In the quiet room, the metal book stopped at the blank page 11 amidst the clattering sound of turning pages. The quill that fell off the cover drew a swishy path hidden in the reeds. The middle winding river.
In the distance of this river, you can still vaguely see several wooden boats and motorboats with aunt's paper flags, while there is a wooden boat hidden in the nearby reeds. On top of this small boat, there are two large lifting poles with wild goose feathers on them!
To Wei Ran’s surprise, the writing under the pattern turned bright red again!
Character identity: Wei Ran, a waiter at the tea shed at Dongguan Wharf
Return conditions: Assist Zhou Houpu in completing the ambush mission and take fifteen photos.
Skill mission: Kill the traitor Qiu Ermazi with cold weapons
Skill mission? What is this? Zhou Houpu... seems to be Suisui's great-grandfather?
In Wei Ran's doubts, dazzling white light has enveloped his vision, and noisy conversations can be heard in his ears. At the same time, his nose can also smell the vague fragrance of tea.
"Boy Wei, have a pot of tea!" Almost as soon as his vision recovered, he heard someone greeting him.
Following the sound, I saw an uncle wearing a long robe and a black melon cap. He looked to be in his fifties. Sitting across from the same Eight Immortals table as the uncle was an old man who looked like Mr. A young man about his own age.
On the benches on either side of the old man and the young man was a rattan box that seemed to be able to be carried on the back. On the other side was a white cloth cover with an embroidered tiger showing its teeth and claws, and there were two figures on each side. The small words embroidered on the column read "I pray that people in the world will not be sick, so why worry about putting medicine on the shelf to produce dust."
Look again at the polished tiger brace placed on the table, combined with the Chinese New Year. From the half of the story his grandfather told, Wei Ran immediately guessed the identities of these two people. If nothing else goes wrong, the young man who looks about the same age as himself may be his great-grandfather, and the uncle who is quite a fairy-like person should be Suisui's grandfather.
"Is your kid suffering from hysteria?" Uncle Zhou saw Wei Ran staring at him in a daze, and waved to him with a smile, "How about you let me give you a few injections? Or give you an injection?" Apply plaster?"
"No, no, no," Wei Ran came to his senses and quickly took a coarse porcelain teapot and two large bowls from the counter, pouring each of them a cup of tea.
In addition to the stove for boiling water and a water tank with several large watermelons in it, the tea shed facing the street only has five tables in total. The other tables are each occupied by some people with smiles on their faces. There were some sad men and women, and at one end of the wall was a storyteller. This storyteller seemed to be the owner of the tea shed, and the street facing him was bustling with people as if attending a big fair.
One end of the street leads directly into the city, and not far from the other end is the city gate building. Looking through the city gate hole, you can vaguely see a heavily guarded pier and a large area of sparkling water. .
Averted his eyes and looked at himself again. He was wearing patched gray clothes and pants, a pair of cloth shoes with his big toes exposed on his feet, a white apron tied around his waist, and a pair of tea-stained trousers dyed yellow on his shoulders. He was wearing a handkerchief and carrying a heavy enamel iron pot.
Under the greetings of the tea guests who were listening to books, Wei Ran carried a big iron pot back and forth between the stove and the tables, and from time to time he had to fill the stove with some But even so, he still put most of his attention on his great-grandfather's table.
It’s just a pity that these two men seemed to have come just to listen to a book and drink tea. At most, Uncle Zhou would explain the distribution of acupuncture points and joints, as well as reset techniques to the young man sitting opposite. .
From time to time, a few familiar people came to him and asked him to take his pulse and ask for a prescription. And looking at the accustomed look of the tea shed owner who was busy telling stories, it was obvious that this was not the first time such a thing had happened.
While Wei Ran was busy, the sun outside the tea shed gradually set in the west. Except for the table of master and apprentice, the rest of the people in the tea shed also dispersed in twos and threes, even the boss of the tea shed. , also stopped after clapping the gavel, and poured himself a large bowl of crude tea left over from others.
But before Wei Ran, who had been busy for most of the day, could take a break, several soldiers dressed as puppet troops came down from the heavily defended city gate building not far away.
These big-headed soldiers walked into the teahouse chattering and drinking, paid for a watermelon that had been soaked in water from the boss, and ordered a large pot of herbal tea with cold water and a plate of fried melon seeds.
Before Wei Ran could collect the things ordered by these big-headed soldiers, one of the big-headed soldiers had already walked to Uncle Zhou's side, sat down on the bench and said with a sad face, "Doctor Zhou, you Take a look at my lower back. It has been hurting for several days, and I have been waiting for you to come over." Uncle Zhou put down the tea cup in his hand calmly and said gently, "Put it on. Lift up your coat and let me take a look."
Hearing this, the big-headed soldier immediately lifted up the hem of his clothes and turned around to expose his skinny spine. Wei Ran, who had been secretly observing from the side, could vaguely see that there seemed to be a small note between the fingers of the soldier holding up his clothes.
Uncle Zhou calmly took the note from the opponent's hand, and then reached out and pressed his hand on the former's lower back. The big-headed soldier immediately bared his teeth, attracting his companions at the table not far away. of ridicule.
"Have you moved a lot of things these past two days?" Uncle Zhou took back his hand and asked with a smile.
The big-headed soldier said with a grimace, "It's not bad."
"You took a shower after moving the things?"
"No!" Then The big-headed soldier straightened up with great effort, "The sun is so bright at noon. I'm sweating even if I stand still. Why don't you go into the water and splash twice?"
"Let's put on a patch of plaster first and take a look. , I'll come back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. If it still hurts, I'll give you two injections, but don't go into the water these two days. What are you doing?After I finished moving my things, I was excited to take a bath in the water. After saying that, Uncle Zhou turned to the young man who was watching and said, "Shoutian, heat up the plaster." "
Han Shoutian? It seems that he is really his great-grandfather. Wei Ran has no doubt at this time. He has heard this name from Suisui's grandfather more than once, so he can naturally understand it. Get the number.
While he was visiting relatives, his youthful great-grandfather Han Shoutian, who was almost a few years older than him, had already taken out a bottle of black wine from the rattan box next to him. The lacquered small pot walked to the stove where the water was boiling, and placed it on the stove to slowly heat it.
At the same time, there was also one of the other big soldiers. Putting down the finished watermelon, he warmly approached Uncle Zhou and complained about his physical discomfort, or asked for a few injections, or asked for a prescription, or applied a plaster like the big-headed soldier at the beginning. < /p>
The second big-headed soldier hasn’t been dealt with yet. Han Shoutian has already prepared a plaster, and the big-headed soldier who seems to have a problem honestly lifts up the hem of his clothes again, leaving the former alone. He put a hot plaster on his lower back.
After dealing with the big soldiers, Uncle Zhou picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, then stood up and said, "Shouta, it's almost the same. It's time for us to go home. ”
When Han Shoutian, who had been sitting quietly beside him, heard this, he immediately stood up and paid for the tea, put the rattan box on his back, picked up the tiger disguise and walked out.
Do you want to follow?
Before Wei Ran could make a decision, the owner of the tea stall also said in a hoarse voice, "Boy Wei, let's close the stall too. "
"Oh...here it comes! ”
Wei Ran finally took back the steps he was about to take, and patiently helped stack the tables, chairs, and benches. Following the example of the tea shed owner, he stacked them together and tied them with hemp rope. Then he He also collected the porcelain pots, tea bowls, iron kettles for boiling water, two unsold watermelons, and a bag of roasted seeds and nuts. Then he poured out the unburned firewood and hung it on the front of a wheelbarrow. /p>
Under the sultry sunset, the tea shed owner was pushing a wheelbarrow in front, and Wei Ran was unfamiliar with carrying a pole with tables and chairs on both ends in the back. The two of them ran twice before picking up everything. In a courtyard with adobe walls at the end of a small alley
"This is today's wages and tomorrow's firewood money."
The tea shed owner is waiting for the last delivery of things to this only three-storey house. After entering the courtyard of the blue brick house, he took out a few colorful paper tickets from his pocket and handed them to Wei Ran, "Remember to put out all the teapots and teacups tonight. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, we will go out early." "
"Okay...Okay." Wei Ran took the money and was worrying about where to stay at night, but he didn't expect the tea shed owner to hum a drama and turn away with the bag of roasted seeds and nuts in one hand.
"Is this my home? ”
Wei Ran turned his head and looked at the small yard behind him, then at the tea shed owner who had almost reached the entrance of the alley, and finally looked at the paper tickets in his hand and asked.Xing closed the wooden door of the small courtyard and followed his memory in the direction where Uncle Zhou's master and apprentice left.
Unfortunately, until he replaced the few paper tickets in his hand with various kinds of food, not only did he not find the two of them, but he almost got lost.
But it was not without its rewards. After more than an hour, at least my stomach was full. I also unexpectedly discovered a church with a plaster flag hanging on the roof in the city, and even saw a church. The little devil in the team also found out from a newspaper picked up nearby that the current time should be after late June of 1941. As for how long this tattered newspaper had expired, he didn't know.
After spending a lot of effort to return to the small courtyard at the end of the alley, Wei Ran used the door bar to press the two old door panels, and looked at this with the last ray of the setting sun. Large yard.
Not counting the three low blue brick houses, the corners of the three walls were piled with firewood and bundles of dry reeds that seemed to be used only for firewood. There was also a branch in the middle of the yard. There are leafy persimmon trees and a well.
The conditions for this character are pretty good, so why is he working in a tea shed?
Wei Ran muttered to himself and carefully walked into the main room of the three-room blue brick house. There are two stoves on each side of the main room, which is not that big. However, the pot on the stove on the east side is gone. Although the pot on the west side is still there, you can tell by the rust that it has not been used for a while. .
Looking at the rooms on both sides, except for the two quilts on the bed, which were barely clean, it was really a bare house with no chairs around the walls.
Sitting on the edge of the kang, Wei Ran suddenly appeared in his left hand a slender Mauser bayonet. Now that he had this cold weapon, he had never even seen the traitor Qiu Ermazi mentioned in the return mission.
What made him even more confused was that although he met his great-grandfather Han Shoutian and his master Dr. Zhou today, the Zhou Houpu mentioned in the return mission, who was Suisui's great-grandfather, In other words, Dr. Zhou's son was not seen at all, which would be a bit troublesome.
Put away the Mauser bayonet that was temporarily unused, and then a pistol with a silencer appeared in Wei Ran's hand.
After removing the magazine and looking at it, he saw that it was full of bullets. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. It was good news that the 1944 bullets could be used in 1941. This silencer It's even better news to be able to bring it here.
"Now let's see if the magazine in the food box is there"
Wei Ran took back his pistol and took out the food box. To his joy and disappointment, the food box suddenly There is indeed a magazine on the floor, but there is only one. Fortunately, this magazine is full, instead of only giving 10 rounds like before.
In addition, there are a lot of seasonings he purchased before. Looking at the second layer of the food box, the chocolates that he had torn off the packaging in advance were also filled to the brim.
“Not bad,At least the magazine is full, now it depends on how many shells that anti-tank gun can use! "Wei Ran threw a piece of cream chocolate into his mouth with satisfaction, and then put away the food box, preparing to take out the big killer weapon he had obtained not long ago.
However, this time, even though he had made it in advance, I was ready, and I brought my left hand close to the ground to avoid crushing the kang, but the anti-tank gun did not come out!
"It failed? "
Wei Ran tried hard with his left hand, but it was still empty. If you don't believe in evil, you try to summon the gun again, but this time it is not affected.
Broken! Broken. It's broken! Where's my anti-tank gun?
The panicked Wei Ran put his pistol on the edge of the kang, and then tried to summon the medical kit, kerosene lamp and camera in the metal book. Semi-automatic rifles and even guqin.
But after he tested it, he found that only the anti-tank gun with its own gun carriage, the semi-automatic rifle and the medical kit could not be taken out. ! As for other things such as kerosene gas lamps, telescopes, and guqin, they are not affected at all.
There is no heavy firepower, no suppressive semi-automatic rifle, and no life-saving medical kit. How can we play like this? ?
Just when Wei Ran was confused by the sudden situation, a sudden gunshot was heard outside the yard, followed by a series of rapid whistles and urgent sounds. The sound of gunfire followed!
Looking at the window subconsciously, Wei Ran immediately put away everything on the kang after realizing that the window edges covered with window paper could not allow him to see outside. Something, Sa Yazi ran out of the room.
After a while, the gunshots that rang out from time to time were getting closer and closer. When he cautiously opened the courtyard door, he immediately saw two figures coming from ten. Turn over the low wall less than two meters high at the end of the alley a few meters away. "Doctor Zhou and Grandpa?" "
After Wei Ran recognized the two figures he had been looking for for more than an hour, he immediately ran over without thinking. But then he was stabbed by a rough workmanship in Uncle Zhou's hand.
Wei Ran looked at the hammer of the gun that was not cocked at all, and then looked at the wound on the thigh of his great-grandfather Han Shoutian, who was hit by a bullet, and hurriedly looked at it. Whispered, “It’s me! Wei Ran from the tea shed, Mrs. Zhou...”
Wei Ran got stuck mid-sentence. He didn’t know what to call his great-grandfather. After all, his family was not that senior and it was built in On the other hand, calling her by seniority at this time seems to run the risk of being treated as a fool and getting a few needles in the head.
"I know it's you, but who do you call your wife?" "Uncle Zhou put away the gun and let Wei Ran help him lift up Han Shoutian who was shot in the thigh.
"Isn't I nervous about being held up by a gun?"
Wei Ran Before he finished speaking, he saw a strong man emerging from the broken brick wall behind the master and apprentice, holding a box cannon and preparing to fire.
There was no way he was coming.Without reacting, Wei Ran raised his left hand, aimed at the target and pulled the trigger. Although the sound of gunshots suppressed by the silencer was much smaller, it was still clearly audible, but it sounded a little weird.
Afraid that the two masters would see something, Wei Ran put the gun back into the metal book before they turned around, and at the same time swung his left hand on his lower back to cover it up.
At the same time, the strong man with the gun in his eyebrows also let go of his hand, and the box cannon in his hand fell along the low wall. At the other end of the gun, there was a burst of exclamation and noisy footsteps.
"Are you nervous?" Uncle Zhou glanced at Wei Ran with a strange expression.
Wei Ran ignored that and bent down to pick up the box cannon and a brick at the base of the wall. He first pointed to the small door of his yard that was still open, and then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hurry up. Run! There are people waiting for us at the entrance of the alley! I'll give them a grenade first!" Before he finished speaking, he threw the half brick in his hand to the other side of the broken brick wall. Amidst a series of sounds of the other party falling down, Uncle Zhou and Uncle Zhou helped Han Shoutian, who was shot in the thigh, into his small courtyard.
It wasn’t until he used the door bars to push the two wooden doors silently to death again that the three of them breathed a sigh of relief one after another. In the alley that was only separated by a wall from them, there was already a chaotic sound again. gunfire.
Waving to signal the master and apprentice to go behind the pile of reeds piled in the corner, Wei Ran walked to the edge of the well, filled a wooden bucket with water from it, and moved it I set up a table and a stool, and unhurriedly cleaned up the bamboo basket full of teapots and teacups.
In such a short time, there were scattered gunshots outside the small courtyard and curses after discovering that they had been cheated. Immediately afterwards, the two broken door panels that were pressed against the top door bars made a banging sound.
Wei Ran put down the tea bowl that had only been filled with water once, trotted over quickly, and asked pretending to be scared, "Who...who is it?"
"Hurry up and give it to me Open the door!" The person outside the door shouted impatiently.
Deliberately hesitating, Wei Ran carefully opened the courtyard door, and then saw a man wearing silk clothes and trousers, holding a box of cannons, and a middle-parted traitor's head on his head, but he was tall. The little fat man who even struggled to reach 1.6 meters walked in.
"Why didn't you open the door for so long?" The short fat man asked as he walked in with two men behind him dressed as puppet soldiers.
"How... how dare you?" Wei Ran stuttered deliberately, "Two people just ran over. If I hadn't closed the door quickly, they might have broken in. ”
“Boss Qiu, he’s a guy from Dongguan Teahouse,” one of the puppet soldiers said, “This guy is famous for his honesty and he shouldn’t lie to us.”
Is this jumping-type thing the traitor Qiu Ermazi?
Wei Ran, who was following behind him, glanced suspiciously at the traitor, who was only as high as his shoulders at most.I started to think about whether to backstab him directly.