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The rising sun is an immutable theorem.

Zhang Xiaodao has seen sunrises many times, but this time is unusual for him.

The morning sun slices the world into pieces, piercing through the mist and reaching people's hearts.

The scene in front of me began to clear quickly, like a landscape painting finally unraveling the tarpaulin that had been covered with dust for many years, revealing a stunning landscape.

Landscape painting needs to be splashed with heavy ink, and the pen can become a stubborn stone with a twist of a little, turning green mountains, multiplying spiritual objects, and creating the world.

But no matter how beautiful the landscape painting is, it can't compete with the magnificent scenery in front of you.

In this world, there are mountains in the fog, there are trees in the mountains, there are insects in the woods, and the insects walk through the mist, full of vitality and continuous progress.

Suddenly, a spring breeze blew, blowing the dew-filled wildflowers swaying, and the blowing leaves danced, blowing every grass and tree in the world in front of him, and blowing into Zhang Xiaodao's heart.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was sitting on the top of the mountain, had an expressionless face and his mouth was slightly open.

He didn't know why his eyes seemed to turn into eagle eyes at this moment, he could see the wind and grass in the jungle thousands of miles away, and he could see the swift and vigorous growth of the beasts coming out of the dark night, but he didn't have time to pay attention to these at this time, only felt the throbbing of his heart.

This kind of throbbing is difficult to describe, if you have to describe Zhang Xiaodao, you will definitely feel like the excitement of seeing your first girlfriend for the first time.

When Zhang Xiaodao was standing, Huang Zhenfeng was on the edge of the cliff, and his empty sleeves were blown hunting, he didn't look at the scenery in front of him, but looked at Zhang Xiaodao and smiled slightly.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was sitting on the top of the mountain, still had oil stains on the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped off, the clothes he was wearing were still tattered, and there was a small wound under his exposed big toe that had just been scarred.

Looking at his slightly long mouth, he looks like a fool with a worrying IQ.

But Huang Zhenfeng knew that Zhang Xiaodao was definitely not stupid, because he had already entered the artistic conception.

Artistic conception is a kind of indescribable thing, which cannot be explained, but can only be understood.

The artistic conception he wants to teach Zhang Xiaodao is 'spring'

And 'spring' has 10,000 meanings in the eyes of 10,000 people, he doesn't know what Zhang Xiaodao has comprehended, but he believes that he will know soon.

On this day, Zhang Xiaodao watched the sunrise stupidly, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, Huang Zhenfeng didn't ask, and Zhang Xiaodao began to carve the Spring Palace stone again.

The days that followed were a little boring.

Every day, Zhang Xiaodao would watch the sunrise for two months.

Huang Zhenfeng did not teach Zhang Xiaodao any knife skills during this period, but suddenly one day Zhang Xiaodao decided not to watch the sunrise anymore, and came to Huang Zhenfeng and said, "Thank you." ”

Huang Zhenfeng ignored the too much respect and sincerity contained in these two words, and finally asked, "What do you see?"

Zhang Xiaodao replied: "Life!"

Huang Zhenfeng showed a rare look of horror, so much so that the wrinkles on his old face were more profound than laughing, but he only said: "Let's go, let's go back to Yiguan." ”

Zhang Xiaodao suddenly knelt down, making the old green bull beside him star, making Huang Zhenfeng a little overwhelmed.

Huang Zhenfeng wanted to help, but listened to Zhang Xiaodao say word by word: "Master is like a father, and he should be worshiped three times." ”

Huang Zhenfeng didn't stop again, seeing that Zhang Xiaodao was desperately snorting three times, his head was full of blood but he was not distressed, and his heart suddenly burst into tears.

Zhang Xiaodao has always thought that it is nonsense that men have gold under their knees.

Those who are not worthy of prostration, even if they prostrate, do not have the true meaning of prostration, and those who deserve to prostrate themselves will never be compared to such a mundane thing as gold in your heart.

His kneeling this time is because Huang Zhenfeng's kindness is too great, if he doesn't recognize the teacher and fulfill his filial piety for life, he will be in vain!

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The border is not like Jiangnan has entered the hot summer season, and there is still the coolness of spring at night.

With a light rain, Huang Zhenfeng and Zhang Xiaodao returned to Jiyi Pass.

The Jiawu battalion on duty on March 1 had already returned to Xiongcheng, but everyone seemed to be without Zhang Xiaodao, and it was a little boring.

The news of Zhang Xiaodao's entry into the city spread with an alarming degree for some reason.

Most of the border soldiers who heard the news laughed, but the Jiawu battalion blew up the nest.

"The old general is back with a knife!"

"How do we do it?"

"Beat him, how to do it, forget the rules?"

"No, how can I say that there are many more stones in our camp than in other places, and the knife is not bad for us. ”

"Mainly, I want to see what progress the knife has progressed after being the old general. ”

"Needless to say, you probably can't beat it. ”

"Then how many brothers will go together?"

"It's enough to choke together, I think there are more than 100 people. ”

"A hundred or so people? a hundred or so people can't highlight the enthusiasm in the whole camp. ”

Wu Daxiong looked at a few of his henchmen and said, "Okay, just the whole camp." ”

Zhang Xiaodao definitely didn't think of what the welcome ceremony to greet him was, when he looked at the empty barracks and walked into Wu Daxiong's tent, he suddenly felt something.

So he turned his head and saw hideous faces.

Zhang Xiaodao would not forget his promise, and then saw Wu Daxiong's evil smile again, and asked weakly, "Isn't it?"

"yes, yes. ”

"What's it?"

Wu Daxiong said arrogantly and domineeringly: "I just want to beat you." ”

The thousands of people in the battalion suddenly roared in unison, almost shattering Zhang Xiaodao's eardrums.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the wolf-like border soldiers around him and shouted, "Let me put down my luggage first." ”

The next moment, he was drowned in a sea of people!

No one knows how many punches Zhang Xiaodao took that day, because of Mengcha's vitality quenching, it is obviously impossible for Zhang Xiaodao to have a blue nose and swollen face.

No one knows how many kicks Zhang Xiaodao has taken, and there are countless shoe prints on his body.

But everyone knew their injuries were there.

The whole battalion of the Jiawu Battalion beat Zhang Xiaodao quickly spread out, and Lu Erzi came to the Jiawu Battalion in a hurry, thinking of hooking up with Zhang Xiaodao into his Jiading Battalion, but he was shocked to see that the border soldiers of the Jiawu Battalion had a color on their faces.

Wu Daxiong greeted Lu Erzi with a pair of panda eyes, and Lu Erzi almost didn't lie on the ground with a smile.

"** know how to laugh. ”

After a long pause, Lu Erzi sat up and said, "I wonder, how can you fight one by one, how can you still be like this one by one." ”

Zhang Ruhu, who had nosebleeds from time to time, wiped his nosebleeds and said, "You, you can kill you with a knife now, do you believe it?"

Lu Erzi 'ah', and said with a stern face: "So powerful?"

Zhang Ruhu shook off his nosebleed and said: "I still feel that Zhang Xiaodao is merciful, otherwise there may be many deaths." ”

"Progress like this?"

"yes, what's the matter, don't you believe it?" Wu Daxiong asked with his panda eyes up.

Lu Erzi twisted the hair growing on the big hemorrhoid on his face, and said, "Lao Tzu really doesn't believe it." ”

Wu Daxiong said cleanly: "Let's go, Xiaohualou!"

The matter has come to this point, and Lu Erzi naturally cannot go back.

A group of more than 30 people rushed all the way to the small flower building full of flowers and plants at this time, and Lu Erzi was the first to walk to the gate and shouted: "Zhang Xiaodao, heads-up!"

So, Zhang Xiaodao, who was healing his wounds shirtless, stood up.

Yang Qingdao: "Still fighting?"

"I've never heard such a cheap request, of course I have to satisfy him?"

"Then I'll take a look today. ”

The person who opened the door was Yang Qing, Zhang Xiaodao walked out after him, stood in front of Lu Erzi and said, "Let's start, what are you waiting for?"

Lu Erzi looked at the bruises on Zhang Xiaodao's face and body, which were not obvious, and suddenly felt a little drumming in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao said: "If you don't fight, I can fight." ”

"Come, let you make three moves. Lu Erzi felt that he was too angry at this time, too domineering, and he said this to raise his anger.

So Zhang Xiaodao raised his right arm and punched him, so Lu Erzi, who hadn't seen the fist clearly, flew out, and his right eye was instantly swollen and sealed.

Wu Daxiong and Zhang Ruhu were drawn.

The Jiading camp brought by Lu Erzi looked stupid.

From time to time, someone helped Lu Erzi up, and Lu Erzi scolded: "Sneak attack." ”

"Come again!" Zhang Xiaodao said simply and neatly.

So Lu Erzi was knocked down again, so someone helped him up.

Zhang Xiaodao asked, "Are you still coming?"

The corners of Lu Erzi's mouth twitched, and now that his eyes had become just a straight line, he finally relented: "I'm not coming." ”

But Yang Qing hadn't seen Lehe yet, and then said, "Why do you come and go?"

Lu Erzi was embarrassed, and he ran away with his own people with his tail between his legs.

In the evening, Lu Erzi was invited by his eldest brother to the wind chasing camp.

The camp is not a wooden house, but a red-brick and blue-tiled compound, which is more than one grade higher than the infantry in terms of living conditions.

There is no rockery and fake water in the courtyard that the wealthy giants like, but it is just blindly tidy, only a huge stone table.

There were more than a dozen border soldiers sitting around the stone table, some of them were thin, some were fat like pigs, some had eyes like copper bells, and some of their eyes were small like a slit, with very different styles.

Lu Erzi knew that these people were the real elites of the Wind Chasing Battalion, and they were best at killing people invisibly, and the most important thing was that they could kill people in the midst of thousands of troops and horses and still save their lives.

Although this point seems extremely simple, Lu Erzi knows that he has really arrived on the battlefield that is like a human tomb, and there are few people who dare to say that they can kill the enemy or not die.

So he came to everyone very respectfully, and Lu Yizi said directly: "I heard that you were beaten by Zhang Xiaodao, do you see any doorway?"

Of course, Lu Erzi would not talk nonsense in the face of his own brother, he said: "I was punched twice, and there is room for reaction, but I feel that I can't dodge." ”

"A little more pertinent. ”

Lu Erzi recalled seriously: "His fist is not fast, but I feel that countless back hands are waiting for me, so I hesitate, but this hesitation is the punch." ”

"Countless backhands?"

Lu Erzi said: "To be precise, I don't know why, his fist gives me a feeling of being alive, and I know that if I dodge that punch, I will be beaten harder." ”

The man with a goatee sitting next to Lu Yizi said softly: "Spring is endless. ”

Lu Yizi smiled rarely: "You go and inform Wu Daxiong, and let Zhang Xiaodao report to the Wind Chasing Camp tomorrow!"

Lu Erzi touched his eyes that had become a slit because of the swelling, and felt that these two punches were too worthwhile!