Zhang Liao naturally understood that Song Xian wanted to use the knife to strengthen his courage, so he handed him the knife, and when he took it, he almost didn't get pressed down by the knife, Zhang Liao's knife weighed thirty or forty pounds, and not anyone could pick it up.

Wei Xu saw Hou Cheng carrying the knife out of the camp, thinking that if this trick was useful, he would do the same for a while.

After Song Xian left the camp, he felt that it was not safe enough, so he immediately transferred fifty more people to protect him in the front and back, left and right, inside and outside, and he prepared a small relief in the middle.

Pan Long thought to himself, it's useless for you to find 5,000 people to protect you, and Song Xian hasn't unbuttoned his belt yet, "Bang!" The two slaps were already in the face, and he only felt that his eyes flashed, and the speed was so fast, that he was definitely not human, so before he could untie his hand, he shouted: "There are ghosts—" and ran into the tent like a rabbit.

Fifty people just didn't see anything.

Song Xian's situation is similar to Hou Cheng, the only difference is that his face is not so swollen, and he doesn't pee his pants, his soaked urine is estimated to be choking enough, because he may have to hold it until dawn.

Zhang Liao saw that Song Xian's face was also two red and clear palm prints, and he thought it was really a hell, so he called fifty guards to ask him, and they all shook their heads and said they didn't see it.

Wei Xu looked at it, it's over, it's useless to lift the knife, and today's hand can't be solved.

Zhang Liao immediately said: "Someone is definitely playing ghosts, pass on my order, the whole camp is on guard, and light torches!" ”

Zhang Liaojun ordered, and the torches of the whole camp were gradually lit up, stretching for more than ten miles, and the lights were bright, which was definitely a beautiful landscape.

Wei Xu held his urine for a while, felt that it was really hot, and asked Zhang Liao: "How should this be?" I can't hold it back. ”

Zhang Liao glanced at Wei Xu, knowing that people have three urgency, this kind of thing can't be delayed, and a living person can still suffocate urine to death? So he said: "Fortunately, there are men in the barracks。。。。。。 When he said this, he shouted outside the tent, "Someone, bring the night pot!" ”

Wei Xu felt that it was really indecent to pee in front of everyone, and there was a fire in his chest, and he stiffened his neck, and said: "General Zhang, no need, his grandfather's, stretching out his head and shrinking his head is also a knife, isn't it just two palms?" Grandpa is still afraid of that ghost! ”

After speaking, Wei Xuqi walked out of the camp tent in a hurry.

Pan Long followed.

Zhang Liao also followed, he wanted to see for himself what was going on with the ghost face.

More than 50 people followed behind Wei Xu, Pan Long only felt funny, so many people watched Xiao Xie, it was the first time to see him, but he felt that Wei Xu's words and deeds were not bad for a good man, a manly man, dare to do it, stand up to the sky, so he felt that he could slap it less.

Wei Xu was just about to untie his belt, only to hear a "pop-" sound, and a crisp slap sounded.

Zhang Liao obviously didn't even blink his eyes, he didn't see anything, he only felt that his eyes flashed, and he really couldn't see anything clearly.

After Wei Xu was slapped, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha, happy!" Rejoice! Isn't it just death? Grandpa is not afraid! ”

Then I heard "Bang la la。。。。。。 Wei Xu was relieved.

Seeing that it was done, Pan Long slipped out of the camp.

One leap back to the fork in the road, the second leap back to the city, and the third leap back to the roof where he was walking.

At this time, the moon was already very round, more round than when he went to the barracks, it was like the moon of fifteen, and he suddenly remembered, as if today was the fifteenth of August, and it was said that the moon of fifteenth was sixteen round, and he felt that the moon of fifteenth was still quite round.

Pan Long suddenly remembered Wang Wei's poem:

"Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festive season. The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood. ”

"I miss my relatives every festive season, I miss my relatives every festive season, and I 。。。。。。miss my relatives every festive season." Pan Long stood up straight, stared blankly at the moon, and kept repeating this sentence, although there was no habit of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Han Dynasty, he seemed to want to eat moon cakes, and he wanted to sit with his two beautiful wives to eat moon cakes.

So he looked in the direction of Xuchang again, and he felt that he should be able to reach Xuchang with a strong jump, so he did so.

Jumping up, it's like getting on an airplane, only to feel a little light flashing under your feet.

Landing on a roof, I saw two people standing by the bridge.

"Jump。。。。。。 Jump in, if you don't dare to jump, hehe, you're a grandson! ”

There were two drunken men standing by the bridge, one fat and one thin, each holding a wine jug in his hand, and the drunk people no longer treated wine as wine, they drank it as water, and they had put life and death out of the way.

The person who spoke a little taller just now spoke a little lower: "You jump first, you jump me。。。。。 I'll jump again! ”

Pan Long took a look, good guy, in the middle of the night, these two were drunk and jumping into the river to play, the drunk jumped into the river, can he still be saved?

In order to reduce the number of senseless deaths, Pan Long, who was on the roof, planned to jump off to be a good person, but in fact, he was a good person, and he wanted to persuade these two people to go home.

I felt that this place was not like Xuchang, so as soon as I jumped down, I asked the people who were taller: "Brother Tai, hello, where is this?" ”

"Loujiaqiao 。。。。。。" After answering Pan Long's words, he went on to say to another person: "I say the 。。。。。。 Fa Zheng, do you dare to jump, no。。。。。。 If you dare to jump, call me father. That's it。。。。。。。 Drink...... ”

As he spoke, he poured wine into his mouth.

Fa Zheng? Pan Long's head was hot, he sounded familiar, and thought, if Lao Tzu is not mistaken, then Fa Zheng is from Hanzhong, hehe, it's impossible, Lao Tzu jumped and jumped to Xichuan?

Jumped past Xuchang and went straight to Xichuan, Xuchang is still hundreds of miles west of Xichuan, Pan Long feels that his leap is at least thousands of miles away, of course, it is far from the 108,000 miles of Monkey King.

The other shorter man said, "Lou。。。。。。 Lou Fa, you jump first, if you jump grandpa, I'll jump! ”

Lou Fa? Pan Long thought about it, this person is really not familiar, but this is Lou Jiaqiao, then Lou Fa must be from this village, no matter what, he should jump east again, there is no navigation system is really a trouble, because you only know the general direction, you can't reach the destination accurately at all, so a jump can't be too far.

But before jumping away, Pan Long had to persuade the two drunks to go home first, after all, saving one life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, not to mention that this time he plans to save two lives, that is, a fourteenth-level floating slaughter.

Pan Long patted the two of them on the shoulder and said, "I said two brothers, it's getting late, let's go home and rest quickly, the wives and children at home are in a hurry." ”

Fa Zheng pointed to the bright moon in the sky, and said with drunken eyes: "I said this big brother, so。。。。。。 It's such a good night, you actually want us to go home, you are so boring, drink! ”

Fa Zheng said, took another sip of wine, spilled it all over his neck, and didn't know whether it was a real drink or a fake drink, but Pan Long heard Fa Zheng call him eldest brother, and he felt that he was dozens of years old all of a sudden.

(End of chapter)