A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 431 Hello, Brother Tree, you're awake...

“Bai Jun, although you lost your son, the village has treated you well all these years, hasn’t it? Your wife is mentally challenged, and the village has made you pay your share of the annual grain tax for all these years.”

Several elderly women blocked the entrance to Bai Jun's house, berating him.

Zhang Zhaodi was usually bullied by these women, and now that she saw them blocking the door, she lowered her head and dared not look at them.

Bai Jun has always been an honest and law-abiding villager who never dares to speak up even when he is in the right, let alone now when he has no reason to speak up.

The woman became more and more agitated as she spoke, and without regard for Bai Tiejun's ashes and the simple mourning hall, she barged in.

“Look, we men are planning to bury your son in a few days. You’re from our village. We can’t side with outsiders. We’ve relied on the collective for our livelihood all these years, and this money belongs to the collective. Don’t you think that makes sense?”

Looking at the aggressive woman, Bai Jun stammered, "You're right. I didn't say I wouldn't contribute to the collective."

"Then tell me, doesn't that money belong to the village? Without the collective, where would the money come from? Why should the money be given to outsiders?"

"No, no, it's..." Bai Jun subconsciously looked at Bai Tiejun's box, "...the money..."

Zhang Zhaodi suddenly pinched him from behind. Although Zhang Zhaodi's intelligence was not quite the same as that of a normal person, she could still see the group of old women blocking the door, who usually bullied her.

So he subconsciously pinched Bai Jun.

The words Bai Jun was about to say were abruptly cut off.

After struggling several times, Bai Jun raised his head and walked quickly to Bai Tiejun's urn. He took a deep breath and opened the box, inside which was a stack of envelopes.

“This is money, but I have the collective in my heart. The village raised me, and I also have the village in my heart.”

A dozen or so village women's eyes flashed with golden light as they rushed over, their large figures knocking the thin Zhang Jun away.

"Stop fighting! This belongs to the village!! Anyone who dares to steal it will be dealt with when the village chief returns!"

"Don't steal it!!"

A large, obese woman snatched Bai Tiejun's box and hugged the envelope to her chest.

Bang!

The box fell to the ground, scattering Bai Tiejun's powder all over the ground, turning into an indistinguishable white stain on the black soil.

Zhang Jun stared blankly at his son's ashes. Zhang Zhaodi limped over, knelt on the ground, and tremblingly put the white powder into the box.

The old woman, her feet covered in chicken and pig droppings, trampled the powder into the ground, where it blended into the barren, black soil.

"Let's go, let's go to the village chief's house and talk about it!! Everyone, come with me!!"

The old women were overjoyed to have made such a great contribution to the village, and each of them held their chins high with immense pride.

In that impoverished home, Bai Jun sat slumped on the ground, staring blankly at his son's face.

Seeing that she couldn't gather herself up, Zhang Zhaodi let out screams and tumbled over, rushing towards Zhang Jun and kicking him repeatedly.

In this village, if a woman dared to hit a man, it was as if the Buddha statues in the temple came to life and beat up the Red Guards.

Zhang Jun covered his head and collapsed to the ground, sobbing, "Sob sob sob... Son, I'm so sorry."

Even so, with his son's ashes trampled on the ground, he had no thought of rebelling against the village.

Having lived under the village chief's authority since childhood, he had long since lost any will to resist.

As long as the collective is doing well and the village is functioning normally, he doesn't care.

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"Squad leader, why are you always looking back?" Gan Xiaoning suddenly turned around. Feng Yuxiu had been standing still and looking back every few times.

Once or twice you might just be looking at the scenery, but these two hours were spent looking back the whole time.

Feng Yuxiu smiled slightly and, to the astonishment of Gan Xiaoning and Ma Xiaoshuai, leaped off the cliff.

"Fuck me!"

Before the two could even react, they watched helplessly as Feng Yuxiu jumped.

Gan Xiaoning peered forward; below lay an unseen forest and orchids.

"Ma Xiaoshuai, you...you saw that?"

Ma Xiaoshuai's lips turned white. "Squad leader, why? Why is this happening...?"

"It's alright, it's alright, it's definitely a shortcut, absolutely a shortcut! Think about it... when the squad leader was guarding the Seventh Steel Company, he often participated in the group army's competitions, and he was number one in the group army!"

"What does it mean to be the number one army group? Especially one within the Beijing Military Region!"

"Run! Run! The squad leader is trying to shake us off! Run downhill!"

The two of them took off running.

After the two ran, Feng Yuxiu was hanging from a protrusion on the cliff.

Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath and climbed up with both hands.

Standing on the path, watching the direction Gan Xiaoning and the other person ran, he said, "I can handle this, but you two can't."

As Feng Yuxiu turned around, he saw a group of people rushing towards him on the road on the other side of the mountain.

"Twelve hours, and there might be wolves at night, you never know."

He's not Xu Sanduo, he's Feng Yuxiu.

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"Village chief, that kid is running incredibly fast! There are forks in the road and small paths everywhere, and cliffs on both sides. Is their pack really that big? We're trying our best to catch up, but we can't."

Sanzi spat and shouted breathlessly, hands on his hips.

“Keep chasing him. He represents the future of our village. Such a large sum of money is enough for us to live a life of luxury. My son still needs money in the county town.”

The village chief narrowed his eyes. "They can't escape. These mountains are all connected. Haven't all the women in our village tried to run away? Who has run away all these years?"

"Keep chasing! No one knows this place better than us. It's the future of the village; we can't let him get away."

A group of villagers, carrying hoes, continued their frantic run through the mountains.

Rumble!
Suddenly, countless stones the size of human heads rained down from the mountain to their left.

The village chief, his eyes blazing with fury, roared, "The mountain is collapsing!!!"

Everyone retreated and fled in terror.

"Sanzi, hurry up!! Run, you motherfucker!"

The path was already narrow, and it was a bit crowded for two people to walk side by side. The fear of falling rocks on the way down the mountain caused some villagers to lose their footing and fall directly down.

"Damn it, jump!! Otherwise we'll all be crushed to death!! At worst, we'll break our legs!!"

The village chief roared and jumped down without hesitation.

Sanzi gritted his teeth, "Village chief, if we break our bones, that kid won't be able to catch up! That's all our money!!"

"Save your mother's life first! We'll figure something out when we're alive! We still have those two idiots, Bai Jun. As long as we say we're out of money, they'll definitely send more! Even if they don't, I can make those idiots cough up that money!"

"Jump, Sanzi!!"

Sanzi gritted his teeth and jumped off the cliff.

A moment later, a wail rang out.

The village chief was lucky to have fallen onto a rock, and half of his thigh bone protruded.

The third son was in a worse situation; his head was smashed into a rock, and his brains spilled out of his eyes.

The village chief grabbed his leg and shouted a few times, then turned his head and saw Sanzi's head. He swallowed hard and shouted, "Who else is dead besides Sanzi!"

"Er Niu's son died headfirst, and the others are all seriously injured," someone reported.

"Those who can move, if you're lucky, come down the mountain and find someone! Find a doctor to save us!"

"I can still walk!"

"Me too!"

Two men, their faces dark with fear, were lucky enough to fall into the pool, only managing to scrape their foreheads. "Don't move, don't shout, just bear it! Conserve your energy!" The village chief, true to his age, was incredibly experienced in the wild mountains.

At the mountaintop, Feng Yuxiu gazed at this scene with an expressionless face.

"Bai Tiejun, look at you, you've been stuck with such uncultured parents. In a village like this, you've already done pretty well to get to where you are today."

"Whether it's a misfortune or a blessing, if I hadn't spent so long in the Seventh Steel Company and hadn't been tainted by the military atmosphere, this place would have become another mass grave."

"But I've done more than enough for you now. I believe Gan Xiaoning and Ma Xiaoshuai will inform Company Commander Gao Cheng about the situation in this village. He'll definitely resolve it."

Feng Yuxiu did not chase after the two villagers who were still able to move.

He stood atop the mountain, gazing wistfully into the distance, his eyes filled with a frantic struggle.

"Women can't control me. Li Xuanxuan, we're just not meant to be..."

Feng Yuxiu turned and left.

He could never be a cuckold, a country dog ​​always hovering around Li Xuanxuan.

Li Xuanxuan's mother's natural sense of superiority stirred up negative emotions in Feng Yuxiu.

He can only decide his own life; he has achieved everything step by step.

He slept only three hours a day from the Steel Seventh Company onwards, working himself to the bone to earn what he had.

He never relied on anyone; he deserved everything.

Moreover, the aftereffects of his Demon Subduing Skill and the Moon Ape's forced entry into the Ape Strike Technique have not returned for a long time.

This kind of thing is incurable, or he's on the verge of death at any moment.

Or... he may have developed a terminal illness.

Only terminal illnesses can allow a person to live peacefully and for a short period of time.

He was looking for a solution to his illness.

Wang Haisheng most likely went to Hong Kong, where there were skilled military personnel at that time.

The mainland is so vast; if he wanders around aimlessly like a headless fly, he could easily let his illness flare up.

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Feng Yuxiu turned and walked in the opposite direction from the county town.

The mountains on both sides became a narrower path, and eventually the path disappeared.

He walked through the desolate mountains and wilderness, in the vast mountains.

The horizon is so vast that you can't see the end of the world. Even if you die here, you'll never be found. You'll eventually become food for flies and insects, and your excrement will nourish the land.

Perhaps years later, a trumpet flower will grow on the corpse, with a bee buzzing around collecting nectar.

I don't know how long I walked, probably more than ten hours.

It's February now, and the nights are still so cold.

As he walked further, he even saw unmelted snow and ice.

The days of travel had changed Feng Yuxiu's appearance drastically; he now had a full beard and looked weathered.

Suddenly, Feng Yuxiu saw someone, and when he saw this person, he was stunned.

The last time I was stunned by such a look was when I met Weng Haisheng from my past life in Guangdong.

A country bumpkin, with a weathered face and an uninhibited air, wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, was urinating on the hillside.

His gaze drifted far, far away, and he stood on a hillside more than ten meters high. After urinating, he held a cigarette between two fingers of his right hand and drew a graceful arc in the air.

His gaze grew increasingly unfocused, and he squinted and trembled slightly.

Feng Yuxiu stared blankly at the strange man.

The man seemed to have noticed him too. He first took a quick look at him, then leaned closer to examine him more closely. But he seemed to be either nearsighted or mentally challenged, as he didn't realize he was standing on a hillside.

The snow under my feet slipped, and I fell forward.

Feng Yuxiu watched helplessly as he fell down a ten-meter-high hillside.

"what!"

A scream accompanied the sound of a rapid fall, followed by the slamming of a heavy object to the ground, and the icy tree roots piercing him to the core.

Feng Yuxiu frowned, thinking how could someone be so stupid. He quickly stepped forward, and both of them froze when they stood close to each other.

Because the two of them look exactly alike, except for the color of their clothes and teeth.

The man in front of me had a mouthful of yellow teeth, the color of which had been stained yellow from years of smoking.

The man shakily extended his right hand, then elegantly removed the cigarette butt from his mouth, drawing a perfect semicircle in the air. "You're just like me. Lost, aren't you? Keep going straight and you'll reach the village, and then the county town. You're really unlucky. How did you end up here? It's thousands of miles away from other counties and cities. Most people wouldn't come here."

Feng Yuxiu became even more curious, "You're about to die, don't you feel any pain? Aren't you scared?"

"Sigh, I wanted to die a long time ago when my brother died, but now it seems... it's only right that I die now. You know what? My brother was beaten to death by my dad... Don't tell anyone..."

The man took a deep breath, spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, and then struggled to pull his body out.

Splash!
Blood and intestines spilled onto the ground from his abdomen. The man was sitting leaning against a tree, saying, "I still can't let go of my brother and my mother... Erzhu will definitely bully them... My brother looks fierce, but he won't interfere, he doesn't dare to..."

As he spoke, the man suddenly raised his head and said, "When I was alive, Erzhu still gave me face and called me Brother Shu. Now that I'm dead, no one can deal with him."

"Go...go see my mother...see...look..."

Brother Tree suddenly sighed, stood up, clutched his intestines, walked to the edge of the cliff, looked back and smiled, then jumped off.

"What bad luck."

This scene was too bizarre; for the first time, Feng Yuxiu felt a chill run down his spine.

He had never encountered such a strange person before.

This person is as indifferent to death as farting, and his behavior is so bizarre.

Even someone as cold and indifferent as Feng Yuxiu felt a chill run down his spine at this moment.

Staring at the corpses buried in snow below the cliff and the bloodstains around them, a chilling feeling made Feng Yuxiu slowly raise his head.

The overcast sky turned an even more leaden color.

Crystal-clear snowflakes fell one after another.

Feng Yuxiu was stunned for a moment, and as he looked at him, he suddenly felt as if he were floating in the sky, standing on clouds.

The soft, cotton-like texture underfoot was uncomfortable.

Feng Yuxiu slowly tried to take a step forward, but his foot slipped and he fell to the ground.

"The Demon Subduing Technique and the Ape Strike Technique finally took effect... I couldn't suppress them anymore... As expected, I forcibly used the Ape Strike Technique on Crescent Island. Will a Grandmaster die from forcibly using it?"

"Will I, Feng Yuxiu, die here?"

"I'm so unwilling... Xiahou Wu... Wang Haisheng..."

He didn't know how much time had passed when Feng Yuxiu felt a stinging pain in his cheek, and a warm sensation lingered in his mouth.

When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw a dilapidated room and a kind old lady in front of me.

He lay on the shoulder pole, with the courtyard outside the window, where piles of snow indicated that the family was lazy.

"My son, you're finally awake..."

The old lady wiped away her tears and exclaimed in surprise.

Feng Yuxiu looked around in bewilderment. "What's going on? Where am I? Who...who am I?"

Forcibly using a Grandmaster's ability will cause the pressure inside the furnace to increase, and the meridians to break and become thin.

At this moment, Feng Yuxiu... has lost his memory.

boom!
The door was kicked open, and a boy wearing a felt hat walked in, ripped off the hat, sat on the shoulder, and bared his teeth. "Hello, Brother Shu, you're awake..."

(End of this chapter)