"Master, the deal on the other side is done!"

At the entrance of the Private's Hall,

The young man fiddled with a few silver knives in his hand, looking at the Shangbing Building where people were coming and going across the road, after Li Wenchen entered, it didn't take long for him to continue to return to the door and smoke, it seemed that he was in a good mood.

"Weapons have spirits, rather than buying and selling, it is better to rely on fate."

Fan Liang touched the young man's head with a smile.

"Xiaobai, maybe you can inherit your mother's knife in the future."

"But...... Uncle Li on the other side said that the knife was a demon knife. The young man shook his head and said to Fan Liang.

Fan Liang's hand on top of the young man's head suddenly froze,

The face is a little ugly,

But facing the pure gaze in the young man's eyes, he had to sigh heavily and said helplessly: "Your Uncle Li has a grudge against his father, and you still don't believe all the words." ”

yes

The boy is not only Fan Liang's apprentice, but also his own son. After the death of his mother in an accident, the boy changed his name and took the surname of his parents as "Fan Bai".

"Uncle Lee is a good man." Fan Bai said stubbornly.

"Yes, yes, of course Dad knows that Uncle Li is a good person." Fan Liang smiled: "But no one said that good people must be right." ”

"I haven't swept your mother's grave this month, so pack up and leave after dinner."

"Hmm."

Fan Bai hummed and nodded obediently.

Across the road,

Li Wenchen was still smoking a dry cigarette without a mouthful, watching an old man and a young man in front of the steps of the opposite shop walk into the house holding hands, the wrist holding the cigarette stick trembled slightly a few times, froze in mid-air, two puffs of smoke erupted from his nose, and after a few seconds, he wanted to put the cigarette holder in his mouth again, but after thinking about it, he still sighed, knocked the cigarette bag and pot on the mahogany pillar a few times, and turned back to the house.

......

Linze Research Institute,

Yuan Qing took two apprentices to sit around the low table, sipping tea, on the steaming stove, the teapot lid gurgling, and the three people at the four corners of the low table were enjoying a moment of peace.

"That's true, Senior Brother doesn't know what to bring when he comes back from the Shura battlefield this time." Tong Chengcheng tied up his hair, sat on the kang and complained: "I remember that I used to bring me some military specialties or something, I haven't seen the bell bone flute for a long time." ”

"It's not a child anymore, it's all for children." Zhao Ruochen glanced at Tong Chengcheng and said with disdain: "You........ It's over twenty. ”

The bell flute is a unique toy on the border of the Shura Battlefield, and is generally used to pass the time for underage children near Dawn City. There is a very low-realm monster on the battlefield of Shura, called "Ringing".

It looks like a snake and has a gray appearance, and when it moves, it produces a sharp and piercing ringing ring, which does not have much effect on people. Ringbells often haunt the grass of the battlefield in groups, which causes many soldiers on the human side to be exposed during ambushes.

So in many cases, humans will drive or kill the bell in the area before they ambush. After a long time, everyone found that there was a long jade-like bone at the tail of the bell, with some small holes in it, and there would be a sound when the air flow passed.

After the coccyx was raised separately, and after processing, the border soldiers were given a bell flute, and then there was an additional thing on the toy to pass the time in the army.

These things are all for children to play with, when Tong Chengcheng was still a loli, Zhao Ruochen once brought one back.

It's just a small talk at the moment,

If you really want to talk about it, Tong Chengcheng's joy for Zhao Ruochen's safe return is definitely not half a point less than Yuan Qing.

"Don't mess around." Yuan Qing also said to Zhao Ruochen as in the past. But many years ago, he could have hit this kid in the head, and now, he's just banging on the table as a warning. Yuan Qing, the master, has always been a woman over a man, a young man, scolding two sentences and beating twice, it is not in the way.

The little girl can't do it, what if it breaks.

Look, my family Cheng Cheng Chang is not very good-looking.

"Master, during the time I left, the academy didn't make trouble with Linze." Zhao Ruochen picked up a piece of osmanthus cake from the table and threw it into his mouth, although the senior brother's appearance was cold, but he liked to eat sweets since he was a child.

This can't be stopped.

"No, no." Yuan Qing hurriedly waved his hand and said, "What are they doing when they come to me as a bad old man, I can't continue to conduct high-intensity research." ”

He didn't dare to say anything in front of Zhao Ruochen, although this kid had already passed puberty, no one dared to guarantee that Zhao Ruochen would return to youth again. When Yuan Qing's experiment failed, several teams of academy teachers and students came to denounce him, but they were all seriously injured by Zhao Ruochen.

"The shadow has run out." Tong Chengcheng interjected.

Suddenly

Several people in the room closed their mouths and stopped talking.

Tong Chengcheng also seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly stuck out his tongue, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and stopped talking.

"Ruochen, why don't you tell me what you encountered on the battlefield of Shura." Yuan Qing lifted the teapot from the stove and poured tea for the two of them, and suddenly smoke rose again in the house.

A ray of sunlight from the window moved imperceptibly between the conversations of several people, and the light ran from east to west, and the light was about to leave the room, and the room was about to fall into darkness. Tong Chengcheng got up and wanted to turn on the light, but Zhao Ruochen stretched out his hand to stop her and motioned for her to sit down.

then

Zhao Ruochen stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air with his hand, as if grabbing a handful of water, the light suddenly stopped in the room, and no matter how the light outside the room moved, the light in the room also stayed at half a minute above the heads of the three people, illuminating the desktop.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there really is a ......" Zhao Ruochen thought about it, drank all the tea in the cup, and said slowly.

It is not for nothing that the Shura Battlefield is called a meat grinder, and it is the place where humans and foreign creatures have the most frequent contact and the most fierce battles. Every inch of land is made of the flesh and blood of those who came before you, and it is no exaggeration to say that when you step into the Shura battlefield, you have already stepped on the bones of at least three people under your feet.

Between the smoke,

Zhao Ruochen gradually said one thing he encountered when he went to the battlefield this time.

Two days before returning to the human realm, the team led by Zhao Ruochen was still rushing to kill the enemy in the center of the Shura battlefield, and at this moment, everyone was close to the limit and was on the way home.

In order to take care of the physical condition of the team members, several people found a cave to rest at the last moment of the night, and it was not difficult to find a place to shelter from the wind in the stone mountain full of yellow sand.

Zhao Ruochen took advantage of the time when the team members were lighting a fire and observed the surroundings.

Just as he climbed a dirt slope and wanted to take a closer look at the distant scene, a scene made his scalp tingle.

In the distant wilderness were littered with the corpses of various creatures,

moreover

seem

are all looking at themselves!