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By the stream in the valley, the campsite breaking the camp.

A hundred or ten soldiers had already packed up in a hurry and gathered together, but looked at their own generals with a confused look.

The military orders were correct before, so I had to rest here for two days.

Now that the day has not passed, there is no movement around him, General Gongsun asked his brothers to set off. The general was wearing the golden armor he gave, and he was clearly trusted by the royal court. He should have been full of energy, but why did he look cold and behave abnormally?

Wujiu Wuxiao said in detail, waved the Kuigu ring on his left hand and flipped the two skin bags and poured them over and over, and a lot of gold, silver and jewelry were added to the ground.

Everyone's eyes shone brightly, and they couldn't help but shouted in shock.

I'm afraid there are not tens of thousands of gold ingots on the ground, plus thousands of silver and jewelry, which is really a great fortune.

"I have raised some money and goods, which should allow the brothers who broke the camp and those orphans and widows to live for half their lives. And take the gold and silver back to separate them. Don't miss it. Unevenly, please ask the two elder brothers Baofeng and Daoqi to take care of the aftermath!"

Wujiu said a few words in a few words, and said without any doubt: "You will set off to return home immediately, and from then on the field to go away from the battlefield. In addition..." He reached out and took off his golden armor and the golden helmet and threw it on the ground, then pulled a piece of black hair from the top of his head and stuffed it into Baofeng's hand, saying bitterly: "Brother Baofeng, bury this and my armor in front of my parents' grave, and treat me as I have accompanied the two elders to fulfill my filial piety. That barren mountain will be called Armor Mountain!"

There was a pile of gold, silver and jewelry in his Kui bone ring. He thought of buying a large yard and living a wealthy life with a lot of wives and concubines. Later, on the way back to the capital, he really spent money like a lot of money. Now, in order to provide pensions with his brothers who broke the camp, he didn't think much about it, so he snatched a sum from his sword and others. The money was small, and it was a big deal to give the dead brothers an explanation behind him. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as heartache, but I was afraid that he would feel guilty and uneasy for the rest of his life!

He didn't know whether he could return to the capital next. Or, he didn't know how to face the orphans and widows. He could only do everything to seek compensation and comfort; and tried to bury the past years on that barren mountain, hoping that everything would be broken.

Baofeng looked at the broken hair on his hand and said in surprise: "Young Master, are you going to leave your brothers?"

To break the aspiration of invention is a kind of determination without hesitation. He seemed to have some speculation and couldn't help but worry.

"Gongsun Gongsun, you and my brothers will never leave you..."

"General Gongsun..."

Everyone was unclear and hurriedly spoke out to keep him.

Wujiu waved his hand and interrupted, "I will never forget my brothers' friendship. However, I will never be able to meet you in the future! If you want to fulfill me, please leave quickly!" Seeing that everyone around him was still reluctant, he turned around and pulled the mount he was riding on, took off the black sword on the saddle, held the reins and handed it to Baofeng, shouting in a deep voice: "Brother Baofeng, put away the gold and silver, set off on the horse!"

Baofeng did not dare to disobey, so he had to put the broken hair carefully, then put the gold and silver on the ground on the horse and put the armor on it. With a command, the old brothers of about 100 rode away one after another. When he walked away from a distance, he couldn't help but look back and heard clear and guilty words in his ears: "My Gongsun Wujiu, I'm sorry for those orphans and widows... and Lao Lu, let the broken house accompany him..."

Baofeng nodded heavily, his eyes slightly red.

Rather than thinking, Gongsun Gongzi is an extraordinary person, and the path he takes is very different from that of ordinary people. Getting together is fate, and seeing true love in a hurry is enough for the brothers! I hope he turns bad luck into good luck and everything goes well!

Wujiu watched Baofeng and the old brothers who broke the camp leave. He waited for the more than a hundred cavalry to walk out of the valley and gradually disappear more than ten miles away. Then he turned around with his black sword.

On the hillside not far away, a flagpole more than two meters long was inserted alone. The blood-stained old battle flag was hanging low. Even if the wind came, it was still unmoved. It seemed that the war soul was already gone. I don’t know whether it was wandering on the battlefield of the golden swords and iron horses, or I was addicted to the sound of wind and sand and horns and unwilling to wake up.

Wujiu put the black iron sword into the Kuigu ring, walked over and pulled out the flagpole, folded the battle flag and put it away, turned around and left the hillside and headed straight for the direction of the king's tent. He walked while looking at the scenery in the valley.

I felt a trance that the cool breeze blew on my face, with a few traces of residual chill, the aura of awakening from the earth, the sound of grasses growing and the sound of spring insects breaking through the shells, slowly coming from all directions, filling the world with mighty storms...

When I returned to the hillside where the tent was located, the sun at noon had slanted down.

Wujiu raised his hands at the guard guards and signaled that he was not wearing any weapons on his body. Then he drove straight in and strode into the tent.

"Gongsun Wujiu, why did it take so long?"

The candles were still bright in the tent, and the figures were shaking, but there was a noise of glasses. It was obviously time to drink and beep. Ji Shaodian and the elders on both sides were all flushed and kept raising their glasses. When they turned around, they seemed very angry when they saw Wujiu appear. After burping, he swayed and stood up and left the table, shouting loudly: "Come here quickly, I will punish you three cups...haha..." As he moved, Zi Jian and Zi Yuan accompanied him with glasses.

Wujiu entered the big tent.

In the big tent, most of the subordinates of Shaodian were indulging in pleasure. Ji Ba was still sitting in the table, silently lowering his head to drink. The two monks Zi Quan and Zi Zhen beside him were also a little dull. Perhaps Ji Ba lost his power and his majesty was no longer the same, even if he and his confidants seemed incompatible with the noise around him.

Qi Sanren was pulling a middle-aged strong man to drink not far away, shaking his head and acting like a drink, saying, "talking about luck, sighing about the passing years, time makes a bowl of wine"; "Walking in brothels, meeting beautiful women, meeting strangers on the road, a jar of wine". The other party was flushed by his glass after cup, but he was happy.

Wujiu glanced at Qi Sanren and walked forward with his foot.

Ji Shaodian stopped and raised his glass to wait. In the bright light, there was a smile on his blushing face. But his eyes were inexplicable.

Zi Jian and Zi Jian suddenly scrambled out and shouted one after another: "General Gongsun, why did you hit someone?"

"Private grudge!"

"Why did your broken camp leave without authorization?"

"Your Highness Shaodian has an order first, so he dismissed the broken camp!"

Wujiu knew that his every move could not be hidden from the presence of the monks and masters, so he simply told him calmly, then grabbed a pot of wine from the table and signaled to Ji Shaodian: "Your Highness, I will forgive you, let me punish myself three cups!"

Zi Jian and Zi Jian exchanged glances and both retreated.

Ji Shaodian staggered over and smiled more happily: "Haha, brother is so happy..."

Wujiu raised the jade pot and opened his mouth to swallow it hard. The pot of wine was in an instant. He still felt unsatisfied and grabbed a jar of wine again: "Since your highness has the kindness of peace, how dare you not ignorant of raising your praise? Your Highness Ji Ba..." He actually turned around and walked towards Ji Ba, and said with a hesitant expression: "You can say a word to me, and I will toast you this jar of wine!"

Toasting with enemies for one sentence means relieving his past grudges. He is showing weakness or bowing his head to admit defeat.

Ji Shaodian was overjoyed and urged repeatedly: "Haha, just as I wish, please tell me everything, and don't let Gongsun Wujiu down on his painstaking efforts..."

Ji Ba sat down without moving, slowly raised his head, his gloomy face showed a look of surprise, and then his eyes narrowed, as if he wanted to see through someone's illusion. After a while, he said suspiciously: "What do you... want to know?"

Sitting beside him were Zi Quan and Zi Zhen, both with sharp eyes and alert expressions.

Wujiu stood still, perhaps by coincidence or intention, and he, Ji Shaodian and Ji Ba, were more than ten feet away from each other. He sighed and said in a low voice: "I want to find the girl's bones so that she can be with her parents..."

Ji Ba stroked his beard with his hands and kept scrutinizing his eyes.

But Wujiu looked at the wine jar in his hand, looking sad and helpless.

Ji Ba nodded, thought for a moment, and pondered: "Your girl... I've forgotten... Oh, it seems to be thrown into the beast garden, and there should be no bones left..." He raised his wine glass, as if he was apologized: "I've had it first, I'll give you twenty virgins to make up for it another day..."

Wujiu was still looking at the wine jar in his hand, his eyes were a little straight, his teeth were "rattled" and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When the person died, Ji Ba did not take it seriously at all, but threw it into the beast garden to feed the jackals, tigers and leopards. And he actually wanted to repay my girl's life with twenty women?

"Ba"

It was convenient for this moment that a slap sounded. Everyone was still paying attention and was suddenly shocked. They saw that both parties were standing and sitting without any movement, while someone shouted and scolded at the other end of the seat.

"You...why did you hit me?"

"If you don't want to eat toast, you will be punished for wine. I will beat you..."

A strong man with a drunken eyes covered his cheeks and looked very angry. Qi Sanren, who was drinking, was also drunk and shaking up, and actually raised his legs and kicked: "I am an immortal. How dare you, an ordinary man, betrayal..."

It seems that the two of them were drunk, and this situation is normal. Some people are drunk and drunk, and they don’t even recognize their parents.

However, the two sides of the dispute were not ordinary people. One was a general, with a great seniority among the royal family. The other was a monk, a worshiper in the military camp. Even so, two people were drunk and troubled. What's more, one was beaten and kicked, and rolled to the ground, overthrew the case, and suddenly the wine and meat were in a mess. However, the old Taoist refused to give in, staring at his drunken eyes and cursing: "You are all the grass, pigs and dogs are worse than bad things..."

This scolding is too harsh!

At the celebration banquet, there were either power or noble, and there were two royal princes, even the masters of the Immortal Sect, who wanted to give in to the courtesy, but now they were scolded by an old fortune-telling monk and were not spared. What's more, he was not a disciple of Ziding Mountain, but an elderly casual cultivator with poor cultivation!

"The younger one is arrogant and drive him out-"

Zi Quan slapped the table and scolded angrily. Among the monks present, he had the highest cultivation level, so of course he had to take the lead in speaking out.

Several monks from Ziding Mountain dared not be negligent and set off to rush towards Qisanren.

It was amazing that the old Taoist started to be drunk. At least he had the record of Yunxiao Tower, and he angrily scolded: "As a monk, you are indiscriminate, and you will join forces to deal with fellow practitioners. What is the difference between you and a beast..." Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw out a handful of paper talisman.

With a "bang", a large ball of fire exploded, but it did not burn the opponent. Instead, it scared everyone present to panic.

"Oh, my path is outnumbered, let's go--"

Qi Sanren failed to take action, as if he was awake, so he turned around and ran away, and jumped out of the tent in the blink of an eye.

Just when the chaos was in chaos, I heard someone exclaiming: "Save me--" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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