"The player completes the task, the eldest grandson Yu survives, and the eldest grandson Bo dies. Gain 200 opinion points for Eldest Sun Yu. Current Opinion Rating: Friendly. ”

Yun Ting listened to the prompt sound from the system, but he didn't say anything. His mission was half successful and half unsuccessful, and like many previous missions, he was vague about the elements of mission completion. You can complete tasks, and the rewards for completing them may not be as good as you thought. You can also not complete the quest without any rewards, but you have nothing to lose in the first place. Missions, in the Three Kingdoms, are just an extremely secret mechanism, not to mention, many times, these tasks are not missions. Just now, for example.

A handful of sand in Yun Ting's hand leaked from between his palms and fell with the wind on the small bulging mound in front of him. It was a very simple mound, very rudimentary, just a pile of dirt and nothing else. The only thing that can indicate the identity of the owner of the tomb is the piece of wood that was cut down from the tree and cut flat in front of the tomb, and there are only a few simple words on it.

What happens to people after death, Yun Ting doesn't know, and he can't remember. It's about a little pain, and then there's darkness, just for a moment, and it doesn't give him more chance to feel. But at that time, it was not right to say that there were no regrets, and it was not right to say that there was too much reluctance, it was something that could not be expressed in words and words, maybe even if he died a few times, Yun Ting still couldn't say that feeling.

It can only be said that there is a difference between before death and after death. Before you die, you will feel that you have no regrets, you have done what you should have done, after you die, the moment before you die, you will find that your life has passed, there are too many things you have forgotten, it is too late to say, too late to do, and what you have not done.

One tomb, two worlds, the difference between life and death. Yun Ting didn't feel much sadness anymore, in his previous life, there were many times of sadness, but later, he didn't even have time to be sad. The army he built single-handedly had a very unique habit that every soldier had to take away his dead comrades after a battle, whether he won or lost, and buried them on the spot even if he couldn't take them away.

If they can bring the ashes of the dead soldiers back to the village, even if they lose, it is not too bad, because they all go home in the end. Sometimes, for the sake of those who died, there were many living soldiers who had to risk their lives to get their bones. Many people don't understand, only Yunting understands that this is a mismatched tacit understanding and a kind of sadness.

They want to go home, but they don't want their comrades to take them home with their lives. They also want someone to take them home in the end, and they also know the worries of those comrades-in-arms who died earlier than them, but they just want to take them home. It's not a pity to die.

Even if it is sad, it is still towering and cool. It was the kingdom of the clouds, a kingdom feared and respected by the enemy, a nation betrayed by himself.

"What's wrong with you?" The eldest grandson stood up unwillingly, saw Yun Ting's gaze, and asked subconsciously.

There was a kind of desolation in Yun Ting's eyes, and there was an incomprehensible vicissitudes in his eyes, which made people can't help but ask and want to understand, even if it was just a little bit. This feeling Changsun Forgetfulness can't understand, maybe it's because Yun Ting saved them, plus subconsciously feel that people with this kind of eyes will not be bad people, so she naturally believes it, just like the trees in the forest, she is very familiar, and she can say a lot about them Eldest Sun Forgetfulness, more words than talking to strangers.

Yun Ting came back to his senses and shook his head lightly, "I'm fine." ”

The scene strangely calmed down, and in the short time they were talking, the sound of fighting in the distance had gradually subsided, and the sparse birds in the air had begun to return to their nests, and it could be seen that the battle was over.

At this time, a head emerged from the woods next to him, and Gan Xing walked out of it, still carrying the residual smell of blood. He also had some stab wounds on his body, but they weren't fatal, as could be seen from his still vigorous gait. It's just that now Gan Xing's face is angry, as if he has been greatly stimulated, and the long knife in his hand is also thrown without a match.

While walking towards Yunting, he chattered: "It's good to hit people without slapping their faces, my Uncle Gan has never slapped other people's faces!" It's okay if you want to kill me, but what's the matter with torn my brocade robe?! This is a copycat limited edition that cost me two hundred copper plates! After saying that, it seemed that he didn't feel that this word should not fall into the ears of angel investors, affecting the strategic development policy of the Jinyi Thief Group in the future, Gan Xing secretly glanced at Yun Ting, and found that the latter had an unconscious expression, so he put his mind at ease and replaced it with a sad and indignant condemnation of those who did it in his heart. (A certain old man who is already dead: Big brother, you said earlier, I can give you several pieces of this kind of clothes!) The question is, how many times will I be stepped on in the face after I am hacked to death by you because of this? ）

Just when Yun Ting didn't know how to open his mouth and continue to talk to the eldest grandson, there was already an extra smiling face among them.

Gan Xing: "Mr. Yun Ting, an angel investor, go to our brocade thief's base camp to talk about the win-win policy of investment and development?" ”

So, Yun Ting followed Gan Xing down the mountain, and took his eldest grandson with him. She didn't know where she was going, so she had to walk first, they were all going down the mountain, and she didn't feel repulsed with Yun Ting.

A few hours later, the day will be dark, and a not-looking inn in Cuilin Town.

Inside the inn, two gangs of people are facing each other, and between them is a large table made of several tables, and the scene is about to erupt. On one side is Yun Ting, the eldest grandson forgets the love, and on the other side is Gan Xing and his brocade thief players.

The eldest grandson had already changed into clean clothes, and the wounds on his body had been treated, of course, all in the guest room of the inn. Yun Ting was tying a bandage to himself, saying that it was a bandage, but in fact it was just a strip of cloth scalded with boiling water and disinfected a few times. Yun Ting didn't dare to be sloppy about these, this is the Three Kingdoms, anything can happen, if the wound is inflamed and infected, it is also an extremely difficult thing to deal with during this period, and it may even lead to death. Just like Huang Zhong, Zhou Yu, and Zhang Liao, they all died of arrow sores, and the so-called burst is inflammation and infection of the wound.

That's in real history, and maybe in the near future, none of them will die. The arrival of players will not only bring bloody storms, but also a large number of life players, which will bring earth-shaking changes in the real sense to the entire Three Kingdoms.

"Smack!" Gan Xing's hand slapped heavily on the table, looking at Yun Ting "murderously".

It seemed that he felt that the momentum was not enough, and this action was not enough to show his attitude, so Gan Xing stood up violently.

"Applause, what are you doing in a daze!" He continued.

"Bang bang bang." The players of the brocade thief applauded their hands, and the entire inn burst into applause. Looking closely at the position where Gan Xing's original hand was clapped on the table, a document (actually straw paper) appeared, on which some brush words were densely transcribed.

"Ahem." Someone inside the inn coughed softly. A player in a brocade thief stands in the distance, holding a wooden stick (similar to the wooden fish in the temple, let's call it a microphone for the time being), and is talking to the empty area in front of him, as if he is recording something.

"Hello everyone! I am your friend Jinyi Xiaobai, as the spokesperson and reporter of the Jinyi Thief, Xiaobai is fortunate to come to the headquarters of the Jinyi Thief today, and I am very honored to participate in the first foreign investment negotiation meeting of the Jinyi Thief. He nodded, pointing to Yun Ting and the others in the middle of the inn.

"Okay, as you can see, now the investor Yun Ting and our leader Gan Xing are having a warm exchange at the meeting. There was warm applause from time to time, and the participants were all smiling, and it seemed that they had all benefited a lot from the meeting. Such a harmonious, progressive, and peaceful image of the conference has greatly weakened everyone's misunderstanding of the bandits, and I want to explain to you that the brocade thief is not an ordinary thief, but a thief wearing brocade! ”

"Okay, everyone with the movement of the camera, you can see that our investors are having a warm exchange with the brocade thief players attending the meeting, cordial greetings, we can see Mr. Yunting's affectionate gaze, which makes people feel a spring breeze and feel a warmth. In this atmosphere, I believe that everyone who is watching the live broadcast now can feel the atmosphere of the thief in brocade, yes, it is cooperation, fairness, and win-win! ”

Jinyi Xiaobai paced and came to a player who seemed to have a red hand, and handed the microphone in his hand. "Hello, I'm Jinyi Xiaobai, a reporter from CC Thief V, how do you feel about participating in this meeting?"

"I'm ......" the interviewee rubbed his hands nervously and paused for a moment before replying, "Oh, that's good! ”

He seemed to have mustered up enough courage, snatched Xiaobai's microphone violently, and said continuously: "Hello everyone! My name is Jinyiwei! Now I am a small thief in the brocade thief, but I have ambitions, I have ideals, I have passion! Now I'm still single, oh, what are you waiting for, my phone number is Yiqi Erwu Jiu Shi Qi! Come and call, I'll wait for you. ”

"Well, I'm not done yet!"

After a period of upside down, the camera finally stabilized again.

"Good. Cough. Jinyi Xiaobai coughed lightly and took a document (straw paper) from the player next to him, and he didn't know what was written on it. I saw Xiaobai very carefully flipping through it, smiling, turning page by page, and when the forum players watching the live broadcast on the other side of the camera finally got impatient, he finally closed the file and sighed deeply at the camera.

"What a beautiful day, the wind is beautiful, the sky is cloudless, the cool breeze is lettering, and the autumn moon is boundless!"

"Today, just today, the famous Jingnan brocade thief signed an agreement with Mr. Yun Ting from Luoyang in the base camp. You can take a look, it is the outline of the development cooperation of the brocade thief in my hand. Jinyi Xiaobai raised the document in his hand and gestured, and spoke again, "However, due to the principle of confidentiality, this document Xiaobai cannot be made public, and it can only be said that the two sides signed this agreement in line with the starting point of friendly development, building a harmonious society, and creating a better future, and the agreement is valid for ten years." During this period, Mr. Yun Ting will give financial assistance to the Brocade Thief every year, and the Brocade Thief will also give him necessary help. ”

"But, but this is not the only agreement, and the Brocade Thief will not only carry out the only financing!" Xiao Bai suddenly lengthened his voice, exaggerated, full of enthusiasm, and said fiercely, "That's right! You heard it right! In the future, Jingzhou will run rampant, deterring Jiangdong's brocade thieves are officially open to shares, as long as you have money, you can invest! It doesn't matter if you don't have money, as long as you have ideals! Brocade thief welcomes everyone with ideals, no money, no status, only a pair of hands and full of enthusiasm to join, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, where you are, and no matter why you came, join us, your future, not only a brocade thief, but also a brocade thief wearing brocade clothes!! A bright future is open and ready to embrace you! ”

"Welcome to the Brocade Thief!"

At this moment, the inside and outside of the inn were suddenly shattered by a burst of laughter. The sound came from the street outside the inn, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron, and someone shouted "catch him", but it was not known what was happening.

"Bang." The wooden door of the inn shattered, sawdust flew everywhere, and a figure fell in.