In Jiang Mansion, Mo Yu couldn't bear to mention the matter of the three sect diagrams anymore, and made up his mind to look for it alone, now as long as he watched Jiang Yanlan's life be healthy and safe, it was really good.

In another two years, the domestic situation was tense, the Japanese army was crazy sweeping, and the army was also on emergency alert, Jiang Yanlan locked herself in the conference room, stared at a map in a daze, and went in from time to time to discuss the war with a few officers.

Not to mention Mo Yu, even Jiang Yanlan's wife and children rarely see Jiang Yanlan again.

"Brother. Jiang Yanlan had dark circles under his eyes, his beard was skewed, his mind was exhausted, and he was only an empty body, and he leaned straight against the door of the conference room.

Mo Yu would always sit in the hall directly facing the conference room, hoping to inadvertently glance at Jiang Yanlan.

As Jiang Yanlan entered the conference hall together, there were only two people, and the conference hall was slightly larger.

"Brother, Jiangsu has fallen, and our camphor tree will not escape, it is an ancient camphor tree that is thousands of years old!

"Brother, dissipate the qi, the camphor tree also has its fate, it is a fairy, and when the time comes, it will also go. Saying this comfort, I felt that Mo Yu was comforting himself, comforting himself that he had lost Chenxi.

Jiang Yanlan held a baton and took out a wooden box from the cabinet, "Brother, although the camphor tree has fallen, I sent someone to cut it down and make a wooden box as a souvenir." As he spoke, he wanted to give the wooden box to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu hurriedly excused himself: "Brother, this wooden box is your heart, put it by your side, don't forget your original intention!"

"Brother, actually, it's useless for me to ask for this box. After receiving orders from my superiors, I had to go to the front line in person, lacking water and food, and the soldiers were seriously killed and wounded. ”

Hearing this, Mo Yu felt a trace of cramp in his heart: What's the matter? Chen Xi, are you going to leave me again?

Mo Yu smiled bitterly: "The man has ambitions in all directions, protects his family and defends the country, and it is not a pity to die." Don't be like me, a joker, timid and afraid. It's just that one thing is asked. ”

"Brother, just say it!"

"Take me to the front ......"

Jiang Yanlan was still a little hesitant, these two people didn't want each other to do any harm.

"Let me also be a soldier on the battlefield for a while, this stage is too small. Colonel!" Mo Yu spoke, with a hint of a military feeling.

"Order! brother!"

The two brothers turned this life-and-death conversation into a simple joke. It's been a long time since I've heard such hearty laughter in that conference room.

Mo Yu is also a battle-hardened soldier, he will not get old, he will not die, let you bomb indiscriminately, Mo Yu still does not move, but Jiang Yanlan is different, although he has also experienced the rain of bullets, he is always flesh and blood.

I don't know Mo Yu's life experience, although on the battlefield, Jiang Yanlan is still a selfish younger brother, the lights in the barracks are dim, the two of them are drinking turbid wine, and the camp tent with a bonfire really looks like a water-sleeved dancing girl to cheer up the soldiers.

Mo Yu grew up drinking Tibetan spirits, and these old wines were nothing in his eyes, and in the colonel's tent, the two brothers cooked wine and talked about heroes.

Jiang Yanlan suddenly said darkly, with a hint of whimpering: "Brother is a god." ”

"Where do you start with this?" Mo Yu was also taken aback.

"Brother, look at my brother's face, this is a forty-year-old face! And you, what kind of ability do you have?

"Brother, are you drunk......" Mo Yu couldn't resist these questions.

"I'm not drunk! Do you know, how many corpses did this person sitting in front of you have stepped on to get to this point? I want to go back to that old camphor tree, and sleep slowly, and you accompany me. ”

"It's ...... passed"

"Brother, I have lived a complete life, and I have lived through all the things in life, joys and sorrows. And you!different, how precious is your God-given face?" Jiang Yanlan slowly leaned towards Mo Yu and patted him on the shoulder.

"What do you mean?" Mo Yu had a sense of foreboding.

"What do you mean? I know that there is a needle that can make people lose all pain and sensation, and Westerners call him an anesthetic?"

Mo Yu didn't know what it was, although it was a little stinging, but it was like a small insect stinging, and it was not unbearable.

"What is this?"

Jiang Yanlan's uninhibited laughter came from the barracks: "Brother, get some sleep, and we will be separated from each other from now on." There is no chance in this life, and our brothers will continue in the next life. ”

Mo Yu stood up, "Jiang Yanlan, where are you going?" Later, Mo Yu lost consciousness and couldn't move, so he was sent back to Jiang Mansion overnight.

On the battlefield, Jiang Yanlan faded indecisively, sassy and heroic five-foot gun, vowing to fight the Japanese invaders to the end, his murderous eyes attracted him like a dragon that had been sealed for many years, and the murderous aura could make people immobile with just a glance, and then fell into the endless black valley. At the last moment of his fall, he shot into the sky and shouted: Yingzhou dog thief! trample on the land of my Shenzhou, even if I die, I will not allow the Japanese to kill my father and old compatriots!

After waking up, Mo Yu had already come to Jiang's mansion, only to feel dizzy, and heard a wail below, and before he had time to think about it, Mo Yu hurriedly went upstairs barefoot.

It's late, and below, it has become a mourning hall, a world of white silk wreaths.

Mrs. Jiang, who was in charge, sat on the ground and cried, Mo Yu didn't believe that this was true, it was absolutely impossible, he was the Evil Hades King, the Evil Hades King would not die! No, Jiang Yanlan would not die, I would have to wait for him to find the Three Sect Diagrams together! This is impossible.

Mrs. Jiang saw Mo Yu go downstairs and sit on the stairs, maybe it was because she was affectionate to "people", she stood up tremblingly, pointed at Mo Yu and said, "Mo family, the master exchanged a life for the current you!" and fainted directly.

An old housekeeper couldn't accept this fact, climbed the stairs and knelt in front of Mo Yu: "Mr. Mo, Colonel Jiang, with the 29th Division Corps, all killed! Mr. Mo, please mourn." ”

Mo Yu shook his head desperately, "No! Jiang Yanlan won't die! Xie Weichen has calculated his hexagram, he has succeeded in resisting the Qing Dynasty! He will succeed! He will definitely come back, no, I want to go back to the front line to find him!"

"Mr. Mo, this is already the War of Resistance Against Japan, and it was Colonel Jiang who was killed by the Japanese Invaders!"

"No, no, I don't believe it! What about the corpse! What about Jiang Yanlan's corpse!" Mo Yu coughed violently.

"Mr. Mo, condolences. Colonel Jiang will be able to go home soon. ”

Mo Yu still doesn't believe this fact, who is he? He is the Evil Hades King, how can he die like this? Even if he is reincarnated, he is also Jiang Yanlan, the eternal brother in my memory!

Three days later, a car slowly drove into Jiang's mansion, and the soldiers outside fired guns in unison, and Mourning officially had a chance to show itself. Mo Yu finally saw Jiang Yanlan, but in exchange for a cold corpse.

After a series of treatments, Jiang Yanlan is still lifelike, as if he is asleep, he is just tired, he is just asleep, in a few days, he will come back, continue to resist Japan and kill the enemy, protect the family and defend the country!

Day and night, Mo Yu, who is dressed in white, is very suitable for staying in the mourning hall, accompanying Jiang Yanlan who is asleep, he has no tears, his only belief is to find Jiang Yanlan, find Chen Xi's reincarnation, in the next life, he must protect Chen Xi from harm!

It's time to leave, Mo Yu was exhausted, and returned to the empty conference room, where Jiang Yanlan could still be seen domineering and mighty, patting the map on the wall to command the front line. Also, the tender smile at the long-haired brother when he left, the smile of farewell.

Open the cabinet and take out the wooden box from a stack of papers, the workmanship is not very detailed, but this is a camphor tree that belongs to them.

Looking back, it was a child wearing a melon skin hat and a small bell on his waist, bouncing up and down with the sunset, turning his head to Mo Yu who was still standing under the ancient camphor tree and smiling naughtily, shouting in a pure childish voice: "Brother Mo Yu, see you in the next life!"