Chapter 658: Da Sima (8)
Therefore, when I cut off all the back roads and confidently thought that knowing Jiang Dayu's character, I would definitely be able to persuade him, I lost.
There is only one life, and I have escaped several accidents, all because of the people around me who have thought about me for me.
The few times I fought against Luanlu, it was either Han or Assorted Mix, and they were secretly helping me.
And this time, if it weren't for Da Sima, I would have fallen into the hands of Jiang Dayu. When the time comes, it is difficult to say whether he will escort me back to the imperial city or execute me directly. Perhaps, I will be saved, and the soldiers who are cold in the summer and the villagers who have left the village will suffer for me.
And if I want to leave Zhaoyou and Xiaowan and them and go to the Northern Regions alone, then I must think twice.
"If you can fall from a high strength without falling and getting injured, not many people in this world will." The old man's eyes were sharp, staring at Zhao You, and he said in surprise, "You took that pill." ”
When he said that, we were all shocked.
Xiao Wuhua stood up directly, raised his hand to pull the crossbow tied to his wrist, and aimed at Da Sima.
"Senior Brother Xiao, don't do this!" I want to stop him.
Xiao Wuhua had a bad face, stared at the old man deadly, and said, "He is from Zichuan." ”
I was shocked for a moment, then shook my head and said, "This ...... That's impossible. Da Sima was a veteran of the Three Dynasties and had also trained countless generals. If he is really Zichuan's person, where can we still live to speak now?! ”
Summer Leng looked at us, glanced at the old man again, and chose to believe Xiao Wuhua.
He got up from his seat and stood behind me. When he walked around like this, although he didn't speak, he had already made his position clear.
Under our forced gaze, the old man slowly picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of herbal tea, but did not clarify.
"He is indeed from Zichuan."
Luo Heng's voice sounded from behind.
The fat doctor walked over with his hands behind his back with a complicated look on his face.
"Zichuan...... Ahem...... It turns out that the name was finally decided? The old man coughed and sighed.
At some point, the sky was covered with dark clouds.
Dark clouds obscured the clouds, and almost instantly, the sky was dark.
Heavy raindrops of beans fell in the sky, falling on the soldiers' uniforms and smashing into smaller splashes.
The large umbrella was originally used for shading, and did not block the rain, and the heavy rain seeped through the umbrella surface and dripped down.
Luo Heng already held an umbrella in his hand.
He came to the big umbrella and opened the umbrella in his hand, but said to the big Sima: "The old general is not in good health, please sit in the inn." ”
"Okay."
So, under the gaze of a few of us, the two of them walked slowly towards the inn.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked Xiao Wuhua puzzled.
Xiao Wuhua: "I'm pretty sure that he is Han's master." It was he who taught Han kung fu and military law. ”
Me: "But when you first saw him, you didn't say it. ”
Xiao Wuhua didn't explain much, and only said vaguely: "You just don't think I've a good brain, anyway, I only remember it now." ”
I looked at him suspiciously.
Xiao Wuhua said: "There are three elders in Zichuan, in addition to Li Mingtai and You Ruohai, there is also another is the military god Zhang Liao. ”
Zhang Liao is Da Sima's real name, but because he is so legendary, no one calls him by his name anymore.
"Such a person, could it really be Zichuan?"
The soldiers came running in the rain and handed us several umbrellas.
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