The white horse howls in the west wind, and the dark clouds and blood stain red!

Yang Mu rode a white horse, and the monk rode a black and red flower horse.

The two of them went hand in hand, they were very fast, and they were running on the snow field in the forest, which was a very special feeling.

Yang Mu was a little excited, and shook the horsewhip loudly.

"Drive! Monk, how have you been with those women lately? ”

"Chief, no kidding!"

When two people speak against the wind, they both have to shout out to hear each other.

"Haha, don't talk about the donor now, there is growth, and the heart has fallen into the world?"

"The killing is too heavy, and there is no Buddha in my heart!"

"Yes, it's a bright person, but killing zombies is not killing!"

"Chief, you ride this horse really well, when did you learn it?"

"There are wild horses on Weiqi Mountain, and I learned them when I was a child."

"Wild horses are the hardest to tame."

"They're the most spiritual...... Monk, I'm going to kill someone this time, are you going to kill too? ”

"Kill!"

"Do you think so?"

"How many people have died along the way? Because of the extremely cold weather, because of the fighting, because of the rebellion suppressed! I could only watch, but I couldn't do anything. Since this is already the case, if I don't go to hell, who will? If we can quickly establish a stable living base, I would rather kill people and become demons! ”

"Haha! What a murderer becomes a demon, you are also considered enlightened! ”

"Poor monks don't talk about enlightenment, they just want to be able to leave a trace of clarity when they kill people"

"Don't talk about this, I'm going to kill people today, and I have to drink with Lao Tzu, it's refreshing, drive!"

Two horses galloped through the snow and headed towards the bandit city!

Yang Mu immediately picked up the wine gourd between his crotch.

Walking in the Northland, liquor is a very important thing that can save lives.

This gourd can hold two catties of wine, but it is not a good wine, it is just a two-pot head in bulk.

In fact, for people who really drink, drinking is a pleasure.

Yang Mu drank almost half a catty in one gulp, and he was so excited that he recited aloud.

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You don't see, the snow waves in the north are monstrous, and the cold day is clear!

You don't see it, ride a horse and whip two guests, and fight the immortals with a knife and a staff.

Take a sip of sake into the clouds, and forget to wear it before the two o'clock mountain.

Born proud of the tribulation, disdainful of another year.

I laugh at the wind without warmth, and others see that my bones are cold!

Tian Muzi, the wanderer, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

With the sword with you, please accompany me to kill don't think.

This wine warms the stomach and strengthens the heart, and friends and friends do not need to be pitied.

There is nothing but evil and good in the world, and people have left a name for Yan Fei.

Wait until the spring flowers bloom, and the men and women weave and guard the fields.

You and I drink sorrow and joy again, and a smile has become smoke.

Two horses, a hundred miles of splashing, galloping through the snow without sleep, killing all directions in front of you!

Yang Mu's volume was very high, and it seemed to shake the snow hanging on the nearby trees.

The two men and two horses galloped past and went into the distance.

In the central command room, which had just been established, Wen Sijia's face was ruddy, looking at the big screen in a daze, listening to Yang Mu's recitation on the loudspeaker.

They had just passed by a surveillance point with cameras and radios.

Needless to say, Yang Mu's bold posture of drinking is that Wen Sijia is most unacceptable that he actually adapted a song by Li Bai "Will Enter the Wine. You don't see!?

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You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you!

This poem can be regarded as popular, and you can basically say one or two sentences, and you may not recite the whole poem very much.

Wen Sijia knew that Yang Mu had just secretly learned Chinese, but she didn't expect him to be able to memorize it, and she also adapted it!

I can't say how well it's written, but it's a bit ingenious.

The poem is not a battle poem, but Yang Mu put the last word of the seven sentences on the battle, using the pinyin front nasal rhyme "an"!

端 (duan), wear (chuan), difficult (nan), nian (nian), warm (nuan), cold (han), nian (nian), bile (dan), mercy (lian), good (shan), chuan (chuan), yan (yan), tian (tian), huan (huan), smoke (yan), sleep (mian), 前 (qian)!

The last word of all seven words is not repeated, and all use the pre-nasal rhyme "an"!

And Yang Mu didn't write it for the sake of confusing words.

Each sentence can be interpreted to fit the meaning of the environment, which is actually very straightforward.

The first sentence is about the scenery of the northern country, with snowy waves and clear skies on cold days.

The second sentence is two dashing horsemen galloping, carrying knives and Zen staffs, going to a battle!

In the third sentence, after drinking a sip of wine, the person was like going up to the clouds, and the two horses galloped quickly, and in a blink of an eye, they became two small black dots that could not be seen!

The fourth sentence is that Yang Mu said that he was born arrogant but experienced hardships since he was a child, but he disdained it and survived year after year.

The fifth sentence is a mockery of the cold weather, and it is also a mockery of the enemy's corpse that will turn into a corpse as cold as the weather when he encounters him.

In the sixth sentence, he said that he was a child who was herded by the sky and a wanderer at the end of the world.

The seventh sentence says that you should kill people with the monk, so that the monk must not scruple about killing thoughts.

In the eighth sentence, the monk also drank wine, saying that this wine was a good thing, so that he didn't need to dislike the lack of wine, and drank it in a big gulp.

The ninth sentence is still enlightening the monk, we don't know the good and evil in the world, so let's leave it to others to spread.

The tenth sentence looks forward to the future, and when the spring flowers are unusually beautiful, they will also start cultivating and weaving clothes in the base.

The eleventh sentence says that when the time comes to drink some wine again, and see the beauty of that time, the killing of the past is not worth mentioning.

The twelfth sentence of the two horses, a hundred miles of running, disturbing the surrounding snow is not quiet, about to kill the Quartet, this is the end, the meaning of ambition!

The theme of this poem is the murder of the shepherd of heaven, so it can be called "Will Enter the Wine. Tian Muzi"!

Yes......

This Yang Mu is really arrogant, and he is so talented?

Is he a fake beggar?

The experience of a beggar was all nonsense, right?

Wen Sijia felt that she still didn't know enough about Yang Mu, he could always surprise people.

When he thought he was a rascal, he became a gentleman;

I thought he was a gentleman, but he became a little ruffian;

thought he was a little ruffian who couldn't get on the stage, but he could write poems boldly?

Wen Sijia subconsciously raised her hand and touched her face.

It's so hot!

It's like watching a fierce love cartoon, her heart is surging, her spring heart is sliding, every sentence of this poem is lingering in her heart, and she feels more and more surprised, how can Yang Mu have such a heroic spirit!

Is it because he is born with him, or is this northern snow desert just able to stimulate people's blood?

She frowned and walked around the room for a while, listening to the comments and praises of the people around her about Yang Mu, looking at the appearance of those little girls nymphomaniac, she felt more and more complicated.

So he simply left the room and went to the accommodation arranged for Yang Ling.

It's not Yang Ling herself who lives here, but also a few young ladies from the beast trapping team.

Every house

There are several people living in it.

The house type in the north is different from that in the south, and most of this place still retains the fire kang, how can four or five people sleep on a kang.

Yang Ling was making firewood to burn the stove pit, and when she saw Wen Sijia coming, she hurriedly got up, and then pushed her towards the living room.

"Child, it's choking inside, I won't burn this thing, I'm researching it."

"It's okay, master."

Now Yang Mu has recognized Yang Ling's mother.

But it's not called a godmother, but a wife.

This title is interesting, the meaning is different from the traditional teacher's wife, and it also means that the teacher is also the mother, so that Yang Mu is not embarrassed to scream, and Yang Ling also thinks it is very good.

And Wen Sijia, Xiangru and Lin Yue also called their mothers with Yang Mu.

In fact, it was not only them, most of the people in the camp followed Yang Mu's call, Yang Ling was the mother, and Wei Minfang was the godmother.

"Got it done? Why don't you have time to come over, I thought you would have to arrange a lot of things. ”

"Hmm...... It's okay, they took people away and handed over the camp to me to take care of, I wanted to go too...... Hey, in fact, it's nothing, Xu Yan is an expert on the guard's side, I just need to plan the overall layout of these buildings and rows of bungalows where I live, isn't there Du Chunmei? Most of them are in her charge. ”

"Oooh...... Then you come to see me, it won't be okay, right? ”

Wen Sijia was shy and felt that she was indeed embarrassed.

On weekdays, she and Yang Mu's mother and godmother move around relatively rarely, no wonder people think that she comes to the door for nothing.

After hesitating, Wen Sijia was still ruthless, and said her doubts, and of course Yang Mu's adaptation.

Yang Ling smiled and nodded, and then said:

"What a man with a delicate heart! Sijia, in fact, I don't know much about Yang Mu until now, in those many years, I never knew that a boy was secretly listening to my class, and he didn't play a single class, which made me very moved! ”

"Yes! This kid is a bit different indeed. ”

"I know that Yang Mu often says a word, what...... If things are abnormal, there must be demons? ”

"Well, I've heard him say that too!"

"So this is the answer to the question, he is not an ordinary person, and he does things unreasonably, so his real body is actually a demon!"

Wen Sijia was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth.

She likes this statement, Yang Mu is a demon, so it can explain why he is so different.

Yang Ling stretched out her hand and gently pulled aside a strand of Wen Sijia's messy hair.

Wen Sijia had never been treated like this by a strange elder, and her face turned even redder.

Yang Ling sighed and said

"I knew you before, the heir of the famous Wen Group! You are so beautiful that most men can only look up to you! So you're a fairy! "

"Master, I'm embarrassed to see you praise me."

"I'm not praising you, speaking of the facts! You are a fairy, how can ordinary mortals match you? I'm afraid that only this demon can subdue you, right? ”

"Ah......h

Wen Sijia was petrified, but she didn't expect Yang Ling to wait for her here, she was really a little shy, and she didn't know how to respond.

This can be regarded as Yang Mu's mother.

Wen Sijia hurriedly found a reason to retreat, and at the same time secretly decided in her heart that she would have more contact with Yang Ling and Wei Minfang in the future, otherwise it would be embarrassing to meet them.

Yang Ling walked to the door, looked at Wen Sijia's departing back, and then whispered to herself.

"You are a fairy, and that child is like a goddess of war in Greek mythology, you are both immortals, don't you need that demonic man to submit? In the end, I'm afraid that no one will be able to escape...... This is very good, women always have to be with the man they love, then they will be happy. ”

"Shi Niang, Shi Niang, there is more smoke coming out of the stove pit, what should I do!"

A few young ladies were chirping.

Yang Ling slapped her forehead, hurriedly turned around and went back, forgetting everything, and continuing her great cause of lighting the stove......

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