I dreamed again, dreaming that many familiar or impressive faces had died, and in the chaos, these noble or poor, ordinary or extraordinary lives, were as fragile as moths flying on the edge of fire.

Xu Zhen, the little fat man with a round face and a lot of money but a good popularity, who claims to inherit the family business and achieve a generation of wealthy businessmen in the world, is a contemporary Tao Zhugong, who sprained his foot because of his poor body, and was drowning in the torches of the chasing soldiers crying;

Su Minghui, who always shyly and gently misses his hometown and returned to his hometown to get married, fell in front of the board of the boat one step away because of a stray arrow, although he tried his best to hold his outstretched arm, but he still slid into the dark river

Weber, who was full of ambition to realize the king's ambition and open the world of Qianyuan Taixing Zhongxing, was smashed by a burning Menshan, and was buried in the flames along with his ideal ambitions.

Born with a little white head but a good skin that is suave and suave, generations of generations to learn dragon slaying as their own responsibility, to assist the Ming Lord to redefine the world as the wish of Xu Shengzhi, because of a moment of hesitation and miss, the broken wooden pole fragments hit the flesh and blood blurred, fell into the water.

The natural old look, when it comes to the daughter who depends on each other, has a gentle face, and the clan that claims to have been in decline for a long time, the eldest grandson Wu of the light lintel, greeted the pursuers without hesitation, dragging the severed hands and feet covered in blood, and roared to attract more enemies.

In addition, he vowed to complete the three theories of life in his lifetime, and to achieve a generation of scholars like Wang Kamo, the youngest lecturer of Beijing University - Guan Pingchao. In the end, he could only lie on the board of the boat, because of the inflammation of the wound and the high fever of infection, with endless regrets and dreams, in the dream of high fever, he swallowed his last breath with a stiff and weird smile.

Lin Tingtao, who has been the leader of the two school fighting leagues for many years, and founded his own wind forest club, because he volunteered to be very good at water, he dived into the canal next to the water gate to open the horizontal chain, but he was entangled in the debris thrown indiscriminately and never floated again.

As one of the survivors of the two schools and three auxiliaries, the Shilin seeds that were sent out after finally desperately helping me met me were both their luck and their misfortune, because I would do my best to help them and use them to increase my success rate of escaping from Luoyang City.

When I was hiding in the half-abandoned Royal Library looking for something, and when I ran into this group of people, I was still suspicious and frightened by them.

No matter what kind of background and origin they are, under the desire to win after escaping from Luodu, they gathered together to seek the hope of this line of Weibo, but in the end, how many people rushed out of Luoshui with me, a third? , or fewer people......

A sense of sorrow and heaviness seized me in an instant, and they gave me their hopes and wishes, and at first all I wanted was to find the legendary treasure and turn them south to serve me

It was a rare warm afternoon, a short drowsiness, interrupted by someone, and I looked at the visitor and muttered.

"Mule, you're blocking my sun......"

"That's really a sin......

The other party smiled and said nonchalantly

"Then how can I compensate you......

This young man, wrapped in gauze and half mummified, was called Rokedi, and one of my few visitors, the head of the left army, and led a handful of sentry horses.

Because he likes to fight and rush, he also got the nickname "Big Mule" or "Big Luoluo", of course, only a few people he recognizes can call him that. Otherwise, you can be like the head of the seventh capital of the old camp, and the special taste of leading the teeth that have been knocked out and can only speak in the wind is exposed.

"Compensation will be saved, it would be nice to come to me a few times less......"

I waved my hand,

"I'm just a bookkeeper, I don't deserve to be treated like this......"

Although he is only a small head, but can not withstand the backer hard enough, his brother is the head of the Liangshan Left Army of the three generals of the Luo Hussar, it is said that the old three town border army of Pinglu Road, is a famous local general, in charge of the military position of the left guard, but after appreciating his predecessor after the sudden death, several heirs were framed in the power struggle, angrily killed the opponent's family, and had no choice but to go up the mountain and fall into the grass.

Therefore, the Luo brothers and a group of subordinates under their command are also among the few legitimate generals in Liangshan.

Of course, Luo Hussar himself, although he joined the gang and became one of the generals of the Five Armies, but for being in this group, there is always a little inexplicable sense of alienation and detachment.

However, as a younger brother, he is much more enthusiastic about the things of this group, and he is also the younger generation that I have come into contact with more, and he will complain more about the current situation and his expectations for the future, and he rarely has that kind of arrogance.

"You can't say that, you and I have a fateful friendship......"

"That's just your good health and good luck......"

Roque's enemy envoy has a good hand and flies the spear, usually carrying three to five, which is much shorter than the ordinary horse lance, but it can stab and throw, and can also dual-wield the block, and even the horse under his command is a horse, which is also a way of light riding like the wind and flying on a horse, compared with the traditional cavalry combat skills, it is a helpless move subject to a certain environment and limited conditions.

But

The so-called gunman lucky E since ancient times, the so-called coded and uncensored are the same, he was beaten down several times in this siege of Wuzhou, and finally he couldn't get out of the barefoot battle, and his cruising was left with dozens of people who were more than half disabled.

Because of the heavy casualties and the confusion in the deployment, he was thrown into a large number of wounded, and there was no place to dispose of the blood loss and half dead, and he was easily found by his subordinates, crying and shouting and threatening the only healer with a knife.

And then for some reason, I was inexplicably brought to me by Woe Shuidong, simply because from the captives, I had heard that I had a similar means of treatment.

Under the threat of the knife holder on my neck, I could only use the dead horse as a live horse, pick out five arrows and a number of fragments from his broken sieve-like body, and after sewing them with needles and threads and applying special ointment, I actually survived the dangerous period of infection by relying on my body, and finally survived, so I had a friendship with incense.

Because of this, the boss of his family also said that he wanted to cover me afterwards, and the words of the general of the five armies, even if the loss is not small, it still works in the middle and lower classes, so that I can justifiably hide here in the miscellaneous warehouse, and I have some things on my own island, and there is a lot less trouble.

"The allusions and polls you told me about King Chuang are really wonderful"

I pursed my lips and glanced at the sample sticker in his hand, on which the slogan copied from me was written on black and white paper:

"Chaoshengtang, twilight on the bed, the wealthy robbed your mother,"

"Eat his mother, wear his mother, it's hard for poor people to survive recently."

"Hurry up and open the city, welcome Liangshan, Liangshan will not pay for food when it comes."

"Open the door early to worship Liangshan, discipline everyone to be happy"

Nonsense, this is one of the successful propaganda methods of Li Zicheng, a famous laid-off postal courier in history, who overturned the Ming Dynasty, and it is said that it was compiled by Li Yan, a legendary figure who was cooked by a rabbit and a dead dog.

"The eldest brother specially instructed me to come and ask for more advice......"

"Your boss, it's really a heart......"

"Then I need to say ......"

He handed over a paper packet, an old map covered in grease and a few small scraps of metal.

"Stuff got ......"

"I only have a copy of the Yali in Shouguang County here, a larger map book, which is only available in Dajie Town......"

"It is said that there are bigger and more detailed ones in the overseas domain, but I want to get ......"

He shook his head.

"I've seen it, and I'll come back as much as I can."

"And."

He tossed it over, and a sheathed blade.

"The eldest brother specially explained the ...... for you It's kind of a reward."

I held it in my hand, and felt quite weighty, and it was too long to say that it was a dagger, and it was too thin to say that it was a short sword, and it looked somewhat like the long bayonets of later generations, except that it was encased in a delicate holster and hanger.

On the exposed steel round handle, there is also a vague "privy ...... The words "Gongdu Producer" are obviously something with a background. Gently pulling it out, the sharp edge of the eye alone makes people feel sharp, but the other side only has a small half edge, and the rest is a jagged edge, which looks a little familiar.

"Thank you so much......"

"Don't you really want to come over and help my brother......

Luo Kedi persuaded again

"You can put a good seat in ......"

"Install your sister...... Do you want to roast a person like me, who has not been on the mountain for a long time, has no foundation and no qualifications, and is to be roasted on the fire that everyone is referring to?"

How could I agree lightly, being trapped by these two brothers means that there is no chance of getting out of this robber's den with no future or future.

"Not to mention what your boss's cronies and subordinates will think...... It's hard to say whether the people of the other tribes of Liangshan will take advantage of this to make a living......"

"You're really thoughtful......"

He was not angry, and said through the words.

"If I had a girl, maybe I'd recruit you, so it doesn't matter how you plug it in......"

"If you become my sister-in-law, you will come to help me with your name and qualifications, although there is no one in your hometown anymore, how can you ...... if you don't recognize a righteous sister?"

"Hey, that's what you said to my face...... Really big husband? ”

Seeing that he looked like he had rarely thought about it seriously, I couldn't help but turn my head with my eyelids twitching, and sure enough, people are invincible if they are shameless

Normally, as one of the very few people on the mountain who can communicate, he will bring a bottle of wine and ingredients to eat and drink, and then chat about something, talk about life ideals, increase his horizons or something.

After all, I'm nominally an amnesiac born with a bruised head, but I'm from a more remote continent in the Sea Domain, and I'm just a little out of step with the scenery of Middle-earth.

Of course, I suspect that he actually has a hidden idiosyncratic attribute, as long as he looks at the right eye, he can chatter a lot, never repeating nonsense, making people wonder if this child has lacked love and channels for expression since he was a child.

But I was more responsible for telling him books, because even if he went to the battlefield, he actually carried him with him, carrying a copy of the "Water Margin Heroes" on the side of the scroll, and when he lived a breath and could only hold up his corpse and recuperate from his injuries and could not move, he also asked me to read a paragraph to him.

This is also one of the reasons and topics that I am familiar with him, because he has a longing for the anti-government romanticism described in the novel, and the righteous plots outside the system such as acting for heaven.

It's a pity that these Liangshan tribesmen are not so much like the righteous people in the Water Margin, but more like the Wagangzhai-style rebel group, and they also have the contribution and indirect remote control of the overseas feudal clans behind them, which makes it far from ordinary desperate rebels.

nevertheless

He likes to discuss with me the characters and various gains and losses in the Water Margin, although it is a modified version, but he does not hide his tendency and love for the tragic Lin Chong, or the bold as Li Kui, and the righteous Ruolu Zhishen, of course, occasionally mixed in, obviously not like the questions he can ask, so I selectively ignored them.

But after all, he is only a rough writer, so he will occasionally come to me and tell his brothers the last paragraph, such as three bowls of not being able to work, sin beating Jiang Menshen, outwitting the birth gang, and even outwitting the swallow building, meeting Master Li privately, and scaring the emperor, etc., no matter what era the masses like to hear.

And then the scope of listening to books and talking about the ancients is sometimes not limited to his subordinates, a black pressure on the heads of three or five rough men, and the situation of listening carefully without concentrating on the atmosphere makes people feel a little sense of accomplishment, and a little weird and inexplicable.

In this way, I am more or less in the camp in front of the mountain, mixing familiar faces and convenient access.

After all, although Liangshan is a giant on the rampant side, his own spare time life and entertainment projects are monotonous and pitiful, and the little surplus around these reckless men is almost consumed on the belly of a few prostitute women.

So I "invented" a few sports activities for them that were simple to invest in and took up less space, and they became familiar with them as soon as they came and went, which became the best cover for me to expand the scope of my activities and plan escape routes.

In exchange, they will also help me get some rare things like pen and paper, books, utensils, etc., as well as some special knick-knacks that need to be made by a blacksmith.

With this spare time, I use Luo Kedi and other things that have been found for me to make a handmade real party out of ancient materials, anyway, except for individual parts that need to be drawn and customized, I am not short of sources in the usual miscellaneous library.

For example, try to make some portable and durable convenience foods, prepare some insect repellent and disinfection potions, multi-purpose backpacks and bags, cooking and drinking water bottles, and some rigging and fasteners that can be used repeatedly.

For example, the few small bits and pieces brought by Luo Kedi were combined by me on a few cut finger-width cowhides, and gradually traveled the rudiments of a marching harness, and then with a slight stroke of the dagger, the excess part of the tough old cowhide was cut off, and even the hardwood case underneath was drawn a deep mark, which was indeed unexpectedly easy to use.

Looking at the short-haired blade in my hand, I began to think about the meaning and signs of Roque's appearance this time.