Guo Budo hesitated, and Zhou Qingfeng didn't get a letter when he left from Guo's bookstore. This is a very important matter, and it is indeed difficult to decide. Zhou Qingfeng finished everything that should be said, left a sentence of 'come back to visit when you are free' and left.

Coming out of the bookstore, 'Dog Meat' stood outside. Zhou Qingfeng rode it back to the Xilinjia Inn in the city to report a message, saying that he was safe and sound. Xu Binglai asked him how he was doing, but he was pulled into the martial arts chessboard to feel the newly arrived magic weapon.

The upgraded chessboard has lost the ability to use chess pieces to fight in reality, but it has greatly strengthened the ability of virtual deduction and simulated teaching. The space inside is a bit similar to the magic tent that Zhou Qingfeng picked up, with a virtual space that allows the consciousness of multiple people to enter it.

"You got this thing from Guo Budo?" Xu Bing was obviously quite curious, the environment she was in was similar to a closed empty house, there was no edge around it, only about fifty square meters in the center was bright, "What's the use of it?" ”

"Training." Zhou Qingfeng called up the virtual screen, "I think there are certain laws that simulate consciousness in the world of spiritual power, and the Han Dynasty alchemists discovered and used them to create the initial version of this magic weapon. Over the course of thousands of years, the artifact has become extremely broken, but its basic principles have been preserved. And I've upgraded it on the basis of these laws. ”

With the click of Zhou Qingfeng's finger, the environment around Xu Bing began to change, and the empty room became a mansion. Several corpses fell on the floor of the house, and fierce shouts and fighting sounded outside the walls. As soon as Xu Bing saw this scene, he screamed, "Hell, this is me being besieged by a group of clan forces in Model Village. The gate, the gate is about to collapse. ”

With a bang, the gate of the mansion really collapsed, and more than a dozen young men armed with knives and axes rushed in with bloodstains. Zhou Qingfeng picked up a machete on the ground with his foot, shouted 'let's fight', and pounced on the enemy.

In this virtual scene, Zhou Qingfeng and Xu Bing are like ordinary people. They were encircled, and Zhou Qingfeng, who was in front, was quickly cut down by the two knives that slashed left and right, and Xu Bing didn't last long in the back.

The virtual scene quickly returned to the state of an empty room, and Zhou Qingfeng scolded, "Why am I so weak, I have to set myself stronger." Xu Bing stayed in a stunned state for a long time, and faintly recalled: "In that battle, the two female cadres I focused on cultivating were sacrificed, and their bodies were dismembered and bloody. ”

Zhou Qingfeng's fingers that were setting stopped, and he listened to Xu Bing's sad tone, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't call your memory at will." I thought it was just a normal fight. ”

The sadness on Xu Bing's face quickly disappeared, and she said to Zhou Qingfeng, "Do it again." ”

"What?"

"Repeat the scene you just did."

"If you're feeling bad, I'll train in a different mode."

"No...... I'll let you do it again. Don't look at me like a woman, I'm an avenger. ”

Zhou Qingfeng felt that he had inadvertently provoked a female leopard, so he could only adjust Xu Bing's memory scene again, but this time he adjusted the strength of himself and Xu Bing slightly.

The besieged mansion reappeared, and the corpses on the ground were exactly the same as the shouts of killing outside the walls. This time, Xu Bing quickly shouted, 'Retreat, enter the house', and she and Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a spear from the ground and entered the house in the courtyard.

The gate collapsed as scheduled, and a dozen frenzied enemies swarmed in. But this time, they failed to surround Zhou Qingfeng and Xu Bing, but instead had to face the two spears that kept poking out from hiding in the house. After holding out for a few minutes, Gao Daniu's reinforcements arrived, and Xu Bing and Zhou Qingfeng both survived smoothly.

The scene returned to the empty room again, but this time Xu Bing squatted on the ground and covered his face and cried bitterly. Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of her, and listened to her constantly blaming herself: "I was at a loss, I shouldn't rush up with a hot brain, the enemy should retreat if I am outnumbered, occupy a strong terrain and wait for help." I could have saved the lives of those two female cadres, I could have done better. ”

Zhou Qingfeng sighed, squatted down and patted Xu Bing's head and said, "Revolutionary struggles will always make mistakes, just don't make them next time." Blood and sacrifice will make us stronger and stronger. But ......, it's okay if you cry properly, I always feel that your pressure is greater than mine. ”

Xu Bing suddenly howled and cried bitterly, and Zhou Qingfeng sighed again and took his hand back. But Xu Bing suddenly raised his head and hummed coquettishly, and pulled Zhou Qingfeng's hand to her shoulder.

What does this mean ......?

Zhou Qingfeng's hand suddenly stiffened, and he didn't dare to move. He looked at Xu Bing, who was crying sadly, suspiciously, and was not sure of his conjecture. As a result, he didn't move, Xu Bing raised his head and scolded again: "Dead people, won't they comfort and comfort people?" Allow you to be my boyfriend for ten minutes. ”

Who wants to be your boyfriend?

Zhou Qingfeng was extremely reluctant, but just patted Xu Bing's back gently, which was considered comforting. As a result, Xu Bing still squeezed beside him, lying on his shoulder and crying for a while. She was still unhappy after crying, "Don't coax a word, you still want to go to my bed with this attitude?" ”

"I have made you a revolutionary comrade, a partner who has transcended the little pleasures between men and women, and who are fighting for the same goal." Zhou Qingfeng said in distress: "The key is that I really don't call when I feel like you, and when I see you, I think of work, not about bed." ”

Xu Bing glanced at Zhou Qingfeng viciously, shook off his arm and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and began to look at the environment of the martial arts chessboard again, "You are really advanced enough, and more training is indeed conducive to helping us make decisions in a short period of time." ”

Zhou Qingfeng smiled proudly: "Then you still need to say it?" The control center of this thing is a gaming computer, and I deliberately made several games such as Total War, Mount and Blade, and Assassin's Creed. It can not only simulate a single-player duel, but also perform battlefield sand table deduction. This was refined with the help of Guo Budo's power to consume his energy gathering array again. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Qingfeng even called up a few combat training tutorials and arranged a virtual Tyson as a sparring partner for himself - in his normal form, he was punched away by Tyson and had no power to fight back.

"Looks like I really need to practice." Zhou Qingfeng touched his cheeks, and he was sighing. Even though he wasn't actually hurt, his brain still felt that he should be in pain, causing his mouth to cramp unnaturally. "My fighting skills are really scummy, I can't even see the opponent's movements clearly, and the person falls."

Xu Bing learned to manipulate the virtual screen like Zhou Qingfeng. She set up the battlefield, called up the map of Fushun, and took out the real battle examples in the history books. She looked at the contrast between the forces of the enemy and us on the sand table and asked Zhou Qingfeng: "The battle of Fushun, how do you plan to fight?" ”

"Hit?" Zhou Qingfeng shook his head desperately, "According to the old Manchu file, Nurhachi brought 100,000 troops to fight Fushun. But I feel that this historical material has been tampered with by Jiannu, and Nurhachi's total strength should only be 60,000 now, and the number of people who can be transferred to fight Fushun is about 20,000. But whether it's 20,000 or 60,000, it's not something we can deal with. We had to evacuate all before the war. ”

Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hands and leaned over in front of the urban sand table in Fushun City, the scene in front of him changed from "Total War" to "Assassin's Creed" mode, "We can deduce how to solve Li Yongfang before retreating." ”

"Do you have an idea?" Xu Bing asked.

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "No." I know almost nothing about Li Yongfang. I don't want to eliminate him outright, but I want him to be my puppet. It's too difficult, so I went to Guo Budo. But Guo Budo didn't say yes, and let me go. This person has to look at fortune and fortune in everything, and the dignified monk does not have the heroic spirit of fighting the heavens and the earth. ”

After some thoughts, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help it. From mid-April to early May in 1616, his daily work was spent on the training grounds of the 'Coal Mining Village', either training his fighting skills on the chessboard or from morning to night with his drugged guards.

Xu Bing stayed in Fushun for a while and then returned to the model village on the outskirts of Shenyang, where Li Shuwei was originally going to engage in agriculture, but he eventually took over Xu Bing's work and was responsible for managing the traverser forces in Fushun. They were really getting ready to move—Wang Kunpeng had recently heard that the Jurchens in Hetuara were hurrying to feed their horses and overhaul their ordnance.

The clouds of war are getting closer and closer, and although the people of Daming are still unconscious, Zhou Qingfeng has already felt the tense atmosphere. It was at this time that an unexpected person came running to visit him.

"Ouch, my Young Master Zhou, you are really idle here." After the sentinel's report, Wang Kai's fat face outside the king shook in from outside the house. He looked at the room where Zhou Qingfeng was, and said with a sigh of joy in his mouth: "Everyone in Fushun City knows that Young Master Zhou in the west of the city is a person who enjoys it. You see how big the window is, and the bright one is comfortable. ”

After half a month of discipline and housekeeping training, the quality of the guards was greatly improved with the assistance of the elixir. Individual combat is still the same, but the ability to act in concert has changed substantially. Zhou Qingfeng was compiling a memo of lessons and examples from recent training, and he glanced at the window that he had deliberately enlarged to improve lighting, and said to Wang Yuanwai: "If there is a fart, let it go." ”

"Hahaha...... I like Brother Zhou's fast-talking temper, and it's easy to say anything. It's not as good as those officials and masters in the city, they like to turn corners when they talk, it's so tiring to listen to" Wang Kai was thick-skinned, moved a chair and sat in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Brother has heard any news recently?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to talk, and lowered his head to busy himself.

Wang Kai didn't care, lowered his voice but said in a hurried tone: "Nurhachi is coming, and he wants to beat us Fushun." ”

Zhou Qingfeng was still unmoved, and continued to write and paint.

Wang Kai said in an accentuated tone: "I'm serious, not joking. This Fushun City is about to be burned. ”

Zhou Qingfeng just finished writing a page with a quill pen, and after changing a page, he looked up and said, "Is the fart finished?" If there is nothing else to do outside the king, please go back. ”

Wang Kai looked at Zhou Qingfeng's expression carefully, he slapped the table and said suddenly: "I knew that you were right to come to find my brother." You know this! ”