The little shepherd boy hiding behind the stone couldn't hold back the ** in his heart, quietly showed his little head, looked at the sky, couldn't help covering his mouth, and muttered: "It's so beautiful!" ”

The sky is colorful, dazzling, as if out of thin air there is a colorful sun, countless rays of light shine out of it, as if the Buddha came into the world, the Buddha light behind him shines, the two figures in the middle of the Buddha's light have been submerged in the infinite light.

In just an instant, the colored sun suddenly disappeared, and the two immortals in the sky also disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been here.

The little shepherd boy was so illuminated by the colored sun that he couldn't open his eyes, and it took a long time to get used to the current scene clearly, and when he looked up at the sky, the sky was blue, and the clouds were blown away, and there were constantly residual sword qi colliding with each other, bursting out of thunderbolts and sparks, like lightning splitting from the sky. Looking down at the ground, he was suddenly startled, and all the miles around him had turned into powder.

Lop Nur was originally a desolate barren land, but now it is even more miserable and desolate, and as far as the eye can see, a huge pothole has formed. The strangest thing was that the big rock where the little shepherd boy was hiding was in the center of the pothole, and it was unscathed, and the old ox was still mooing and urging him to hurry home, this place was too dangerous.

The little shepherd boy rubbed his face with his dirty hands, and climbed the big stone with courage, looking down, and the shock in his heart was even worse, the potholes crisscrossed all kinds of ravines, some were straight as a knife, some were curved like dragons, some were not a few feet deep, some were shallow and a palm deep, and the shapes were different. Strange.

These ravines of different shapes seemed to have magical powers, and they seemed to be more beautiful than the New Year's pictures pasted on the door, and he did not know where these ravines began. It seems that every ravine is the beginning of the two immortals' swords, and at the same time the end of the sword moves.

This was a few hours until night fell, and there was silence all around. The little shepherd boy could no longer see the ravines clearly, and he suddenly came to his senses, mounted the old ox, and ran in the direction of his home.

Wait until you get to the entrance of the village. The people of the village were already looking for the little shepherd boy with torches, and his rough-faced, black-faced father, with a blue face, kicked him over. Squatting on the ground, a heart back to his stomach, and a long exhale.

His weathered mother held him in her arms and wept. Woo woo whining some inaudible nonsense. The little shepherd boy rubbed his buttocks. While snorting in her mother's arms and looking at the black-pressed villagers, Xiaohua was looking at him with tears in her eyes.

After that, when he went to herd the cattle again, he took Xiaohua with him to Lop Nur, and at first Xiaohua was afraid and needed the little shepherd boy to hold her little hand. After seeing the huge and boundless potholes and ravines, Xiaohua couldn't help but be stunned: "What a beautiful painting!" ”

The little shepherd boy told her to climb the big rock on the back of the ox. The two raised their eyes, and the little shepherd boy proudly told Xiaohua what happened that day, and Xiaohua widened her eyes after hearing this, and asked incredibly: "Really?" In fact, she doesn't believe in her heart, there are no gods in this world at all, she believes that people will win the sky, and if she never forgets, there will be repercussions, but she followed the little shepherd boy and pretended to be like a mother, and her mother said that this man is a donkey.

The little shepherd boy didn't know that this little girl still had this kind of thought, so he patted his chest and said, of course. So saying, he jumped off the big rock, painted and danced for a long time, and finally walked along the strange ravines.

This walk is more than ten years, and every time Xiaohua comes with him, sitting on the big rock, holding his knees with both hands, watching him walk with a frown.

In the past ten years, he has not been bored at all, so tirelessly walking along the ravine, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, as if every walk can bring different experiences and insights.

Xiaohua sat on the stone, looked at him, and didn't feel bored, she didn't think about the troubles when she grew up, so she looked at him quietly, and never got tired of it.

Sometimes she would take advantage of her father's mother's inattention to secretly take two eggs from the stove, one for him and one for herself.

And the old scalper behind the two wagged his tail, rolled his eyes, turned his head, and no longer looked at the two crooked.

The childhood sweethearts that the world says, the two little guesses are like this!

More than ten years later, the world invaded Wei, the smoke of war, has reached the border of Xiliang, the village of the little shepherd boy is ready to relocate, to avoid the war, leaving the land where he has lived for generations, the little shepherd boy stood in front of the village and gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, ready to join the army.

Xiaohua's face was gloomy, but she obeyed her mother's sentence "Men are all donkeys", and she agreed with tears in her eyes.

The little shepherd boy had a broken burden on his back, holding an egg in one hand, and resolutely joined the army, and when the first wave of more than 100,000 people in Xiliang was thrown into the Western Regions, preparing to meet the Roman army, he timidly walked into the military tent.

The registered officer asked him what his specialties were. The little shepherd boy thought for a long time, and then replied, herding the cattle. The officer who just wanted to write the words "herding cattle" was slightly stunned, raised his head and looked at the thin little shepherd boy, thought for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "You go and become a firehead!" ”

As a result, the little shepherd boy became a small firehead army in the Xiliang Army, diligently washing, picking, cutting, and stir-frying vegetables every day.

He didn't understand military tactics, but when he saw the mighty Xiliang army, he felt that we Xiliang had won this battle, and when he was victorious, he could return to his hometown and become a cook. Every time there is a wedding in the village, I go to help, stir-fry a dish, stew a soup, drink some wine, bring a roast chicken to Xiaohua's family, and ask Xiaohua for some rouge gouache.

However, at that time, the Western Liang was already extremely dangerous, and the Roman Empire had formed a semi-encirclement of the narrow Xiliang, and His Majesty Zhao Ting did his best to send 50,000 elite soldiers to the battlefield.

Xiliang Wang Baoyu sat in the big tent, sleepless day and night, the strategic topographic map has been sketched horizontally and vertically, no matter how the troops are arranged, it is difficult to break the current deadlock, and there is no chance to even fight for a little buffer time.

At this time, Caesar, the emperor of the Roman Empire, who played his cards out of common sense, had a whim. All of them sent out the assassination organization of Rome, which was as famous as the sticky pole of the Great Wei State, the Black Sheep's Horn, to sneak into the Xiliang Tent, wanting to win underneath. Kill the backbone of the Xiliang lord and make a good omen for the march into the Central Plains.

The black sheep's horns successfully infiltrated the camp, and it was only a hundred zhang away from the Chinese army's camp, and he could already see the figure of Xu Linbaoyu, the king of Xiliang, and the dagger with Roman characteristics slid into his hand.

The little shepherd boy, who had already warmed the food for King Xiliang three times, walked into the big tent with the soup that was hot for the fourth time, and happened to encounter the black sheep's horn and burst into assassination, and the cold light was shining. In all directions, countless hidden weapons and daggers came straight towards Baoyu.

The little shepherd boy didn't have time to think about it, and his body was like a swimming dragon and lightning. The steps of walking along the ravine many years ago instantly stood in the middle of the field, blocking all the assassinations.

The black sheep's horns were shocked in their hearts, and they all killed. The little shepherd boy didn't care about anything else, just as before. Follow one's heart. I don't want to fight, it's like playing, the black sheep's horns can't get close, and Baoyu is like the stone in the pothole, unharmed.

The little shepherd boy in front of the black sheep's horns did not look like a thin little firehead, like an impregnable city, whether it was as fast as thunder or shot countless blades. None of them can break through this city.

By the time the Xiliang King's guards arrived, the little shepherd boy had already beaten all the black sheep's horns to the ground. The muscles and veins of the whole body are broken into countless knots, and there is no arrogance. Everyone looked at the little shepherd boy in amazement, as if they were looking at a monster.

The little shepherd boy smiled shyly, touched his hands on his body, wiped his slightly dirty hands, picked up the soup and handed it to Xiliang Wang Baoyu: "Lord Wang, the soup is not cold yet, you can drink it while it's hot!" ”

Baoyu picked up the dishes and chopsticks, looked at the little shepherd boy standing with his head bowed, shook his head and said with a smile: "You look really arrogant and domineering." ”

The little shepherd boy didn't understand why the prince said that he was arrogant, but he felt very modest, and frowned: "Prince, I don't understand." ”

Baoyu, who had always been worried about the war situation, couldn't help laughing: "It's even more arrogant!" ”

In the days that followed, the little shepherd boy was still the little firehead, doing what he liked to be good at, and taking advantage of his free time to ask acquaintances to write a letter to his family, which were all trivial things in life, but he thought it was very interesting.

Xiliang Wang Baoyu came to the barracks kitchen from time to time, at first the little shepherd boy trembled, his legs trembled, bent over and kowtowed, Baoyu asked him not to be so restrained, the little shepherd boy did not do, and he did not dare, but after a long time, he gradually got used to it. Sometimes you can also see the scene of King Xiliang pulling the bellows and the little shepherd boy stir-frying.

Someone in Xiliang suggested that the little shepherd boy should be the general and become a new generation of Xiliang Tiger Bear.

Xiliang Wang Baoyu shook his head and did not accept it.

The fiasco of the black sheep's horns, so that Caesar was angry and distressed, every member of the black sheep's horns was carefully selected, and experienced in a hundred battles, he ordered someone to draw a portrait of the little shepherd boy, standing under it and watching for a long time, the portrait of a thin young man with a typical sweat towel of the Central Plains people on his head, his eyes were a little shy and timid, but it was such an ordinary person who single-handedly broke the black sheep's horns that he had carefully cultivated and organized?

Although he was puzzled, the emperor did not stop marching, and the Roman Empire claimed that millions of cavalry were pouring in from the far west.

The war was tight, Xiliang won fewer and lost more, and the situation was endangered to the extent of a desperate attack.

One day, Xiliang Wang Baoyu and the little shepherd boy drank a little wine, the two walked out of the big tent one after the other, looked up at the unique deep night sky of Xiliang, Xiliang Wang Baoyu missed the twist braid on the Shushan Sword Pavilion, the little shepherd boy missed the hometown of Xiaohua, he didn't feel before, and later after leaving his hometown, he felt more and more the importance of Xiaohua, she often jumped into his mind, lingering, sometimes he seemed to be able to hear Xiaohua's laughter, seeing Xiaohua stretch out two hands and hand over two hard-boiled eggs, he was excited and couldn't help crying.

Baoyu sighed and said to the little shepherd boy: "When I was a child, my eldest sister once told me a story about an ordinary person who was bitten by a spider and had superpowers, able to fly on the wall and spit out spider silk, called Spider Man. Spider-Man has an uncle, when he was dying, he once told him that how great a person's ability is, how great his responsibility is, so Spider-Man shouldered the heavy responsibility of surrounding the safety of the people around him, saving the lives of countless people. ”

Baoyu thought that he said very clearly, although you are a small firehead army, but you are very capable and strong, you should shoulder your responsibilities and obligations, now Xiliang is extremely dangerous, you can't lead the troops to fight, but it is always not a problem to charge ahead, not to mention that the general of Xiliang is in the middle of the green and yellow, you should stand up and say something, make a statement.

The little shepherd boy frowned, as if he was pondering a very important matter, and finally mustered up his courage, raised his head and asked, "Lord Wang, I don't understand, that spider man was bitten, is it a human or a spider?" ”

Baoyu turned his head, and showed a helpless expression like a fool: "Ahem, what I want to express is not what I mean, in fact, what I want to say is ......"

The little shepherd boy listened very carefully, and he was eager to understand the words of King Xiliang.

But he saw that King Xiliang sighed heavily and patted himself on the shoulder: "You are very strong, stronger than many people." Sometimes I ask myself, if you are not so strong, you are a real ordinary person, you are not strong in martial arts, you are not strong, and you have the identity of a firehead army that matches your thin body, will I still be good friends with you? The answer turned out to be yes. Because you are a real person, a real person, seeing you reminds me of my stupid brother Yubao, and I don't know how he is with Fan Rong'er now. Well, to be exact, you are three points better than Yubao, you are my brother, after all, this kid kidnapped the girl, and went to the South China Sea to live happily together. ”

Saying that, Baoyu scolded and left, and after scolding for a while, he realized that scolding Yubao for "grandma's legs" was also scolding himself, because the two had the same relatives, the same eldest sister, and the same brothers.

Looking at the back of the king of Xiliang, the little shepherd boy was stunned for a while, his head was still stuck on the sentence "you are my brother", he didn't know what to say, he had insomnia that night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, taking advantage of the morning light to slowly brighten up, he decided to do this for his brother.

So he got up, quietly touched the weapon room, touched the weapon, moved the weapon, and finally came to the kitchen to pick up the kitchen knife, and resolutely went to the west alone.

Finally, he came to the Roman barracks, thinking of touching it quietly, but he really didn't have the ability of the black sheep's horns, and the people had already leaked their whereabouts when they arrived in the middle camp.

Surrounded by the Roman cavalry, he began to wield the kitchen knife in his hand, knife after knife, until he finally entered the Chinese army's tent, and waved the last move of seeing the two immortals fighting like mercury, and cut off a good head of Julius Caesar who was sitting in the middle of the big tent. (To be continued......)