The night in the Anatolian plateau is not peaceful, in addition to coyotes, there are fierce animals such as wild bears on the plateau, of course, there are many herbivores such as wild deer, so although there are no strange visitors to disturb this night, Lao Luo still listened to the wolf howl all night, presumably other people are also difficult to sleep, compared to the wilderness, even if it is still under construction, Smyrna is a calming environment, people are always social animals, not suitable to leave their own group.

I don't know when Lao Luo fell asleep, and in a trance it seemed to be back among his comrades in the later life, I don't know where he was on the battlefield, the whistling of bullets around, the shouts of his comrades, and the dying screams of the occasional enemy, he staggered and didn't know where to go, and suddenly shouted behind him: "RPG!" The moment I looked up in dismay, the flames shone brightly......

Lao Luo sat up from the sheepskin sleeping bag suddenly, and found that he was still in the tent, but his head was full of sweat, looking out through the gap in the tent, it was already dawning, it turned out that he had a dream of returning to the afterlife, but the dream was so real, maybe it was heralding something, Lao Luo, who had never been superstitious about ghosts and gods, suddenly woke up, since he arrived in this era, it seems that he rarely dreams of the past, and this kind of former scene seems to be reminding himself of his past life experience.

Shaking his head, Lao Luo got out of the tent, Hua Biao also followed closely behind him, this little guy always followed Lao Luo every time he went to a strange place, never leaving half a step, even if it was now very familiar with Li Ji.

The Anatolian plateau wilderness in the morning is even more peaceful than the middle of the night, except for the distant chirping of unknown birds and the occasional sound of the breeze blowing. February is the time of early spring, the temperature in this land is not very low, there is even a thin mist, the distant mountains are faintly hidden behind the tulle, the morning sun has not risen, but the face that only shows a corner of the mountain is red.

Lao Luo greeted the soldiers on duty at night, found a gentle slope where no one interfered, and began to practice Jingyuan secret technique over and over again, this kind of secret boxing similar to Taijiquan, the appearance is peaceful and soothing, and every time he practices, he always makes himself calm, although from the beginning of the practice to now, there is no major change.

But from the way of contacting this way, like the secret art of Taijiquan, every time I practice Lao Luo, I always feel that I have a sense of control and care, not the kind of magma that is bred in the chest of the practice of Bajiquan Xingyiquan in later generations, but the taste of all the wind and clouds and the taste of the world, which is a feeling that everything is not in my hands, but the movement of all things is pulled by the silk thread in my hand.

Or is this set of Jingyuan secret techniques the foundation of Taoist cultivation? Lao Luo has thought about this many times, but he can't verify it, but the benefits of insisting on this practice are also obvious, that is, the sequelae of the battlefield that he once had have never recurred. The sequelae of the battlefield are a psychological emergency that is difficult to cure even in later generations, and it is also the reason why Lao Luo did not accept the domestic resettlement job when he returned home from the peacekeeping force.

At that time, he thought that maybe he should die on the battlefield abroad, instead of becoming a prisoner at home because he couldn't adapt to a peaceful life. So he chose to become a freelance mercenary, and also formed a small mercenary squad. The old father of Chinese medicine has a good medical skill, but he can't solve his mental illness, and his old mother, who is a teacher, is worried about him, but he can't return to her side, for fear that he will lose his mind and hurt his family for a while.

Although the world of cold weapons is cruel, it does not have the sense of urgency that fills the battlefield in later generations, nor does it have the sense of spiritual oppression that stray bullets fly. Perhaps this peaceful Jingyuan secret technique also has a subtle effect, he has traveled through many peaceful or chaotic cities, but he has never noticed any signs of the recurrence of his battlefield sequelae.

What is the nightmare of this night? Yesterday's killings? Lao Luo felt that this was not the case, and the sea killing off the coast of Mogadishu did not leave a trace in his heart, and that scene was even bloodier than yesterday's cavalry battle, not to mention that Lao Luo was only shooting arrows in the distance yesterday, but his body was not stained with any blood.

Although I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but now there are some things that Lao Luo doesn't believe, there are always some things outside of his own knowledge, and later generations have heard of dream interpretation masters, but there is no way to find them in this era. Lao Luo believed in his battlefield instincts, and this dream made him a little confused.

RPG firelight heralds destruction? The battlefield of dreams means war? While practicing boxing, Lao Luo guessed in his heart that it was probably the peace along the way that his blood was suppressed, and he felt constrained by thinking about the affairs of the craftsman camp for many days, this is not his own style, and he is not compromised in this era, so this nightmare is to warn himself that the chaos in the East in the future is not a peaceful way to solve.

If you are a warrior, or a warrior with all the means of the future, not some scholar or politician, then you can break it with your strength, no matter what you have to do, I will break it by myself, what kind of greedy officials and nobles, what barbaric tribes, let me see your nature, and see who is stronger in this chaotic world.

The heart suddenly brightened, the rising sun in the east jumped out of the horizon at this moment, the fist in Lao Luo's hand seemed to have a soul in an instant, the air rippled slightly through the fingers, the place where he stepped under his feet, the dust was scattered, everything around him was under Lao Luo's control, the slightest movement was under the observation, the dew on the grass blades more than ten meters away was quietly slipping, he could feel it, this was ...... Mental power?

It's not what you see, but you can feel it, it's not what you smell, you can also feel it, this is the harvest of realizing your heart, and there was a burst of joy in your heart, Lao Luo understood that the Jingyuan secret technique he practiced had finally found the right direction.

This is the real practice, not simply to strengthen the body, to understand the heart is the first step of Taoist cultivation, to understand the outside world or to observe all things is the ultimate goal of Taoism. You can't see everything with your eyes alone, nor can you rely on your senses of smell, taste, hearing or even touch, and the human brain can also be misled by the senses.

What about after observing all things? Or is it the control of everything? Lao Luo couldn't help but guess that when practicing Jingyuan Secret Technique, the faint feeling of control in his heart may be the direction of the future, so the axe tattoo on his chest can also become a force that he can control, so in the future, can he still jump time and space back to his own era?

Freed from the mentality of a scholar, Lao Luo regained the will of a warrior, and after understanding his true heart, he was no longer a simple physical warrior, but transformed into a Taoist cultivator who had just glimpsed the way. Although it is only a glimpse of the way, but if you find the right direction, the road ahead may still be long, but what are you afraid of?

"Oh~" The proud Lao Luo stopped practicing boxing, facing the rising sun, and couldn't help but let out a long howl, and the surrounding mountains echoed each other in the distance. Then, then the neighing of the camping horses and camels responded, and Lao Luo couldn't help but smile knowingly, he was not alone, and there were so many companions and followers and subordinates.

It is their responsibility to take them to the East and to glory.

Back at the camp, everyone had already come out of the tent, and Lao Luo could see their busy figures from a distance. The busy soldiers felt that their masters were a little different, and they couldn't say it, but those who had been in the army felt it more deeply, if the original Lao Luo was like a philanthropic scholar, then this Lao Luo was like the general they once respected.

The soldiers didn't take the initiative to say anything, but they just said to Lao Luo from afar. Li Ji, who got up early in the morning, didn't have any scruples, anyway, everyone who knew knew that she had a crush on that tall guy. After finishing the grooming, Li Ji directly found Lao Luo: "Third brother, what are you happy about early in the morning, the ghost howls and screams, and wakes us up!" ”

The fire girl with a red face in front of him, Lao Luo knew that this was a good woman who fell in love with herself, this is not the era when the heart of the future is beating, and his future road will be very long, but this girl's heart is worth cherishing himself, Lao Luo let go of his heart, smiled slightly, stretched out his arms, hugged the other party's slender waist, held this hot girl in his arms, and turned in circles on the spot.

"Let go of me, you big dick!" Although Li Ji is fond of Lao Luo, a big man, she still feels that she still needs to respect the opinions of the grandfather in the family, the children of the Han family must have rules different from those of the Hu people, although the Li family is not a pure bloodline Han people, there should still be some reserve, not to mention that there are so many people around, "Third brother, you big bear, let go of me!" ”

Lao Luo hugged the fire girl for five or six turns before stopping, but he wrapped his arms around the other party's waist to prevent her from leaving, stared down at Li Ji's eyes, and said with a smile: "Siniang, I want to open something." You said that when you arrived in Baku, I will find someone to come to your grandfather to propose marriage, okay? ”

"It's not good, you big guy is forcing people." Li Ji's red face was about to drip blood, and she whispered angrily, and stepped on Lao Luo's boots hard, but unfortunately she was wearing the same soft-soled boots on her feet, not the high heels of later generations, which acted on Lao Luo's feet, and there was no threat at all.

Lao Luo knew that this was just the shame of the little woman in front of him, and he didn't speak loudly when he didn't see her. He deliberately tightened his arm, and the other party's body involuntarily stuck to his body, "It's really bad?" ”

"You're dead, so many people are watching." Li Ji's voice didn't dare to be amplified, so she had to push Lao Luo's chest weakly with her arm.

Lao Luo didn't care about himself, the little woman's face still had to be taken into account, let go of the waist she was holding, but grabbed one of the other party's hands and put it on her chest, "That's it?" ”

Li Ji felt Lao Luo's warmth, wanted to speak but was embarrassed to speak, just nodded her chin slightly, and then took advantage of Lao Luo's loose hand, suddenly pulled out her hand, turned around and ran back to her tent.

Li Zhan's relationship with his niece and Lao Luo has long been in his eyes and in his heart. In his opinion, there is no young man in the craftsman camp who can be worthy of his niece, this time out of an excellent talent like Lao Luo, and the two young people get along, this is a suitable marriage, although it is not said thoroughly, but this way to Baku, it is also a matter of course. It's just that I didn't expect to see such a scene this morning, avoiding the reason why it is not an elder, my niece ran away, and Li Zhan happened to walk in front of Lao Luo: "San Lang, you and Siniang are this?" ”

"Uncle Zhan, I am proposing to Siniang, and after discussing it, when I get to Baku, I will directly come to the door to propose marriage, and I hope that Uncle Zhan will allow and help." Although he was a little embarrassed to be seen by his elders, Lao Luo was not a person who was afraid of things, and daring to speak out was the authenticity of him, a northern man who had been in the army for a long time.

"Good! I agree! "This matter is in Li Zhan's arms, and the marriage of his children who has long been optimistic about it is a great joy to talk about it today.

Turning around, needless to say, Li Zhan and Zhang Lu's conversation, even the guy Al Hesian came to congratulate Lao Luo, "Bartol, she is a good girl, and she is enough for your guy, but the difference in height is a little bigger." ”

Lao Luo rolled his eyes, the two of them came all the way from Cairo, this joke between each other has not stopped, Al Hessin's words contain a trap, if he answers, this guy will definitely say that he should find a tall and fierce girl who is about the same height as Lao Luo. "Come on, I might as well talk about yourself, you're about to be forty years old, and you still don't want to find a wife?"

"I, look, I've given up my whole life to academics, what kind of wife do you want me to find?" Al Hesine is very open-minded in this regard, and never cares about these emotional family trivialities.

"Well, then let's see the opportunity, we have an excellent girl in the East, and we will help you find one then." Lao Luo responded casually, on the virtuous lady, the woman in ancient China should be the best.

After eating early, Lao Luo checked the marks on the trophies of the military horses, and found that what Helton had smeared the day before yesterday was very effective, and it would not fall off even if he rubbed it with his hands, and the color became much lighter, but the horses that were originally solid colors had become more mottled on their bodies, so follow the previous idea - go straight to Ankara.

As for the greedy bureaucrats or aristocrats, what is there to fear? Lao Luo remembered his worries the day before, and suddenly laughed at his unfounded worries, when did he become so full of virgin feelings? Some storms will be the touchstone for testing your subordinates, and you will never be able to protect these people for the rest of your life. The big waves are the truth, and these subordinates who look good in front of them may fall into the mud and sand in times of crisis, so it is right to take advantage of the small team to grasp it and do more risky things.