The resistance of the fighters of Group B continued day by day.

They refused to accept all orders from Feng Qiwu, and no longer made any military returns to him, although nominally he was still the commander, but in reality, he had been stripped of all power.

Among them, some of them are like Ye Shuo, who really already have a deep hatred for Feng Qiwu's behavior, while the other part is that they have no opinions, just out of herd mentality, thinking that if others isolate him, and I don't isolate him, then I may also be isolated by everyone like him.

In a group, the act of isolation towards an individual is often like an infectious germ that grows from a small group to the whole. The same is true of the blind conformity of the herd.

There seems to be only one outlier among them.

In the evening, there was a knock on the door of the city lord's room, and Jian Zhiheng held a stack of war reports to Feng Qiwu for his daily report.

Recording the daily progress of the battle, as well as the number of casualties, etc., was Feng Qiwu's order early in the morning. And in this regard, his strictness is as strict as ever.

Failure to transcribe the notebook as he requested, or if some important information is not well documented, is also punishable. Therefore, when it comes to sorting out the report, although it is a civilian in the team, the pressure that the trialist has to bear will not be less than that of the general.

Since the soldiers began to rebel, the work on the record book has also stopped. Feng Qiwu didn't say a word, anyway, if he really wanted to know the information, he didn't have to rely on that group of people.

But today Jian Zhiheng stood in front of him and reported in an orderly manner. It is precisely because his state is too normal that it is the biggest abnormality. It's as if the team has never gone on strike.

Feng Qiwu sat behind the long table, at first he was just casually flipping through the documents, and finally, his gaze gradually passed over the information bag and fell on Jian Zhiheng opposite.

He seemed to be patiently listening to his report, and it seemed as if he was scrutinizing him.

"Why are you the only one who dares to come over," until Jian Zhiheng's report ended, the corners of Feng Qiwu's mouth pulled a mocking sneer, his fingertips flicked lightly, and a stack of documents was thrown on the table, "Aren't you afraid to let your companions isolate you?"

"I know you've made a private agreement to join forces against me. He leaned forward slightly, one elbow propped up the corner of the table, and there was still a cold look in his eyes, "It's okay, I don't care." So what are you thinking? Are you going to spy on me for them?"

Jian Zhiheng bowed and replied: "Because I think that the future battle of Group B will still need your strength." The division within the group is just a small loss. ”

Feng Qiwu's eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to be surprised that he would make such an answer. Soon, he sneered half-mockingly: "It seems that you are the only one who understands here?"

"If I send you out to fight, will you send troops for me?" he examined him, his gaze as if it were about to turn into a physical X-ray, to see him inside and out.

Jian Zhiheng didn't hesitate for a moment, and bowed his hand respectfully: "The city lord commands." ”

In Feng Qiwu's stunned moment, Jian Zhiheng suddenly raised his head seriously: "City Lord, are you willing to listen to what I say in my heart?"

After getting the acquiescence, he went on smoothly:

"For a misunderstanding to form, one party must be willing to take the initiative to resolve it. The lord of the city is arrogant and unwilling to bow his head, and as for my companions, they also need to vent their grievances. I may be the only one who can handle the whole thing calmly. So, I want to be the link between the two sides. I will not betray my companions, but I will never rebel against you. ”

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The light and shadow shifted, and the last rays of the setting sun moved between the walls, swept past the window frames, and all the way over the long table, and finally projected around Feng Qiwu, and then stopped. He seemed to have been born to be the darling of the Shadows, and there was an eerie harmony in sitting alone in this abandoned place of twilight.

The two ends of the long table were actually divided into light and dark by this wandering light.

"That's just wishful thinking on your part. ”

Finally, Feng Qiwu raised his gaze again. And those eyes, at this time, seemed to be merging with the darkness.

……

"I heard, did you go to say good things to Feng Qiwu?" After Jian Zhiheng stepped out of the castle, Guan Lien quickly greeted him. chased him all the way, so as not to attract the attention of the rest of the people on the side of the road, although he was indignant, he still deliberately lowered his voice.

"Why are you doing this? Didn't we all say that we were going to isolate him together?"

Feng Qiwu is so ungrateful, betraying everyone to show favor to him at this juncture, not only will he not be grateful, but will only become a ready-made wronged leader! Even if he has no one to use, he will only get rid of you immediately when he doesn't need it, just like he treats Wan Haoqiong!

Guan Lin didn't want to be angry with Jian Zhiheng, he was just worried about him, just concerned about him. But he is not good at words, but it is difficult for him to express this concern in words.

Perhaps, this is the case with people who have been insecure for a long time. It is clear that he cherishes every ray of light that enters his heart, but once he speaks, it becomes a sharp stab to the other party. So they always succeed in driving away those who are willing to stop for them.

"I don't want to isolate anyone. Jian Zhiheng replied simply.

"I feel that no matter what kind of person you are, you are eligible for salvation. Even if they temporarily reject social interaction for some reason, in their hearts, they must be eager to fit in. If you give up on them just because of their appearance, then this part of the population is too lonely. ”

"That's just wishful thinking on your part. Guan Lin was full of helplessness, "Even if you help him, he won't thank you." ”

Jian Zhiheng was stunned, and then, he suddenly laughed in surprise and joy.

"You know what? You just said the same thing to him! That means you have something in common, and you can understand each other, right?"

In Guan Lin's somewhat helpless gaze, Jian Zhiheng smiled to himself again, looking at the sunset in the sky.

In fact, everyone will be more or less grateful for the kindness from others, but there will be different degrees. Some people, he will remember at the beginning that 'the grace of a drop of water, a spring will reciprocate him', and some people, maybe you helped him once, twice, or even a dozen times, and he has no obvious response to you. However, the warmth that has been sown will always remain in his heart, and at the right time, a flower will bloom. ”

"A grateful heart is like a seed, a little bit of watering can make it grow and sprout. Those who seem to be cold-blooded are just because they have not received enough watering. ”

"Don't worry, if he really doesn't know how to be grateful at all, he won't care about Sister Liang for so many years. In the end, Jian Zhiheng smiled and patted Guan Li's shoulder again. The glow of the setting sun had faded, but at this time, he looked like a natural luminous body. He has always been like this, warming everyone around him with a sunny smile.

"And he is the young master of the Nine Shadows Palace, high up, it is rare to have such an opportunity, everyone eats and lives together, I hope to change his inherent concept, so that he can also be happy to be friends with everyone. ”

Guan Li's words that he wanted to refute were finally swallowed in his sincere gaze. Although he still felt that Jian Zhiheng was stupid, in retrospect, didn't he also insist on being friends with him despite everyone's guidance and incomprehension? In the end, it was he who pulled himself out of the darkness......

If he had been easily swayed by other people's doubts at that time, he would not be where he is today. So, who is supposed to know the "pain of isolation" best, what right does he have to stop him from saving another person?

Maybe that's what he is. The persistent one is often a little silly, but he always keeps moving forward with kindness and shines in his eyes.

***

On this day, there was a sparse sound of horses' hooves in the mountains and forests. When the two horses stepped in front of the mountain road, they slowly stopped, and the two figures jumped down and began to stroll through the forest path.

"Siqi, don't you feel bored?" It was Meng Zhao who spoke now. He looked at the grass on all sides, his face full of annoyance.

"What's boring?" the other person was Jin Siqi. With a bamboo basket on her arm, she was carefully observing both sides of the road, not letting go of every hidden bright color among the weeds, trying to find usable herbs.

"Work!" Meng Zhao raised his voice, "Our daily work is either to inspect the mine or to collect herbs, why can't we arrange a little heavyweight work for us? I also want to go to the battlefield!"

Jin Siqi raised his head with some concern: "After seeing Wan Haoqiong's fate, do you still want to go to the battlefield?"

The scene of Wan Haoqiong's execution made her begin to deeply feel that peace is a blessing. For ordinary people like them, since they can't be as good as others, at the very least, don't be overly greedy for things that don't belong to them, so as not to attract jealousy. It is also a kind of happiness to be able to live a peaceful life.

Just like the ...... If it weren't for the fact that she was liked by that senior brother for a short time, she wouldn't let Jiang Caini deal with herself like that. The relationship that once illuminated her youth, but darkened her whole life, now that she thinks about it, is it a blessing or a curse?

It was for this reason that she began to reconsider her ideals.

Maybe she was born destined to be such an ordinary person, the martial arts world does not belong to her, and the fashion industry does not belong to her. Whether it is an endorsement or a film and television script, it is necessary to compete with others for limited resources, so the most direct thing is to compete with the senior sister.

When the time comes, I don't know what she will do with herself...... But now, at least, she had a deadly weapon in her hand. That is, the dark ...... she concocted for herself back then

At the beginning, she used that tragedy to ruin her love and future, and today, she may use it again to ruin her career. Competing with her senior sister, except for re-uncovering her scars and making her flesh festering and scarred, she can't bring her any of the aura and glory she wants.

So, she is thinking about giving up those flashy temptations and cherishing the people in front of her.

After this mission is over, she will choose a suitable opportunity to confess her past to Meng Zhao. When the time comes, if Meng Zhao can not dislike her and continue to tolerate her, then they ...... Let's go on together.

"It's because Wan Haoqiong is out of the game that Group B is even more employed!" beside her, Meng Zhaozheng said vigorously, "Others look down on us, we can't look down on ourselves, are we weaker than others?"

"When I first participated in this mission, I came to exercise, but now I can't even go to the battlefield, how can I exercise?"

"Just like your senior sister, she's a very good performer! don't you want to beat her?"

Jin Siqi's brain was shocked, and Meng Zhao had already grabbed her hand, shaking back and forth: "Siqi, you accompany me to find the city lord and talk to them, okay? If we go together, maybe they will give me a little more face!"

Jin Siqi sighed helplessly. Meng Zhao's personality is like that of a child, this aspect is his advantage, because he is simple and has no bad intentions, but sometimes, he will be like a child and ignore his temperament, but it is also annoying.

"What tasks are assigned to the team members, the city lord should have their own plans. Jin Siqi thought about it, but still tried to persuade, "Let's not add pressure to them." If they think we're fit to go to war, they'll use us. ”

"In my opinion, Ye Shuo is similar to Feng Qiwu!" Meng Zhao didn't sort it out, and complained angrily, "On the surface, it seems that everyone has a discussion, and it seems to be very democratic, but in fact, he has already decided what he has decided himself! Last time I found that top-level vein for Group B, I thought Ye Shuo would reuse me from now on! Who knows, he didn't mention it later!"

Jin Siqi still patiently comforted, and the two gradually drifted apart in the mountains and forests all the way.

Until the figures of the two disappeared behind the bushes, and below the hillside, a tuft of grass swayed, and a figure sat up suddenly.

Ge Shuchong originally slept here, but unexpectedly, he happened to hear a big secret.

He sat up straight, glanced upwards a few times, and with a "poof", spat out the grass stalk in his mouth. His eyes rolled twice, revealing a thoughtful smile.

"Top vein, that sounds really good......"

……

"Top veins, are you sure?"

"Of course it's certain!" Goshu rushed to the top of his neck, "I heard it with my own ears...... That's right, it is

Top veins, that sounds really good......"

……

"Top veins, are you sure?"

"Of course it's certain!" Goshu rushed to the top of his neck, "I heard it with my own ears...... That's right, it is

(End of chapter)