an infantry platoon was specially sent to maintain order.

Facing the emaciated refugees who were begging for food, a few refugees who had deeply experienced the feeling of hunger had to make gruel, and then they barely shared a bowl with each person.

And there were more refugees coming from further away. Mingxin couldn't refuse the refugees' full eyes, so she had no choice but to perform again.

However, Mingxin is very smart and knows that although his knife-throwing skill is very exciting, it is a time of war and chaos, and no one is rich in the pockets of the people. It is difficult to regain the previous effect after performing in an area.

In three days, Mingxin led a dozen or so refugees who had filled their bellies and had some strength to perform throughout Xuzhou City.

Sometimes when the harvest is good, you can earn as much as 20 silveryang at a time, and sometimes when the harvest is not good, there are constant cheers, but at most there are only three or five silveryang of copper coins in the bamboo basket.

There was even a moment when the military and police saw that there were too many people gathered and dispersed the crowd before Mingxin could even start his performance.

However, this did not disappoint Mingxin who worked hard to pursue his original intention.

In this world, everyone has his or her own position and ideas. Standing in different positions is destined to have different views.

It may be difficult for them to refuse to pay after watching the excitement; the military and police who violently dispersed the crowd did not want the crowd to gather and pose a threat.

However, at noon, Mingxin was angry.

Some people's hearts are really dark.

In the morning, Mingxin went to two places in a row and put in two performances in a row, but she could only raise nearly ten yuan. According to the current market price, it was only the money to buy eighty or ninety kilograms of polished rice, but the city wall There were more than 3,000 refugees waiting to eat porridge at their feet. This was already a noon that was destined to completely turn rice porridge into water porridge.

But what Mingxin didn't expect was that the black-hearted shopkeeper in front of them took the money and gave them only the first 20 kilograms bag of polished rice, while the remaining three bags were brown rice mixed with countless stones. Half of the bags were filled with pebbles. The refugees who had not checked them carefully because the mouth of the bag was tightly tied began to cry sadly on the spot.

As the saying goes, men don't shed tears easily, but a few grown men burst into tears because they were tricked into buying rice!

Ming Xin naturally refused to comply and simply asked to return the goods with a few bags of brown rice.

"Haha! Taoist priest, you are wrong. What evidence do you have to prove that this is bought from this grain store? Even if it is bought from this grain store, once the rice grains are sold, they will not be returned or exchanged. This is the rule of the grain store. In addition, , you said there are stones in these three bags of brown rice, then can I suspect that it was Taoist priest who put them in to defraud the grain store?" The shopkeeper of the grain store with a pair of slender eyes and a pointed face smiled. Very villainous.

"Shopkeeper, you know what you have done. I am an outsider, so I will not cause trouble for you for no reason!" Mingxin suppressed her anger and remained calm. "If you exchange the life food of the living refugees today, you will pretend that the evil things you have done have never happened. Otherwise, don't blame me for suing!"

"Tsk, tsk! File a lawsuit! Then you can do it yourself, Taoist priest. Now you can go and don't block my business!" The sharp-faced and monkey-cheeked shopkeeper of the grain shop showed no fear at all. He arrogantly took his chin and nodded with the grain outside the door. There was a long line of people lining up to buy their bags. "Ask them, are they willing to watch Taoist priest make trouble here?"

"Shopkeeper Wang, I don't think it's easy for the Taoist priest. How about raising money and food to help those refugees? How about you just give him ten or eight catties of rice?" There must be some understanding people in the crowd, and someone shouted at that moment. voice.

"Who? Who is speaking for him? It's like a toad yawning - such a loud tone!" The sharp-faced shopkeeper raised his eyebrows. "Since some people want to condone this Taoist priest's unreasonable troubles, that's good, buddy, go and write that the price of food has increased by 10% due to lack of food today!"

“Shopkeeper Wang, no, no!”

“Little Taoist Priest, please do your best and leave quickly! Stop making unreasonable troubles here!”

"Yes! Who is not waiting for the rice to be put into the pot? Little Taoist priest, the price of food is already high due to your commotion. If it rises by 10%, the whole family will not be able to survive."

As soon as he heard this, the crowd went crazy. The direction of the wind immediately changed, and everyone wanted to drive Ming Xin away.

"You are a profiteer who bullies the market! You deserve to be killed!" Mingxin, no matter how he was a cultivator, had cultivated his moral character in the mountains for more than ten years and was still a young man. At this time, his anger welled up and he slapped him.

“Bang!” The sharp-faced shopkeeper immediately took off from the spot.

Ming Xin slapped the human body, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, and flew two meters away. It hit a square table where food was placed, crushing it to pieces.

The crowd that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet.

Shopkeeper Wang Lili, who was lying on the ground, was obviously stunned by the sudden slap. He didn't recover for more than ten seconds. It wasn't until half of his pointed face became visibly fatter that he realized that he had been slapped. beated.

"You have so much silver!" Shopkeeper Wang covered his face with one hand and pointed at Ming Xin, trembling.

It wasn't until he made a sound that he couldn't believe, and trembled and touched his mouth, that he discovered that his two front teeth had also been slapped away by Mingxin, a big mouth. old lady.

This means that Mingxin finally managed to hold back a little bit of strength when she slapped him. Otherwise, how could this guy have the chance to test whether his mouth was leaking?

"Guyuan, Huyuan, someone is robbing the food!" The stunned boy on the side shouted crazily.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps in the grain store.

The crowd buying food dispersed, and many people even left quietly.

As locals, they knew the power of this grain store that had just arrived in Xuzhou City. It's not that a strong dragon cannot conquer the river, but what kind of background does a grain store have when it was first established and was able to suppress a group of local snakes and become one of the top three grain stores in Xuzhou City?

Not far away, Lu Zhongda, who had just arrived, also saw this scene, but frowned quietly.

He also inquired about Tang's Grain Store, one of the best in Xuzhou City. Although Tang's Grain Store was only established a month ago, he heard that it has a profound background. Even the police chief responsible for managing this place had to talk to the shopkeeper when he came here. He nodded and bowed, and even heard that he had a military background.

On weekdays, the rice is short of a pound or two, and brown rice is replaced with polished rice. Even the locals do not dare to say a few words. Not to mention outsiders, they basically suffer the loss of being dumb.

The independent camp needs to purchase grain. Naturally, such grain shops are on the blacklist, so it is better to have less dealings with them.

Unexpectedly, Independent Camp did not get into trouble with such a shady businessman, but Mingxin beat up the front desk manager, and even his teeth were knocked out. He was destined to cause a big trouble.

More than a dozen big-bodied nurses rushed in aggressively, but Mingxin was happy and unafraid!

Slaying demons and destroying demons is based on the original intention!

These people are not monsters, but they are the little devils causing trouble in the world!

The master said, then beat him!

　　ps: Today is still two chapters in one, a 5,000-word chapter!

(End of this chapter)

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