As soon as Mao hour arrives, the military whistle blows every day.
The man in the same military tent as Xu Qingmu was a fat, short young soldier, about fifteen or sixteen years old. As soon as the young soldier opened his eyes, he suddenly saw a figure dangling in front of him. He was startled and reflexively He covered his chest with both hands and looked warily at Xu Qingmu, who was already dressed in front of him. Maybe he felt that his behavior was a bit girly, so he immediately changed his position and used his clothes to cover his exposed chest.
Xu Qingmu felt a little funny and thought of Situ Jing he met on the road for no reason. The young man quickly moved his eyes away from the fat soldier's snow-white chest and said seriously: "My name is Xu Qingmu, and I am a new soldier recruited by General Wang. When I came back last night I saw you sleeping soundly, so I didn’t disturb you."
The fat man clearly felt that the young man's gaze was slipping again, so he quickly put on his clothes and finished them very quickly. His body was swaying with fat: "My name is Shen Xiuqi, a three-year veteran. Everyone calls me Qiang Qiang." He put on the helmet. At that moment, Xu Qingmu clearly felt that the iron armor was a little deformed by the squeeze. The young man thought in his mind, is the food in the army so good?
"Let's go, the morning training has begun." The fat man greeted: "Our team has a total of 168 people, oh, there are 169 now. The leader Wang Zhongxin--" The fat man stopped suddenly, looked at him with a sly look, and lay next to the young man's ear. He continued to whisper: "It's my uncle. He is a martial arts master in the late stage of body training!" Before Xu Qingmu could express his stance, the fat man continued to mutter: "My uncle never allowed me to say nonsense, saying that this is a kind of scorn and avoidance of relatives. , the principle of raising relatives to avoid suspicion."
During the conversation, the two of them had already arrived in the queue. The originally noisy courtyard fell into silence the moment General Wang went out. Xu Qingmu couldn't help but carefully look at the generals whom he had seen several times but had not taken a closer look at.
However, the general surnamed Wang in his early forties, with black and vertical hair, tall sword-shaped eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, sharp-edged contours, and a tall and slender but not rough figure, looks like a man in the dark night. The eagle in the painting is cold and aloof, yet powerful and powerful. He exudes a strength that arrogantly dominates the world. He has a broad chest and a power that is invincible to him. His words are majestic and his ambitions are as high as thousands of feet. His heart is bold. It's as big as a lion descending from the clouds. The young man can't help but have a trace of fascination in his heart.
"My fellow soldiers, the rest period of the 17th Detachment of Black Tiger Cavalry has ended, and we will rush to the battlefield at the Lingnan Frontier Fortress!" General Wang paused, raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd, and then said: "Today our army has joined Two new forces." General Wang glanced over and pointed at Xu Qingmu.
Everyone glanced over with different expressions, some were surprised, some were welcoming, and most were indifferent. Xu Qingmu clasped his fists one by one and nodded in return.
But soon, the soldiers immediately returned to their original state, neat and orderly.
"And Cao Dan." The general raised his hand again and said.
Then a little Taoist priest wearing a Pisces Taoist crown appeared from behind the general with a smile: "Hello everyone, my name is Cao Dan, and I am... a warlock. Hehe."
Xu Qingmu's face was full of surprise. Why did this deceitful Taoist priest also join the army?
The fat man saw Xu Qingmu's surprise and nudged the young man with his elbow: "Do you know her? She is a stunning beauty, comparable to my mother." The fat man affirmed. He nodded secretly: "Even pretty."
Xu Qingmu looked at the fat man Shen Xiuqi as if he were a ghost: "This is a man."
The fat man's eyes opened even wider: "Transvestite?"
Before Xu Qingmu could respond, Cao Dan jumped towards them and greeted them with a smile: "Long time no see."
Xu Qingmu rolled his eyes, it had only been three days in total.
The fat man moved his position in disgust, with a look of disdain on his face, and he did not forget to wipe the cuff that Cao Dan accidentally touched with his hand.
The little Taoist priest Cao Dan was stunned. He was too ugly. He lifted up his sleeves and smelled it. He had just taken a bath. Why was he so disliked?
Xu Qingmu frowned. He didn't like or agree with what Fatty did. In this case, he would just rely on someone else's words or unintentional malicious words to believe one side of the story, thereby making more malicious speculations about others, and even worse. Add verbal and personal attacks.
Xu Qingmu thought of the big yellow dog a year ago. Because the villagers said, "I saw your big yellow dog went to the latrine at the end of the village to eat shit again." So he was angry all the way home and thought a lot in his heart. He even secretly made up his mind to punish and punish him, even if he was starved for three or four days. Xu Qingmu fully demonstrated his "evil" along the way. After returning home, he saw that the old yellow dog had a trace of faintness left on his mouth. Yellow paste. When Xu Qingmu came back, the old yellow dog happily waggled his tail and stepped forward to greet him. However, he was beaten with a broomstick and was stunned. He ran out wailing.
Later Lin Zhenbei explained that the old yellow dog had never left the courtyard at all, and the yellow paste around his mouth was just peanut butter for him to eat.
Although Xu Qingmu apologized and the old yellow dog also forgave him, the "evil" in his heart was directly released by being told "Yes, that's it", "I saw it with my own eyes", "Everyone said so" .
But looking back, even if you were wrong, the people who originally advised you and encouraged you were just: "Oh, that's it, who told him to do whatever he wanted". An innocent person who was right proved that there was no truth in the past. The first error is followed by the need to prove a second error that does not exist in the first place.
Thinking of this, Xu Qingmu turned sideways and said to the fat man: "The contact time is not long, it may be a woman."
Sure enough, the fat man's eyes lit up again.
When there is no need to pay for suspicion and slander, everyone is a saint standing on the moral high ground.
After the lecture, they dispersed and had breakfast.
Xu Qingmu, fat man Shen Xiuqi, and little Taoist priest Cao Dan sat at a table. The fat man asked Cao Dan enthusiastically: "There are not many people in the army, but there are comprehensive positions. There are scouts, chargers, shields, logistics, and military doctors. You have to choose." What group?”
Cao Dan looked at the fat man whose attitude had changed rapidly in just one morning, and slandered in his heart: This melon boy has a normal head, right?
But he still stuffed his buns and muttered vaguely: "I will go wherever Xu Qingmu goes."
The young man was speechless for a while. But he was also thinking about the group that the fat man just mentioned. The scout did not consider it first. He came here to exercise. The scout focused too much on speed and agility. The charge and shield were too cumbersome. Logistics? Just a retirement center. Military doctor But yes, the old beggar said that martial arts are divided into Qi refining, body training, foundation building, and Dacheng. In fact, it is to constantly polish the muscles and bones and warm and nourish the acupuncture points to make your Qi and blood flow more smoothly. Military doctors have a lot of time and can also learn various acupuncture points on the human body. .
Xu Qingmu raised his head and saw the fat man's big face stretched out, his mouth full of oil. "Military doctor." Xu Qingmu replied and handed the fat man a handkerchief.
It seems that the fatness of the fat man has nothing to do with the quality of the food, but the quantity. Xu Qingmu thought secretly.
In the afternoon, Xu Qingmu and Cao Dan received military doctor's clothes and team emblems respectively. The army set off for their destination together at night.
The young man wears a hairpin on his head and a wooden sword hanging from his waist.
There was a little Taoist priest who followed him around.
The young man looked at the moonlight, which was still bright.