As the village chief, I only raise bugs

Chapter 83 83. Enlightenment
The old man looked about seventy years old, tall and tall, exuding a refined aura.

This little boy is estimated to be about ten years old, slightly fat, and very stocky.

Taking another look, Jiang Chongshan remembered who it was.

At that time, he went to the home of Meng Pinghui in Zhonghe Xintiandi, and it was when this little boy came out dragging a suitcase that he had the opportunity to enter the corridor.

At that time, he also felt a bit of evil spirit in his suitcase. He guessed that it was a child playing around and catching big or rare bugs.

Now, that little boy has no evil spirit in him.

"Young man, what happened?" the old man asked Jiang Chongshan with a smile.

Jiang Chongshan smiled: "Mr., I'm sorry to make you worry. I saw the battle ruins of Datiezhuang, and I felt a little uncomfortable after seeing the introduction."

"Hey, this battle had a great impact on our Zhonghe. It was this battle that protected the people of Zhonghe City, and at the same time shattered the attempt of the White Army to enter the northern provinces through Zhonghe, laying the foundation for a full-scale counterattack."

The old man explained, and the little boy listened attentively.

"The battle at that time was very critical, but why there are relics here is because my place was the first to start, and also because the battle here slowed down the pace of the white army's march and bought time for the main force of our army. Unfortunately, The company at that time was all sacrificed, and the regiment had nearly [-] casualties!"

"We all say that their sacrifices are worthy of our eternal commemoration, but who would have thought that the relatives of these martyrs have been waiting for them to go home?" the old man sighed, "not to mention that some martyrs have been looking for them for more than 70 years. It's a pity that we couldn't find their home."

Jiang Chongshan nodded, just like his third master Jiang Chunrong, everyone thought he died here, but who knew that he didn't die here, and saved an investigator sent by his superiors in the process of rushing out. That is, Mr. Yang now!
However, there was something wrong with the third master at that time. I can’t remember many things. I only remember that I had a second elder brother. His name was Chunrong. Mr. Yang blocked the bullet and died on the outskirts of the capital.

This is why the name registered at the Martyrs Cemetery in Beijing is "Cui Rong, a native of Zhonghe City, Qijun Province."

"Old man, it's getting late, I should go back." Jiang Chongshan looked at his watch, "What about you?"

"Don't worry about us, his father will be here soon." The old man waved his hand, "Young man, if you feel uncomfortable, you can come here for a walk. Compared with the martyrs at that time, what are our difficulties now? "

Jiang Chongshan nodded, and then took out a tiger beetle specimen from his pocket. After installing it on the top of the south, he saw another one on the table and put it in his pocket: "Little friend, do you like bugs? Brother, don't you?" Here is this for you, I hope you like it!"

For the past six months, Jiang Chongshan has been feeding the tiger beetles with headless worms, so the tiger beetles are more beautiful in shape, brighter in color, and look more powerful.

At first, the little boy was still a little unconvinced that Jiang Chongshan called him a kid, but after seeing this tiger beetle specimen, his eyes straightened!
He had never seen such a mighty, domineering and colorful bug!
"Thank you uncle!" Although he was very greedy and thanked him, he didn't reach out to pick it up, but looked at the old gentleman, showing his good tutor!
The old man also saw that his grandson liked this specimen very much, so he nodded: "Since uncle gave it to you, you can take it!"

Then he smiled and said to Jiang Chongshan: "Then thank you, young man. My grandson doesn't like cartoons like others, but likes to play with bugs. Where is the young man from?"

Jiang Chongshan replied: "Old man, my name is Jiang Chongshan, and I am from Guzhai, Huanfeng County!"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Guzhai! I'll go there after a while, my name is Qi Zhizhong."

After Jiang Chongshan left here, he called Li Likai and asked him to pick him up.

While waiting for Li Likai, he began to think about what happened just now.

Just now, when he closed his eyes to feel the breath around him, he seemed to hear someone calling him.

That voice kept repeating "Be good, be good..."

At first he didn't know whose voice it was, nor where it came from.

But he was very familiar with this voice, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

At that moment, he felt the movement of the jade pendant on his chest.

Yupei seemed to feel something, exuding a warm and sad breath, and he burst into tears because of the influence of Yupei.

This gave him a clear understanding: This voice came from Zhu Guanggong!

Because of the Guzhai people who died here, only Zhu Guanggong was the owner of this jade pendant.

While waiting for Li Likai, he compared it with Zhu Guanggong's voice heard on the battlefield in the afternoon, and found that the timbre was very similar, but with a more vicissitudes.

After learning that it was Zhu Guanggong's voice, he turned his head and looked in that direction again. He found that there seemed to be a group of figures waving at him, and then gradually disappeared.

And his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be boiling, with a surge of aura. If someone knew how to cultivate, they would definitely be able to see that the aura in the park by the river was pouring into his body crazily.

Although the concentration of spiritual energy here cannot be compared with that in the trial center, there are many different things mixed in it. Under the influence of this spiritual energy, the Aoki Jue can't help but run.

Li Likai who came here saw Jiang Chongshan, but also felt the changes in the aura around Jiang Chongshan, which made him very envious, because Jiang Chongshan's state was very similar to the epiphany he had heard about.

But don't allow him to think too much, he began to look around to protect him, because in this state Jiang Chongshan can't suffer the slightest impact!

About half an hour later, Jiang Chongshan woke up.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to sink into the sea of ​​consciousness and observe.

He discovered that the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness changed color!

In the past, he saw that his spiritual power was milky white, but now it has a tinge of blue. This blue color has a characteristic, that is, it makes the spiritual power run faster.

At the same time, his understanding of acupuncture deepened a bit, and with a thought, a spiritual power needle appeared in his hand. Compared with before, the formation time was more than half shorter!

He smiled.

Then he faced the place where the ancestors sacrificed, and bowed deeply!
I understand your intentions, don't worry, as long as I am here, I will do my best to protect Guzhai, our common home!

From now on, there is no distinction between the first five surnames and the last five surnames in Guzhai, we are all Guzhai people!
Turning around, he saw Li Likai!

(End of this chapter)