Chapter 115: Uncle Cousin
Zhengfan Shi knew whether this was the reason why Lizhi's memory was a little vague.
Zhou Yan walked forward one foot deep, one foot shallow, here is all fields, the smell of grass from the crops, made his stomach flutter again, so that he couldn't help touching the half of the vegetable bun again.
"Second brother, I just touched it, I didn't eat it!" Zhou Yiyi muttered and swallowed his saliva.
Rolling and climbing, Zhou Yiyi returned to the place where the second brother was lying.
Approximate place, Zhou Yiyi touched left and right, looked left and right, and did not find the second brother.
"Shhhhhh
He collapsed on the ground for a long time, motionless.
"Okay—" He got up, knowing that the second brother must be fine, and who knows where to get food.
He happily ran back again, this time as if the road was even more uneven.
It was getting harder and harder to walk, but he had to persevere, he couldn't stop here for the night, the night dew was too heavy, it would make people sick, sick, and for people like him, it would basically mean death.
He watched from afar.
A dark shadow in the distance, standing there.
That black shadow is not the second brother, the second brother is not that tall.
The shadow was not a good man at first glance, because he was dressed in very nice clothes, which looked like this from the shadow.
Zhou Yiyi hurriedly hid.
"Fifty, your brother is back, go and see, isn't that hiding there?" The black shadow laughed and pointed at Zhou Yan with his hand.
"Thirty-one, come out quickly! Hurry up, come and kowtow to my cousin! A person jumped out from behind the grass nest, it was Zhou Yiyi's second brother.
Zhou Yiyi hurriedly ran out of the crop field.
"Second brother——, you're okay, I thought - I thought - " Zhou Yiyi ran out of the crop field and hugged his second brother, but he couldn't say anything.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay!" Zhou Wuyi patted Zhou Yiyi's head, and then pressed him to the ground and made him kowtow. "Kowtow, call Uncle Cousin!"
But Zhou Yiyi's eyes were dark......
Uncle Cousin is the concerted heart of the watcher.
Since then, Qi Xinwei has walked the rivers and lakes with his two "cousins" of "clothing and food".
The Spators, unlike the Wanted Ones, are responsible for recruiting, assessing, and transporting new people for the General Altar and the Wanted Ones.
Of course, these things are not known to Zhou Yiyi and Zhou Wuwen.
They only know that this world is the world of thieves, and it is an unfair world - if it weren't for their cousin, the two would have starved to death.
In the eleventh year of Zheng, the Xiang Army was like a fire of hay in various places, and a wind of red turbans was rolled up in various places, and they were also called the Red Turban Army.
Han Shantong and Liu Futong are the leaders.
At this time, Zhou Wuyi was no longer called Zhou Wuyi, and his cousin renamed him Zhou Wushi, and Zhou Yiyi was no longer called Zhou Wuyi, but Zhou Shanyi. Uncle Cousin taught them to read, read, and martial arts, of course, Uncle Cousin, not their real cousin, and they have no kinship or blood relationship, but Qi Xinmei still asked them to call him Uncle Cousin.
"Wushi, mountain clothes, you should also go and break through! Now Han Shantong and Liu Futong have raised troops to create a rebellion against the Tartars, you go to join their incense army, although the world is ignorant, but the world has been suffering for a long time, you two go and do your part, but remember, don't be public, don't think about making a name for yourself, be a small soldier, ordinary, don't have more than 10 people under your command at most, don't get close to their power core, and, you must survive!! Come back at least five years later, but never more than seven years, be sure to come back. ”
The two naturally obeyed their cousin's wishes, so they threw themselves into the incense army, and they did not shy away from it, burning incense and worshiping Maitreya Buddha.
The army was very bitter, but for the two brothers, no matter how bitter they were, they were not hungry and bitter. There is no hard training for my cousin.
Between life and death, the two wandered between life and death more than ten times, but they always survived.
First, the martial arts taught by their cousin, as well as the hard training before, made them basically able to cope with such a scene.
The second is that the cousin gave them a medicine, no matter what the wound, they will heal quickly, and even if they are stabbed in the heart, they can survive.
The third is that Uncle Cousin once gave them a silver pill, and after eating it, although their bodies are no different from ordinary people on the surface, their strength is four or five times that of ordinary people, and after Uncle Cousin's training, their strength is seven or eight times that of adult strong men.
These are two excellent soldiers with integrity, who have been on the battlefield for a long time, and each of them is a nine-captain. These two people, not seeking fame, but profit, give their military exploits to their superiors or brothers, as long as they are rewarded.
That's why they're called "food and clothing"!
The years, for adults, pass in the blink of an eye, and there is no nostalgia.
In the fifth year, the two of them have already crawled out of the vicissitudes of life in the sea of bones and blood.
Zhou Wushi is forty, and Zhou Shanyi is thirty-seven, after years of fighting, these two are still so strong, unlike other veterans, who are plagued by injuries and disabilities.
"Returning, the countryside will be ruined!" The two brothers of the Zhou family said goodbye to the other brothers and set out on the way home!
"Second brother, what do you mean that my cousin won't let us marry a daughter-in-law? Let's be monks! ”
"Nonsense, when have you ever seen your cousin ask God to ask the Buddha?" Zhou Wushi shouted at Zhou Shanyi.
Zhou Wushi couldn't tolerate anyone to speak ill of his cousin, not even Zhou Shanyi.
He glared at Zhou Shanyi angrily, "If it weren't for Uncle Cousin, you and I would have been white bones on the side of the road." ”
"I didn't-" Zhou Shanyi responded loudly, "I'm just saying that my cousin is not a saint either, and it's not all right, even saints are wrong!" ”
"If you think you have a problem, you can ask your cousin! And not talking behind your back! Zhou Wushi felt that his tone was a little heavy just now.
"Brother, you always treat me as well as my cousin!" Zhou Shanyi glanced at Zhou Wushi.
Zhou Wushi was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything.
After many years, the door moss is pale and the grass is high.
When Zhou Wushi and Zhou Shanyi returned to their place, they saw that the courtyard was deserted, but fortunately, when they entered the house, the grain and rice in it were still fresh, and although the house was messy, there was no dust on the bed where my cousin had slept in it.
"Looks like Uncle Cousin is going there again!" Zhou Wushi smiled.
Zhou Wushi is talking about a kiln in the city called "Qingyi Mountain".
Where Uncle Cousin often takes them.
"It's always hard to smell the flowers of love, and the courtyard is full of grass!" Zhou Shanyi smiled.
"Let's go, our brothers, let's go have some fun and get my cousin back!" When Zhou Wushi said this, Zhou Shanyi naturally liked to hear it.
The two hit it off.
However, after arriving at "Qingyi Mountain", I didn't see my cousin.