"Why is Brother Zhaoyu so tolerant of bandits?"

Xie Xiaoyun was lying on a branch, holding a leaf in his mouth, and his expression was inexplicable.

After this incident, the two did not bother to go back to the camp, so they simply found a big tree outside the camp to rest for the night.

"Now in this Central Plains, wars are everywhere, internal and external troubles, coupled with natural disasters, displaced people abound, the world is like this, some people have taken the wrong road is also a last resort, I see that the person is simple-minded, his eyes are clear, most of them are influenced by others, I hope I can lead it back to the right path, can change one, is one."

Shi Zhaoyu sat on the branch, leaned against the trunk of the tree, looked at the thousands of fires like stars in the distance, sighed in a low voice, and took out a small wine bag out of nowhere.

Unplugged the stopper, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine wafted out, Xie Xiaoyun shrugged his nose and said curiously: "Wine? You're hiding wine for your own sake? Aren't you afraid of being expelled from the army? ”

He still remembers that when he first entered the camp, the officers in charge of the battalion read the military rules of the battalion, which included a strict prohibition on bringing alcohol and drinking alcohol.

"As long as he doesn't get caught, whatever."

Shi Zhaoyu poured a sip indifferently, and then handed the wine bag to Xie Xiaoyun: "Come on?" ”

"I won't drink it, and the master strictly forbids me to contaminate the wine, saying that it will spoil my practice."

Xie Xiaoyun waved his hand, thanking Bumin.

"Ho! You even forbid alcohol? You're not a monk? Even Taoist priests can't help but drink alcohol, right? ”

Shi Zhaoyu was surprised when he heard this, and suddenly became a little interested in Xie Xiaoyun's origin, and couldn't help asking.

"Looking at your usual behavior, you really have some shadow of Taoism, shouldn't you really be a Taoist priest?"

Xie Xiaoyun curled his lips, did not answer, and did not deny it.

"That's a pity, my moon syrup is the world's top treasure, weekdays are reluctant to share a drop, it's not easy to meet someone who is willing to share, but you are a person who doesn't drink, it's really a coincidence, there is a way is Qiong Jelly Jade Liquor, this thing is the most sorrowful, you are not blessed."

Shi Zhaoyu was also bored drinking alone, so he wiped his mouth and put away the wine bag.

"Qiong Jelly Jade Liquor, this thing is the most sorrowful? This thing is the most sorrowful......"

Xie Xiaoyun still had the leaf in his mouth, and after listening to Shi Zhaoyu's words, he muttered the last sentence in a low voice.

"What? Something on your mind? If it's not a secret, it's better to tell me, anyway, you and I are new to each other, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about, maybe it will be easier to say it. ”

Shi Zhaoyu raised his eyebrows and asked leisurely.

"Nothing."

Xie Xiaoyun shook his head and was silent.

"Nothing, nothing, then do you have a sweetheart?"

Xu is wine is strong, although he didn't drink much, Shi Zhaoyu's face was already a little red, and his eyes began to blur.

"No ......"

Xie Xiaoyun said this, and he couldn't help but have a vague face like a heavenly girl in his heart.

"The master said, my future road can't tolerate the private feelings of my children."

He added another sentence firmly, and he didn't know whether he was saying it to Shi Zhaoyu or to himself.

"Hey, you don't have any red face and wine, you only have the sword in your hand, how boring life is."

Shi Zhaoyu pursed his lips, his eyes misty.

"I don't know how she is now, she must be moving."

He couldn't help but think of the little girl who threatened every day that he would not marry, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and his eyes were full of tenderness.