Chapter 120: Who Writes the Name of the Enemy
Liu Yurou pear blossom cried for a while, and suddenly felt that it was very unseemly to do this in front of the young Chu Tian, her delicate body trembled and raised the back of her hand to rub her eyes, and after sobbing for a long time, she calmed down, looked at him with red and swollen eyes that were crying, and said: "Not long after I came in, I encountered a very good swamp that was lurking, and Sun Yi fell into it and didn't come out again." Brother Wang Zhong..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wang Ding opened his mouth to cut off, and there was anger hidden in his low voice: "My brother was plotted against when he was inquiring about the news, it was Chen Luo's guy." At that time, not long after he left the team, he faintly heard a scream coming from the forest, and for some reason, the corners of his eyes jumped all day, and he hurried over. ”
Speaking of this, he seemed to have too many mood swings to help himself, his fists clenched in his eyes showing a murderous gaze, his body trembled for a long time, Fang let go of his fists to calm his mood, and said slowly with sadness on his face: "It's too late to think about it, my younger brother has a dagger stuck in his heart, lying unconscious in a pool of blood, his fingers are clasped on the ground, and Chen Luo's name is written." ”
Chu Tian didn't say anything superfluous about this, but he was quite emotional in his heart, he missed the spiritual cultivation of the division level, and there was a proud assistant like Xuanlin, who obeyed his words, although he felt that he was not familiar with life in the secret realm, he was not too afraid and panicked, but instead killed many phantom beasts to enhance his strength after baptism, and gained a lot, and he got the silver scale step and other peerless learning, mixed like a fish in water, but the bottom martial artist was so difficult, a negligence, maybe his life was not guaranteed.
"I should have thought a long time ago, except for this dog's good at tracking and stealing, who can follow behind others and stab people to kill people. Bastard, I'm going to kill him. God is pitiful, Xu is Chen Luo was in a hurry to escape for his life after the murder, but he neglected to check, and his younger brother wrote the name of the murderer when he was dying, so that I knew who the enemy was. ”
Hearing this, Chu Tian's expression moved, and he suddenly felt sad, because of Chen Luo's carelessness, Wang Zhong still had the opportunity to write the name of the enemy, in the secret realm where the silver moon shines forever in the dark night, how many people died in this foggy forest, and a few of them were lucky enough to get the opportunity to write the enemy's name.
Since that day, I have been awakened by nightmares several times while sleeping, and in my dreams I kept seeing my brother being stabbed with a dagger in his vest while running, falling in a pool of blood and trembling with his body, and using all his remaining strength to write the enemy's name on the ground in the moonlight, and the enemy's name was written, and he passed away with a smile and satisfaction. By the way, I saw with my own eyes that when my brother died, the smile on his face was frozen forever. ”
Wang Ding was thrown to the shore like a fish, panting for fear of suffocation, he has always been silent, but today in front of Chu Tian, who is almost a stranger, he said so much abnormally, as if he had finished saying what he could say in his life, and vomited out the sadness that he had nowhere to vent in his heart.
patted Wang Ding's trembling shoulder comfortingly, and a look of sympathy appeared in Chu Tian's eyes, although his mother was far away since he was a child, he always knew where he was, and he had a thought in his heart, and he could fight hard for it. And Wang Zhongren is dead, leaving Wang Ding with nothing else, and only revenge is left.
He is an only child, and he was born without a brother, but if he takes Chu Chu, who has the best relationship, as a reference, let alone lose his life, even if someone hurts the little sister, he will never allow it, and will directly pull this person into the blacklist.
Talking about the two unfortunate things again, the scene froze for a while, Liu Yurou and Wang Ding had sad eyes and sad faces, and Chu Tian felt empathy and his expression was equally heavy. It just so happened that Liu Xuan suppressed the injury and got up and approached quickly, his eyes looked at it slightly, he had been friends for many years, he didn't need to ask more, he already understood eight or nine points in his heart, and broke the silent atmosphere with a hearty laugh.
"Brother Chutian, if you hadn't rescued me in time today, I, Liu, would have died here, don't say much about gratitude, but in the future, if you can use it, even if you say hello, the wind will come and go, and you will never pull your face and frown. ”
Liu Xuan has a steady personality and never promises easily, but he blurted out this without thinking, after all, his life was saved by Chutian, if he even lacks such courage, not only is he not worthy of being the head of the Iron Banner, but he is also unworthy of being a man. He often despises some people who do not repay their gratitude, so naturally he will not go along with them.
Although he may not be able to use it seriously, after listening to this promise with a clear attitude, Chu Tian still felt a warm heart.
"Lao Wang, what are you doing standing there, don't take out your treasured wine, this is our life-saving benefactor, it's not appropriate to slack off. Brother Chutian, I will have a good drink with you today. Liu Xuan greeted with a grin.
Hearing this, Chu Tian smiled slightly, he thought of Chu Yun, who was also addicted to alcohol, although he himself was not good at this, but there were many bold people among the drinkers, and he was happy to make friends with him. In addition, after Chu Yun's constant inducement, he was used to drinking and the amount of alcohol increased greatly, which was not the same as the red face and red ears that choked after only drinking three or two glasses before.
"It's all nonsense to be hurt like this and still drink. Liu Yurou said angrily with a pretty face, although she knew that her brother had always wanted to drink and die, but she had reached such a state, and as soon as she suppressed the injury, she couldn't wait to pull someone to drink, so she didn't know what to say.
Liu Xuan smiled, waved his hand to show that he didn't have to be restrained, and pulled out Chutian as a shield, saying that if he didn't accompany his life-saving benefactor, he would be known by outsiders, and he would think he was ungrateful.
Seeing that his brother was clever and could pull this sesame trivial matter to the height of his character, he showed a helpless look, stomped his feet and spread his hands to say that he didn't care, the matter had come to this point, and if it didn't work, it would be done, so he had to go.
Chu Tian knew it in his heart, but he kept silent, he had been with Chu Yun for a long time, and he knew everything about this kind of drunkard trick, which was called repaying his kindness, but in fact, he was just looking for an opportunity to drink, so he only laughed secretly in his heart and did not open his mouth to pierce him.
I believe that even if there is no rescue, or it is not Chutian who comes, but Zhang Tian and Li Tian, Liu Xuan will try his best to find another excuse to deceive his sister and drink special drinks openly.
Putting down his thoughts and calming down, Chu Tian whistled, and a black light swept through the air and paused in front of him, Xuanlin, who had been hidden for a long time, felt that he could deal with the enemy, so he didn't let it show up to help, after all, the people of the Black Tiger Regiment were not phantom beasts here, and there was no baptism reward if they were solved, so they didn't have to be on all of them.
The camp where the Iron Banner Regiment was stationed was not far from here, and it didn't take a few steps to reach the camp tent, Liu Xuan went in and groped for a while, and when he came out, he was holding a fat leg of lamb with a string of iron sticks, and Chu Tian was speechless, there were only phantom beasts in the secret realm, and there were no cattle and sheep to eat, it must have come from outside, I really don't know how this thing got in.
In recent months, Chu Tian has been accustomed to eating coarse grains and fresh water, and a bird has already faded out of his mouth, as a senior foodie, he would not guess how to make a barbecue when he sees this situation. It seems that he smelled the aroma of roast lamb leg in advance, he couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and his hand was not idle, so he took out some firewood and put it on the ground, and took a flint to ignite it.
Seeing what happened here, Liu Yurou went in to find vegetables and vegetables to remediate the side dishes, and the tacit understanding between the two made Liu Xuan and Chu Tian look at each other in surprise, and they were stunned for a moment, showing an expression that you know and I understand, hehe laughed, on a full moon night, three or two foodies met unexpectedly, tacitly, and they were happy.
Liu Xuan kept turning the skewer in his hand, so that the leg of lamb was roasted evenly on all sides, and he was gossiping with Chu Tian in his mouth, and gradually, the bursts of fragrance intensified, and the tempting fluttering in the smoky air, Chu Tian's sharp eyes peeked at the opportunity, took out the small bottle and poured the condiments, and the roast was about to be done.
Xuanlin's purple pupils stared at the leg of mutton, salivating and dripping in his mouth, although hunting phantom beasts, he could absorb energy and would not starve to death, but how could such a simple and crude absorption compare to the delicacy of barbecue, and he didn't stop thinking to Chu Tian in his heart: "Brother, I want to eat roast leg of mutton, give me leg of mutton..."
Chu Tian and Liu Xuan's conversation was interrupted several times, with a helpless look on his face, he smiled and raised his hand to pat it on the head, telling it not to make noise and to prohibit noise. Xuanlin showed grievances on his face, and continued to stare at the leg of mutton without saying a word, and his saliva gathered into a lot, like a small river flowing quietly.
Wang Ding walked quickly with a wine jar, Fang Cai's sadness was gone, and he regained his previous adult face with an expression of paralysis, uncovering the lid with his hands, the white liquor, the rich sweet fragrance made people smell intoxicated, this is the specialty glutinous rice wine of his hometown.
His hometown is rich in a kind of slender glutinous rice, which is naturally sweet, and this wine is made from glutinous rice that has been fermented for several years and has undergone a special process. After going out for a long time, I always drink some rice wine with my younger brother in my spare time to reminisce about the old people in my hometown.
Liu Yurou took out the small dishes and put them on the ground, although the portion was small, but it was quite exquisite, it could be used as a side dish for wine, she took out a knife and divided the roasted leg of lamb with everyone and Xuanlin to eat, she didn't eat a few bites, she only ate vegetarian dishes, she didn't want to overeat, she was so fat that she even looked at it, and she felt miserable and shameless.
The three men were eating meat and drinking in large bowls, and the white porcelain bowl containing wine clanged against each other. Whether it was sweet rice wine or light side dishes, Xuanlin didn't care about it, whined happily, and threw himself on the fragrant roast leg of lamb that he had shared.
At this time, according to the normal time, it should be the beginning of the night, during which the phantom beast has no body, but the work and rest are no different from the demon beasts outside, and they will not come out to make trouble at this time. The place was secluded and uninhabited, so everyone relaxed and drank directly.
However, the cautious Chu Tian kept an eye on it, even while sipping the sweet and soft rice wine, he still did not forget to spread the wisps of Lingnian in the surrounding air, monitoring the surrounding wind and grass to ensure the safety of himself and these friends.
After the picnic, Liu Yurou took out a few sets of bedding for everyone to sleep in, Chu Tian smiled and waved his hand to signal that it was not necessary, and beckoned Xuanlin to find a nearby giant tree to climb up and sleep, in the faint moonlight, everyone gradually fell asleep.
Tossing and turning and unable to sleep, Wang Ding raised his eyes to look at the moon hanging in the sky like a jade plate, and thought to himself, why did his younger brother die with a smile. After thinking about it, I finally didn't understand it very well, and suddenly it was blessed to my heart, and the ghost sent God to get the answer.
In the trance of the rising strength of the wine, he couldn't help but recall a scene in the dream, when he was secretly told by a fortune teller, his younger brother Wang Zhongqiang endured the sharp pain from the bottom of his heart at the vest, his forehead was full of sweat, frowning, gritting his teeth, squeezing the strength in his body bit by bit as if his last wish had not been fulfilled, and bending his fingers into two crooked but unusually clear fonts, so that Chen Luo, the name of the murderer, was exposed to broad daylight without concealment.
Struggling to finish writing the last strokes, his whole body strength was exhausted, Wang Zhong's adult face was paralyzed, and he couldn't help but smile with heartfelt satisfaction, and he plunged into the damp mud of the forest and passed away with a smile.
Wang Zhong's heart has no hatred and no remorse, because he knows that as long as the name of the murderer is written, even if this person flees to the ends of the world, his dearest brother will chase after him and force him to the end of the road, and stab him to death with a hearty shot, sooner or later, Chen Luo will always go down to accompany him, and the trip to hell will not be too lonely.
This is a kind of brother's deep trust in his brother, whether it is the little boy who grabbed the corner of his clothes when he was young and called his brother in a childish voice, or Wang Zhong, who has matured through the vicissitudes of time, and the long years between the two moments, this trust will not change anything. Perhaps, this kind of family right cannot be taken away even by death.
"My brother. In the misty night, Wang Ding screamed in his heart, this iron-clad man burst into tears in an instant, and the crystal tears decomposed the moonlight into colorful light.