Chapter Thirty-Seven

  The puzzled dragon finally found a way to block the advance of the executioners. He no longer used his feet to reach for the weak tree trunks and shrubs, but instead wrapped his feet around the feet of the people walking in front of him. In an instant, several people on the mountain path became rolling pumpkins - the puzzled dragon got up and did something that made us stare with our eyes wide open: he started running wildly towards a deserted place, it seemed that he was also escaping, and finally understood the severity of the situation.

  "Die, die, die! 'Funeral Star'!"

  Among us, the most skilled in chasing and killing, the Mourning Star took out a crazy sprint posture.

  I muttered under my breath: "Funeral star?"

  "Ah?" Longmen Xing suddenly understood what was going on and immediately lost his energy, so he raised his gun with a "da da" sound without any hesitation.

  I glared at the muzzle moving with the back of that wandering dragon and shouted: "...... Mourning Star!"

  "Ah!" The little guy responded with a loud shout and took off in a mad dash, running like a mountain goat or a wild horse. The dazed dragon looked up at the sky, panting, its bound hands unable to exert any force, looking like a monkey that had been shot with an anesthetic dart. The Mourning Star kicked him in the back with one foot, and the dragon rolled into a roadside grass thicket. A group of young men rushed over and dragged him out.

  The desperate dragon struggled to say: "What have you given us? Don't pretend, take that broken gun with a face full of arrogance! That appearance is only suitable for showing off to your wife and mother-in-law at home! There's only one woman here, my wife, you don't need to act like a big shot! If you're bored, just go look at yourself in the water, we haven't seen your bare butt! Don't pretend to be a good person!"

  I have to admit, Mí Lóng's deadpan expression of determination and perseverance is somewhat embarrassing. I also have to admit that Dead Dead is a person who pays attention to his appearance - although as a leader, the persuasive power of appearance is indeed very necessary.

  "...Mí lóng, choose a place yourself." he said.

  "Hey, you've got people now?! Hundreds and thousands of eggs wrapped around you?! You think it's easy to fool us, don't you?! We're not like those inexperienced eggs who can be easily fooled! You used us and then discarded us?! Your butt is clean now?! The credit for our sacrifices will get you promoted soon! Show me that face of yours! Can you still put on a crying face or a smiling face to fool us?! Are you covering your face with your clothes?! You're showing off your mighty official power, aren't you?! Don't tell me you only have underwear left to fight the devils?! We've got everything now, even the framework and the structure! Please, please take us back to kill them again! Take us back to kill them again!"

  Die, die, wait for it, waiting until the dragon is in a rage and changes its breath, "Execute on the spot."

  "Not just anywhere! I want to choose a good location!"

  "Whatever." said Si La Si La.

  "I'll take the farthest one! You're all tired, with your lambs and calves! I'll take Da Xing An Ling!"

  Die die die, those young people are so annoying, "Just collapse on the spot."

  The dragon shouted: "I'll choose that one! Choose that one! I stand tall under the bright sky, and you bunch of sneaky rats will suffocate to death!"

  He chose the top of Nantianmen, and being in Nantianmen, it's impossible not to notice the top of Nantianmen. It is a huge rock that stands alone, completely wrapped in vines and tree roots, with a giant tree growing out from the stone itself. From afar, it looks small, but when you get close, you'll find it's so massive that it takes your breath away.

  Dead dead dead. After taking a look at that place, he said: "You're quite particular about the location. The Four Heavenly Kings are guarding the South Heaven Gate, and there's also the Divine Stone, Divine Tree, Divine Temple, and Divine River. Now you've added another little demon to the mix."

  This means permission was granted, and so the dragon was dragged there with a great deal of pulling and tugging.

  We stared at each other until we were both dead, and the situation had developed into a stalemate. I kicked Ah Yi in the foot, and now Ah Yi has a face full of regret.

  "...... Commander, the punishment is too severe, confiscating the dead man's property, extorting and blackmailing... a hundred military lashes would be enough..."

  "They extorted and hoarded wealth, resulting in no food or pay for the soldiers. The defeated soldiers were like a mountain, falling into chaos and preying on the people, forcing their fellow villagers to surrender - is this what you mean by saying I should have punished him to death with a military stick? I don't like cruel punishment, but in these extraordinary times, it can be considered." Dead, dead, he spoke in an unyielding tone.

  A Yi immediately gave up, "I... also don't like cruel punishment."

  I muttered behind: "Saying so much, actually it's just that there are too many monkeys and they can't be managed, so they have to kill a chicken."

  That guy immediately looked at me, and I simply stared back at him, not with the gaze of a team leader, but with the gaze of a fake. And as usual, if you doubt him, he would laugh and say, "Monkeys and chickens are comparable. As a human being, one's personality and temperament can be inconsistent, just like monkeys. Even monkeys will get angry when provoked. Have you ever provoked the monkeys on Mount Emei?"

  Who the hell wants to bother with him about this? I shook my head silently, "I've never been to Sichuan."

  "You should try it." He showed me a big scar on the back of his head, "A group of monkeys got angry and hit me with stones. My grandfather was more ruthless than the Japanese army, I escaped that time ten times worse than this time. Have you ever killed a chicken?"

  I looked at him, "Speaking evasively, is it because of a guilty conscience?"

  "I'm ashamed, can't you be ashamed too? What's the point of saying that? Can I only say things that sound good to your ears? I kill chickens with one knife cut to the throat, and then throw their heads under their wings. The most stubborn chicken might struggle out for a couple of steps before falling back in place. I look down on chickens. Do you want to be like them? Mielong was just a cowardly monkey when he was searching for dead bodies, but as soon as the gun fired, he became an angry monkey and charged forward. But earlier, he was kowtowing to someone he didn't even know, with a hypocritical heart, just for some carnal pleasure. It's despicable, like a chicken. I couldn't bear to see Japanese people come and cut his throat, so I gave him a heroic beheading, cutting off that cowardly head of his. My army doesn't need people like that - why are you looking at me like that? You're just an angry monkey, although your anger is useless, but at least you're not despicable. Let's just make do."

  "I've always been worried that before you even reach Zhen Da, your head would be chopped off and hung under the eaves. But it turns out that before you even arrived at Zhen Da, you were already chopping off other people's heads. I was worried for nothing, Tuan Zuo. In this chaotic world, you are a hero who can turn disaster into fortune and rise to greatness, because our necks were born for your insight. You are an unconventional talent, destined to be reused in this era, and now you've even found your cannon fodder - or rather, the army that comes out of your mouth."

  I'm leaving, I don't want to see his expression. I've always wanted to hurt him and now I finally have, but I don't want to look because it's really hard to watch.

  "Die, die!" shouted from behind me: "The army can only be governed like this! - Where are you going?"

  "Go and execute him! Give the mighty dragon a magnificent slash, beheading his neck that dares to cling to life!"

  "Alright. If I'm to be executed, you can all go ahead and cut off your own six catties and a half." He said everyone was following me because after I spoke up, they all trailed behind, almost the entire group from the detention center, even Ah Yi and the latecomer Luo Xing who hesitated at first. I glared at them, thinking that such enthusiasm must have been a reminder of death.

  "General, you are indeed meticulous in your planning! With such meticulous thoughts, why not take a look at the coffin made by Mi Long? Try using your lustful and cunning heart to make such a coffin?" I said, walking away with my rifle slung tightly over my shoulder. The soldiers from the reception station followed me.

  We followed the steep path in silence, chasing after the mysterious dragon at the summit.

  Anger is because I used to care, and actually still care now. In fact, there were a few days when we would have been willing to die for him with just a wave of his hand.

  I will never be able to strike my match because that time has passed.

  I'm playing with my matches again, using a matchstick to scratch around my wound.

  Hao Shouyi kindly reminded me, "Don't keep messing around, it'll rot."

  I looked at him, I smiled, and I accompanied him.