Looking at the surging ice worms, Iron Slag stood up without hesitation with You Ge in his arms, his back muscles tightened, and four bone spurs suddenly broke out of his clothes and opened into translucent membranous wings.

"Buzz ......"

Just as the ice insect swarm rushed more than ten meters away, the iron slag swung its membranous wings with all its might, and soared into the air in the high-frequency vibration sound, flying into the air.

The ice worms below lost their target and stopped, raising their mouthparts and hissing in the sky. Flying to a certain height, the iron slag pulled out a large revolver and blasted over.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The five-law burst bullet in response, shattering the translucent insect shell, exploding in the white flesh and blood, and hitting the ice worms on the ground to scream.

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After firing five bullets, Tie Slag held You Ge with one hand, bit open the bomb bay with the other, and then knocked it with his chin, and the bomb bay suddenly "smack", turned rapidly, and threw out the hot bullet casings one after another. Immediately afterward, I saw him quickly pull out the bullet from the cartridge belt and push it into the bomb bay with one hand.

In the blink of an eye, the iron slag turned the bullet, and finally shook it casually, and the bomb bay "clicked" and returned to its original position.

In the next second, Merlin's revolver roared again.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

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The bombardment made a mess of ice worms, tangling around each other, trying to avoid the threat from the sky. Seeing this, the iron slag immediately agitated the membranous wings, and with a "buzzing ......", swooped down.

As he approached the swarm of ice worms, he suddenly waved his hand and threw two fragmentation grenades, which simultaneously crossed an arc and soared into the sky, like a bomber diving and dropping bombs.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

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In an instant, the firelight, explosions, and wails were chaotic, and the swarm of ice insects was blown to pieces, and the sharp arthrops fell to the ground.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, the sound wave of the explosion caused a large area of avalanche, and the snow on the top of the mountain rolled up a huge wave, surging down, washing away the chaotic ice insect swarm, and buried it in an instant.

After a few seconds, the avalanche ended, and the whole world was silent again, and there was no more movement.

The iron slag was about to land, but in the blink of an eye, he found that a large piece of metallic luster reflected on the top of the mountain after the avalanche. He immediately flew over and hovered above to take a closer look. After a short while, he came to the conclusion that it was the side of a flying machine.

After discovering the target, Iron Slag did not rush to check it, but flew to a large raised rock nearby, and after making sure that there was no danger around, he put You Ge down, flew to another place, shed his membranous wings, and buried himself in the snow. Then he climbed up the stone, picked up You Ge and leaned against the stone wall, and rested with half-squinted eyes.

At the same time, in Qinjia Village, more than 100 kilometers away from them, Qin Ke'er was packing her clothes in the house, while her friend Mu Qianhe was whispering comfort next to her.

"Ke'er, don't be impulsive~" "He hit me!" "No matter what you say, he also cares about you, the old man is in a hurry, you should be more considerate." "He hit me!" "How can the father and daughter have a night feud~" "He beat me!" "You don't think about your father, you also think about the iron slag, he hasn't come back yet." "Let's leave him a message, and we'll say we're waiting for him at the Temple of Fire Horn." "Oops~"

"Qianhe ......" Qin Ke'er stopped his movements, looked at his friend, and said seriously, "He thinks I have lost his face, for a Far Easterner, what is more important than face?" I'm only going to embarrass him if I stay here......"

Mu Qianhe was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Okay......"

Since ancient times, Far Easterners have attached great importance to "face", and losing face can be said to be the biggest taboo for Far Easterners.

What is face?

When it comes to the face of the Far Easterners, we have to talk about the "glory" of the glorious vein.

Although on the surface, "face" and "glory" are very similar, in reality, there is an essential difference between the two.

Glory is directed to the heart, responsible only for one's own soul, and face is just a mask that is worn on the face and shown to others.

There is a story in the Far East called "Wu Song Fights the Tiger". It is said that a man named Wu Song, in a drunken situation, in order to show his toughness, recklessly went up the mountain, and as a result, he encountered a tiger. Although he killed the tiger under unfavorable circumstances, it was for the sake of face, as his motive was to "show himself as a mask of a warrior." ”

But in fact, when he encountered the tiger, he had thoughts of regret.

What is glory?

Glory is that Wu Song heard that there was a tiger on Jingyang Gang, and organized a militia to eliminate harm for the people, so as to win the respect of the people. Instead of getting drunk, not listening to the good intentions of the shopkeeper, and going up the mountain recklessly when you are not sure that you can win the tiger. If Wu Song could consider the possibility of danger and choose to go to bed after drinking, and then go to Jingyanggang after waking up, this would be glory, because he could face his own shortcomings rationally and not value the reputation of hypocrisy.

There is a sarcastic saying in the Far East, called "making a frame and erecting an archway", which is also a reflection of the opposite face. The bitch is real, the torii is the face, and if others don't know her past, she can become a virgin with peace of mind. And the glory is "the old lady is a bitch, selling meat for money, not stealing or robbing, peace of mind, you don't want to come to consume, but don't pretend to be a moral saint, it's really disgusting that you can't eat." ”

If a northern remnant is defeated, he will usually confess: "I was beaten half to death by him, he is so powerful, I will take a detour when I see it later." "They will write their true thoughts on their faces, put on a gesture of subjugation, and will not feel that admitting defeat is a dishonorable act.

And a Far Easterner, defeated, usually says: "He attacked by surprise!" "Even if the Far Easterners lose, they will hold on and put on a victor's posture. Even if you do the things of the vanquished, you will not admit it on your mouth, this is face.

However, facts are facts, and the victor is the victor and the loser is the loser, whether to admit it or not. Winning is winning, losing is losing, and no matter what you say, you can't change the ironclad facts.

The sense of glory of the glorious temple tradition is to face the heart and move forward. Back then, those Far Easterners who joined the glorious vein brought this sense of glory back to the Far East. They are open-minded, sincere, and open-minded.

However......

In the Far East, the cost of one person to slander another is low, but the effect is good. Even if the matter is revealed, the slandering party will rarely pay the price for it, so it is almost the norm for Far Easterners to slander and accuse each other. Because of this, true statements may not be accepted, and even if they are, they may not last long.

But among the remnants of the North, one must stake all his glory if he wants to accuse another.

Therefore, once the accused party is unable to prove itself, it must bear the loss of honor caused by this accusation; On the other hand, if the accused proves his innocence, the accuser will have to pay an unimaginably heavy price. From then on, the slanderer will be branded as a "traitor", and he will not be able to get rid of it until the moment of death, and even affect the reputation of the entire family.

"Traitors" are almost the highest disgrace among the remnants of the North, even worse than murder. Because in the traditional values of the remnants of the north, glory is more important than life, and slandering a person will make him lose his glory. Most of the time, ruining the other person's glory is heavier than ending the other person's life.

You must know that the word "slander" is the great enemy of unity.

Therefore, if there is hatred among the remnants of the north, they would rather fight with knives than slander others without any basis.

In the glorious faith, slander is the dirtiest thing in the world, the existence they hate the most, the evil that must be crushed. Interestingly, the glorious standard of glory comes from the "spirit of the warrior" of the Far East. It was the wandering monks of those years who brought this spirit to the ice field and continued.

In the ancient period of the Far East, there were many stories of scholars, and the wandering monks of that year were not proficient in learning and art, so they only brought three short stories.

The first short story is called "Tian Heng Five Hundred Scholars".

A long, long time ago, there was a man named Tian Heng, who was the old royal family of the late Qin Qi Kingdom. After Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rebelled against Qin, heroes from all over the world responded, and Tian Heng's family was also one of the troops to resist Qin.

After Han Gaozu eliminated the heroes and unified the world, Tian Heng and his 500 subordinates were still trapped on an isolated island, unwilling to surrender. Han Gaozu heard that Tian Heng was very popular, and he was worried about the trouble in the future, so he issued an edict saying: "If Tian Heng comes to surrender, you can make him a prince, and if he doesn't come, send troops to kill all the people on the island." ”

In order to save the lives of 500 people on the island, Tian Heng took two of his subordinates and left the island and marched towards the capital of Han Gaozu. But when he arrived thirty miles away from the capital, Tian Heng actually killed himself with a knife, and before he died, two subordinates who accompanied him took his head to see Han Gaozu, expressing that he was unwilling to accept the humiliation of surrender, but also saved the lives of 500 people on the island.

Han Gaozu was greatly admired, buried him with royal rites, and made those two subordinates lieutenants, but those two subordinates also committed suicide in Tian Heng's tomb when they buried Tian Heng. Han Gaozu sent people to recruit 500 people on the island, but when they heard Tian Heng kill himself, they fell into the sea and died. Later, the historian Sima Qian wrote with emotion: "Tian Hengzhi's high festival, the guests died from Heng, isn't it the most virtuous!" ”

Those who are loyal to the liver and courage, unswerving until death, and regard loyalty and righteousness as life, are scholars!

The second short story is called "Meng Weijun in Xue".

Once upon a time, there was a man named Meng Weijun, when he was in Xue County, he once invited guests from various vassal states and people who fled from crime, and gave them rich treatment, so that the wise men of the world were yearning for it.

His diners numbered in the thousands, and they were treated the same regardless of whether they were high or low. Once, Meng Weijun entertained a guest for dinner, because the meal was very simple, so one of the guests was very annoyed, he thought that the food he ate was different from others, and he was discriminated against, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks and wanted to say goodbye. Meng Weijun immediately stood up, personally brought his own food to him, and slowly put it down, compared with his.

Looking at the same meal, the guest suddenly felt so ashamed that he drew his knife on the spot and killed himself.

Those who face mistakes, have the courage to take responsibility, and regard glory as their life are scholars!

The third short story is called "The Tomb of the Three Kings".

The cadres of the Chu State, Mo Ye and his wife, cast a sword for the king of Chu, and it took three years to cast it. The king of Chu was furious and wanted to kill him.

The sword was cast with both male and female handles, and the general's wife, Mo Xie, was pregnant and about to give birth, so he said to his wife, "I forged the sword for the king, and it took three years to forge it." The king is angry, and I will send the sword, and the king will surely kill me. If you give birth to a child, if it were a boy, when he is an adult, tell him, 'Go out and look at the South Mountain, the pine tree grows on the stone, and the sword is on the back of the pine tree.'" ”

Subsequently, the cadre took the female sword to meet the king of Chu. The king of Chu lost his temper and sent someone to inspect the sword brought by the cadre. There are two swords, one male and one female, but the cadre Mo Ye only brought the female sword, but the male sword did not brought. The king of Chu was furious and killed the general.

When Chi grew up, he asked his mother, "Where is my father?" ”

His mother told him what had happened to him and what he had said at the time of parting. So, when he went out and looked south, he could not see the mountain, but only saw the pine house pillars in front of the hall standing on the stone. Chi cut the back of the pine pillar with an axe, got the sword, and thought day and night about avenging his father against the king of Chu.

Soon after, the king of Chu dreamed of a young man with a wide forehead, saying that he wanted to seek revenge on him. When the king of Chu woke up, he felt very frightened, so he offered a reward of thousands of gold to arrest the young man.

When Chi heard the news, he fled and fled into the mountains, crying as he went.

"Why are you crying so sadly at such a young age?" A tourist happened to be passing by and asked curiously.

"I am the son of a cadre and Mo Ye, the king of Chu killed my father, and I want to avenge him." Red replied.

"I heard that the king of Chu is offering a thousand gold rewards to get your head. Bring your head and sword, and I will take revenge on your behalf to the king of Chu. Said the tourist.

"Good!"

Chi nodded his head, immediately committed suicide with a horizontal sword, cut off his head, and sent it to the tourists with his head and sword in both hands, and his body stood upright.

"I won't let you down." After the tourist finished speaking, Chi's body fell.

The tourist took the red head to see the king of Chu, and the king of Chu was very happy.

"This is the head of a warrior, and it should be boiled in a hot wok." Tourist suggests. So the king of Chu cooked his head according to his words, but it was not cooked after three days and three nights. His head was still jumping up from the boiling water, his eyes widening and he looked angry.

"This young man's head is not rotten, I hope that the king will come to the wok to watch it himself, and this head will definitely be boiled." Tourists are advised again.

The king of Chu believed him and went to the wok to watch. At this moment, the tourist suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the head of the king of Chu. In an instant, the head of the King of Chu fell into the boiling water with the sword momentum. Immediately afterwards, the tourist killed himself with a sword and fell his head into the boiling water.

In the end, the three heads are boiled together. Unable to identify them, they had to separate the rotten flesh from the boiling water and bury them with three heads. In order to commemorate the persistence of Chi, the nobility of tourists, and the majesty of the king, from then on, people called this tomb the Tomb of the Three Kings.

Those who treat people sincerely, keep their promises, and regard faith and righteousness as their lives are scholars!

The spirit of the scholar is the treasure forgotten by the Far Easterners in the long river of history, far surpassing the original civilization of the western continent and the central continent.

For thousands of years, if the people of the Far East can remember the glory of their ancestors, they have already stood at the top of the world.