Chapter 73: There is porridge at home
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Family?
This word means a lot to Zhang Xiaodao, he lies on the back of the green cow and looks at the devastated forest, feeling confused.
Lingyin County is his home, but he is already homeless.
That night, the welding knife of the Great Wilderness rubbed countless blood flowers with the vigor of the people of Lingyin County, and today Zhang Xiaodao used his watch xiàn to pay tribute to the spirits of Lingyin County in the sky, and left a small red flower all the way.
The little red flower is the blood stain left by Zhang Xiaodao's hundred steps of fighting, and at this time, it looks like a row of small red flowers with the suffix of the name in the classroom of the previous elementary school.
At that time, the more saffron flowers meant more praise, and Zhang Xiaodao remembered that he only printed three flowers on the back of his name at most, and two of them were because of active labor .......
Today I am also active labor, but this kind of labor means killing!
Huang Zhenfeng couldn't know Zhang Xiaodao's strange thinking at this time, he led the old green cow and the bloody woods to drift away, and pulled out an extremely long shadow under the sunlight.
In the barren mountains, a fresh breeze suddenly blew, blowing over the head, fluctuating the blood mixed with the soil and sticking, Huang Zhenfeng said at this time: "Knife." ”
Zhang Xiaodao, who was extremely depressed, raised his head and saw Huang Zhenfeng's dirty clothes, Huang Zhenfeng said softly: "I took you to see the scenery that time, what did you say you saw?"
Zhang Xiaodao frowned, and Huang Zhenfeng said in an undoubted tone at this time: "Go feel it." ”
Zhang Xiaodao didn't reply, but closed his eyes, and a landscape painting suddenly appeared in front of him.
On that day, Huang Zhenfeng asked the same question as just now, and Zhang Xiaodao stood on the cliff and replied: "Life." ”
Since then, whether he punches or knives, he seems to have an endless stream of flavor, but obviously this is still a bit shallow in Huang Zhenfeng's opinion.
And today, it is the best time for Zhang Xiaodao to go to the next level!
When a day and night passed, Huang Zhenfeng stopped, took out the cold steamed bun in his arms, nibbled twice against the breeze in the ancient road of sheep intestines, and looked at Zhang Xiaodao again.
Zhang Xiaodao's face was no longer pale at this time, but extremely ruddy, and most of the skin that was faintly exposed from the tattered military uniform of a beggar on his body was also like this, and he seemed to be in a very wonderful situation.
Zhang Xiaodao's eyes with a ruddy face were still the picture scroll he had seen no less than a thousand times, but at this moment he could feel the strong vitality in the scroll.
This kind of life will make him forget the pain for a while, and before he knows it, the vitality in his body actually began to imitate this painting, and when this imitation was completed by 80%, the injury in his body was actually recovering with a degree that can be called a god.
The wound on the surface of the body gradually turned into a white line, and the scar fell off quickly, which is no longer an astonishing fact that can be described by the word magic.
While nibbling on steamed buns, on the Lin Feng, Huang Zhenfeng, who was drinking white water, gradually had a smug smile on his face, and his face wrinkled with laughter, but he still didn't stop.
His laughter was so wild that it caused the birds to fly and the insects to crawl, but at this moment, someone shouted out from there: "Help." ”
The shouts of these two words were extremely weak, and Huang Zhenfeng looked at the place where the voice came out and saw Sun Desheng lying in the grass covered in blood.
At this time, Sun Desheng barely turned over, revealing the terrifying scar on his chest.
Huang Zhenfeng stopped laughing, walked quickly in front of Sun Desheng, and gently stroked his hands, and flames suddenly appeared on the terrifying wound like a chasm between heaven and earth.
Between the flames jumping, accompanied by Sun Desheng's roar, from time to time, the wound that opened and could conceal the white bones formed a slightly black scar, and Sun Desheng fainted directly.
Huang Zhenfeng carried Sun Desheng and said softly: "You are more injured than him." ”
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That is, the vermilion heavy city gate under the towering city wall of Yiguan was pushed open, and a group of border troops wearing light armor rushed out and went straight to the barren mountain.
The Jiawu battalion led by Wu Daxiong was one of them, and was the first to arrive at the foot of Dongshan Mountain, launching a search that lasted for three days and three nights.
The shocking traces quickly stunned the search members, who looked incredulously at the battle marks on the mottled bark, at the blood stains on the lawn, at the fragmented limbs, and one by one they were shocked and speechless.
Wu Daxiong is the person who is most familiar with Zhang Xiaodao, and he really can't imagine that young man with a good memory is so spicy.
"Boss, this ....... ”
Zhang Ruhu looked at a corpse that had been separated from it, and said a little numbly: "Have you seen this person anywhere?"
Wu Daxiong carefully stared at the unkempt head, and said softly: "Are there still few retired border soldiers these days? Don't make a fuss, this person is Zhao Yan, who retired from Fuyuguan, and I fought with him in the past when I was performing martial arts. ”
Although Wu Daxiong said it lightly, in the past few days, after checking the identities of the deceased one by one, they were shocked to find a shocking fact.
That is, this group of people who came out of there is basically all border soldiers who retired from the border army in the early years.
Then, the mystery appeared in the minds of every searcher, what exactly did they stay outside the fortress, and for whom were they working for their lives?
The answer to this kind of question naturally does not need to be thought about by the soldiers, and Li Yi will naturally find the answer that belongs to him.
After Zhang Xiaodao and Sun Desheng returned to Jiyi Pass, Li Yi stayed in the study for three days, until his personal soldiers, who were not big or small, forcibly opened the door of the study and shouted: "General, you will die if you don't come out." So, Li Yi walked out of the study and walked to the most special building in Jiyiguan - Xiaohualou.
Today, the sun is warm, but it is hot summer, and the stuffy wind in the air is always upsetting.
Zhang Xiaodao, who was naked and soaked in a wooden barrel, has recovered about fifty percent of his injuries.
In the past few days, in addition to continuing to watch the picture scroll in his mind, Yang Qing has fed him like a pig.
This kind of feeding is mainly reflected in not letting Zhang Xiaodao move, even if he takes off his clothes, he can't .......
Zhang Xiaodao was not taboo to stand naked in front of Yang Qing.
These two people, who were complete strangers half a year ago, hit it off at first sight for some reason, and they couldn't give birth to the boundaries and feelings that men and women should have.
It's like a real relative!
Yang Qing would not feel shy when he looked at Zhang Xiaodao's nakedness, and would only occasionally comment on a certain muscle on Zhang Xiaodao's body in a slightly hoarse voice: "Not bad." ”
And Zhang Xiaodao will say confidently: "Of course it's good." ”
However, usually after such a conversation appears, Yang Qing will serve out a bowl of black porridge.
Zhang Xiaodao has to drink a bowl of this porridge every day, but every time it will be very painful.
He didn't know that this kind of porridge was carefully boiled by Yang Qing with his own family foundation, but he knew that the porridge was extremely dry in the mouth, and it was so bitter that it could make people shed tears, and it was very effective for internal injuries.
On this day, Yang Qing naturally took out this bowl of porridge, and Zhang Xiaodao naturally made his face bitter, and after pinching his nose and drinking it, he felt nauseous.
At this time, the wooden door of the somewhat dark but extremely cool Xiaohualou was pushed open, and Li Yi, who was of medium stature, walked into it, bringing in a hot air.
Yang Qing, who was coaxing Zhang Xiaodao, turned around and saw Li Yi, and said with a stunned face: "Why are you here?"
Li Yi looked at Zhang Xiaodao, who was naked in the barrel, then looked at Yang Qing, frowned and said, "This is not good." ”
Yang Qing said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
Li Yi casually closed the wooden door, moved the wooden bench, sat down calmly, looked at Zhang Xiaodao and said, "How is it?"
Zhang Xiaodao shook his head and said, "It's nothing." ”
Li Yi immediately asked, "What do you think about this matter?"
Zhang Xiaodao's face was stunned, and he didn't know why Li Yi asked such a question, but he joked: "I want to say that I stepped on a stool to watch, do you have to beat me?"
This kind of cold joke naturally made Yang Qing laugh at Li Yi, who was preoccupied.
Yang Qing also moved over the wooden bench and said, "What are you going to do?" ”
Li Yi frowned, but said more coldly: "Do it with your hands." ”
Zhang Xiaodao suddenly felt the cold wind biting, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the general is a master of this way!"
Li Yi stopped joking and said bluntly: "If this matter is bigger, it's okay to copy the nine clans, but I can also suppress it in the novel." ”
Zhang Xiaodao didn't know why Li Yi said this.
Li Yi continued: "To be honest, it's not easy to move Liang Xuan, but I can do it. ”
Li Yi's words were extremely domineering, but they had hidden meanings, and Zhang Xiaodao asked: "Since you say so, you just don't plan to touch him." ”
"I don't want to touch him, it's not that I don't really want to touch him. ”
Zhang Xiaodao was silent, but Yang Qing said at this time: "The old prime minister in Beijing died violently, and Li Wenxue took office, this is indeed not a good time to move him." ”
Zhang Xiaodao remembered the name Li Wenxue, and Li Yi continued: "You are my person after all, I respect your opinion on this matter, if you want to move, I will not hesitate to pay a price!"
Li Yi's words reveal calmness and calmness, but he also has a strong self-confidence.
Zhang Xiaodao understood that since Li Yi said such a thing, as long as he said it, Liang Xuan would definitely not end well.
But he still said: "Of course, revenge is a good thing to do by yourself, but at present, I estimate that there is still a distance of 108,000 miles from Liang Xuan, and I will naturally not stop you if you move him, but since you have any scruples, then don't move, I will solve my own problems." ”
Li Yi frowned again, stretched out again, looked at Zhang Xiaodao with a little approving gaze and said, "No wonder Yang Qing likes you so much, this is not hypocritical at all." ”
Zhang Xiaodao smiled and said softly: "Thank you for your concern." ”
Yang Qing looked at Li Yi, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I agree with him, I will help you." ”
Li Yi smiled helplessly: "It's really short." ”