0031, this is the Ming Dynasty version of the tunnel war

can speak the local dialect of Shiyan Town, which is of course because he spent his school and military training here. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But what is really more surprising than these local children should be Liu Jian to be precise.

Because he really didn't expect that after more than 400 years of time, the local dialect of Shiyan Town has not changed much.

After the retreat of more than 1,000 people around the town, the Lin Zhenye cottage accent based on Henan dialect and the Liukou accent based on Qin dialect that were originally filled in Liu Jian's ears suddenly disappeared, and the local dialect of Shiyan Town suddenly came out.

If he closed his eyes and listened with his ears alone, Liu Jian might not be able to control his howl and cry, was he sent back to the original time and space!

Alas, in the midst of a sigh, another panicked footsteps came from afar, followed by several angry screams:

"You little who can't open their eyes, don't open their eyes, they really don't open their eyes!"

"How did the old man teach and wait, why don't you hurry up and see you......"

Where the voice fell, I saw a thin old man with a white beard, supported by a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar in a cloth robe, panting in front of Liu Jian, and before he could take a breath, he bowed down and said:

"Old Zhao Shoucheng, here with the seven hundred and eighty-seven surviving people of Shiyan Town, old and young, thank the little god grandpa for saving his life!"

Back and forth by Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai, Li Zicheng and other peasant armies and rogues, Ru grate like a grate to clean countless times, Shiyan Town can still survive so many people?

Liu Jian was a little incredulous, stunned for a while, and hurriedly flashed his body and arched his hand:

"Don't be polite, old man, let's call me Liu Gongzi. This time, I was also forced to take advantage of the situation, and to be honest, it was not for Shiyan Town to solve problems, so I can't afford to be a grandfather! ”

When Zhao Shoucheng heard this, he was stunned, a trace of despair obviously flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look aside.

The middle-aged man in a long shirt nodded slightly, and said with a pun:

"Please also ask the patriarch to be calm, since he has entered the mortal world, the little god grandfather naturally also needs a mortal body and identity, so that it is cheap to walk around in the world, we had better not brush off his good intentions, it is better to respect him in the future!"

As he spoke, he let go of Zhao Shoucheng, looked at Liu Jian and bowed and said:

"Ouyang Xiao of the Jiangxia clan has seen Liu Gongzi. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes this time, I couldn't believe that now that I am in the world, there is really a god like Zhao Zilong, who is in white clothes and white horses and a silver spear alone to block thousands of armies, and he is born. Xiao avoided the thieves, and wandered here, and once longed to eat the thieves. But today, Xiao has to change his mouth and laugh, thanks to the heinous thief, he has to have the fate to meet his son, and Xiao is blessed by misfortune! ”

Jiangxia people's clan, isn't that the three towns of Wuhan in later generations?

Liu Jian listened to Ouyang Xiao's Jiangxia accent, and blurted out a string of thoughtful and nice words without blinking, and he didn't know whether to praise him or ridicule him for a while.

After a while, he looked at his patched cloth robe and a pair of shoes with holes under his feet, and said with a smile:

"It turned out to be Mr. Ouyang, your eloquence is like the endless water of the Yangtze River......"

When Ouyang Xiao heard this, he chewed out a trace of the sound outside the strings, and his complexion changed unconsciously, but soon he said quietly:

"Xiao, what you say is from the bottom of your heart, and you can see it with your own eyes."

In the deep mountains, there can be such a big place to live here, no matter what, it is a blessing for such a small Shiyan Town.

Liu Jian didn't want to meet for the first time, so he made a presumptuous judgment to someone, so he changed the conversation:

"Is Old Man Zhao the patriarch, there are hundreds of people in the town, all of them are from one clan?"

Hearing Liu Jian suddenly look at himself and ask with a smile, Zhao Shoucheng's face suddenly became happy, and he trembled and said:

"Back to Grandpa Little Tenjinβ€”"

Before the words fell, Ouyang Xiao hurriedly pulled him aside. Zhao Shoucheng reacted and snorted very reluctantly, so he changed his words:

"Back to Liu Gongzi's words, every household in the town is my local family surnamed Zhao, which has been here for hundreds of years. In addition, there are more than a dozen families with the surname Qu and Wang, who settled down because of weddings and funerals. Oh, and it also includes this old Mr. Ouyang who has worked so hard to keep him, and he teaches these unfinished dolls in a private school on weekdays-"

As he spoke, Zhao Shoucheng raised his hand and pointed not far away, looking intently at Liu Jian's dozen and a half sons.

Liu Jian also glanced at it, and more than a dozen boys suddenly became nervous, so he smiled and said:

"Before the thieves attacked, did your whole town prepare in advance? They ran to the back of the mountain, and as soon as the thieves left, they immediately returned with their clan. In addition to some losses in property, there are a lot of people, and it seems that you have a good set of ways to avoid war! ”

"But I'm still very curious, there is still some distance in the back mountain, even if your eyesight is amazing, you can still see me clearly in and out of the thieves, hehe, I'm afraid you have some other secret methods, right?"

Zhao Shoucheng's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and then he glanced at Ouyang Xiao.

Ouyang Xiao groaned slightly, then looked at Zhao Shoucheng and nodded without hesitation.

Zhao Shoucheng immediately looked relieved, raised his hand and said:

"Liu Gongzi is really a god, and he can see at a glance where the secret of the town is. If it is a different person, even if the governor of Huguang and the governor of Yunyang Mansion come, he will have to teach the old man to speak half a word. But Childe spoke, and everything in the town would not be reserved for Childe. Please move to the son, and wait for the old man to point out to the son one by one to take a slow look. ”

"Then thank you Mr. Zhao for your kindness, and I won't shy away from it-"

After speaking, Liu Jian found that the group of bear children were also about to move, and the thought flashed, so he smiled and said:

"Haven't they all studied in private schools, and the whole town won't be just these young men, right?"

"Oh, that's notβ€”"

Ouyang Xiao saw Zhao Shoucheng looking at him, so he took over and said:

"There are hundreds of sons in the town. However, those who can enter the eyes of the patriarch are only a dozen or so in front of them. In the last year, the Mongolian patriarch looked down on him, so he stayed, settling accounts, writing and writing on weekdays, and the rest was to teach these dozen sons the way of civil and martial arts. ”

The way of civil and martial arts, could it be that Ouyang Xiao is both civil and military, and he is still an incognito character?

Liu Jian thought about it, so he pushed the boat down the river and said:

"In that case, seeing how excited they looked, it would be better to call them together."

"Childe has spoken, naturally everything is okay."

Ouyang Xiao said, beckoning:

"Xiongwa, Chen Jianmao, all of you come here, go underground with Gongzi, but don't make noise, stop me a little."

Ground floor?

Liu Jian was stunned when he heard this, and before he could be surprised, he came to the nearest house.

Ouyang Xiao pushed open the door, walked straight to the tattered earthen kang, jumped up with his feet, lifted the broken straw mat and hay on it, and then signaled:

"Childe, please, our secrets are all under this earthen kang?"

A picture flashed quickly in Liu Jian's mind, and he blurted out unconsciously:

"Oh my God, tunnel warfare?"