Chapter 316

"It's very ancient!" Zhang Cai became more and more curious about the extraordinary achievements of this weapon.

"What ancient meaning is clearly intentional! I will find someone to carve the 'demon killing' in small seals!" Li Wei thought while wiping cold sweat in his heart. It was really a serious sin to not leave his fighting sect name.

Li Wei generously handed the fighting stab in his hand to Zhang Cai and other condolences propaganda team members to watch. He watched the treasure of the 12th District Team at such a close distance. The legend that relies on the weapons to harvest countless lives of Japanese and puppet soldiers was more attractive than those machine guns and cannons.

After the fighting sting was around everyone's hands, and after playing for a while, the team leader Zhang Cai returned the fighting sting to Li Wei with some reluctance.

"Report! I found someone was conducting superstitious activities in the market!" A soldier squeezed out the crowd and reported to Li Wei.

As the general manager of market safety this time, Li Wei frowned and waved his hand and said, "Take me to see!"

According to the fact that there are only a few old ladies in the field who are bored and occasionally burn incense and worship Buddha. These small activities will not be interfered by the Eighth Route Army. The gods and ghosts have their own materialism to verify. The small land temples at the entrance of the village are mostly places for the attack and exercises of militia and main forces, and even more, they have become trial objects for gun targets and blasting operations. It is common for the land father to take a land plane, but it must be a bit too much to make the soldiers under Li Wei call superstitious activities.

Since the locust plague occurred in North China at the beginning of last year, many ignorant people have not only failed to find a way to beat the locust swarms, but have not only offered incense cases to pray for the "god insects" to show mercy. A few people with ulterior motives spread rumors everywhere, defiling the Eighth Route Army's injustice and causing God's punishment. After military and civilians from all over the country thought of various ways to suppress the locust plague, the rumors were finally self-defeating. The so-called "god insects" gradually disappeared. Although it did not restrict the beliefs of ordinary people outside the Party and the military, premeditated superstitious activities in the base areas will still be strictly controlled by the Eighth Route Army.

After squeezing through a few rows of shops, Li Wei saw a group of ordinary people squeezing into a circle. He heard the bells ringing, burning the ground and some scattered thoughts that he couldn't understand.

He stretched into his head and looked in the middle. Li Wei curled his lips. The activities inside were really creative. Several people dressed in Taoist costumes, waving wooden swords and copper coins swords, muttering to each other, surrounding a square table. In addition to an incense burner, there was also a divine image that could not be seen clearly. There was a red lacquer box in front of the incense burner. From time to time, ordinary people walked to the cushion in front of the altar and knelt down and threw money into the red lacquer box. The Taoist priests next to burn a talisman paper from the incense candle, and used a bowl to give money to the incense money to the people who offered money to incense with a bowl. There were also Taoist priests selling amulets next to them.

There is also a sand table next to the altar, which seems to be used to ask God for divination.

A soldier guarding outside the circle of people saw Li Wei coming and immediately shouted at the crowd: "Hey, what are you doing?!" He couldn't stand this ignorant and superstitious activity at all.

Seeing the soldiers carrying rifles, the kind men and women immediately flashed to the side with some concerns. The circle of singing and chanting was suddenly cold.

"I am Fu Yun from the Seven Star Altar under the Sect of Guandao. He is here to drive away evil and cure diseases for the people, and to avoid misfortunes." A fat Taoist priest came back to his senses, bowed to the warrior and explained.

"You can't engage in superstitious activities here. This is to fool the masses, pack up their things immediately, and leave here." The soldiers who have learned from Marxism-Leninism naturally did not believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods, and issued an order to expel guests without hesitation. If it weren't for the sake of these Taoists' failure to incite the masses to spread rumors, he would have asked someone to take them to the district team headquarters for review.

An old man among the crowds who formed a circle pointed at the warrior and said dissatisfiedly: "Young man, you eat as much as I eat salt. What do you know?! Taoist priest has a Taoist practice."

Before the fat Taoist priest could speak, he heard the good men and women around him attacking the soldiers and spitting on them.

"That's right, the little ghost knows nothing. What should I do if I anger the great immortal? The great immortal is going to cause disaster."

"I think it's because Master Fuyun is jealous of doing good deeds for us ordinary people, and he is a great immortal."

"You..." The soldier who came with Li Wei was disgusted as soon as he spoke. The first time he saw such a bad guy, he was so angry that he couldn't even say a word.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted.

"Oh! The soldiers are going to hit people!"

"The Eighth Route Army beat people, it's unreasonable!"

At first, the words accused the warrior of being accused of being immediately attracted by people's words and turned to another direction. More and more people were gathering around, and chaos began to appear in the crowd.

The soldier who was criticized by the masses was crying in his eyes. He had never experienced such a crowded battle. He was angry and anxious and didn't know what to do.

Seeing the situation changing, Li Wei took advantage of the fact that the crowd was not so angry that he could not control it and quickly spoke: "Okay! Everyone, calm down!" At the same time, he dragged the red-faced warrior aside.

Li Wei's voice was not loud, but it seemed like he rang in everyone's ears, calming the scene down on the spot.

"Sir, you don't care about your soldiers. Why do you meddle in other people's business? What if you want to hit people?" The Eighth Route Army has always had a good reputation among the masses. Although the words of this soldier aroused public outrage, the masses are still not as afraid as they treat the national army, and they just say anything.

"Yiguandao?! What does Yiguandao do?!" Li Wei knew that these people were angry and did not dare to exaggerate their anger. He directly spread the topic and turned the attention of the onlookers.

If you just look at the appearance, persuade the good, and explain the sign, it would be fine, but it would be a bit wrong to fill people with talisman water. Does this talisman water have no diseases and will be invulnerable to swords and guns?! Li Wei, who was tempered under various incredible false advertisements in modern times, is naturally not a good-looking lamp.

"Sir, Yi Guandao is the immortal sect that helps people seek blessings and avoid disasters, and drives away evil spirits and subdues demons. It is really effective." The old man who was the first to jump out to blame him just now began to recommend the benefits of Yi Guandao to Li Wei.

"Oh! Then, help me see the picture!" Li Wei said with interest on his face. If he kept spinning over superstition, his experience would probably be the same as the warrior just now.

"Yes! Thank you for your face, sir!" The scholar who was called Fuyun was stunned, and then his face was filled with smiles. There was a little unnatural behind his smile, but it did not miss Li Wei's eyes.

In the 12th District Team, even the third platoon leader Chen Jiayao is not his opponent. Their specialties of non-violence and non-cooperation make Li Weizheng suitable for the public security work in the market.

Li Wei sat calmly at the tribute table. Fu Yun, who was sitting in front of Li Wei, was feeling a sense of unreasonable pressure coming towards him.

"Look again?! You watch again?! You watch again?! You watch again? I will eat you!" Li Wei kept reciting the TV commercial slogans of Wangzai Milk in his heart.

Ta! Takta...

Fuyun suddenly realized that his teeth began to tremble at some point, and his calf was trembling more like he was trembling without hesitation. Only then did he realize how terrible the Eighth Route Army officer with a smile on his face in front of him was. It seemed that he was standing not alone, but an ancient beast from the prehistoric world. A stream of chill and fear that emerged from the bottom of his heart was like a scoop of ice water pouring on his heart, constantly spreading to his whole body, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"I can't see the face of the superior! But it should be a rich and noble person with a bright future." Fu Yun wanted to turn around and escape, and made a few nonsense praises.

"Let's get here today, Awang! Pack up your things and let's go." Fuyun gritted his teeth and made a very wise decision, and he would not want to stay in this place for a long time.

"Senior Brother Fuyun?!" A Taoist priest didn't understand why Fuyun asked to deal with the people.

"Don't ask, if you want to survive, leave quickly." Fu Yun hardly dared to explain much, and bit his mouth in the other party's ear.

"Why should the master leave? The disciple also asks the master to give me some advice!"

"Yes! It's still early! Master, don't leave!"

A group of ordinary people saw Fu Yun and wanted to close the stall after seeing the Eighth Route Army cadres. They were a little unhappy, but they did not expect that this master of Yi Guandao had already suffered a secret loss in front of the Eighth Route Army cadres.

"Okay, okay! Since the masters are tired, I want to go to rest, so let's go!" Li Wei said loudly, asking several soldiers to keep the on-site order to send the Taoist priests away.

The Taoist priests of Yiguandao said almost nothing, and took a few simple magic weapons and squeezed through the crowd and walked out of the market.

"Platform leader, why did you let them go?!" The soldiers who were criticized by the common people who participated in superstitious activities for a sentence were indignant.

Li Wei shook his head and said, "You haven't seen that these people have gathered some people. As long as you are willing to incite, the people who don't know the truth will reason with you?! You open your mouth and the people who have a hundred mouths. If you say one word, how can they reason with them?! Is it because they use guns and martial arts?! That's not the style of our Eighth Route Army. It gives people a clear attitude and is not conducive to the relationship between the military and civilians. It is the best choice to let these people who have always been in charge leave consciously."

"Then let it go?!" Another soldier was a little unbalanced. He completely didn't understand why the masses who had always supported the Eighth Route Army were so unreasonable and instead helped those who engaged in superstitious activities.

"Do you think I am like someone who is so easy to suffer?!" Li Wei pointed to his face, scaring his soldiers so much that they shook their heads. Li Wei's reputation is well known to everyone.
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