In the jungle next to the paddy fields outside the town of Manxi, Wei Ran stared at the temple in the town that was burning with fire. After a moment of silence, he followed the topic and asked, "Tell me, how important is the temple?"

Zhou Guochang was stunned for a moment, then he clenched his fists and explained, "Dianping is a Buddhist country, and temples are more than just faith for them.

Those temples distributed in various towns and even villages also undertake various functions such as schools, hospitals, inns, security, and even warehouse storage and law. There is a saying in Free Power, if you can fix the monks and temples here, you will have Free Power.

"

After saying this in one breath, Zhou Guochang pointed to the thick smoke emitting from Manxi Town, "The temple in Manxi was blown up. Before the monks and local villagers repaired the temple and the Buddha statues inside, they could not spare more money."

More energy to help the soldiers of the expeditionary force.

Even, because of that stupid pig named Aung San, many people without electricity even regarded the Japanese as friends before the Oxygen Light was occupied, and helped them fight against our expeditionary force."

"Religious people have something seriously wrong with their brains."

Wei Ran raised his chin in the direction of the town, changed the subject and said, "The residents of Mansi Town have begun to run out."

In just a few words, the two of them could vaguely see that in the distant towns, people began to drive buffaloes and leave the town with their belongings.

"They went to hide in the surrounding mountains."

Zhou Guochang sighed, "Without the villagers in Manxi Town, it means that there is no supplies. In the next few days, not only the rice from the residents' homes will be transported into the mountains and hidden, but the rice that is about to mature will also be eaten by them."

rush in the harvest."

"You seem familiar," Wei Ran replied absently.

"We have seen this kind of thing many times on the way from Oxygen Light. What is even more terrifying than this is that their own people are robbing their own people and even robbing temples."

Zhou Guochang's tone was full of exhaustion and despair that did not match his age. "Those Japs are very smart. They are waiting for the people here to finish harvesting all the rice. They will rush out and steal the entire year's harvest."

They took away the buffaloes used to plow the fields, and by the way, they also took away the Buddhist statues in the temple that were not damaged by the fire and the women who did not have time to escape."

"So, there aren't many Japs in Manxi Town now?" Wei Ran said abruptly.

Zhou Guochang was stunned when he heard this, "It seems to be true, but they must be hiding nearby."

"They are probably hiding in the village called Nanhaidang in the south, but the number of people must not be large. After all, the main force of the 288th Regiment is still behind."

Wei Ran said with almost certainty, "They must know about today's bombing here. Since they know, they will definitely not leave too many people in Munsi town waiting to be bombed."

"But you didn't just kill..."

“You can’t leave no one alone”

Wei Ran thought for a while and said ambiguously, "I even suspect that the two people I killed were probably the other two of the four people you and Mr. Luke met who were chasing you."

"You mean they arrived at Manxi Town early?" Zhou Guochang's eyes widened.

"if not?"

Wei Ran asked back, "Get to Munsi Town in advance and see if you and Mr. Luke have made it there. If so, contact more people to arrest you. If not, stay and observe the effects of the bombing."

Of course, these are all my guesses. But what is certain is that even if there are ghosts in Muncie Town now, there are definitely not many."

"Then should I ask those villagers?" Zhou Guochang asked, pointing to more and more villagers running outside the town.

“No need for the time being”

Wei Ran waved his hand, "It is too conspicuous to go against the flow of people at this time, and you will be exposed easily. Although we guess that there are not many plainclothes Japs there, there is no need to take risks. Now we wait, if we can meet up with Squad Leader Liang

If they say it, we'd better go directly to Mo's village."

"Or should we go find them?" Zhou Guochang suggested rather whimsically.

"How to find it?"

When Wei Ran asked back, he had already picked up his backpack and walked towards the donkey hidden deep in the jungle, and then started to take things out one by one, "You keep an eye outside, except to pay attention to whether anyone is coming towards us."

In addition to running over, you should also keep an eye on it. If Squad Leader Liang and others come out, be sure not to let them light the fire."

"Leave it to me!" After Zhou Guochang said this, he glanced at the basket eagerly, "Well, can you give me another piece of glutinous rice?"

"Take it"

Wei Ran happily stuffed a piece of glutinous rice into the other man's hand. Thanks to enough kyats and gold and silver rings that he collected from the two Japs, he actually bought a lot of good things before leaving Mansi Town.

Things, those glutinous rice wrapped in banana leaves, can only be regarded as snacks at best.

The most important thing here, besides the coarse salt contained in the half-meter-long bamboo tube with the mouth of a tea cup, what he bought the most was the brown sugar boiled by local villagers using sugar cane juice.

After untying the two German lunch boxes that Squad Leader Liang had not allowed him to touch before, Wei Ran opened one of them and found that the lunch box was only half full of brown sugar, and on the tray of the lunch box, there was

Two silver coins wrapped in layers of coarse cloth and an ox horn comb also wrapped in layers of coarse cloth.

Picking up this comb and looking at it carefully, there are two small characters "Chang Qing" engraved on it.

"You don't even say you have it yourself, you quite believe me."

Wei Ran murmured as he carefully wrapped the horn comb and put it back on the tray. Then he opened the banana leaf that wrapped the brown sugar and poured in the brown sugar that had condensed into lumps.

It wasn't until the lunch box was filled with brown sugar that he closed the tray and lid and hung it back on the donkey's body.

Wei Ran reached out to pick up the second lunch box and opened it, but what was inside made Wei Ran stunned.

In this lunch box, there is an old-fashioned folding razor and a piece of soap on the upper tray, and in the main space on the lower level, there is a booklet bound with cotton thread. The outside of the booklet is also wrapped with a layer of yellow.

of wax paper.

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How many people had eaten? Even behind each record, in addition to the three-character signature of Liang Yimin, there was also a conspicuous red fingerprint as a certificate.

After wrapping the booklet again, Wei Ran took out a tube of silver coins rolled in paper and a stack of kyats wrapped in hand rolls from the lunch box, weighed them, and then put them back together with the booklet.

At this point, all that was left on the lower floor of the lunch box were two writing brushes that were no longer as long as a tachyon, two double-ended gun oil cans, and a small bamboo tube that was only as long as a cigarette and as thick as a banana.

I pulled out a double-headed gun oil can and looked at it. On it were neat red and white calligraphy with the words "pen cleaning oil" and "ink" written on it.

Pulling out another one, there is no writing on this gun oil bottle, just the two lids are painted red and white respectively.

He shook it unwillingly, then unscrewed it and took a look. Although it was indeed filled with red and white paint, the oil can itself did not emit any unwanted noise like a bullet hidden inside.

sound.

After restoring the two oil cans and putting them back into the lunch box, Wei Ran finally picked up the small bamboo tube and unscrewed it, only to find that in addition to one axis of thread and two sewing needles, there was just an extra piece of ink inside.

After thinking for a while, Wei Ran took out a bunch of unspent gold rings, jade Buddha amulets and other trophies from his pocket and threw them into the lunch box. He re-covered the tray with the razor and the lid of the lunch box, and hung it again on the

After getting on the donkey, he also took off the Japanese lunch box that was originally hanging with the two German lunch boxes.

Fortunately, there was nothing in the lunch box except a handful of soybeans. Seeing this, Wei Ran took out a new pair of unworn socks from his bag, put the brown sugar in and put on an extra layer.

Put it in.

After placing these things, he put the bamboo tube of coarse salt into the basket full of kitchen utensils. Wei Ran rechecked the basket he bought. Now, except for a few portions wrapped in banana leaves, Wei Ran

In addition to the glutinous rice, there were also scattered a machete issued by the British army, a Gurkha scimitar from an unknown source, and two new sickles.

Of course, at the bottom of the backpack, there are piles of towels, soaps and shaving supplies that I bought randomly, as well as two pairs of unworn British army shorts and a rolled-up poster of a beautiful woman. Of course, there is also a small half bag of rice, as well as some items on the road.

While passing by the sugar cane field, I picked up a few sugar cane sticks.

After stuffing all the towels, soap, razors and other gadgets into his backpack, Wei Ran took out the Gurkha scimitar and waved it around with interest.

He had always wanted to buy this thing before he went to Russia to study, but he never expected that it would finally come true here.

It's a pity that now he has long lost his enthusiasm for this thing, so after getting over the novelty, he happily gave it to Zhou Guochang along with the matching leather case. He couldn't carry this thing anyway.

Even if he could take it back to his world, it would be of no use at all.

Although he didn't care, Zhou Guochang was extremely happy. After taking over the strange-looking scimitar, he directly threw away the wooden knife box and the rusty hatchet fixed at his waist.

Seeing this, Wei Ran just smiled and said nothing. He just silently mixed the small half bag of rice he bought with the small half bag originally put on the donkey.

After trying the weight of the bag of rice, Wei Ran finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if it was enough for these people to walk out of Savage Mountain alive, but he knew that if there were more, the donkey beside him might not be able to carry it.

.

While he was secretly calculating how long these supplies would last them in Savage Mountain, Zhou Guochang, who was in charge of sentry duty, shouted in surprise, "Quick! Come on! I seem to see Uncle Liang and Mr. Luke!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately stood up, ran quickly to the edge of the jungle, and followed Zhou Guochang's guidance and looked over.

"Is that them? Is that them?" Zhou Guochang asked, pointing into the distance.

Although they were some distance away, both Wei Ran and Zhou Guochang could clearly see that the three of them seemed to be running towards Manxi Town with two people carrying one person!

“Look at the good stuff here!”

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he turned around and ran to the side of the donkey, removed the wooden frame from it, turned over and sat on it, grabbed the reins and ran in the direction of Squad Leader Liang and others!

As the distance between the two parties got closer and closer, after Wei Ran confirmed that the three people were indeed them, he immediately slapped the donkey's mouth with the reins.

Under the stimulation of pain, the hard-working little donkey immediately started braying.

And this unpleasant but loud enough braying of a donkey immediately attracted the attention of the three people, and immediately caused them to change direction.

After Wei Ran led the donkey through a paddy field, he immediately saw that Luke was lying on a simple stretcher made of rattan and bamboo poles, with a wet baby on his forehead.

sock.

"What's wrong with him?" Wei Ran quickly walked over and asked.

"He fainted this morning!" Qin Shouzheng explained in a breathy voice, "It felt like his forehead was on fire. I told him to throw him away, but Squad Leader Liang refused."
To be continued...