A month later.

Outside Linjia Town, mass graves.

The cold mass graves, messily distributed with small shrubs that are no taller than the waist, only in the middle of the place, there is a huge locust tree, about three people hugging.

"Quack"

Three or two crows crouched on the branches, occasionally chirping one or two times. gives the already cold mass grave with a hint of weirdness.

From a distance, one after another graves piled up with dirt and rocks are intertwined, only the gap between the graves and bags, there are vaguely winding paths.

At this moment, in front of a grave, there is a young man squatting, with an ordinary round face, two shallow eyebrows, and long black hair, tied behind him, probably because of long-term malnutrition, the young man's body looks very thin, and his hair is not shiny, like withered grass, but he is very neatly groomed.

This person is the thirteenth who has recovered, no, it should be called Lin Feng.

After falling into a coma that day, Thirteen woke up again in the afternoon of the next day, and through side knocking, Thirteen learned from the mouth of the slave who took care of him that the place he was currently in was called Linjia Town, which was a post town belonging to Wuguo, Nanyan County, and Wu County, providing supplies and consignment for people from all walks of life in and out of the Kunwu Mountains.

Looking at the immature and unfamiliar face in the bronze mirror, Thirteen really confirmed one thing. It turned out that he was not rescued, but dead, but for some reason, he was reborn in this young man named Lin Feng, more precisely, himself, crossed and reborn······

Lin Feng, who was squatting in front of the grave at this moment, was muttering to himself: "Mother, let's call it Mother, since I occupy this body, I will also do my filial piety, and I will come to see you when I have time and sweep the tomb for you." When your son is developed in the future, he will naturally move to a good place for you. I haven't come to see you for more than ten years, don't blame me, who called the previous little brother a stupid person, and he couldn't help himself. In my previous life, I was twenty-five and my younger brother was fifteen, since I occupied the body of my younger brother, I was also his eldest brother, and I would do my filial piety for him. ”

Lin Feng stood up slowly, a boy who should have been fifteen years old, but he looked like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

picked up the shovel that had been prepared from the side, dug a deep pit next to Lin Mu's grave, and put a set of blood-stained clothes into it. It was the one Lin Feng wore when he was hit that day.

He filled in the pit and gathered stones and dead branches from the side, and piled up a grave bag.

The two tombstones that had already been carved were inserted in front of the two grave bags, and Lin Feng picked two more bouquets of wild flowers and placed them in front of the graves.

Facing the newly piled grave bag, Lin Feng whispered: "Little brother, thank you for your kindness in reconstruction, you have been in a mess for more than ten years, and accompanying your mother over there can be regarded as your filial piety." I can only erect a well-dressed mound for you today, please don't blame me, I will live for you well and let your name shine in the entire martial country. ”

After speaking, Lin Feng took two steps back, faced the two graves, bowed deeply three times, and turned to leave.

At this moment, the two tombstones seem to be connected in a line, like a mother and son reunited after a long absence. The two tombstones are written in simplified Chinese characters:

Mother-Tomb of the Lin Family.

Brother - Lin Feng's tomb.

A few days later.

City guard battalion, recruit school ground.

"Remember, only a strong physique can support your martial arts, if you can't even complete the first step of forging your body, then you will completely part ways with martial arts. A middle-aged sergeant in cyan armor was loudly teaching the fifteen teenagers in front of him.

Of these fifteen teenagers, the youngest was just ten years old, and the eldest was almost the age of a weak crown. At this time, all of them were tied to their horses, and each hand carried an iron barrel, and the bucket was full of mud and sand.

It was noon, the sun was the hottest, and the teenagers on the field were already sweating like rain, hungry and thirsty.

"Whew... Whew··· ,Hey,I said Fengzi,How the hell did you do it,Huh··· Whew..." A slightly dark-skinned teenager asked Lin Feng on the side in a whisper while panting. And Lin Feng just squinted at him, and continued to walk without squinting.

This boy called Fengzi is none other than Lin Feng.

After recuperating in the infirmary for two days and stabilizing his injuries, Lin Feng was taken to the city guard camp by the two sergeants who rescued him that day. And successfully became a recruit in the city guard battalion and underwent three years of training.

Although Linjia Town is only at the town level, its configuration is at the county level. In order to prevent small nights and turmoil, as well as the mountain beast tide that breaks out from time to time. The Wu Kingdom specially built iron and stone walls for each post town, built moats, and equipped with special city guard battalions and elite garrisons.

The garrison is often sent by the county town to send troops to come, and it is rotated once every ten years, and some elites will also be selected from the city guard battalion and sent to the county town for training, while the city guard camp is directly recruited by the local area and trained from a young age.

Lin Feng was in the third squadron of the City Guard Battalion at the moment, and the subordinate recruit squad was in the squadron.

As soon as noon passed, the middle-aged sergeant shouted, "Stop, line up and return to your position." ”

"Knock knock", the sound of iron buckets falling to the ground came, and a group of teenagers dragged their tired bodies and lined up in a phalanx. It could be seen from Dadu's grinning expression that his hands and feet must be extremely sore, and a moan came from the phalanx.

"Quiet!"

The middle-aged sergeant roared, and the waists of all the teenagers straightened suddenly, even if it hurt so much, they forcibly held back and didn't dare to squeak.

You must know that this middle-aged sergeant is a well-known fierce beast instructor in the third squadron, and the predecessors in the early stage have many lessons and lessons that have been handed down. If you don't follow the rules he specified, then, congratulations, you're going to experience what a ferocious beast training is.

"That's all for today's workout. Half an hour of meal time, then start martial arts training. Now, disband!" After speaking, the middle-aged sergeant turned around and walked towards the squadron camp.

With the departure of the middle-aged sergeant, most of the teenagers lay directly on the ground, as if they had lost the strength to move a finger.

At this time, the slightly darker young man, dragging his body, came to Lin Feng's face, and said with a resentful expression: "I said Fengzi, even if we haven't known each other for a long time, but how can we say that we also sleep in the same bed, can't you pass on a little experience to me?"

"Why is God in the same bed with you", Lin Feng complained in his heart.

"Do you think you didn't die fast enough? Dare to ask me under the nose of the fierce beast, I still want to live a little longer. Lin Feng looked at the young man in front of him with disgust.

"Yes, yes, it's me who is wrong, then go back and teach me a little, and after a period of vacation, I invite you to go to my drunken flower building for a walk." Tsk, that's the only Fengyue place in town. Speaking of this, Lin Xiaotian looked at Lin Feng with an expression that you understand.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian's expression, Lin Feng couldn't help but want to beat him. This kid is so cheap, I really don't understand, he doesn't enjoy it at home, so he has to come to this new barracks to suffer.

This Lin Xiaotian is a new barracks that came to Lin Feng on the same day. It is a young master of the drunken flower building in the town, and a rare rich man. Based on the experience of his previous life, no matter what kind of person he is, he has to get acquainted and lay a foundation, so Lin Feng took the initiative to help the other party make the bed and get acquainted.

Who knew that the other party was actually a chatterbox. Seeing that Lin Feng took the initiative to know himself so actively, he thought that he was full of charm, so he immediately opened the conversation box and chatted out of control. At first, because of the situation, Lin Feng would echo a few words, but later he understood that the other party was verbose, so he simply didn't speak.

Who would have thought that Lin Xiaotian would change the bunk next to him, and the military camp was originally a Dalian bunk, so it felt like the two of them were really sleeping in the same bed.

Although the barracks are like this, when these words came out of Lin Xiaotian's mouth, they had a different taste.

"Gotta get it, don't be verbose, I'll tell you when I get back to camp in the evening. Lin Feng hurriedly said.

"Go back to the camp at night, tell me alone?" Lin Xiaotian showed a clear look, Lin Feng knew that the gate was about to be opened as soon as he saw this look, and hurriedly ran towards the camp where the gang was located.

"Hey, I said, what are you running, don't you hurt?" Lin Xiaotian hurriedly caught up, but as soon as he raised his foot, he was immediately stopped by the soreness in his legs, so he could only sigh and shout at Lin Feng: "Leave me a chicken leg." Then he limped to the camp.