Blind Lao Cheng, whose real name is Cheng Cangxing, was originally an old pawn of the Xuanshan Forbidden Army of Ziwei Wenfu, with a mediocre background, although he was a monk, he was not good at riding and shooting, but he also joined the Xuanshan Forbidden Army of the heavy armored cavalry decades ago, so Lao Cheng could only be a pawn carrying a flag in front of the battle.

Although Lao Cheng's cultivation is not high, and he does not know how to arrange troops, but with his courage and bravery, he can barely gain a firm foothold in the four forbidden armies of Wenfu that only talk about military merits regardless of his background.

In the past, when the Martial God Temple was not destroyed, there was often friction with the Wenfu, and there were countless battles of large or small, Lao Cheng was blinded by someone in a battle more than 20 years ago with supernatural powers, injured the Yuan Shen, and then it was difficult to heal, and he could barely be called a pawn, and he retired as an old pawn.

Wenfu placed him in the Wenfu Courtyard, Lao Cheng, who was originally in the prime of life, weakened day by day with the Yuan Shen, and the realm of cultivation fell again and again, in just more than 20 years, his current cultivation realm has only the early stage of the Danding realm, and in a few years, he may have to fall down to the realm of Changshengmen.

Lao Cheng is a lonely man, helpless and unconcerned, I don't know how many pairs of military boots have been scrapped on the battlefield over the years, but he has never saved any family funds, and he gave up on himself during the initial period of moving into the Wenfu Courtyard, buying alcohol and getting drunk all day long, and he almost squandered his few net worth.

Lao Cheng, who was not greedy for life and afraid of death on the battlefield, suddenly began to be afraid after being forced to leave the drunken dream of life day after day, and after the money was not rich, Lao Cheng's number of drinks was greatly reduced.

Lao Cheng was unlucky to bump into a son of a family when he went out to buy wine a few years ago, the wine jug in his hand fell, and the turbid wine also splashed the clothes of the arrogant and domineering son, and his right leg and right hand were broken by the evil slave who accompanied him.

That time, Lao Cheng also wanted to grit his teeth and fight hard, but he only touched the fragments of the wine pot on the ground, not to mention weapons, not even a bamboo pole, the son of the family looked at the old man lying on the ground and struggled just laughed loudly, and led the evil slave out of Ziwei Emperor City, Lao Cheng didn't say a word, and crawled back to the Wenfu Courtyard with one remaining foot and one hand with tears in his eyes.

After several years of care under the joint care of other wounded soldiers and disabled soldiers in the hospital, Lao Cheng barely recovered, since then, Lao Cheng has an extra crutch in his hand, and he has never left his hand, his back is getting lower and lower, he drinks less often, and he talks less and less.

Although the hill behind the thatched hut is desolate, there is also a good place to go, Lao Cheng remembered in his heart that there is a pheasant nest there, and you can touch two mountain eggs every once in a while to satisfy your hunger.

A few days ago, Lao Cheng, who had bad legs and feet, bumped into a young man with unauthentic hands and feet when he went to touch the eggs at night, and wanted to catch the pheasants together, Lao Cheng held the eggs in one hand, and beat him a few times with a cane in the other, until the young man opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

Lao Cheng said angrily: "You bear boy, if you catch all the pheasants, then won't I even have to eat the mountain eggs in the future?"

After the young man who didn't dodge, dodge or fight back, he apologized to Lao Cheng, but he turned around with a hippie smile and took out a few bird eggs, saying that it was an apology and forced it to Lao Cheng, and then he went down the mountain and left.

The next day, the young man again looked for him, this time he brought a very common pot of wine and two roast goose legs, and Lao Cheng let him into his hut. What are you afraid of as an old blind man who is barely breathing?

If you want to take whatever you want, take it, and if you want this old life, you can take it with you after breaking this crutch!

The young man claimed to be surnamed Jiang, and he was a new low-level guard in Wenfu, and he did some simple work in the house on weekdays or patrols or sentry posts, so he was relatively idle, and he always sneaked out, and he went to catch pheasants last night to open meat for the old brothers and seniors of Wenfu Annex.

Lao Cheng didn't ask in detail, I don't know if his surname is "Jiang" or "Jiang", but this young man's cultivation is mediocre, only in the realm of Changshengmen, and he can be a guard in the Wenfu, thinking that he should have some relatives, and his surname should be Jiang.

The "Jiang boy" who should be "Jiang Boy" always talks with a bit of meat, and the oil tone is not right, today he said that he was going to steal chickens and fish and stew dog meat, and tomorrow he said that he saw the young lady of the family sect today, how charming his posture was, and how moving his face was.

Lao Cheng, who has been almost silent for a day, began to talk more after getting acquainted with this foolish Jiang boy, sometimes Jiang boys hurriedly came in over the wall, saying that they were sneaking at the beautiful girl in the Qinglou who was taking a bath and was trapped, and was chased and fled here, first borrowing his treasure land to avoid the limelight and then returning to Wenfu, Lao Cheng always shook his head on crutches at this time, and smiled and didn't say anything.

Jiang Xiaozi can describe the various landscapes in the Wenfu in detail, and can tell the appearance of the Wenfu descendants such as the young lady and the young master, it should not be fake.

Lao Cheng didn't ask him for any proof of identity, he was already a person who lived at the mercy of life and death, so why bother? Even if he pretended to be a Wenfu guard, he would not get anything from him, let alone a good ending.

However, when Jiang Xiaozi handed his guard tag to him with both hands, rubbing the familiar patterns on it, Lao Cheng, who had been blind for decades, still couldn't help but burst into tears, and before he knew it, the two of them had formed this small incense relationship.

This guard tag was the genuine product that Jiang Feng had asked Qing'er for in advance, so that he could walk in the Wenfu Courtyard with a reasonable identity.

When he first arrived at the Wenfu Courtyard that day, Jiang Feng met the blind old Cheng in front of him, and he would always bring food and wine to chat with him these days.

He asked him about the eventful years on the battlefield in the past, asked him why he moved to the Wenfu Annex, and why he moved away from the Wenfu Courtyard to live alone in the thatched hut, Lao Cheng always bowed his head with a cane and was silent, sometimes his nose was slightly red, and he hurriedly wiped it with his thumb.

Although Jiang Boy is extremely unserious as a guard of the Wenfu, since he came, Lao Cheng's thatched hut has never leaked rain, and he has drunk wine almost every day.

Lao Cheng said that it was not necessary, just cover it with a few rags in winter, and it was just cool in summer, Jiang Xiaozi said every time he heard it: "The old man is a hearty person with a good mentality, and he doesn't like to care." ”

Lao Cheng later occasionally went back to the Wenfu Courtyard to inquire, and found that this Jiang boy did often help the old guys in the courtyard who were not much better than him, although it was mostly trivial daily things, but the old brothers liked this young man who loved to laugh and play.

Today, Jiang Xiaozi hurriedly came to inform him that the chaos in Ziwei Imperial City was about to rise, and even instructed him not to go out again after nightfall, Lao Cheng knew that he was kind and cared about them, these old guys, his heart was warm, and he didn't touch the wine that Jiang Xiaozi poured first, but got up and brought Jiang Feng a teapot and tea bowl.

Lao Cheng poured hot tea for Jiang Feng and said, "I know that you have the responsibility of guarding and can't drink, this is specially prepared for you." ”

Jiang Feng looked down at the amber tea in the tea bowl, there were a lot of tea leaves and tea residues floating on it, the tea fragrance was not strong, it was obviously made of extremely inferior tea leaves, far less than Jiang Feng's memories of Jiangnan and his thoughts that he drank every day these days.

Lao Cheng put down the teapot and said: "When I was young, I was a reckless man who only knew how to charge and kill, I didn't understand the elegance of literati, and I didn't want to understand, and then I only wanted to get drunk when I drank, and I couldn't tell the many twists and turns and the good and bad, I still went to buy tea for the first time, I didn't know how to do it, and I couldn't tell what was good tea and what was bad tea, don't dislike it." ”

"No!"

Jiang Feng smiled heartily, lifted the tea bowl and took a big sip, Lao Cheng lifted the wine bowl with a slightly trembling hand, took a sip, and after a while, he continued to take a second sip, drinking very carefully and enjoying it, it seemed that the wine in this bowl was precious.

Lao Cheng put down the wine bowl and said with emotion: "This mulberry wine is good, but it is not as good as the fruit wine made in my hometown. ”

Jiang Feng smiled and said: "It's a pity that I don't have this blessing, and I can't taste the famous products of the old man's hometown." ”

Lao Cheng shook his head slightly, and sighed with reminiscence: "It's too late, my hometown has long been wiped out in the flames of war, and everything no longer exists." ”

Lao Cheng said, drinking the mulberry wine in the bowl.

"When I was alone, I joined the Wen Mansion because I admired the old mansion master, and became a member of the Xuan Lonely Forbidden Army. In that battle, I carried the flag on my shoulder, I was caught in the enemy formation, I was blinded by an enemy, and the last sight before the darkness was still the scene of my comrades around me falling one after another, and in the end I was left alone surrounded by the enemy.

"They humiliated me, saying that they would cut off my limbs and turn me into a human being, that they would cut off my head and use it as a night pot, and that if I personally removed the flag and tore it up, they would spare my life if I stepped on it a few more times. I'm blind, but I know that there are only enemies around me, I'm crazy, I will do whatever it takes to fight them, I only know that I cut through one knife after another, regardless of the direction, regardless of the moves, I can die, but the banner of the Xuanshan Forbidden Army must not fall.

"I don't know how long it took, but I felt the warmth on my body start to cool down before I knew it, and I finally managed to make it until reinforcements arrived, but I was already lying in a pool of blood. A column of vanguards, and the last people who were rescued alive by reinforcements are just me, a waste!"

Jiang Feng filled the bowl of mulberry wine for Lao Cheng, he drank it all with his head, in the past few days, Lao Cheng took the initiative to tell Jiang Feng about the past years, Jiang Feng listened quietly.

"So, Jiang boy, what bloody wind are you talking to me about, I've been used to seeing it all these years. I was not afraid of that battle twenty years ago; eighteen years ago, when the Martial God Temple was destroyed, there was a force that attacked the Wenfu Courtyard, and I was not afraid; ten years ago, I was not afraid of the evil sword and the bloody Ziwei Emperor City; now, I will not be afraid! If one day I die because of this, it is also the battlefield where I deserved to die!"

Lao Cheng's mood fluctuated violently, he was venting, and he wanted to use today, with this wine to vent the depression in his heart for decades, Jiang Feng did not interrupt him, and filled him with wine.

"Jiang boy, you always ask me, why did you move out of the Wenfu Courtyard and be willing to live alone in this dilapidated thatched hut, obviously it is easier to survive by supporting each other. ”

Lao Cheng snorted, shook his head and said: "Back then, when I gave up on myself, the leader once came to the Wenfu Courtyard, looked at me silently, slapped me hard, and then turned around and left directly. He didn't speak, but I knew that it was him, that he was, that the leader had come to see me. Since then, I still can't quit my addiction, but I don't give up on myself as drunk as I used to.

However, those veterans who came to the Wenfu Courtyard for all kinds of different or similar reasons, the most they did every day was to get together and feel sorry for themselves, shouting about the unfairness of fate, God's blindness, crying how unfortunate they were, what kind of sorrow, and even worse, they actually blamed the old mansion master, saying that they deserved to be unlucky, but they were satirizing the indifference and ruthlessness of the Wenfu.

"Although I Cheng Cangxing is just a flag-carrying pawn who is not in the climate, I am a Wenfu person in life, and I am a Wenfu ghost in death, everything I do is for the glory of Wenfu, no regrets, Wenfu has spent a lot of manpower and material resources for our group of useless old wastes over the years, but they are still like this, how can I want to be with them?

"I have never insulted the Xuanshan Forbidden Army in my life, even now, as long as the mansion master gives an order, even if I lose this remnant, I can still go into battle to kill the enemy, I am still the flag-carrying soldier who runs at the front!"

Lao Cheng's voice was heroic, and his expression seemed to return to the eventful years of the battlefield battle, Jiang Feng was silent, glorious, no regrets, since the day he stepped into the Wenfu, all this has been doomed, this is the only imprint in this life!

Jiang Feng recalled the purpose of the establishment of the Wenfu Annex, remembered Wen Bin's indifferent attitude, and asked softly, "Is it worth it?"

Who knew that Lao Cheng immediately snorted angrily, picked up his crutches and called Jiang Feng, and asked, "Is this what you should say as a guard of the Wen Mansion?"

Lao Cheng said with an angry face: "Let me tell you, there is nothing worth it, only whether you are willing or not, you are not a member of the four forbidden armies, so you don't understand, when you stand under the military flag in armor and uniform, when you watch your comrades fall one after another beside you, when you face their tombstones, you will ask them, 'Is it worth it'? When that moment comes, all the thoughts in your heart about whether it is worth it are vain, and there is only one wish-'I am willing to fight to the death'!"

Jiang Feng's silence calmed the blind old man's anger slightly, he turned his head to the window, and said slowly: "Actually, there is another reason why I moved out of the Wenfu Courtyard, I am not afraid of your kid jokes when I say it, as soon as I fall asleep these years, as long as I hear the sound of horses' hooves passing by outside the house, I will immediately turn over and look for a knife and get up, but every time I reach out and touch it, I can only touch this old crutch, the knife, which has already been removed with that heavy armor, and then I fall asleep, and I will dream that I stood in the territory with the lord of the mansion and fought with the leader of the four enemies.

"So I moved away from the noisy Wenfu Courtyard, living alone in this thatched hut, in the past, the Xuanshan Forbidden Army always went out from the Beihan Road, I want to find a quiet place near the Beihan Road, and then listen carefully to the sound of the hooves of the iron-armored heavy horses, and then listen carefully to the sound of the roar of the ten thousand armies, and then return to the battlefield where I have never left!"

The tip of Jiang Feng's nose was slightly sour, the sound of horses' hooves in his memory, the shouting and killing in his memory, and the battlefield in his memory, but he had to reproduce it in this way.

In the courtyard of Wenfu, how many remnants of the old soldier Tiema Binghe fell asleep!

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(To be continued!)