On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Bai Qiu'an said goodbye to Bai Dad and An Shi, and left with Yu Dinghai, who was in a hurry to drive. It also happens that his family has no relatives, not to mention the relationship between Bai Dad and Bai Ma and the situation of Bai Dad.

Those relatives in the family who were close more than ten years ago have not moved much over the years.

It's not that the relatives at home are impersonal, it's really the problem of Bai Dad. If you visit the door during the New Year, you may not be happy if you say anything wrong.

This kind of thing happened to Bai Qiu'an when he was in his third year of junior high school, and in private, some relatives talked to Bai Qiu'an in person.

When I was a child, I was afraid that Bai Qiu'an would be wronged at home, and I usually had no excuse to come and see it during the New Year's holidays. In the third year of junior high school, he was already a big child, and he was afraid that Bai Qiu'an would have some face-saving factors and make him psychologically awkward.

The first sentence was said by relatives, and the second half of the sentence was actually spoken by Bethune himself. It's not that he really has any face to speak of, he just wants his relatives to have a happy New Year.

Even in the next few years, the Bai family really has no contact with their relatives.

"Where is this going to hold a commendation meeting?" Thinking back, Bai Qiu'an looked at this route and was a little familiar.

"Niutou Mountain, it just so happens that there is an excuse to close the mountain to deal with the finishing work. Wouldn't it be more flavorful for us to catch up with the tail and simply hold this commendation meeting on the battlefield? ”

Bethune was noncommittal, and somewhat guessed in his heart that this commendation meeting would not be held on any extravagant occasion.

But thinking about it, there is still a little loss in my heart, after all, listening to Yu Dinghai's meaning on the phone before, I may be able to be half a pig's foot this time.

Not to mention the auditorium, let's rent a restaurant on the first floor to eat.

Bai Qiu'an sighed, just think about it, he will never say it.

The car eventually drove directly to the top of Niutou Mountain.

Because Niutou Mountain is not big, you can go straight to the top of the mountain by foot and car. This also provided great convenience for the commendation meeting of the Twelve Palaces.

The battle of Niutou Mountain is naturally not enough with the manpower of Anshi County, and the long road on the top of the mountain alone is not wide, and the long road is crowded with trucks.

The clothing styles are also varied, which makes Bethune a little dazzled...... A sense of absurdity.

That's right, it's ridiculous.

Office workers in suits and leather shoes, volunteers in red vests and red hats, doctors and nurses who don't take off their white coats, waiters in chain restaurants, and even more outrageous are a group of tour guides and tourists who are like a group of elderly tourists......

The scene in front of him was completely different from the state that Yu Dinghai said about the commendation conference presented in Bai Qiu'an's mind. It was more like a blatant mass rally of a social nature.

"Is it so casual?" After all, Bethune still couldn't hold back his heartfelt complaints.

"Everyone is very busy, and we have to go back to work after we finish here." Yu Dinghai didn't think so, it seemed that this kind of occasion was commonplace.

The venue of the commendation meeting was selected at a barbecue stall in Niutou Mountain, which was originally quite famous. I borrowed the pink plastic chair from the store, and took out a lot of my own small maza.

Bai Qiu'an looked at it, and only then did he probably have a relatively clear understanding of the scale of the big battle on Chinese New Year's Eve. There are no less than 500 people sitting here now.

This is probably the number of people in the surrounding counties, except for the necessary defenders.

Facing the ravine, a simple main stage was built with a low iron table. Walking up was Di Wenfang, who had several encounters with Bethune, followed by Yu Dinghai, who left Bethune one step earlier.

"That's the prince of the Snake Palace." The crowd whispered, not forgetting to stare eagerly at Di Wenfang on the high platform.

"Pretty handsome." A female soldier spoke.

"Handsome?"

Bai Qiu'an looked at Yu Dinghai with a limpy face, and almost sprayed the female soldier to death with a mouthful of water. Sister, what kind of eyes are you, if this is called handsome, will the world be handsome?

Bai Qiu'an then held back his complaints, it was really Yu Dinghai's popularity in this group of people, which was a bit scary.

It's not just that many fans are, but even men are open and closed, "how amazing is Team Yu". What's more critical is that Bethune reacted to one thing after realizing it.

Yu Dinghai turned out to be the prince of the Snake Palace.

How can this kind of guy, this kind of guy who is out of tune be......

Bethuan's mind suddenly came up with Yu Dinghai's battle in the Red Brick Square and the time to fight Qi Wenchao......

Seems to be something.

Di Wenfang doesn't have any nonsense, and it may be the professionalism of a primary school Chinese teacher that makes Di Wenfang speak ...... The rhetoric is cold and the guns are carried with sticks.

"In this battle of Niutou Mountain, at the cost of one hundred and forty-seven casualties, the twelve halls killed a total of 287 gods, 30 gods, 12 two-winged gods, and one four-winged gods. The god of power and the mountain incarnate one. ”

The crowd suddenly erupted in a wave of discussions, and all the words in front of Di Wenfang were within the scope of acceptance and imagination of the warriors of the Twelve Palaces.

Only in the last sentence, is the Serpent King talking about a god?

Di Wenfang's face did not change, and he took the initiative to announce that the gods really existed, and they had been killed in order for the Twelve Halls to dominate the subsequent development and layout of this incident.

Di Wenfang patted the microphone to calm the crowd before continuing, "Among them, a total of eighty-three disciples beheaded the gods in the Youji Palace, and they single-handedly guarded the unexpected route of travel at the entrance of Niutoushan Street. ”

Moreover, Bethune was the first warrior to discover the power and the god of the mountain. What is even more gratifying to us is that Bethune has only just graduated from the training camp. ”

Di Wenfang's face that had not changed for thousands of years finally changed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. But it made Bethune, who was sitting in the crowd, feel creepy.

What Di Wenfang said is the truth, but at this time, he said it all in one go, isn't it a bit too ...... Arrogant.

"One man killed eighty-three disciples? This is a bit of a......"

"It's not human, even if it's a mouthful of spit, I'm going to be disgusted for a long time. How did this guy do it? ”

"Did you hear me, this is still a newcomer."

"It's really a demon every year, and this year is a special demon!"

Gradually, I don't know who set his sights on Bethune first. Then everyone's eyes turned to this slightly shy face.

"Pretty handsome young man."

"Newcomer, it's estimated that it's only eighteen or nineteen......"

"Is it too late to hug your thighs?"

"I'll help me stop him, and the sisters will go buy some wine and equipment."

"What kind of equipment do you want, enough wine."

Bethune fidgeted, but finally figured out what the aesthetic standards of the female soldiers were.

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