"Uncle Mancang, don't be nervous. I won't go in casually. Didn't you say that before? Someone will come out after entering. Then we can find that person first and let him take us in."

Li Jian comforted Uncle Mancang. When the latter heard it, he stood up excitedly and shouted:

"Oh, Master, don't go to find that guy. His eyes often turn red. Maybe he's really possessed by a water ghost. We'd better not go."

Haha, how can you not go?

Li Jian smiled bitterly in his heart. Their purpose is this. After finally finding it, how could he give up!

Even if it is dangerous ahead, they still have to go in and take a look.

Moreover, what Uncle Mancang said was too mysterious. I don’t know if there is a water ghost in the world. But what he knew was that if the water ghost came ashore, it would definitely not be as powerful as the gun in his hand.

As for danger, Li Jian felt that humans are much more dangerous than ghosts.

Can the Japanese be powerful?

Can the Japanese bayonet be powerful?

Obviously not!

"Uncle Man Cang, you can take us to find him later. There will be no danger. I don't believe that there are ghosts who dare to come out in broad daylight."

Li Jian was very brave. There were so many Japanese spies in Shanghai. He dared to kill people in front of the Japanese, and then left casually, leaving the Japanese with dust.

In such places, he felt that bandits were more powerful than water ghosts.

"Young Master, you really want to go?"

Uncle Mancang widened his eyes. How bold is this young master? You should know that no one dared to talk to him for several years. People in the village took a detour when they saw her.

Even several of his neighbors moved away, fearing that he would go crazy one day.

I heard that there was a lot of grass growing in front of that guy's door, and he could hardly see people during the day, so he only saw him at night.

But does anyone dare to approach him at night?

My mother is already brave enough if she doesn’t shout for help.

"We must go find him!"

His eyes were very firm and his face looked very serious. Not only Uncle Mancang looked at everyone around him, but he found that everyone's faces were very serious.

Xiu'er, who was beside her, didn't say a word, and glanced at Li Jian from time to time, as if she was thinking about something.

"Oh, Uncle Mancang, it's okay. Even if there are ghosts, we won't dare to come out after going through broad daylight!"

It’s summer soon. The weather in southern Shandong is good. At least it’s been sunny recently, and it’s cloudless.

Uncle Mancang thought about it for a while, then nodded in agreement, but his expression still looked a little scared.

Due to the limitations of knowledge, the people attribute many natural phenomena that cannot be explained by reason to the cause of ghosts and gods.

There was no way out in ancient times, but now it is different. Many phenomena can be explained by science.

Li Jian killed half of the fish alone. Finally, people saw a large fish head connected to a large pile of fish bones. This is the top foodie, eating very well and perfectly.

Li Jian looked at it was already afternoon, lifted his sleeves and looked at his watch. He found that it was already past three o'clock, so he got on the boat and signaled that everyone could go back first.

"Young Master, can we, father and daughter, really join the Eighth Route Army this time?"

Uncle Mancang gently touched the machine gun in his hand. It was a crooked handle. Although it looked worn out, Li Jian had carefully checked it. All the performances were intact and there was no problem with using it.

Xiu'er, who was standing by, seemed to be very eager to join the Eighth Route Army. Li Jian felt more and more that he was right. This little girl must have been influenced by the Eighth Route Army propaganda team.

As soon as the ship was docked, Li Jian took the father and daughter to meet Hu Jiajia.

"Young master, don't know if that woman has negotiated with the bandits?

You said Yun Feiyang is really true. Many bandits nearby are evil people who kill without blinking. He actually sent a girl here!"

Dafa on the side seemed to have talked a lot recently, and Li Jian also knew the reason, that is, he hasn't had a good fight these days, and this guy is almost moldy when he is idle.

Not only him, but Li Jian himself was the same. The Japanese nearby were not very strong in combat. Many times, their main force was to deal with the National Government Army. The Eighth Route Army knocked on the checkpoints behind, fought against the puppet army, and even recruited bandits. Their combat effectiveness was too different from that of the Japanese.

"Don't worry about these things. Hui'er is also a woman. She won't go to the battlefield to kill the Japanese."

After all, Hu Jiajia is her old classmate. Li Jian thinks that he should say something to her at this time, otherwise the old classmate's face will be lost.

But as soon as Li Jian said this, not only the people behind Dafa had a little strange face.

The captain said this insincerely.

Every time the political commissar goes to the battlefield, you will protect him from the front. After injuring the Japanese, she will pick up the heads. This military achievements will soon accumulate.

But no one dares to say this!

Moreover, the situation in Hu Jia's family is different. She joined the Eighth Route Army late. However, I heard that she joined the party very early and had already participated when she was in Shanghai.

"Uncle Mancang, you will soon see my friends in the Eighth Route Army. They are incredible, and they are in charge of a hundred or so people!"

A young master started bragging again at this time. He didn't brag anyway, and the appearance of this playboy master was not easy to arouse doubts.

"Then what official did he become? Is there a current county magistrate?"

Li Jian almost spit out blood when he heard this. This is not the same concept!

Uncle Mancang seemed to be waiting for Li Jian's answer. He didn't know much about being a soldier now.

Xiu'er, who was beside her, knew a lot and snatched her head with her head held high and said softly:

"The company commander is the kind who is in charge of more than 100 people. He is also a small official. There is only one company in the Eighth Route Army nearby. The instructor of their company came to our village to do publicity last time!"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Li Jian always feels that Xiu’er has a faint arrogance on her face. They feel that they have received some education and can be regarded as intellectuals.

In other words, it is some people who have more progressive thinking.

But in Li Jian's opinion, they still don't understand anything.

It’s no big deal to have never been to study. Farming is also a kind of skill, but the division of labor in the revolution is different!

"Oh, I actually have more than 100 people in charge. That official is quite a small official!"

Uncle Mancang had a yearning for it. It would be great if he could be such a big official. In fact, he later realized that being an official is not very important, the most important thing is to help the people.

At this time, Li Jian also saw a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers sitting there resting not far away. Isn’t it Hu Jiajia the one who took the lead!

"I know the female commander named Hu. If she doesn't have any flesh, we call her commander, and say what is the name...comrade!"

Before Li Jian could shout, Xiu'er beside him was talking in a slut.
Chapter completed!