"You mean, when I was six years old, I squatted in a cactus?" Yang Shuang's face was full of disbelief, and he suddenly remembered the stalk about Liu Guanzhang looking for durian in the desert.

The strong man was silent for a long time, and said seriously with a stiff face: "General, this is not what I meant, but the truth!" ”

The corners of Yang Shuang's mouth twitched, this is to do something!

Immediately got up and opened the door of the house, ready to leave, "Brother, you recognize the wrong person!" ”

He did have a scar on his buttocks, but it was not left by sitting on a cactus, but by a time in his previous life when he was on a mission in the tombs, and he was tired and sat on an incense basket.

Usually it's okay, but the point is, that day is Qingming.

The strong man hurriedly pressed the door bolt, "It won't be wrong!" General, your scarred ass and a look carved out of the mold tell me that you are the general! ”

"If I'm a general, wouldn't I want to step on both sides of the Yellow River, punch the three states and six prefectures, shock the north and south of the river, and rampant across the entire Central Plains? That's going to go like this! "Yang Shuang doesn't want to replace the identity of the general soul.

It's like playing a game, obviously with a cow to break the plug-in, why use one key to full level?

Besides, although the general is an important member of the third rank in the Great Sui, he is still a bit weak in the turbulent officialdom.

In the film and television, officialdom is comparable to a battlefield, and maybe a large group of princes, three dukes, and pillars will jump out at any time, and pull themselves out and cut them down.

If you want to live well, you have to be a man with your tail between your legs in the court, how can you have the comfort of playing at the border?

Besides, there is an important question, how did the general soul die!

I never thought that it was just a sentence of complaining, but it made the strong man awe-inspired, "What the general said is extremely true, in the northern frontier of the Great Sui, and even the northern region of the barbarians, who doesn't know the name of the general?" ”

"Forehead ······" Yang Shuang was speechless, thinking of his own situation, he walked to the table and chair, and said to the strong man: "Come, brother, let's sit down and have a good chat." By the way, is there any wine? ”

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The next day, early in the morning.

With chickens and dogs crowing and horses neighing, the blacksmith once again played metal music.

Sitting on the stone pier next to the door of the house, Yang Shuang looked up at the snowflakes scattered in the air, and his heart was very entangled.

This is Lujiatun, located at the southern foot of Mingsha Mountain.

Ten miles to the north, is the spring he wanted to find after the battle of Dunhuang to seize the city.

From here, it takes three days to go to Yumen Pass, the distance is not very far, only three hundred miles, but the road is not easy to walk.

It is necessary to bypass the sand mountain, wade through the Dang River (Shule River), spend two days to reach Yangguan, and then pass through the Yangguan Ancient Road, along the beacon tower all the way to the north, to return to Yumen.

Three months ago, he was killed with Rahu and was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

The middle-aged strong man, that is, Dong Da Hammer, went to the crescent moon spring of Mingsha Mountain to get water, and met him who was dragged by the reins of the war horse to the spring, and he was rescued easily.

Fortunately, the old patriarch of the Lu clan is a famous witch, and there are a lot of herbs in the village.

Dong Da Hammer is very good.

According to his own words, in the Twelve Wei Mansion of the Great Sui, among all the craftsmen's workshops, he ranks among the Jiazi!

To put it simply, it is the first hammer in the army!

As for the identity of the soul, through listening to the side, Yang Shuang remembered that dream again.

Unfortunately, after half a year, many memory fragments have become blurred.

To this day, he only remembered that that evening, in the luxurious compound, he single-handedly lifted the giant tripod, and ordered the guards to inject water into the water and move sideways, so as to keep up his strength.

When the sun set, a large number of killers suddenly poured out from outside the courtyard wall, bows, crossbows, guns, knives, clubs, maces, and all kinds of weapons, all of which were killed at the general's soul.

Throw away the soul of the giant ding, pick up two dragon head metal rods, and dance up and down in a posture, like a monkey brother possessing him, killing all directions.

Then, Yang Shuang descended and yelled at Demacia······

After the war, the capture of a beautiful killer, what a bondage, SM, the emperor······

Right!

Thinking of this, Yang Shuang suddenly woke up.

It seems that when interrogating the beauty killer, he fell into a coma inexplicably, and after waking up, he appeared in the desert and met the Dunhuang lord!

This is the same as the strong man said, An Gong was tied up by the killer, and there was no trace, and it seemed that he could be called!

It's just that what makes Yang Shuang jealous is the true identity of An Gong.

Yang Jian's half-brother was raised by his sister-in-law and Dugu Jialuo since he was a child, until he reached the age of fourteen and joined the army.

By the time of the Northern Zhou Dynasty of the Sui Dynasty, he had become the commander-in-chief of the Northern Group Army of the Great Sui!

Dominate Youzhou, Jizhou, Shuozhou, Xiazhou, Bingzhou, Liangzhou and other places in the north, and control many dangerous passes in the world to guard against the northern Turks.

Yang lin!

This is the introduction of the young version of the backer king Yang Lin in the romance.

When the Turks are resolved and Chen is destroyed in the south, he may be crowned the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses in the Romance.

Pity.

He's dead.

Yang Shuang's face changed.

To be honest, he was a little flustered.

If the soul is really Yang Lin, then this world must belong to the level of romance.

Because in history, there is no such person as Yang Lin, but a legend, or an apocryphal!

Think of Li Yuanba, who is said to be the reincarnation of the golden-winged Dapeng bird. The face is like a sick ghost, the bones are as thin as firewood, and the two arms have the strength of four elephants, and no one is invincible. and a pair of hammers, four hundred pounds each, weighing eight hundred pounds in total. The mount is "Wanli Cloud", which travels 10,000 times a day and 8,000 at night.

Take out everyone in Yumen Pass and compare them, whether it is Ding Yanping, or the bearded guest, or the donkey Ritian, it seems that they are all scum!

Get out of here!

It is necessary to get out of here as soon as possible.

Return to Yumen Pass, continue to build the imperial base, make it an impenetrable fortress, and spend the rest of your life comfortably in it, regardless of it.

Maybe fifty years later, a few old soldiers will still be able to meet a certain monk who is going out of the Jade Gate in the west and preparing to go to the west to learn scriptures.

"Bang Bang ·······"

Distracted, Dong Da Hammer moved a large number of bundled armor to the door, and not long after, the sad young man trotted over with several donkey carts.

Behind, a war horse followed, and it was Yang Shuang's mount.

The young man's name is Lu Xiaobu.

After calling himself Lu Bu, he has a good halberd in the dance, and it is estimated that in a few hundred years, he will be able to enter the realm where water cannot be splashed.

This kid is just fifteen this year, and his strength is average, and Yang Shuang can throw him to play in the martial arts arena early in the morning.

"Meet Lord Guan Cheng!"

As a man, if he is strong, has a cheerful personality, behaves enthusiastically, and is not stingy in teaching others martial arts skills, it is estimated that nine times out of ten he can bring good impressions.

Yang Shuang, that's it.

The martial arts arena fiddled with a stone lock and played two sets of military body boxing, and the young man was completely convinced.

"It's not easy to bring a lot of valuables when you return this time, just eat and drink well! After checking the situation of Yangguan and Yumen, then arrange for the soldiers to return with you and discuss the relocation with the old patriarch! ”

"Yes, Guan Cheng!"

The official level crushed people to death.

Dong Dazhui has a very high prestige in Lujiatun, and after acknowledging Yang Shuang's identity, Guan Cheng has surpassed the county master who has almost never seen in his life in the old patriarch's mind.

Move the family!

This is Yang Shuang's decision.

Although this place is comparable to a paradise, the surrounding area is desolate, and it is more difficult to get water to the south, go out to the south, and marry a wife, which is not a treasure of feng shui at all.

If it is a few decades later, it is very likely to become a desperate village.

It's not about superstition, it's about inbreeding!

There are fewer than 100 people left in a large family of thousands of people, and I shudder to think about it.