Battle of Jinzhou......

Qi Wufu's heart rippled, and the middle-aged Taoist had a gentle smile, which was the habitual expression when he ushered in.

But he looked at the young Daoist with compassion and complexity in his eyes, and it seemed that he had guessed something from Qi Wufu's mood fluctuations, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and said, "Anyway, the little Daoist made a big deal for my Dao Alliance today, and also solved the problem that has been backlogged for us for so long." ”

"It's time to add a head."

"Rice dealers all say that there is no business without a tip, and there is no business without a tip."

"We are a Dao Alliance, and we can be regarded as half a business alliance, so it should be."

When he went to pick up the notebook and came back, Qi Wufu had already restrained the agitated emotions in his heart, at least on the surface, he felt that he had converged, and just said: "Poor Dao wants to ask Dao Meng to check a matter, I don't know how many Dao Alliance trading points are needed?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist said gently: "What's the matter?" ”

Qi Wufu was silent for a while, and said: "I have a gentleman, lost in Jinzhou, when I saw him enter the demon country, there was the banner of the Mingzhen Dao Alliance in that crack, since the Dao Alliance has countless living people, I want to ask...... Is it possible to find my gentleman? What he wanted to ask was that the Mingzhen Dao Alliance had saved so many people, so among these people, was there also a gentleman?

The middle-aged Taoist nodded, "...... It's not a big deal, and Daomeng will deal with it. ”

"I'll tell you about the Dao Alliance."

"We have our own directory, we can check it for you, as for how much it will cost."

The middle-aged man handed the file in his hand to Qi Wufu and said, "No need. ”

"Just as the Alliance Leader said."

"Merchants also have morality, if they are not cultivators of the ruthless avenue, how can everything be judged by money?"

"Dao Chief, if he has news in the future, I will pass it on to the Dao League's waist card with a secret method, and then you can get the news when you go to any of my Dao League's thirteen places in Kyushu."

…………………………

There is a village and town outside the capital city of Zhongzhou, and there is a family in the village, and there is a person who is disgusted by the whole village.

It's not just his appearance that is disgusting-

Of course, there is some reason for that.

It looks like a piece of my face has been gnawed!

Ugly! Ugly and terrifying, and not smiling, a pair of eyes like iron, people say, when he laughs, it will definitely be more terrifying, the muscles and bones on his face are stirring, like a monster, in addition to ugliness, there is another point, that is, he is a man with a broken leg.

Both legs were broken.

When walking, he moves with his hands on the ground.

But his arms were very strong and powerful.

So it looks more like a monster.

Of course, this is just a child's statement, adults don't judge people by their appearance, at least they say so, they hate this man only because he is a heavy drinker, everything in the house is replaced by wine, and every day when he wakes up, he puts himself on a plank with his arms propped up, and drags himself forward with his arms forward.

Changed the wine.

The most bitter, turbid, and cheapest wine, drunk from morning to evening, when hungry, casually cook some half-cooked meals, and then swallow it, as long as you don't die, because today's sages promulgate the "Dengji Deyin", so for these lonely, widowed and crippled people, there is a subsidy, but no matter what is sent, whether it is rice and flour, grain and oil, or utensils, it will be replaced by this man with turbid wine.

It was as if he wanted to drown himself in the drink!

"I heard that he is still a military meritor, and he has been a captain."

Someone else says the same.

But I also heard that this man's distant relatives also came to look for him, and there was a lot of quarrel that day.

After that, no one came to look for him.

When the young Taoist came to this village, when the chief led the way, he said these things in one go, and the crutches in his hand kept hitting the ground, and scolded: "It's a rotten person, he just knows how to drink, and his temper is so bad that everyone is kind enough to help him, and he will be scolded by him, and help him cook, but they all say that it is unpalatable and unpalatable." ”

"What to eat, why are you so picky!"

"This man is drunk!"

"I only said I had cut down youkai when I was drunk."

"Huh, that's it? It's almost as good as being cut by a youkai! ”

After walking all the way, the old chief complained all the way, and finally stopped, pointed to a room far away, and said: "No, it's there, hey, before I came over, I already smelled such a smell of wine, this old boy, maybe he started drinking it together......"

"No, it's a night's drink, don't throw up!"

The old lieutenant walked over scolding, lifted his crutches and smashed the door: "Hey! Feed! ”

"Monster!"

"Your old protégé has come to see you, go out!"

"Did you hear that?! Open the door! ”

After knocking for a while, the door was pushed open from the inside, the old man was very experienced, his steps turned to one side, his body was hidden, a man in his sixties, but he was still as agile as a young man, avoiding a person who stumbled out, and the smell of alcohol in that body, seeing that he really had no legs, his face was full of nonsense, and his eyes were cloudy.

He has gray hair and wrinkles on his face.

Lao Li sighed and said, "It's him, I know he may not be the same as you remember, but it's really him, don't think you're wrong." ”

"This guy is only in his fifties."

"When I first came to the village, I was forty-eight, and I looked like I was in my thirties."

"Although he has no legs, he looks strong, and his eyes are like two lights, but he will get old soon."

"In seven years, the tree has not yet grown, and this man is too old to look good."

He was also a little old, so he was a little empathetic, and poked the old 'monster' with his crutch, and said: "Get up, don't sleep, someone has come to see you, why don't you hurry up and entertain the ......" and leaned closer to his ear and said: "Do you really want no one to take care of you and die here alone?" ”

"Don't hurry up yet!"

The man looked up, his eyes glazed, as if he had never come to his senses.

The wrinkles on his face, intertwined with scars and bite marks, really like a monster in a nightmare, glanced at Qi Wufu, muttered a few words, and said, "Is there any wine?" ”

Captain scolded.

The young Taoist looked at the drowsy man and said gently:

"I'll buy it."

He went to buy wine and meat and came back, but the man didn't eat vegetables, just drank, and regarded the good snacks in the village as if they were shoe, which made Lao Li grit his teeth in anger, and after drinking like this for seven years, Qi Wufu saw that the house was really empty, and there was nothing.

Not to mention a cabinet, not even a bed, just a few weeds piled up, every day when drunk lie down, drink when sober, and buy after drinking.

The things that can be exchanged at home have been made cleanly.

Qi Wufu borrowed someone else's room to cook some food.

The old man, who was old and sick and crippled, only drank wine and said, "This wine is not good, and food is not good, but wine is also drinkable...... At least a little bit of a taste, little one, I don't know where you came from, but you know, I'm nothing, and if I had any other ideas, I would have miscalculated. ”

The lieutenant said anxiously: "You idiot! ”

"Little brother, don't listen to what he says, he has something, he has something."

Immediately, he urged the old man who was drinking wine: "Don't you have that iron scroll of military merit?" ”

The old man was expressionless: "It's sold." ”

The lieutenant was stunned and said angrily: "Sold? What did you sell for?! ”

The old man took a sip of wine and burped twice: "Sell it and buy wine to drink...... That's all that stuff can be used for. ”

The old man with a broken leg and a hideous face looked calm and his eyes were cloudy, and when he said this, he took another sip of wine, and threw the crutches in his hand that he cared about the rest of his life, and stumbled out.

Rotten, monsters, drunks.

He didn't care.

The things of the year are always churning in his mind, and only when he drinks, can he forget these things for a short time, the smell of this turbid wine is pungent, because the wine is not mellow, so when he is drunk, it is like an iron stick piercing his brain and turning, so that he just wants to lie on that pile of dead grass, like a corpse, close his eyes, and what flashes in his mind is the picture that Jinzhou saw.

It was a year of great hunger, and cannibalism.

It is the demon who eats people, and it is the arrow that pierces the flesh and blood of the people.

It was the sword that slashed the head of the demon thief, and blood splattered all over his face, and everyone's eyes were red.

In front of the demon clan, it was the people, but when he turned around, it was the iron cavalry blocking the road, not allowing others to cross over, that was once the Xuanjia for whom he was loyal to the death, but now in front of Jinzhou, he aimed his weapons at the people who had sworn to exhaust all shelter - there was a civil strife in the army in a part of the area, and the army that decided to carry out the military order, and the iron cavalry who decided to believe what he saw with his eyes, there was a mutiny.

One side thinks that blocking the road will make the people die here, which is ruthless, and the other side believes in the order, thinking that these people are mixed with demons, and letting them out of the customs will inevitably lead to the fall of several surrounding states, and the people will be killed and injured countless times.

The irony of all was that the military formations on both sides felt that they were drawing their swords for the sake of the people.

Fight to the death.

So in this infighting, there was an amazing battle loss ratio.

More than seventy percent of the dead and wounded are still not retreating.

The sword once pierced through the chest of his comrade, and blood fell into his eyes, and when the bearded man died, he still held his hand and said that he could not let these people pass, and he received an order that there were many demons in these people, and that once this place was lost, then all the people of the world would suffer.

Who is right and who is wrong?

Is it those comrades, or is it yourself......

Or ......

He can't think, he can't remember.

"Wine, give me wine......"

"Give me wine!"

He was furious.

The young man's voice replied, "I'm cooking, you eat some." ”

"I want wine, wine, what to eat, what to eat!"

He crawled over, didn't care about the dust and mud on his face, just picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth, the young Taoist was silent, and said gently: "If you are like this, you can't hold on for a long time, even if your body was once strong enough to fight demons, but such indulgence is always wrong, it is difficult to survive, you should cherish it." ”

The old man laughed loudly: "Alive? ”

"It's better for me to be alive than dead! My life should have died there back then, you don't understand anything, you don't know anything, you don't know anything......" He muttered, craned his neck to drink, but he never said half a cent about the events of the year, just drank suddenly, and suddenly scolded.

The young Taoist cooked the food from the side and brought it over, and the old man was about to overthrow it as in the past, but his movements were sudden, his body stiffened, he lowered his head, his cloudy eyes widened, looking at the simple and simple rice and soup, his mind was blank.

This meal is only made by farmers in Jinzhou.

He suddenly picked up the soup and swallowed it up, muttering, "It's such a taste, it's like this......"

"Jinzhou people, you are Jinzhou people."

"You're from Jinzhou, aren't you, Jinzhou, Jinzhou."

The young Taoist looked at the old man who suddenly panicked and said, "Well, seven years ago, I was nine years old. ”

"Nine-year-old, nine-year-old, nine-year-old ......"

The old man stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the young Taoist in front of him, but he withdrew it, patted him on the shoulder, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it at all, the expression on his face trembled, such a fierce expression, as if he wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry, he just opened his mouth, and his body trembled like a fallen leaf.

Qi Wufu didn't know what to say, the emotion surged, and he just said in the end: "I survived." ”

"A lot of people died, but a lot of people survived."

The old man, whose legs were crippled, suddenly wept silently, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and he was already in tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"We couldn't protect you."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

There was a large piece missing from his face, there were sword marks, and the old man with scratches burst into tears, pulling the young Taoist, his body trembled, and he could only say three words.

In Jinzhou that year, thirteen Buddhist disciples burned the relics of the patriarch to tear the road ahead, the disciples of the Taoist sect sat on the sword cultivation of more than 600 people, the iron cavalry of the army disobeyed the order, chiseled the road ahead, and killed into the demon country, and only twenty-seven people survived in the end, he finally saw a family, the man died and the woman died, and the remaining child was still crying, but at that time he was attacked by a sneak attack due to distraction, and was bitten off by a wolf demon.

The broken leg was still connected with muscles and bones, and he drew a knife to cut it off, and pounced on it to fight with the demon clan, and half of his face was gnawed.

The heavy armor was shattered, and he was covered with more than 30 wounds, and when he was found, he was still holding a sword, holding a dead child in his arms, as if he was dizzy, but in the direction of the capital, he roared to kill the thief, kill the thief.

The young Taoist looked at the tearful old man in front of him, and subconsciously raised his hand to cast the Fearless Seal, but finally put down his hand.

Just the palm of his hand pressed the old man's trembling palm, looked at the old soldier and said:

"Thank you......"

The old man burst into tears.

(End of chapter)