After hearing this, Zhao Mingcheng was too lazy to pay attention to him and fell asleep by himself.
Xu Yitian led a group of people to walk towards the racecourse with lights on, only to see Chen Shaonian arriving here early. He only heard him shouting in the dark, "You are committing evil."
"What are you doing here? Go back!" Chen Shaonian yelled angrily.
"Let's see who is practicing equestrian skills so late at night. We have been in the army for so long and we have never seen a horse running in the racecourse."
"Look, look, be careful you won't be able to sleep when you get back."
Chen Shaonian left angrily.
Xu Tiantian and others approached, and saw two soldiers riding two horses, holding a rope in their hands, as if they were pulling something.
When they approached from the darkness and leaned over, everyone saw clearly that it turned out that there was a person pulling at the end of the rope.
"Isn't this He Yaotian?"
After hearing this, Chen Zhiang felt as if someone had hit a bell next to his ear.
When everyone saw it, they looked at each other and without saying a word, they all lowered their heads and went to the barracks.
When they arrived at the barracks, a group of people gathered around Zhao Mingcheng.
Zhao Mingcheng was frightened awake in his sleep and sat up in shock.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Zhiang frowned, "Thank you so much, Brother Defu today."
Zhao Mingcheng reacted, "He Yaotian is being punished outside now?"
"Yeah. He was being carried by two people on horseback. It looked like there was no movement at all. He must have died."
Zhao Mingcheng frowned.
Such thick fat should be very resistant...
"pity……"
"I was reckless today. I will never forget your kindness. You saved me today. If you need my help with anything in the future, just ask."
"I told you a long time ago, you don't have to be polite. Well, now everyone knows what the head coach is like, so I don't need to tell you how to behave tomorrow."
Everyone was silent.
Zhao Mingcheng suddenly stood up.
Everyone felt that the crisis was around them, and they were all full of fear of the military camp. At this time, Zhao Mingcheng seemed to be walking out. He looked so proud that everyone thought he was going to beat the head coach to vent his anger.
Xu Yitian hurriedly grabbed him, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to poop."
Zhao Mingcheng then walked out alone.
He did come to the latrine and relieve himself, but when he went out, he looked up and saw the bright moonlight. He couldn't help but murmured, "When the moon is dark and the wind is high, you kill people and set fires. When the moon is thin, save people and save them."
Bad times."
He looked around casually and saw the torches still burning in the distance on the racecourse.
It seems that the man is not dead yet, and those people are still holding him.
Zhao Mingcheng went back to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Zhao Mingcheng quietly got up, put on his shoes, and placed his newly-issued gun in the corner, the tip of the gun shining brightly in the dark night.
Zhao Mingcheng found his own sword in a smear campaign. It is said that this thing is a treasure and can cut iron like clay.
Inside the room, Xu Tiantian's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his two eyeballs were shining brightly, looking extremely strange in the dark night.
Zhao Mingcheng was walking outside with his sword in hand. It was not peaceful outside. There was a pond nearby. The frogs in the pond kept croaking at night, and those damn cicadas croaked all night long.
Zhao Mingcheng walked all the way down the railing, and these wooden stakes could help him cover up.
Fortunately, those corrupt officials usually deduct military pay, and the racecourse is not very big.
Zhao Mingcheng didn't spend much time and quickly completed a lap around the racecourse.
But he didn't see the sumo wrestler.
If he was killed because he did something that was harmful to nature, he wouldn't say anything about it, but he happened to be born in the Song Dynasty and met such a traitorous general like Ma Lin.
Zhao Mingcheng looked left and right, almost giving up. But he heard breathing behind him, and he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out from behind. He turned around stiffly and saw a head facing him.
Fortunately, Zhao Mingcheng had seen many horrific scenes, otherwise he failed to save people today and risked his own life.
"He Yaotian?"
"help me--"
The voice was hoarse and very weak.
"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Just hold on."
Zhao Mingcheng looked around and saw no one.
He turned around and found the side where the moonlight was shining on him, and then he could see clearly the rope hanging his body.
He cut the rope, and then heard a splash, and He Yaotian fell from the tree.
"Take it easy!"
He Yaotian fell to the ground and suddenly stopped breathing. Seeing that his face was covered in blood, Zhao Mingcheng tried to breathe again, but he was still breathing.
Zhao Mingcheng thought that he had to take good care of his face now that he was like this. He might not be able to save his face unless he was rich.
At this time, Zhao Mingcheng suddenly remembered that he had two older brothers.
It's a pity that I gave them tattered clothes a few days ago, telling them that brothers are like clothes, they have to be broken off when they need to be broken, and asked them not to miss me anymore, and act like women every time they come to see their mother-in-law.
Forget it, shamelessly let them find a way to deal with it.
But how could he send this big fat man away?
When He Yaotian was semi-conscious, he only remembered a sword and a butt dangling in front of his eyes. The sword looked very special, and the patterns carved on the hilt were very simple.
Zhao Mingcheng dragged He Yaotian for dozens of steps, and then saw the kitchen in the distance, with piles of firewood next to it, and he immediately came up with a plan.
He thought he was going to die because someone was digging a hole nearby.
Sure enough, when he regained consciousness again, he was being put into a pit.
The golden rooster crowed, and Zhao Mingcheng looked at the person he had buried. He was a little proud that the hole was dug just right.
He found some firewood and piled it into a minaret shape, leaving space in the middle.
"Wukong, I will come back in five hundred years to let you out."
Zhao Mingcheng leisurely returned to the door. As soon as he entered, he saw Xu Yitian sitting on the cave and staring at him with big eyes. Xu Yitian shouted excitedly when he saw him come back alive.
"You're back."
"I have a stomachache, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, just stay alive." Xu Tiantian sat aside, rubbing his dark eyes.
Zhao Mingcheng wondered, "This bastard didn't sleep all night last night. Forget it, never mind him. Anyway, when the matter is revealed, I will reveal my identity and see who dares to do anything to him."
But before Zhao Mingcheng could lie down and sleep for a while, a group of soldiers suddenly rushed in, "Someone was lost in the barracks last night. We came here to search for them! Did any of you leave the barracks last night?"
Zhao Mingcheng thought to himself: It’s really embarrassing, it’s embarrassing for you! It’s embarrassing for Dafa!
Showing one thing on the outside and another behind the scenes in front of the officers and soldiers of the three armies will only cause the prestige of those in high positions to fall to the ground and turn them into scum.
Xu Yitian replied flatly, "No."
Chen Zhiang also shook his head, "We chatted all night last night and didn't go to bed until dawn. No one left."
The seven people spoke in unison, with only Zhao Mingcheng muttering on one side.
"I'm asking you?"
The general came to Zhao Mingcheng.
Zhao Mingcheng asked, "Does going to the toilet count as leaving the barracks?"
"You! Humph!"
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, the man angrily picked up his sword and left. This chapter has been completed!