Chi Xiaochi's back was trembling slightly.
He whispered to Lou Ying: "...Sir."
The voice was a little trembling, and the cat scratched Lou Ying's ears like a cat, as if it was not deliberately provocative.
Chi Xiaochi said, "I have no more cards."
Lou Ying: "..."
Chi Xiaochi: "That card is quite expensive, so I only exchanged one to play."
He still remembered that the last time the graphics card was redeemed with the remorse value on the third day after Yan Jinhua started begging for food.
That day, Yan Jinhua, because he had no experience in begging, took up other people's territory and was beaten by a small group of local beggar gangs.
A full 80 points can only be exchanged for 5 minutes of physical time. It is a useless garbage skill. Chi Xiaochi only redeemed one for the purpose of collecting.
Chi Xiaochi said: "When this mission is over, return to the main god space, and we will do this again."
Lou Ying: "...what do you do?"
Chi Xiaochi's feigned relaxed tone trembled a little: "Just, make an appointment with that."
Lou Ying let go of his hand.
Chi Xiaochi turned his back to him and said, "Physical needs, I sometimes have them too, it's normal."
Lou Ying's voice sounded behind him, and he couldn't hear any joy or anger: "What did you say you were going to do?"
Chi Xiaochi stood up and pulled the soft boot of his right foot up to his ankle: "Well, I'll go get something to eat."
The sound of walking out of the tent awakened Li Yeshu, who was resting outside the tent. Without further words from Chi Xiaochi, he got up and went to get the side dishes.
Chi Xiaochi faced the sky and took a deep breath.
… He did it on purpose.
Deliberately misinterpreting Lou Ying's meaning, deliberately angering him, because he knew that even if he was angry, he wouldn't be very angry.
Chi Xiaochi is not slow, he just doesn't want to get involved in more complicated emotions.
Just friendship is fine.
Chi Xiaochi thought, Brother Lou should like him a little bit.
But it should only be a little bit.
Lou Ying is such a gentle person, which can make him tolerant and a bit high-spirited and charming. He can't imagine anyone who can match him.
He is like a man who has been poor for a long time and thought he would stay poor, suddenly he has a wealth that is incomparably rich, and the financial report allows him to enjoy and splurge, but he would rather put the treasure in a box and sleep on the hard box.
Very strange psychology.
Chi Xiaochi laughed, took the small tray handed over by Li Yeshu, and entered the tent again.
After the charming atmosphere in the tent was violently destroyed by Chi Xiaochi's announcement of a gun appointment, it made Chi Xiaochi feel a little more at ease.
Lou Ying, as he expected, thoughtfully didn't say anything romantic that would make his heart skip a beat and be at a loss.
For a while, there was only the screeching sound of cups and bowls colliding and the sound of swallowing warm soup flowing into the mouth.
Lou Ying's eating movements were very elegant, Chi Xiaochi kept watching him, and his mood gradually calmed down.
They still have to sleep, so the amount of food that Ashu has prepared is relatively small.
When he was five minutes full, Lou Ying put down his chopsticks: "Well, that's it."
Chi Xiaochi withdrew the small table and tableware on the bed, lay down with Lou Ying again, helped him tuck the quilt, then closed his eyes and pretended to be ready to fall asleep.
He thought, people should be sleepy when they have eaten enough, and when Lou Ying falls asleep, he can fall asleep with a hypnosis card...
In the long silence, Chi Xiaochi thought that Lou Ying should have fallen asleep, so he secretly lit the display.
When the sleeping screen lights up, a sleepy voice suddenly came from beside him: "Speaking of which, we have an appointment?"
Chi Xiaochi poked his finger crookedly.
These words are a bit mindless, but Chi Xiaochi instinctively felt that something was wrong: "... What's the appointment."
Lou Ying paused, as if he was considering what words would be more appropriate to express.
In the end, he chose to borrow Chi Xiaochi's words: "About."
Chi Xiaochi: "..."
He felt something was wrong.
In Chi Xiaochi's original idea, Lou Ying would definitely refuse.
Chi Xiaochi turned his head to the side, opened his eyes, and met a pair of eyes sunk in the darkness, as quiet as two stars.
Lou Ying asked him for his opinion in a gentlemanly manner: "After returning home? Do you prefer to be in the kitchen, bathroom, or bed?"
Chi Xiaochi: "...Sir, when did you become like this?"
Lou Ying: "I hope you have a better experience."
Chi Xiaochi tried to be shameless: "I didn't say it."
Lou Ying was even more shameless than him: "I recorded it."
Chi Xiaochi: "...Sir, you are a bit perverted like this."
Lou Ying: "Do you want me to show it to you?"
There was no sound from Chi Xiaochi's side.
Lou Ying seemed to feel something, and checked the warehouse in his consciousness, and found that there was one more hypnosis card missing.
… Obviously there is a memory card but it is useless, not bad, it is an improvement.
He sat up, looked at Chi Xiaochi who was asleep, and sighed slightly.
Lou Ying knew where the crux of Chi Xiaochi was.
Memory can beautify a person.
Maybe Chi Xiaochi didn't even realize that in his mind, Lou Ying had been beautified too much.
A young man who is excellent in learning, proficient in mechanics, has a good temper, and has no arrogance. Occasionally, he is troubled by a problem he has done wrong, and he forgets the fried eggs in the pot because he is addicted to the problem. He can only face the ball in the pot. The coke is sighing and sighing.
He didn't want to be a high god, and Lou Ying wasn't a god either.
At least God will not die, nor will he be formatted, ignorant of the secrets of the system.
Lou Ying stared at Chi Xiaochi with a gentle and helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Now, I can be whatever I want to be. The stars, the moon, Dong Feihong, Bru, Gan Yu, Gan Tang, the coal boss, Wen Yujing, Yu Fengmian."
"But I'm not what you imagined."
"I want a lot, I have desires, and I have a lot of bad thoughts that you can't imagine. In the future, you may be asked to accept it slowly, please bear with me."
He lowered his head, tidied up the somewhat messy quilt in front of Chi Xiaochi's chest, without any more intimate movements, he immediately supported himself on the ground with his arms, sat down on the wheelchair, looked down at his legs, and smiled bitterly.
Being a leopard has to be solved by oneself, and also in a wheelchair.
Li Yeshu was guarding outside the tent, and faintly heard one or two muffled grunts inside the tent. He pricked up his ears to listen carefully, but felt that he heard nothing.
Probably dreaming.
With the great victory encouragement, the soldiers marched much faster.
After half a month, they arrived at a riverside in the southern border.
Because the spring is getting deeper and the ice and snow melt, the river water is wrapped in ice and wrapped in jade, rushing down like a horse without reins.
The "horse without borders" is also the name given to the river by the local aborigines.
There are also many veterans in the team who have been in charge of escorting grain and grass all year round. The further they walk along the river, the louder the chants in the team, as if everyone is discussing something in a low voice.
Yan Yuanheng was a little strange: "What are they talking about?"
Shi Tingyun rode on his white horse, and the white spikes on his silver helmet were rattled by the wind from the river.
He replied, "Back to the Thirteenth Prince, the ferry is coming."
ferry
Yes, looking at the topography of this place, if he remembered it correctly, the front is the Yiyezhou Ferry.
Yan Yuanheng fell silent.
On a winter day when he was still young, Southern Border recharged his energy and started a war.
The Southern Border cavalry army was superior and came prepared. Shi Jinghong was only a young general in his early twenties. He first took command of the army and was separated from the large team in the fierce battle. There was a fierce battle nearby, and it was temporarily ended with a narrow victory for the Jinghong side.
In that battle, blood stained Yingjiang.
The chasing troops came at any time, and the corpses on the ground could not be buried. Shi Jinghong was afraid that the people in the southern border would slaughter and practice the corpses, so he had to reluctantly order to push the corpses of the soldiers from the Central Plains into the blood-red river.
The lonely soul walks along the river, and finally has a period of returning home.
The next year, the world will be at peace.
A veteran who had been in the Beifu Army for many years, he met Shi Jinghong in the early morning of one day, and he bowed when they met.
Shi Jinghong was confused, helped him up, and asked what was the matter.
He held up a letter and said with tears in his eyes that his wife wrote a letter yesterday, saying in the letter that she dreamed that her son had come home, wearing blood-stained iron armor, soaked all over, and did not speak, only knocked in front of the door Three heads.
After waking up, his old wife staggered to the door, knelt on the spot where her son had just kneeled in his dream, and stroked and stroked, as if there were still traces of water there.
The Huo Tau army burst into tears and said, "If there is no General Shi to lead the way, his son's soul will never return. Thank you General Shi for his kindness."
He couldn't hear Shi Jinghong's response for a long time, and when he looked up, he was stunned to find that the superior Shi Jinghong was also crying.
Since then, the Beifu Army has set the rules.
Whenever the Beifu army passed a leaf boat, they had to dismount and lead the horse.
The general needs to kneel in front of the ferry and sacrifice his clothes, and the souls of the soldiers in the Weijiang River will go home in clothes.
In addition, there are three no sacrifices.
Don't sacrifice in wartime, don't sacrifice in urgency, don't sacrifice in disrespect.
The last time Yan Yuanheng led the army to the rescue, he also passed by this place. Because of the emergency situation, he did not stop all the way, and rushed over directly from One Leaf Boat.
When he returned, he remembered Shi Tingyun who was injured, and he passed by without anyone reminding him.
After all, he is not a soldier of Beifu, even if he is, in terms of his excessively turbulent mood, it can be regarded as "disrespectful".
Yan Yuanheng was distracted thinking about the past, and in less than a moment, the former army stopped.
Shi Tingyun, who was beside him, dismounted from the horse, and the red cloak flashed on his body, which was lifted to one side by Jiang Feng.
A boat has arrived.
It was an ordinary ferry without any extra decoration. The tarpaulin on the top was blown by a corner of the warm river wind, and because the river water accelerated, the wooden ferry was even a little loose. The cloud stepped up and swayed slightly.
He looked at Shi Tingyun, took off his silver helmet, placed it on the head of the ferry, and immediately raised his robe and bowed down.
The movements are clean and neat, which is the unique high-spiritedness of young soldiers.
As soldiers, they don't need to burn incense to evoke their souls, they only need three solid bangs.
Shi Tingyun took off his thin cloak.
The cloak with the gold pattern on the red background looks like a red cloud swept into the river.
Some soldiers responded and threw helmets, whips, and even the shoes and socks that the old lady sewed into the river before she left.
The veterans took the lead in shouting, and the recruits responded.
Gradually, the scattered shouts turned into a deafening chorus:
"How can you say no clothes! Robe with your son!!"
"How can you say that you have no clothes! You are in the same pool as your son!!"
"Don't say no clothes! Same clothes as your son!!"
When the sacrificial clothes were finished, Shi Tingyun picked up the silver helmet with one hand and led the horse forward until the rear army passed the ferry, and then flew to the horse.
Yan Yuanheng, who had been watching him silently, asked him, "How many times have you done it?"
"Four times. This is the fifth time." Shi Tingyun said with a little regret, "I did it when I went to the frontier to visit my father. I didn't pray during the war, and I couldn't make it when I came back."
Yan Yuanheng said: "That time you were injured and drowsy, and Zhennanguan was in a state of ruin. There was no medicine for a while. Uncle Shi asked me to take care of you, and you don't have to bow down."
Yan Yuanheng clumsily tried to use the title of "Uncle Shi" to get closer to Shi Tingyun.
He hadn't heard it for a long time, and he kind of wanted to hear him call him Yuanheng.
Sure enough, Shi Tingyun said, "That time... I would like to thank Yuanheng."
Yan Yuanheng lowered his head and couldn't help showing a happy smile where he couldn't see it.
Raising his head, he was cold and solemn again, and continued: "These days, Uncle Shi has never written a letter..."
While speaking, there was the sound of hoofs in front of him.
Looking at the dress, it was a messenger from the Beifu army.
The messenger saw the Major General head-on, flying horses forward, as if he was in a hurry to report, his face was a little stiff because of the wind, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.
Shi Tingyun leaned over: "What's the matter?"
The messenger gasped for two breaths, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Hui... Major General, Zhennanguan... Another good news! A few days ago, Deputy General Bai of Yongzhou intercepted a Southern Border spy, asked for important information from him, and took Peizhou down!"
Shi Tingyun heard the sound and shouted.
Peizhou is not a strategically important place for military strategists, but it is a sharp blade that separates Dingyuan and Yongzhou. Now that Peizhou has won, Dingyuan and Yongzhou can be opened up, and a new line of defense can be built!
He took out a letter from his arms: "This is a letter from the general to you. Major general, the youngest is going to the capital to announce the good news, and retire first."
In Yan Yuanheng's opinion, after the victory, Uncle Shi wrote to Tingyun, which was a normal thing.
However, Yan Yuanheng turned his eyes occasionally, and found that Chu Ziling, who had been riding behind Shi Tingyun diagonally, had a happy expression, but the light on his face was a little dim, and the happy expression seemed a little reluctant, which was really strange.
He secretly wrote it down and didn't mention it much.