It's still in that small park, and there is a small river next to the small park.

Yang Tingfeng and the others were sitting on two small benches and fishing.

Although he lost his armor and abandoned his armor when he was killed while playing chess, he couldn't catch up with Yang Tingfeng when he was fishing and the drunkard couldn't catch up with Yang Tingfeng.

There seemed to be an inexplicable aura in the air, and the two of them who were fishing looked back at the grove behind them at the same time.

Drunkard Chen's eyes flashed with a gleam, and the belligerence on his face was hidden under the messy hair.

Yang Tingfeng looked calm, but he was a little curious about which mountain person would come uninvited at this time.

"Xiao Tingfeng has grown up, I haven't seen him for ten years, but he never comes to the door, Xiao Tingfeng is afraid that he has forgotten his uncle back then. Shen Qingtang walked out of the woods, followed by Zhang Quansheng and the others.

The old man's expression was full of relief, the white-haired boy back then was now one meter eight, and he was worthy of his old friend's spirit in the sky.

Yang Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man's face, and finally remembered who the old man was, and his eyes were a little astringent.

Uncle Cousin laughed, Tingfeng was just afraid of causing trouble to Uncle Cousin, so he didn't dare to come to see you for so many years. ”

Yang Tingfeng put down the fishing rod in his hand, walked up to the old man and continued with a smile: "But Tingfeng has been thinking about you in his heart, and he originally planned to go to see you in two days, but didn't you come to see me." ”

"Flim tongue, it's still the same as back then, it's just a hairy boy back then, and now he's grown into a handsome guy. Shen Qingtang smiled and touched Yang Tingfeng's head, a little emotional.

Yang Tingfeng didn't mind, and lowered his head so that the old man's hand could reach his head.

"Uncle Cousin, come, you sit. Yang Tingfeng took the old man's hand and walked to his small fishing bench and asked the old man to sit down.

The drunkard Chen on the side kept staring at Shen Tianjiang, as if he saw the eldest girl.

Shen Tianjiang was uncomfortable with the whole body, and walked to the side and pretended to look at the scenery.

"Tingfeng, your hair... Healed?" asked Shen Qingtang after sitting down.

"No, just some dyed stuff. Yang Tingfeng replied, his tone a little low.

Shen Qingtang sighed and patted Yang Tingfeng on the shoulder to show comfort.

The events of that year were indeed a big blow to the young Yang Tingfeng.

"I'm fine, cousin. You didn't come to me just to look at me, you said something. Uncle Cousin can say whatever he wants, don't hide it, even if I, Yang Tingfeng, have a great reason, it can't be more than your words. ”

"Don't say that, you say this as if your cousin is here to pull you into the pit. ”

Shen Qingtang smiled and continued: "Uncle Cousin, only express your own opinions, the decision is still yours, Uncle Cousin will never interfere, no matter what you decide, Uncle Cousin will not blame you." ”

Looking at Yang Tingfeng and nodded, Shen Qingtang continued: "It has been almost a hundred years since the founding of the People's Republic of China in the Eastern Month, and everyone has lived and worked in peace and contentment from the clothes of the year.

Uncle Cousin knows that you won't leave Dongshun alone, but Uncle Cousin is afraid, Uncle Cousin is afraid that Dongshun will return to his previous clothes and body, and his stomach will be empty and he will have no food.

Besides, if you really want to change the dynasty, who will take over this mess at that time, you are not here, and no one can provoke the beam, so what will happen then?"

Yang Tingfeng let go of the old man's hand, stood up and looked at the float in the river, lit a cigarette, took a sharp breath in his mouth, and spit out the smoke.

"Three conditions. Yang Ting said without looking back.

"You say. Zhang Quansheng was overjoyed and hurriedly said.

"First, I want those people back then to kowtow to the teacher and apologize. ”

"Okay" Zhang Quansheng agreed without thinking about it, and if they didn't agree, he would force them to go with a gun around their necks.

"Second, from now on, our Zhenguo Army can walk the world in a bright and bright way, and will not be restricted by you, of course, the original intention of the Zhenguo Army will not change. ”

Hearing the Zhenguo Army, Drunkard Chen's figure trembled, and his face was full of excitement, but no one noticed.

"Yes, but ......" Zhang Quansheng hesitated.

"No, but, if I want to oppose the guest, how many times can you block it? ”

"Good" Zhang Quansheng let go of the worries in his heart, what he said could not be faked.

"Thirdly, if I fight back, you will help me with all the strength of your country. After finishing speaking, Yang Tingfeng continued to smoke and waited quietly.

Zhang Quansheng lowered his head and counted in his heart.

"How sure are you?" Zhang Quansheng raised his head and looked directly at this young man who was half a year younger than himself.

If others said this, Zhang Quansheng might have called it a mental hospital directly, but he must have some confidence when he said it.

Yang Tingfeng turned his head and looked directly at Zhang Quansheng and said slowly: "If you help me, eighty percent, if you don't help, seventy percent." ”

Zhang Quansheng stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

What the hell? I'm only getting the whole country into power?

"I mean the post-war East. ”

Zhang Quansheng was a little relieved at this time, except for the battle damage and the eyes of others, there really weren't too many soldiers for him in Dongyue.

"If I want you to help, I just let your people go over to manage and garrison, so that the people will not rebel and will not let your people fight. ”

Zhang Quansheng's relieved face stiffened again.

"Okay, I'll agree to all three conditions, I just hope you can hurry. Zhang Quansheng stretched out his hand and rubbed his stiff face and replied.

"Town State Order"

Yang Tingfeng looked at the float on the river with one hand, and shouted.

"In"

Three black-clothed men in the grove jumped out and knelt behind Yang Tingfeng with their hands clenched into fists and one knee.

The three black-clothed men were dressed in the same costume, some retro and some modern, and their faces seemed to be covered with a cloud of mist that made it difficult to see their faces.

The three-foot Qingfeng was carried behind his waist, so that others thought he was filming when he saw it.

"It is rumored that the generals of the Sixth Army are waiting for me in the Tiangong Bureau and tell them that the Zhenguo Army has debts to collect. Yang Tingfeng paused and continued: "In addition, the second battalion of killing weapons has been ordered to be on standby. ”

"Yes"

"Go ahead. The three men jumped into the woods and disappeared.

Shen Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Yang Tingfeng's back.

The semi-retro black-backed swordsman saw people performing ancient rituals, and he didn't notice that there were other people hiding in this piece just now.

What's more, he can't detect the slightest breath of a mountain man in this young man.

What kind of force is this town and national army? Why have you never heard of it yourself on the mountain or down the mountain?

Moreover, the clouds on the faces of the three black-clothed men could even be seen indistinctly by himself, a person who had been on the mountain for twenty years.

In the eyes of General Shen Tian, this Yang Tingfeng became more and more mysterious.

In Zhang Quansheng's eyes, he was infinitely emotional, and the young man who followed his ass and was full of big brother Zhang now has this courage.

It's just that the events of that year are destined to never make that white-haired boy call himself Brother Zhang again.

Yang Tingfeng turned around and smiled at the old man and asked, "Uncle Cousin, how many days will you stay before leaving?"

"Okay" Shen Qingtang was not pretentious, and agreed directly.

Yang Tingfeng took out a yellow medallion and threw it to the drunkard Chen.

Drunkard Chen took the medallion with trembling hands, and the golden medallion was engraved with a golden dragon, and on the dragon's back were engraved some clouds and a back that looked like a human, and when you looked closely, it looked like a sword.

Drunkard Chen couldn't cry anymore, knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists with his hands and said, "Sinner Chen Cangxiong, meet the general." ”

"Go home. After speaking, Yang Tingfeng turned around and helped the old man to start walking.

"General Xie. The drunkard knelt down again, got up and rubbed the medallion carefully, as if he had found a treasure.

Zhang Quansheng walked out of the park and stepped into the car, his face was much more relaxed, and he was still humming a small tune.

"Xuancheng, go back to the capital. ”

"Chief, looking at your face, I have gained a lot. ”

"It's not just a lot, it's just a lot of money. ”

"What about Dongjun?"

"You'll see it tomorrow morning, and the world will see it. A glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Quansheng's eyes, and he felt a sense of raising his eyebrows.

Ignoring Xuan Cheng's suspicions, Zhang Quansheng closed his eyes and relaxed.

It's just that my mind unconsciously returned to that rainy night ten years ago.

In an unknown house in the capital, his younger brother Zhang Quanting locked the young man on the ground with a torture spirit lock and couldn't move.

In front of the young man, a gray-haired middle-aged man with a broken left leg squirmed on the ground.

That's right, the gray-haired middle-aged man, that is the indelible scar left on the middle-aged man during the Anti-Barbarian War.

The young man was already full of tears, and he wanted to shout but couldn't.

The person in front of him is his own master, the master who gouged himself out of the garbage push, and the master who made great contributions to the War of Resistance against Barbarianism.

They want the method of refining the army of the country, and they want to have no fear in a country.

The five people on the sofa were so lofty in the eyes of the young man.

The boy wanted to beg them, and the boy wanted to tell them that he had a way to refine the army, but the boy was locked by the torture spirit lock and couldn't open his mouth.

In the end, the young man's master still had a recurrence of his old injury and passed out on the spot.

The young man was filled with grief and anger, and he spat blood from his mouth.

In the end, it was Shen Qingtang who led the troops to rush to the master who rescued the boy and the dying boy.

At that time, the old man Shen was holding the young man, and he was so angry that he almost pointed at Dongyun.

was finally stopped by Shen Qingteng, and it was also because of this incident that Mr. Shen broke with his own brother, and Shen Qingteng also contributed to the incident.

That night, the young master, in the end, still failed to survive and returned to the world.

That night, the boy's head turned white.

That night, the boy lost his soul.

That night, the teachings of the master were shattered.

That night, the boy disappeared, and no one heard from him again.

The rainstorm at night seemed to be suing the young man about the injustice of the world.

The young man didn't understand, didn't understand why Shen Qingteng, who called him a brother and sister to his master, did this.

I don't understand why the girl of the Shen family who said she was going to marry her disappeared that night.

I don't understand that my master told him on his deathbed that if he gains power one day, he is not allowed to kill those people.

The boy has too many things he doesn't understand, doesn't the master hate it?

The boy who couldn't figure it out had to hide all his incomprehension in his heart.

Looking forward to the day when the sword will point to the sky and tell all the incomprehension in my heart.