The 073rd respective regiments, respective battles (viii)

"Different eras, different religions, different cultures, have different or even diametrically opposed moral systems. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoI can't ignore the differences in time and space, stand on the standpoint of industrial society, and accuse the people of the Tang and Song dynasties of cheating and betraying marriage from the standpoint of industrial society, let alone curse and accuse unmarried boyfriends in the 21st century of falling in love freely from the standpoint ********of agricultural society. Therefore, I can't accuse Liu Jiujiu of being stupid and cheap, nor can I accuse you of being a scumbag, because in your hearts, everything is taken for granted justice. ”

When Ming Chengfeng said this, his tone suddenly sharpened: "However, Zhuwo Village is the territory I swear to protect, and if I allow you to stay in Zhuwo Village, you have to take the responsibility of the collision of different cultures and morals." And I believe that the productive forces determine the relations of production, and the relations of production determine the moral system. Raising the banner of free love and free marriage to overthrow the oppression of the martial arts class requires sufficient productive backing, which is not something that can be done now. Therefore, I clearly oppose Liu Jiujiu's concept of marriage, but I must acquiesce to its temporary existence, safeguard her basic interests, and award you to compensate Liu Jiujiu for the gift money equivalent to a normal marriage. Gold and silver are very cheap in your hometown (the main god space), and I believe that this will not be difficult for you. ”

Of course, it's not difficult.

Song Zhesong had hundreds of catties of gold in the mustard seed space, and when he abandoned Liu Jiujiu, he didn't mind throwing her a few catties of gold to calm her mood.

The crux of the question, who are you Ming Chengfeng, and why do you care about my business?

Song Zhesong hated Ming Chengfeng very much. If You Pingjiang or Li Yanji speak, Song Zhesong is afraid of the strength of the two reincarnators, so he will inevitably nod his head and do what he wants. However, Ming Chengfeng, heh, when he first came to the plot plane, he woke up later than Song Zhesong, and he was obviously weaker than Song Zhesong, so why did he sentence Song Zhesong to compensate. Song Zhesong looked down on Ming Chengfeng and snorted coldly with disdain: "Roll the calf, Lao Tzu's affairs, it's not your turn to care." ”

Ming Chengfeng took a breath: "Are you unwilling to compensate?" ”

Song Zhesong became more and more impatient, and directly scolded and said, "Compensate Nima." ”

Ming Chengfeng picked up the hammer of punishment exchanged by the main god space and pointed at Song Zhesong: "All kinds of Zhuwo Village are my ideas and my way, and if you challenge the order of Zhuwo Village, you are provoking my way." The truth is only within the range of the cannon, and since the words don't make sense, let's fight it out by force. ”

Song Zhesong took out a short knife from the mustard seed space to fight: "Long wind, I've put up with you for a long time." ”

You Pingjiang, Li Yanji and other reincarnators hurriedly dissuaded, saying that everyone is teammates, so why bother to work hard for the natives of the plot plane. However, Ming Chengfeng firmly maintained his rule in Zhuwo Village, and Song Zhesong refused to bow his head even though he believed that he was a high cultivator, and did not listen to the persuasion of his temporary teammates. At the same time, the temporary squad is a temporary squad after all, and everyone is not familiar with each other, except for the verbal persuasion, no one is willing to really get involved in the dispute between the two for no reason.

Infighting in the temporary third squad is inevitable.

There are thousands of ways to strengthen the main god space, although Song Zhesong felt that Ming Chengfeng was weak, he didn't dare to underestimate it too much, and pulled out his sword and put on a defensive formation.

Here's a bit of background. Scientific research and development in normal countries often have ethical concerns and are unable to study the human self in a timely and rapid manner. Only the same self life that unites with me, has the same belief as Wu Wei, ignores all kinds of moral theory risks, and after the one-time upload of the black-box wisdom overall organization, it has advanced the data structure of intelligent thinking in vivo experiments, and arbitrarily disassembled and combined the spiritual pillars of human self-existence, and gradually derived countless miracles. Today, Wu Wei and our alliance have been able to easily isolate the target memory of the memory, that is, a memory can be freely extracted from A's memory data, and then uploaded to the memory data overlaid by B. That is to say, if this memory is a martial arts experience, then transplant this memory to the reincarnation, and the reincarnation will instantly learn countless martial arts knowledge. The martial arts of the martial arts world, as well as the combat skills of other plot worlds, can be instantly strengthened to the reincarnation in this way.

Song Zhesong didn't know martial arts in the earth plane, if he was still the physical fitness of the earth plane, he wouldn't even be able to beat Liu Jiujiu's father, Liu Laoshi. However, through the instantaneous enhancement of memory editing, Song Zhesong mastered quite exquisite knife techniques. This is also Song Zhesong's confidence in daring to compete with Ming Chengfeng.

Ming Chengfeng will not underestimate Song Zhesong.

Ming Chengfeng held the hammer of punishment in one hand and continued to expound his philosophy: "I have never been in favor of fighting alone, and the cannon of truth is by no means the pursuit of one-shot results. I don't fight with you alone, whether you ridicule me for being cowardly or not, I call my helpers to beat you together. ”

Song Zhesong's face trembled, and he squinted at the seven reincarnators next to him: "Hehe, no wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out that you have found a helper." ”

Ming Chengfeng took the initiative to appease Song Zhesong: "Don't be afraid, the helper I am looking for is not a reincarnation, but Liu Jiujiu's father and the villagers of Zhuwo Village." You ruthlessly hurt Liu Laoshi's feelings, so he will take revenge personally. ”

Song Zhesong was stunned, pointed to Liu Laoshi, who was squatting on the ground, and laughed: "Find his helper, haha, look for it, just don't blame me for abusing vegetables." Hahaha, Ming Chengfeng, you'd better see if he has the courage to stand in front of me. ”

Ming Chengfeng took an iron-wrapped bamboo gun and handed it to Liu Laoshi: "The murderer who bullied your daughter is standing there, Liu Laoshi, do you dare to pick up a bamboo gun and stab him?" ”

Liu was at a loss.

If it is said that Liu Jiujiu was chased at the beginning, Liu Laoshi still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that things would make a big fuss to the reincarnation, and public opinion forced Song Zhesong to agree to marry Liu Jiujiu as a concubine; However, after listening to Song Zhesong's arrogant and ruthless words, Liu Laoshi had long been discouraged and desperate, angry at how Liu Jiujiu was so unangry, and resentful of how his family was unlucky and unladylike. Liu Laoshi hated Song Zhesong's hateful joints turned white, and his liver and gallbladder were cracked with anger, but there was never a trace of revenge and resistance in his heart. The reason is very simple, Song Zhesong is a martial artist, the martial artist is invulnerable, and he was bullied by the martial artist, and he can only blame himself for his bad luck.

Liu Laoshi didn't dare to resist, and he didn't dare to take the iron bamboo gun.

Liu Honest's cowardice was expected by Ming Chengfeng. Ming Chengfeng did not complain at length, and emphasized his tone step by step, almost threatening to remind Liu Laoshi: "When I announced the military control of Zhuwo Village, I emphasized a hundred times that since you have chosen to fight, you can no longer retreat. Liu Laoshi, you are not a loose farmer now, but a soldier who swore an oath to bravely face the bandits, and you are the militia chief of Zhuwo Village. Military law is ruthless, retreating on the battlefield is to kill the head. Liu Laoshi, do you want to be beheaded by military law? ”

Liu Laoshi knelt on the ground with a puff and cried: "Lord Ming, I Liu Laoshi thank you for your kindness." But this matter is Jiu'er's blindness, no wonder, it's not worth it, Lord Ming, you can redress her grievances, forget it. ”

Ming Chengfeng shook his head: "Liu Laoshi, I am not avenging your grievances, but maintaining the new system of Zhuwo Village." I am not asking for your opinion now as a person involved, but as a militia to recruit you to fight. Liu Laoshi, within a stick of incense, pick up the bamboo gun, summon your ten-man team, and fight with me. ”

Liu Laoshi still didn't dare, knelt on the ground and wept, begging Ming Chengfeng to let him go: "Please, Lord Ming, this matter will be forgotten." ”

Ming Chengfeng's tone became stern: "Liu Laoshi, you should know that I am usually kind and kind, but when it comes to military law, there is absolutely no possibility of favoritism." These days of military training, who should be whipped less, and who should be confined and confined less? There is a way to be merciful and not to be in charge of the army, and the military law that has been clearly stipulated will never allow you to refuse privately. Liu Laoshi, do you want to be the first deserter to be executed in Zhuwo Village? ”

The villagers present changed color one after another, and the existing experience showed that whenever Ming Chengfeng's voice was so harsh, someone should be punished. Liu Jiujiu was a bystander, and he couldn't care about crying and crying, and trotted to Liu Laoshi: "Lord Ming, it's all the people's daughter's fault, you spare my father." ”

Ming Chengfeng's tone became more and more severe: "Military law is ruthless, how can you say that you will be spared." Liu Laoshi, give you half an hour, choose. Is it possible to die of injuries in battle, or is it a hammer that I consider a deserter? ”

Liu Laoshi is not left or right, looking back on Ming Chengfeng's style of doing what he says these days, he knows that if he continues to kowtow and plead, he will be ruthlessly beaten to death by Ming Chengfeng nine times out of ten. Ming Chengfeng was certainly amiable when he helped the villagers cut wheat and harvest grain, but when he was training, he had always been unable to be accommodating, and he was rigid to a terrible level. Liu Laoshi didn't dare to gamble on Wu Wei's kindness, and picked up the iron-wrapped bamboo gun with a shudder.

Ming Chengfeng's tone was slightly calmer: "Okay, Liu Laoshi, go and gather your team of ten." ”

When the Liu Jiujiu incident became more and more noisy, the vast majority of villagers in Zhuwo Village got up in the middle of the night to watch the excitement. Seeing with his own eyes the severity of Ming Chengfeng forcing Liu Laoshi to pick up the iron-wrapped bamboo gun, the nine villagers who were incorporated into Liu Laoshi's ten-person team, although their chests were full of depression, had to come honestly and quickly, carrying the spears and forming a line.

500 guns a day, learn to stab in a year; Dancing guns in December, two years know how to stop; After three years of hard work, I dared to fight life and death with others. This spear and spear seem to be a simple thorn, and it is also dozens of months of hard work inside. The ten villagers held their spears, and the shelves were quite neat, but the strength and steadiness of holding the spears, the amplitude and strength of the stabs, the cooperation and coordination between each other, and so on, were all 108,000 miles away from the real pikemen. The villagers also know their own marksmanship, although they are afraid of military law and barely stand in a column, they are all afraid of trembling and holding the gun unsteadily, and their combat effectiveness can be imagined.

Only Ming Chengfeng is high-spirited.

Ming Chengfeng has accumulated a lot of plot points, and when he was practicing in the first-order martial arts plane, he had accumulated nearly 20,000 plot points because he had completed several key tasks in the footsteps of Wu Wei. The reason why he woke up late when he came to the plot world seems to be weaker than Zhou Yu and Song Zhesong is because he is keen on teamwork, and most of the plot points have invested in group gain aura.