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After the founding of the People's Republic of China, many temples were deserted. There were people visiting the City God Temple in the county town on a regular basis, but it was not as popular as before. After the previous temple keeper died, there was no new one for four or five years.
But nine out of ten people who came from the old society are a bit superstitious.
Especially now, the bandits always feel that what is happening now is a bit weird.
"How about we keep a few boxes?"
"Fuck, even if we keep the box, what about the wheels?" said a bandit who was still sober.
"Boss, didn't you check the almanac today?"
Other bandits: Of course, the wheel of the previous truck burst. We finally used the bus to move them, and now another car’s wheel burst.
"Is it possible that we have too much goods?" a bandit said humorously.
The other bandits' silence was not impossible, after all, they were making a major move this time.
"It's no big deal if the truck breaks down here. There are more than a dozen of us. No matter what, why not take some of the people with us? We can't just stay here forever. Even if we're lucky and don't run into soldiers, we'll definitely be seen by someone tomorrow morning." A bandit suggested.
The bandits looked at each other and nodded: "Okay." Some of them even thought about finding an excuse to run away.
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Xiao Yu hid in the darkness of the City God Temple, watching the bandits painstakingly crack open the boxes and divide up the treasures inside. He had no space now, so he couldn't take all the things away even if he wanted to.
So, when the bandits were 'dividing the loot', he would go over and grab a few small goldfish, large goldfish, jade pendants, necklaces, etc. Because he took so little, he chose carefully. In the pitch darkness, no one noticed.
"Don't move." The garrison troops in the county arrived too quickly and surrounded everyone before the bandits could pry open all the boxes.
"Fuck! I just told you to take some and run. You insisted on taking more," one bandit muttered afterward. Normally, in the mountains, they could use their familiar terrain to avoid being caught by the soldiers. But now, in this unfamiliar place, surrounded by three layers of soldiers, the dozen or so bandits didn't even stand a chance to resist before being counterattacked by the well-trained soldiers.
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The truck and the valuables outside the City God Temple were driven away after a group of soldiers changed the wheels.
Zhou Yan waited more than an hour after the truck left before he ran back using the earth escape technique he had just learned.
Xiao Yu sensed his return and dodged over. Just as he was about to say, "Why are you so slow?" he opened his mouth but only let out two breathy "ah ah" sounds.
Xiao Yu: ...
"Sorry, the team leader today is someone I know, so I'm a little late on purpose," Zhou Yan explained. He rummaged through his pockets and pulled out several thick stacks of military stationery, a fountain pen, and a bottle of ink. "I got this for you," he said, then froze in confusion. He looked at the stationery, pen, and ink bottle in his hands, puzzled.
How could he think that the little fool liked these things?
Xiao Yu didn't realize the problem yet, but when he saw the neat letter paper, he immediately took it with joy.
Zhou Yan became even more confused when he saw that he really liked him.
"Have I lost my memory?" Zhou Yan said to himself.
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