The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, the wounded barracks was gradually filled with moans and noises, and the messy sound made Zhang Xin wake up with a frown, only to feel that the noise drilled into people's ears one by one, making people's heads bigger. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info Zhang Xin felt groggy in his head, as if he had a lump of paste in it, thinking that he might have slept too late last night, and he was used to sleeping until noon, so he was a little unaccustomed to getting up early. I had to reach out and rub my temples first, and I felt the pain of my cheeks jumping and jumping, and my head was still a little chaotic for a while. After sitting on the bed for a long time, I suddenly saw Zhang Xizi pouting on the straw bed next to him, and his little buttocks swayed rhythmically with his breathing. Zhang Xin thought about it and didn't wake him up, he slowly got up and got dressed, and stepped on a pair of worn cloth shoes from the side of the bed.

I don't know if Zhang Xin's injury was not serious, or if Zhang Yi specially arranged it, although Zhang Xin's bed was not far from the door, it was one of the quietest corners in the entire tent. Zhang Xin stepped on his rag shoes and opened the curtain in two steps.

The moment the tent curtain was opened, Zhang Xin couldn't open his eyes a little bitten by the dazzling sunlight, but after a moment of adaptation, what caught his eye was an iron-gray male city.

Liangzhou City is one of the most important border military states in the right road of the Tang Dynasty, the outer city is divided into four large camps in the southeast, northwest and northwest, the inner city is a small number of dwellings, and the wounded barracks are between the camp in the east city and the inner city.

Zhang Xin looked blankly at the noisy Dongda Camp in front of him, the sergeants in the earthy yellow uniforms were clustered together, countless streams of cooking smoke rose from the camp, and the city wall that was silent like iron in the distance was wrapped in the glow of the nascent rising sun, and the blood on the city wall dried up into purple-black blood, shining purple-gold under the reflection of the sun.

Zhang Xin was speechless by this strange beauty, and he suddenly had the urge to sing loudly, but it seemed that something was choked in his throat, making him speechless.

I don't know how long it took for Zhang Xin to come back to his senses from this shocking picture, Zhang Xin opened his mouth and smiled, but he pulled the wound again, and only squeezed out a weird smile. Then he stepped on his rag shoes and walked slowly to the well next to the camp for the wounded soldiers.

Fortunately, Zhang Xin did not go to the village to live in the past when he was collecting wind, and he was no stranger to using this kind of well. Zhang Xin took a bucket of water three times and divided it by two, first carefully removed the coarse cloth wrapped around his face, dipped it in cool well water and carefully wiped his face clean, and then washed his hands and feet.

By the time Zhang Xin cleaned up, the sky was already bright. The coarse cloth on Zhang's face was already soaked, so he simply took it in his hand and strolled towards the tent with his rag shoes.

As soon as I walked into the tent, I happened to have a photo with the middle-aged man yesterday. Na Langzhong stopped Zhang Xin, first carefully examined Zhang Xin's swollen place, and then stretched out his fingers like chicken claws and poked them, completely ignoring Zhang Xin's painful grinning, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Little brother, it's okay now, it's just that there is still a little bruising." I'll prescribe you some medicine to invigorate blood and remove blood stasis in a while, and you will be all right after taking it for a few days. ”

Zhang Xin grinned and didn't say much. Waiting for Lang Zhong to take a coarse cloth to wrap his face again, he pinched his nose and poured a bowl of bitter and astringent medicine, resisted the urge to vomit out immediately, and walked back to his bed with his stomach in his arms.

It took a lot of effort to suppress the vomit, and at this time he turned his head to look and found that Zhang Xizi was still lying on the bed with his ass asleep, Zhang Xin stared at it for a long time, and found that Zhang Xizi's ass shook and shook with his breath It was really interesting, and he couldn't help but play with his heart, stretched out his foot and kicked him lightly on his buttocks.

Zhang Xizi seemed to be completely unconscious, and let Zhang Xin kick his ass, smash it, and smash it, but he slept more soundly.

Zhang Xin saw that Zhang Xizi didn't move again, so he had to sit back on the bed and start to be stunned.

To be honest, once the novelty of crossing has passed, it is now starting to get boring again. If you think about it carefully, if you put aside the modern society, if you are sick and hospitalized, you will either have a computer or a mobile phone, and no matter how bad you are, you will have to lie stupidly in bed like now, and you will be bored to death.

It was really boring to lie down for a long time, Zhang Xin saw that Zhang Xizi was still asleep, so he simply sat up and continued to practice his eight poles.

While practicing kung fu, Zhang Xin sighed, no wonder the more modern martial arts decline, firearms are on the one hand, the key is that the entertainment life in ancient times is too poor......

It wasn't until the sky was bright that Zhang Xizi got up leisurely, stretched his waist lazily, and saw Zhang Xin sitting on the bed in a very strange posture, his muscles tense and trembling slightly.

Zhang Xizi rubbed his eyes and said curiously: "Brother Xin, why are you getting up early in the morning and squatting on the bed?" I can't get rid of the smell, I'll take you to the thatched house. ”

Zhang Xin's head was full of black lines when he heard it, and such a tall action of practicing martial arts was actually considered to be squatting, and he replied without opening his eyes: "First of all, it's not early in the morning, it's almost noon, and secondly, I'm not, this is obviously practicing a peerless magic skill!" ”

As soon as he heard the words "peerless magic", Zhang Xizi immediately ignored the fact that it was almost noon, and asked, "Hey, brother." What kind of peerless miracle is it? ”

Zhang Xin snorted and said: "This is the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations of Yin and Yang and the Qiankun Wuji Gong!" ”

Zhang Xizi was stunned by such a bullish name, and watched Zhang Xin continue to pose in a daze.

Zhang Xin took a breath and continued: "Abbreviated as Baji." ”

Zhang Xizi was a little stunned by Zhang Xin's fooling, "Brother, who did you learn from?" ”

Zhang Xin enjoyed this feeling of fooling people, and continued to tease Zhang Xizi: "Do you know Hetuluoshu? ”

Zhang Xizi shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Uh......" Zhang Xin tilted his head and thought about it, and then asked, "Then do you know the Taigong Art of War?" ”

Zhang Xizi still shook his head, saying that he had not heard of it.

Zhang Xin was a little embarrassed at this time, thought for a long time, and asked again: "That...... Do you know how to push back pictures? ”

"Huh?" Zhang Xizi's eyes lit up instantly, "I know, I know, I know this." This is the strange book that the god Yuan Tiangang gave to the god of the Immortal Weng Tuomeng, who can know the upper and lower five hundred years, counting the past and future of people, all of them are ......" Speaking of this, Zhang Xizi was puzzled again: "This root of your eight ...... Eight ......"

"Eight poles." Zhang Xin added.

"Yes, Yachi. What does this have to do with your eight poles? ”

"Of course there is," Zhang Xin said calmly, "I was also taught by the Great Immortal Dream." ”

Zhang Xizi looked at Zhang Xin blankly for a while, and finally realized that Zhang Xin was making fun of him, so he "cut ......" and fell headlong on the bed.