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Chapter 32 The Four Heroes of Ludong

When I heard someone talk about the locust plague in Dongying, I couldn't help but stop. When I saw that the one who was talking loudly at this moment was a middle-aged fat man with a belly-slim belly. He was wearing a fake leather coat and holding a large teacup and was talking with foam. A group of people gathered next to him, but I heard the man say: "When it comes to the locust plague in Dongying, just like the blood-sucking worm in the Jianghuai River, I haven't seen it for decades, and I don't know what's wrong. In the past two years, it has happened frequently, not only has grain yields been reduced, but people have also died. Think about it, what is this for?"

An old man next to him said disdainfully: "If someone really died, the newspaper would have said it long ago, and you are still waiting for you to make a fuss here? Humph, it's really nonsense!"

The fat man was despised, and he looked around and saw that the people around him were listening with their ears. He pretended to be mysterious and said, "What you said is that if the newspaper was published, I would not be able to tell me. It was a coincidence that I knew a few seamen - do you know what seamen are? That is, people who go out to sea for many years. These people do not fish, but do business at sea. They are knowledgeable. Only then did I know this - this matter is so strange and unconventional, so I dealt with it in a low-key manner. It is said that the people who died this time have paid the money. As for how much, I don't know."

I squinted my eyes and looked at the fat man talking about the mountains, and felt a little surprised. Indeed, sometimes, in order to avoid panic among ordinary people, the relevant departments have indeed taken some control in public opinion propaganda. However, the middle-aged fat man looked like an ordinary businessman or a salesman running the dock. He could know so deeply, and even how many people died - although it was not accurate - this really made people doubt.

I was estimating in my heart, but I listened quietly. At this time, people kept asking what was going on and why have they been causing locust plagues in the past two years?

The fat man seemed to be waiting for someone to ask about this. When asked, he immediately felt like he was scratched to the itchy place. After being reserved for a while, he whispered: "The so-called country is about to perish, there will be monsters. This natural disaster is also a man-made disaster. It must be someone responsible, right? Look at the ancient times, whenever there were earthquakes or solar eclipses, the emperor would issue a self-destruction, I said..."

When I heard his words, I frowned.

Our society is changing drastically, some are proud, some are lost, and naturally some are angry young people. They keep talking about the world, and they seem to have become chess players who have made moves in the world. In reality, they are not satisfied, so it is normal to say some complaints. However, it is a bit annoying to spread such rumors in the face of such natural disasters.

Of course, no matter how annoying I hate it, I will not arrest anyone. First, I will not be in charge of this matter. Second, if I don’t even let some complaints be said in this world, it would be a bit boring.

This person's words were not deep, and I was too lazy to listen. I was about to leave, but the man said endlessly: "Speaking of this year, there are quite a lot of strange things happening this year. Do you know that Xianghu Lake has flooded this year, and there was a dragon. Dragon. Do you know this? What is the dragon? It's the totem of our Chinese nation? I heard them say that it is seven or eight feet long, more than twenty meters long, with a scale on its body, and a horn on its head. At that time, the whole village ran over to see it, but unfortunately it was taken away by the army later-so, you don't know some things at all, and you even talk about newspapers, hum!"

Hearing this, I made a decision and walked back. Seeing Zhang Liyun and Zhao Zhonghua smoking in the aisle, I called them over and asked them to take the fat man to our private room.

I know the incident of Yueyang Luolong, but I heard that it was handled by the military and the Civilian Advisory Committee, so it has little contact with us. After all, it is not only our family who can intervene in this matter. It is a first come first served. However, the fat man actually knows about this matter, and there are really something to ask.

Zhang Liyun and Zhao Zhonghua thought I was asking them for cigarettes, but after receiving the order and finding out the person, they walked over with a hurry.

I returned to the private room and just explained this to Nuer and Xu Danding in the same car, the door was knocked. I responded. The middle-aged fat man who had splashed in the car just now brought in Zhang Liyun and Zhao Zhonghua, and said with a panic look: "Brother, brother, have something to say, can we not do this?"

I don't know how Zhang Liyun and the others told him, so I said to him with a kind look, "This comrade, just now, just now, I heard your grand talk, and I felt curious for a moment, and I wanted someone to ask you over and ask, don't be afraid, we are not bad people."

Maybe I smiled gently, and after Zhang Liyun and Zhao Zhonghua closed the door, they also put down his arm. The fat man breathed a sigh of relief. I took out a bag of Zhonghua from the bedside and handed him one. Zhang Liyun also lit it with caring thoughtfulness. The fat man took a deep breath of cigarette, moistened the air in his lungs, and then relaxed a little. He pointed to the one in his hand and said, "Huh? It's true, it's so good. If you take a sip, you'll be floating. This big brother, who are you? It's not like this to hire someone. I almost called the flight attendant..."

I pointed to the lower bunk next to him and signaled him to sit down, then smiled and said, "My subordinates are ignorant, don't mind, don't talk much, I'm very interested in the Haike you just said, can you tell me?"

Seeing that I did not answer his question, I hit the point directly. The fat man's little eyes turned and saw that the five men in the box were all very dignified and felt that they were not easy to mess with. Then he hesitated and said: "He, they are all friends whom we met..."

From this fat man's mouth, I got one thing, that is, there are many large Zhuangzi in the coastal areas of Shandong Province, especially in the Bohai Bay area. These Zhuangzi started to form associations and protect themselves since the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, and the same was true until the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. These people served the people in the prosperous times and thieves in the troubled times. They were full of local tyrants, no matter how the world changes, they survived strongly like weeds in the fields. These Zhuangzi were the most prosperous during the Republic of China period. At that time, the eight most famous Zhuangzi established themselves as the "Eight Confederate Camp", but this land in eastern Shandong was a force that could stand together with Confucius' Mansion, Dai Temple and Laoshan.

A cousin from a distance knew the people from the Eighth Company. Last time he met in the provincial capital, he drank a drink and heard others stir up, so he showed off his freshness here.

"Eighth Company Camp?"

I silently recited this difficult-to-mouthed name and looked at Nuer and Xu Danding in confusion. Both of them shook their heads slightly to express their doubts. Obviously, they had never heard of this name. Instead, I was well aware of the three he said. You should know that this land in eastern Shandong Province has been a place of cultural prosperity since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and the land of Qi and Lu, and the schools of thought emerged. Later, after the Qin and Han dynasties, especially after the "demolishing all schools of thought and respecting Confucianism" during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, the way of Confucius and Mencius began to prevail, making the Confucius Mansion a holy place for literati, and the Dai Temple became the most important temple for the emperor to worship the sky and a symbol of the divine right of the king.

In addition to those two, Laoshan, located on the coast, is famous for Taoism, and the contemporary leader Wuchen Zhenren is also among the top ten masters in the world, but the atmosphere of practice is stronger than that of ordinary places.

After asking the reason for the matter, I did not make things difficult for him anymore. After a few words of kindness, I asked him to leave. But when the man left, I ordered: "Xiao Zhao, get off the car later. Follow this person and find out his reality with me. Then come to Dongying and meet us again. Calmly, I will call the General Administration to investigate the information of the Eighth Company Camp. I want to know what the matter is that the Eighth Company Camp, which is as famous as the masters of the Confucius Mansion, the monks of Daimiao and the Taoist priests in Laoshan."

Xu Danding nodded and replied. I sorted out the information very late yesterday, so I took the time to go to bed. When I woke up, it was already afternoon. I got off the train and left the platform. Someone from the Shandong Provincial Bureau came to pick us up. The head was a office director named Sun Jie. Zhao Zhonghua received my order and did not leave with us, but followed the fat man.

Director Sun was very enthusiastic. He didn't know us, but he was quite familiar with Ayi Ziluo. He also said he would take us to the city and greet the leading group from the central government, but we refused because Ayi Ziluo was urging us, so we did not stop in the provincial capital, but were prepared to go directly to Dongying. Director Sun probably knew the capable style of the Central Special Service Team, and did not force it. However, as a helping, the provincial bureau assigned us four cars and corresponding drivers, and he could be dispatched at any time.

After the handover, Xu Danding came over and told me that the information from the Eighth Company Battalion was found, but the statement from the General Administration was somewhat different from this fat man.

I was stunned. What is the situation? Let me tell you?

Xu calmly pursed his lips and said to me: "Of the Eighth Company Camp is of course there. It was originally formed by some martial gentry gentry on the coast of eastern Shandong. Several radical escorts in the Ming Dynasty were also here. It is said that they were still in contact with Penglai Island, the East China Sea, which had been lost for a long time, but disappeared after liberation. This name is not loud, but if you change the name and call it the Heavenly King Suihu, you probably understand what's going on."

I opened my eyes wide and said in surprise: "What? These eight camps are related to Wang Xinjian, the left envoy of the evil spirit sect?"

Xu Danding nodded and smiled bitterly: "This evil spirit left envoy who has been rampant for a hundred years is Wangjiazhuang, the first force of the Eighth Company Camp. When President Shen unified the evil spirit sect, he fought in Shandong for a long time. Later, he was convinced by Wang Xinjian. In the end, he became the right-hand man, and the eighth Company Camp gradually disappeared."
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