Chapter 11 The Song of the Qi Family

Tan Jianguo took a step forward and looked at the two female students, "General Chen, these two Diao Min, you let people watch them for the time being." Now that the Han family is withered, ten rooms and nine empty, you can't kill people anymore. Afterwards, these two people can be assigned to the quartermaster department to cook some meals, or do some delicate work, which is good. ”

Chen Xiangjie took his hand away from the handle of the knife, "It's still Tan Xianggong who thinks about it thoroughly." Where is the left and right? ”

Suddenly from the four walls, they all responded: "Yes! ”

"Take these two down and go pull the cart!"

"Never, never, never." Tan Jianguo really has a headache, two girls go to pull the train, so is there still life? But if you want to think of other ways, you don't have that kind of quick wit, "General, you ......"

"Huh?" Chen Xiangjie glanced at Tan Jianguo, and suddenly laughed, "Tan Xianggong, I understand." ”

Chen Xiangjie said viciously to the two girls: "The talent show is in a hurry, there are no women around, you two, from today onwards, you will serve the talent well." ”

The two girls resignedly, "Yes." ”

"Hahahaha." Chen Xiangjie laughed and said, "Are you still satisfied?" ”

Tan Jianguo: "......"

Although Jiang Xinjie is not from Hunan, she can understand Xiangtan dialect, Xiangxiang dialect, and Changsha dialect, although she still doesn't understand what happened, but she also knows a rough idea. Hearing what he said just now, he looked at Tan Jianguo's eyes a little strangely......

Chen Xiangjie looked at the students lying on the floor, and asked Tan Jianguo, "Master Xiucai, are all your students here?" ”

"That's right." Tan Jianguo said, "The back...... There was also a friend of mine lying in the room, who was also Xiucai. ”

Chen Xiangjie glanced at the back compartment and was shocked, "What kind of talent...... That's a man's ......."

Tan Jianguo simply stopped talking, you are a ghost, you can see it better than me.

"Don't you dare to disturb the old man's peaceful sleep." Chen Xiangjie didn't go to the back carriage, sat on the iron carriage on the spot, looking at the mountains, rivers and grass that flashed outside, "A few of you can sleep, there is a certain one, but you can be safe." ”

Tan Jianguo looked at Chen Xiangjie's back, and suddenly felt very reliable, of course, this is just an indescribable feeling.

Actually, I probably can't sleep.

Tan Jianguo said to the others: "Whether you can sleep or not, lie down first." The rest, we'll talk about it at dawn. ”

Several people clearly received Tan Jianguo's signal, and fell to the ground and pretended to sleep.

Tan Jianguo also made a gesture to sleep.

"Tan Xianggong, are you going to rest?"

"Oh? What's wrong? ”

"That's it, you're in peace."

Tan Jianguo thought about lying here, did he open his eyes or close his eyes? It's not comfortable to open your eyes, and it's even less comfortable to close your eyes.

It's better to chat with this Ming Dynasty ghost.

Tan Jianguo got up and sat down next to Chen Xiangjie generously, "General Chen, it seems that you have something on your mind?" ”

Chen Xiangjie sighed: "Wufu's heart is a state affair, and the state affair is too heavy, so don't talk about it." ”

Tan Jianguo remembered that when he was a child, which one didn't want to be a soldier? Why do you want to be a soldier, it's not that the situation is unstable? Isn't it a national hatred and a family feud?

In this case, he has a common language with this Chen Xiangjie.

But it is related to it, and it can't help but be silent.

"The one I admire the most is the reader." Chen Xiangjie suddenly said, "When I was a child, I had the opportunity to study. But a certain stupidity can only buy a small flag. Later, a certain life was a small flag. Because of some stupidity. ”

Tan Jianguo knew that the ancient people spoke very tactfully, and he said that the affairs of martial arts are state affairs, and it is inconvenient to say them. I just want to tell you that what I'm going to say has nothing to do with state affairs, it's just my personal opinion, so you can listen to it as a joke.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's that he is about to say it.

Chen Xiangjie's voice seemed to be a little choked: "A certain stupidity...... I don't understand...... I really can't read it...... I can't understand Zuo Gong, and I can't understand the 100,000 ...... in Liaodong."

In the end, Chen Xiangjie completely cried.

"I don't understand...... I don't understand...... Stupid ......"

"All of us are united, and the mountains can be shaken.

Only loyal and righteous, angry bullfighting.

The Lord will kiss me better than my parents.

Committing military law is not free.

The order is clear, and the reward and punishment letter is written.

Go to the water and fire, dare to stay late!

Report to the Son of Heaven and save the head of Qian.

Kill all the slaves and find a marquis. ”

Outside the car, I don't know when, the battle song of the Qi family army sounded again.

After the Qi family army was wiped out in Liaodong, only the war song was handed down, and later it has been circulated in the Ming Dynasty, which is a kind of spiritual transmission.

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"Ah......h

Tan Jianguo rubbed his head, struggled to get up from the bottom of the iron sheet, looked around blankly, and saw several people standing at the door of the carriage, unable to see their faces clearly, but blocking the sunlight.

"What time is it?" Tan Jianguo shook his head, as if remembering last night's bizarre encounter, "Eh? What about Chen Xiangjie? ”

Tan Jianguo turned around and saw Zhou Kailu and the others looking at him strangely.

"And then." A pure Loudi accent sounded.

Something smashed on Tan Jianguo's head.

Tan Jianguo picked up the thing in a daze and looked at it, wasn't it his lost grub?

It's already half short, but it's half there, could it be that this thing was burning last night?

"Are you feeling better?" The guy blocking the sun squatted down, but it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy dressed as a Gelao clan.

The costume of the Gelao tribe is very simple, with a cyan headband, a pipa placket, and wide trousers.

The boy had three more things on his body, a handful made in Hanyang, a thin rope hanging from his wrist, and a blanket on his left shoulder.

There are four drawings on the blanket.

One of the most eye-catching paintings is a man standing upside down on an altar.

The other three paintings couldn't make out any of the ten things.

These four pictures are very weird, and they look like some kind of religious totems.

Could it be that this is what Jiang Xinjie said about the Meishan Sect?

At this time, a dog came around, sniffed Tan Jianguo's body, and walked away wagging its tail.

Wolf Dog ......

Savior is coming?

Tan Jianguo was just about to speak, but he felt that as long as he shook it, his whole head was in pain!

"Shhh...... This Xiaodao, could it be that he is a descendant of the Meishan Sect? Tan Jianguo asked strugglingly.

Since he learned to speak from the ancients last night, he still can't come back to his senses.

The boy took the night's dark potion from behind and said, "Drink it." ”

Tan Jianguo didn't dare to drink these indigenous things at will, and said with a dry smile: "Immortal, let's solve the ghost curse for me first, I ...... last night."

"I know you're worried." The young man said in a loud voice, "But you just have a fever, drink it." ”

Tan Jianguo turned to look at Zhou Kailu.

Zhou Kailu nodded, "Yes, you have a fever." Drink it with confidence. ”

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