South Road is an old administrative exclusive geographical name.
Refers to Gaoliang Prefecture (Maozhou, Huaixiang, Diancheng, Huaxian, Meiyan, Chengxian), Nanlei Prefecture (Suicheng, Haikang, Leinan) and Qinlian Prefecture under the jurisdiction of the Nanyue South Road Office before the founding of the People's Republic of China. (Nanbin, Xipu, Qinxian, Fangcheng) and Enzhou Prefecture (Taocheng, Chunzhou) include a total of 15 counties and cities.
In the past, it was collectively referred to as the South Road area.
During the Anti-Japanese War, there was a South Road Column here that was not inferior to the Dongjiang Column and Qiongya Column, also called the Guangdong-Guangxi Border Column.
This team officially consists of five regiments, and more than 4,000 people are guerrillas and district joint defense teams. They have repeatedly repelled the Japanese and puppet troops that invaded and occupied Chuchuan.
After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he was forced to move to Fangcheng in Qinxian County in western Guangxi and rested in a foreign country due to being encircled and attacked by the Kuomintang Party.
The old lady's husband died at that time.
Li Yaoguo is very familiar with this historical material.
Facing the old lady's gaze, he had a complicated expression: "My great-grandfather was the instructor of the Second Company of the Fourth Regiment at that time. It was he who led his comrades to collect the remains of the comrades of the Third Company."
Perhaps among them, there is the old lady’s sweetheart.
Later, they were buried in the Martyrs Cemetery in Liufeng Mountain, Nanbin. Every year during the Qingming Festival, people come to pay homage.
His great-grandfather mentioned this matter many times during his lifetime, and every time he was sad and lamented: "If we had better equipment, we wouldn't have to die so many comrades."
In order to delay the enemy's retreat, a company intercepted a division. Only that group of people could do such a crazy thing, but they did it!
But the price is heavy.
…
"Yes, I remembered."
The old lady was in a daze: "It's not that he doesn't want me, he can't come back."
"At that time, I received a message from him asking the puppet troupe to send me a message, saying that he would move to other places with the large army, so that I didn't have to worry. He also said that the Japanese could no longer hold on anymore, and the war would be over soon, so stay at home. Just wait until he comes back."
"I waited and waited, but what I waited for was the news of his sacrifice."
"Before I learned how to make puppets, he liked to lie to me, saying that eating too much sugar would cause worms in my stomach. After I learned how to make puppets with my dad, he liked to lie to me, saying that my dad praised him for being more talented than me. He even joined the army. , he also lied to me and said he would come back..."
The old lady murmured, muddy tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.
She subconsciously wiped it away with the back of her hand like old tree bark, forcing a smile.
"Thank you, young man. It's all my fault that I'm too old and have a bad memory. I don't remember these things."
The old lady probably had Alzheimer's disease before, but now she thought about it: "Later, I received a martyrdom certificate from the country, as well as a military merit certificate and a medal. The brigade also paid some subsidies every month. In fact, I You can’t be hungry, you have arms and legs, you can’t survive whatever you do.”
"I just occasionally think, what if the news is wrong and he is actually not dead but still alive? I have to wait for him to come back. I just stay here and don't go anywhere. It doesn't matter if I wait longer, as long as he remembers the way home. That’s good.”
As he spoke, he started to cry again.
Who would have thought that after waiting for more than 70 years, I still could not wait in the end.
Xie Feifan felt uncomfortable and turned his head to one side. The other two people didn't know what to say, they just felt their hearts were filled with panic.
People like the old lady are just a microcosm of the thousands of martyr families back then.
…
a long time,
The old lady sighed: "Forget it, since he can't come back, what's the point of waiting? Maybe he is waiting for me too, and blames me for not looking for him."
I couldn't help laughing when I said this.
After smiling, he looked at the three of them: "Thank you for coming to see me, otherwise I don't know how long it would take to think of these things."
"I understand why you are here. Speaking of which, I haven't sung a puppet show for many years, and I suddenly want to sing, but I don't know how much I still remember. If you don't mind, please invite a few young people to listen to me sing this last part. Let’s go out.”
The old lady looked at the puppets made next to her.
"Just sing a little bit."
"Puppet show "Song Zu Ping Nan Tang", please!"
She bent down and picked up the two puppets. When she stood up again, she had transformed into a girl in her early twenties wearing burlap clothes.
At the same time, a puppet showhouse surrounded by curtains appeared out of thin air in the yard.
Three wooden chairs appeared behind the three people.
Zhao Yi and Xie Feifan's expression changed. He once again felt the strange and terrifying strength of Class B, and looked at Li Yaoguo.
Li Yaoguo took a deep breath: "Sit down! Just listen to the show with peace of mind!"
After speaking, he sat down first.
The other two had no choice but to do as they were told. Anyway, if the sky fell, the taller one would hold it up.
…
Night fell without knowing when.
In front of the simple country theater, a dark yellow tungsten light bulb was hung, adding a touch of fantasy to the yard. A bright red embroidered curtain was hung on a bamboo pole, blocking the interior of the theater.
Zhao Yi's eyes were in trance, as if he recalled the scene when he and his parents went to watch a puppet show in front of the public housing when he was a child.
I still remember that there were stalls selling various snacks and toys next to the theater. The whole village, young and old, gathered together and it was very lively.
It's a pity that such a grand occasion can no longer be seen.
clang--
I heard a loud sound of a gong coming from nowhere, and the puppet show officially started!
For a moment, the suona, gongs, drums, cymbals and cymbals sounded in unison.
"Liyuan drum music shakes the heaven and earth~ Singing with new tricks~"
A young voice came from behind the curtain, speaking in the local vernacular, with a clear and powerful singing voice that shocked people.
Xie Feifan turned his head inadvertently and found that there were many more puppets beside them. These puppets sit or stand, their movements and expressions are the same as those of real people, and they even talk to each other.
Damn it!
The hair on my hair stood up instantly.
Li Yaoguo, however, calmly patted the back of his hand, indicating that he should be patient.
For a ghost show, the audience is naturally not just people. As long as they don't affect other "people", the scene will maintain a balance.
Once this balance is disturbed, bad things may happen.
So if you have anything to say, please wait until you hear it.
The old lady was a good puppeteer when she was young, and now she was about to give her final performance. The sight of a packed house was not an insult.
Otherwise, just the three of them would be a bit of a pity.
"Huh? Where is the opera singer?"
"It sounds like the direction is towards the Cultural Building."
"Maybe it's someone who is bored and entertaining himself."
"The words are well spoken."
"I'd say it was probably on TV."
"I wonder if there will be any puppet shows this year. Fewer and fewer people will watch and learn from this. It would be a pity if it just disappeared."
"..."
The villagers in Boundary Village vaguely heard someone singing, but they didn't know where it came from, so they asked each other.
Only some elderly people felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, and they couldn't remember where they had heard it before. However, this did not prevent them from enjoying this sudden surprise.
Some of them who had learned it even hummed along softly.
For them, the things that young people nowadays are too deviant, and only these things that are about to be eliminated by the times are in line with their taste.
…
Inside the theater.
There was another burst of gongs and drums.
A delicate and agile puppet emerges from under the curtain, moving back and forth and making various movements to the beats of drum music.
Suddenly switched to a male voice:
"Gao Junbao, the son of a general~Golden Armor, Silver Spear, Qingyun Lu~"
"I am going to join the army today to serve the country as a hero~"
For most young people today who are overly impacted by various entertainment information, this kind of traditional opera is really boring.
There are no special effects, no lighting, the movements are dull, and the quality of the puppets is mediocre. I really don’t understand what’s so interesting about it.
But if you can calm down and listen quietly, you will actually have a different experience.
The Orange County Puppet Show features lyrics that are easy to understand, even for children who are not in school.
One thing is the same as other local puppet shows. It is not easy to hold a puppet weighing several kilograms stably for a long time and make corresponding movements according to the needs of the plot.
At the same time, you have to keep up with the rhythm, be distracted while singing, and operate while singing.
It seems simple, but I don’t know how much time it takes to practice in private. However, there are fewer and fewer people who like it, so it is reasonable for it to decline and die.
On the stage.
A female puppet wearing exquisite long sleeves came out from the other side and sang with a female voice:
"Tell him what's on your mind first and see what your husband plans to do~"
Knowing that there is only the old lady behind the curtain, but the different voices of men and women switch back and forth, and no difference can be heard, it is really shocking.
The three people in the audience gradually understood that this song was about a young general who had to leave his new wife after getting married, led troops to go on an expedition, and eventually died on the battlefield. The wife was waiting hard at home, but her husband died in battle. Message story.
So similar to the old lady’s life experience.
Li Yaoguo and the other three obviously rarely listen to puppet shows and are usually not interested in puppet shows. However, at this moment, they were also infected by the emotions of the performers.
Especially the heart-breaking grief after learning that her husband was killed in battle is as heart-wrenching as a knife.
It wasn't until the closing ceremony that the three of them came back to their senses.
Taking a closer look, there is no theater anywhere else? It seemed as if everything was an illusion just now.
I don’t know when it got bright.
The old lady returned to her original appearance when they first met, smiling and waving at the three of them, without saying anything, and her figure gradually disappeared.
The breeze blew, and the puppets on the wall, whether they were finished or not, turned into dust and disappeared into the sky and earth together with the old lady.
…
"The mission is over?"
Xie Feifan asked cautiously.
I was prepared for a bloody battle in advance, but ended up doing nothing, just listening to a play.
How should I put it, I feel lucky and empty at the same time.
Zhao Yi is the same.
Thinking about the last Class B strange incident in Orange County, the purgatory-like scene inside the villa still makes my scalp numb.
Li Yaoguo nodded silently: "Well, it's over."
As an earthbound spirit, the old lady gave up her obsession with waiting and chose to leave.
As for whether she was going to the legendary Hades or whether she could see her lover who had been waiting for more than 70 years, she didn't know.
They had never experienced a battle from beginning to end. The three of them were heavy-hearted and let out a long sigh of relief.
After confirming that there was no problem, they all bowed deeply to where the old man was before and chose to leave.
At this moment, the identity of the other party is no longer strange, but the widow of the martyr, and should be respected.
…
Over the yard.
Chen Jingle sat on the flying sword, looking at the leaving figures of the three people below, and fell into deep thought.
"Is this the official person?"
The strength is very average.
It should be just general combat power, right? If it is all like this, then it will be difficult to deal with stronger weirdness.
Withdraw your gaze,
He carefully looked at the exquisite palm-sized doll in his hand.
"I heard a play for free, it's not a loss."
Not to mention getting a magic weapon.
[The stand-in doll can hide a trace of soul in it and can withstand a fatal attack at critical moments. 】
What a life-saving thing!
Although he is unlikely to be able to use it, after all, there is probably no one in the world who can threaten his life, but the same cannot be said for others.
Of course, we have to be on guard against unreasonable killer weapons like the legendary Nailhead and Seven Arrows Book, which everyone has to send!
Anyway, it was a pleasant surprise.
In fact, he didn't take any action from the beginning to the end. After all, a mere 1,000 incense points were nothing compared to a martyr's widow who had been waiting for more than 70 years.
However, the doll came to him automatically.
It was probably the old lady who finally noticed him and gave him a gift.
"The majestic moral venerable, whose merits have been completed, has descended to receive you, and is supported by the teacher's treasure. He sprinkles the Dharma water with compassion, and washes away the indulgence. He will live forever on the three banks of pure purity, and always say goodbye to the five turbid muds."
People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot.
I hope this soul-saving mantra for bathing can take away the pain of more than 70 years of waiting and see the person you want to see.
…
The flying sword is extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Jingle had returned home.
"I have to say, this scene is indeed more interesting than just holding a mobile phone and moving your fingers."
Although trouble can be solved with just a few clicks of a finger, it is very friendly to lazy dogs. But unfortunately, this time there was no battle scene that Chen Jingle was looking forward to.
The whole process was too harmonious.
Because of the obsession of waiting for her husband to return, the old man still turned into an earthbound spirit due to his strange resurrection many years after his death. However, due to his character, he did not do anything to harm innocent people.
Or maybe the Tricksters didn't anger her?
All in all, the matter was resolved easily.
If only I could be so easy to talk to every time.
It's a pity that we can only think about it. For the uncanny, most of the uncanny still have to be contained or eliminated.
…
"The old lady's surname was Li, and she had only one clear name. She had no children in her life. After her death, the village committee helped organize the funeral. According to the old lady's last wish, we buried her on Liufeng Mountain with a tree burial. She said she wouldn't have to wait so long."
This is the information Li Yaoguo later learned from the Boundary Village Committee of Xinfeng Town.
After listening, he silently put down the phone.
Therefore, there are no peaceful years. It is just one generation of people gritting their teeth and suffering the hardships of three generations.
"Director Cai, I would like to take two days off and go to Nanbin."
…
Life goes on.
Chen Jingle, in addition to collecting weird and related information on the Internet, occupied a new realm master temple every day.
After Xinfeng Town was completely brought under control, he began to develop into Hengling Town next door.
Compared with Xinfeng Town, Hengling Town is much larger and has a larger population. There are 215 natural villages in total. If they can all be included in their own territory, their strength will surely reach a higher level.
