It is said that there is no difference between good and evil in the amount of power, as long as it is used in the right way, it is correct, but in fact, it is just an excuse to convince yourself, there is no difference between good and evil, your sister! Excuses, all excuses!

In the blink of an eye, Zi Baifeng thought that he was planning to make war money, but he burst into tears again.

These days, it's really hard to be a kind and pure person!

Okay, I'll just pretend that there is no good or evil in strength, and no right or wrong weapon...... Who told me to do the arms business?

"You pig!" Zi Baifeng turned his face and scolded Qianshan again, but he was a little envious in his heart, simple-minded people are really good, and they are still in the mood to eat.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it all. "But where Zi Baifeng and Luo Qianshan are together, Zi Baifeng always has a hundred reasons to let Luo Qianshan entertain, so as soon as the dish comes up, he unceremoniously eats more than half of it first, so as not to be ruined by Zi Baifeng, just now Zi Baifeng was forty-five degrees depressed for a while, and suddenly forty-five percent of the food entered his belly, he poured a sip of water, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said: "What the hell are you looking for me? Tell me quickly, I'm busy with military affairs!"

Zi Baifeng grabbed Luo Qianshan, told him what he had seen and heard in Daoliu Village, and asked, "You help me with the staff officer, is this thing feasible?"

No matter how much Zi Baifeng thinks about it, it is just speculation, so after Zi Baifeng sent Zijian home, he suddenly decided to come to Luo Qianshan to eat, and by the way, seek some expert help.

Although this guy is not very old, he has really been on the battlefield, and he knows more about things in the war than himself.

Luo Qianshan slapped his palms and said, "When you say that, I think it's quite feasible...... It just so happens that I'm here to participate in individual stocks. ”

Although the war is still hundreds of miles away, Luo Qianshan, as the defense chief of Mengcheng, has already been active, and the entire Mengcheng has actually entered a state of combat readiness.

It's just that the harvest in Mengcheng this year is not good, and a large amount of silver and grain must be mobilized to relieve the victims, and military spending has been reduced again and again.

"I have a lot of discarded weapons here, and if I repair them, I will definitely be able to make a profit by selling them, and I will not be able to pay the money here. "When fighting a war, weapons wear out very quickly, and their damaged things are either repaired, or smelted and rebuilt, and then sold to places where weapons are in short supply, and make some money, which can also relieve the pressure.

In the past, the cost of work was not enough to cover the surplus, but this time, there was free labor in Daoliu Village, and it was sold to a place where weapons were in short supply, and it could be sold at a good price.

The two of them agreed at the wine table, Zibaifeng was to work from Daoliu Village on this side, and Luo Qianshan sent two experienced veterans to lead the team and go to the south with them.

After agreeing on the plan, Zi Baifeng did not have the habit of dragging mud and water, and immediately went back to prepare.

If a trade route can be established, if the iron ore vein can be raised, not only Daoliu Village, but also the entire Jiuyan Township will benefit, if the amount of mining can be controlled, and then the iron tire can be cultivated, maybe this is an infinite cycle of sustainable development.

Selling jade and selling weapons are somewhere, if Zi Baifeng chooses one of them, Zi Baifeng can only choose to sell weapons.

There is no doubt that the choice of one is not a choice, and this choice of the lesser of two evils is the choice that is really difficult to make......

At this moment, Zi Baifeng suddenly understood that Fu Jun was not always able to do it completely according to his own heart.

Somehow, Zi Baifeng suddenly remembered the silverfish who left Xiayan Village and returned to Yanghe to atone for his crimes.

The silverfish used his actions to show him that many times, it is not necessary to be reckless.

People are always responsible for themselves.

Demons are still like this, let alone people?

But what can you do in such a situation?

All Zi Baifeng can do is stick to the bottom line.

However, fortunately, Zi Baifeng is still that Zi Baifeng, Zi Baifeng who will never give up if he has made up his mind, he runs back and forth non-stop, trying his best to promote this matter, and only returned to Xiayan Village when it was dark, the two koi were tired and stuck out their tongues, Zibaifeng said hard, but suddenly slapped himself, and his mother forgot to take Yan Lao Wu back.

Yes, let this old man stay there for one night, Zi Baifeng had no strength at all, returned to the bluestone, didn't even eat dinner, and fell asleep after a while.

Zi Baifeng fell asleep here, but there were people over there who didn't sleep, Yan Lao Wu waited until it was dark by the stream and didn't see Zi Baifeng come to pick him up, and immediately scolded this bear child, and then turned around and went back to find a place to sleep.

......

Luo Qianshan returned to the camp, and Zi Baifeng's meal of big fish and meat, although he ate his half-moon salary, but his mood was much better. Luo Qianshan drank a little wine, it was getting late, the night wind was blowing, the wine was overflowing, and the walk was a little shaky, and vaguely, I saw a person walking in front of me.

"What kind of person!" Luo Qianshan was startled when he saw that the figure was unfamiliar, and asked loudly.

This piece of land, although there is no sign of "military powerhouse, idlers are not allowed to enter", in fact, on weekdays, Zi Baifeng has nothing to do to come to hang around, although I can't really see what the person is wearing, but the body is not a military uniform, and it will definitely not be Zi Baifeng.

The man didn't answer, just looked up.

A pair of eyes, like two small light bulbs, so bright, so bright that they are dazzling, so bright that they seem to be able to pierce people's souls.

In an instant, Zi Baifeng thought of the original Fei Jian Zi, and he shouted angrily in his heart: "Xiao Sample, give Lao Tzu this set! The same move is useless to Lao Tzu!"

Wide-eyed, he shot back.

Luo Qianshan asked himself that it was no longer what it used to be, even if Fei Jianzi stood in front of him again, he was not afraid.

But this glance passed, but Luo Qianshan felt that there was a flower in front of him, and a bright knife slashed in front of him, which seemed to be a moment, and it seemed to be 10,000 years.

I'm going to die!

In Luo Qianshan's heart, there was only one thought, who was this person, why did he come to kill him, and when would he ...... Messed with such a big master?

No resistance!

"General, why are you here!" An anxious shout, Luo Qianshan suddenly shivered and woke up.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and I don't know when, the moon has quietly climbed into the middle of the sky, and the back has been soaked with sweat, and there is a thin layer of dew on the hair and waist knife.

His legs were numb, and he kept his stride forward, and he didn't know how long he had been standing here.

"I ...... I ......" Luo Qianshan felt that his tongue was a little big, and he couldn't say a word.

"General, it's not good, the old man is injured, and you won't come back, so I came to you......" The man was his new personal soldier, and he was very clear about his relationship with the old man with the sword.

"What, the old man is injured?" Luo Qianshan was taken aback suddenly, thinking of the mysterious person just now, he suddenly didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly ran away.

The old man, who had opened a tea shop outside the barracks for three years, was lying in bed at this time.

With just a glance, Luo Qianshan knew that the old man was not injured, but that his vitality had been cut off.

"Old man, ...... you" Luo Qianshan pounced forward, pounced on the old man's side, knelt in front of the bed, and grabbed the old man's hand.

Starting with dry and weak, it is like a thin layer of skin covering the skeleton, and the old man's spirit has been emptied.

"Who is it, who is it?" Luo Qianshan cried out in panic, like a helpless child.

"It's not anyone, it's me. The dry hand gently held Luo Qianshan's rough big hand, and the old man opened his eyes and looked at Luo Qianshan.

"I thought it would be ...... I thought that although the sword was the last class, it was the right way to be on the road to the knife. The knife is the soldier of the battle array, a knife is chopped out, there is no return, and indomitable is the way of the knife, even if you pay for your own life, what ...... is there" The old man spoke, his voice was hoarse, like sandpaper sharpening, but it was extremely clear, and it seemed that every word wanted Luo Qianshan to hear clearly.

"Today I only learned about the Dao, in front of other people's swords, I don't even have the qualifications to make a knife......" The old man closed his eyes, muddy tears rolled down, and muttered softly: "I'm sorry, Qianshan, I hurt you." ”

He did not shed tears for himself, but for the sake of falling thousands of mountains.

In order to dominate the sword, he burned his life, overdrew his life, and finally turned himself into this. But when it comes to the sword, he is confident, and he thinks that no matter what kind of enemy, the sword can help him defeat.

When strength is needed, when victory is required no matter what, what is the point of sacrificing one's own life?

So he saw Luo Qianshan, thinking that he saw a good seedling, an excellent successor who could inherit his own sword, he passed the knife to Luo Qianshan, at that time, he was proud and confident, although his sword was not the most perfect, but it was the strongest, that was the strength of the force!

But he is just a frog at the bottom of the well, and his self-confidence has always been nothing more than the speculation of a frog sitting in a well and watching the sky.

But now, that confidence was shattered, and in the face of the man who came to challenge him, he waved his sword, but did not let the man make a move. Just at a glance, it broke his knife path, and no matter how crazy he overdrew his life, he frantically waved the knife in his hand, and he couldn't move forward.

It's like a ridiculous madman.

He still remembered the look in the man's eyes as he shook his head and sighed.

Is it disdain, disappointment, or pity?

"I ......" Luo Qianshan turned around and wanted to stand up, there was only one thought in his heart, no matter who that person was, kill him!

But the old man's dry hand clenched suddenly.

"Don't go. The old man looked at Luo Qianshan, and tears welled up in his eyes again, and the tears slid down and dripped down, and those eyes no longer had the slightest color.

"Master!" Luo Qianshan's cry resounded through the sky.