In the middle of the night, the dim torches in the barracks flickered, and there was a team of soldiers patrolling, making the entire barracks look solid, but at the same time, there was a sense of order.
Outside the barracks, there was no singing at this moment, but it was calm.
The lights of many camps have been extinguished, but there are only a few, under the construction of the lights, you can see each and every figure. Especially in the handsome camp in the middle, the lights are brighter. Around that, there are many sergeants guarding.
In the handsome tent, the veteran Sinan was standing next to a map, frowning, and looking at him intently. There was only him in the tent, and the surroundings were very quiet. Only the sound of the burning candle came from time to time.
"South King... Hmph, these people deserve to be called the South King!" The veteran looked at the map and sneered. He himself couldn't tell why, he had a strange feeling about the name Nan Wang.
It seems that no one in this world deserves to be called the Southern King!
"Oh? So who is worthy of being called the Southern King?" A smiling voice came from behind the veteran.
The veteran had a halt, but he returned to normal in an instant. He turned to look behind him and saw a young man in white clothes and white hair standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.
"Before the old man became a king, no one deserved to have the title of Southern King." The veteran didn't have the slightest panic in his expression, but sat there calmly.
"Sit." The veteran pointed forward.
Wang Lin looked at the other party with admiration in his eyes. In the absence of memory, facing a stranger who suddenly appeared in the handsome account, the other party could be so calm, which is extremely rare.
Especially this calmness is not to make, but to be truly calm.
Wang Lin smiled and sat opposite the veteran.
"Is there any wine?" Wang Lin smiled.
"How can there be no wine in the army!" The veteran laughed, and in front of Wang Lin, he let out a low drink out of the tent.
"Come here, get the wine!"
A voice of respect came from outside the tent. After a while, several soldiers walked into the tent. After seeing Wang Lin, the expressions of these soldiers were taken aback, especially the guards outside, their expressions changed drastically. .
They didn't see anyone enter here!
"Put down the wine and go out!" The veteran looked as usual and waved.
The guards were silent, after putting down a few jars of wine beside the veteran and Wang Lin, they withdrew one by one.
"General Sinan has a deep concentration." Wang Lin picked up a jug of wine and drank a big mouthful.
"Your Excellency can come here silently. Even if these soldiers make a move, they can't stop your intentions. What's the use of staying here." The veteran also picked up a jar of wine and patted the mud. Take a lot of gulps.
The smile on Wang Lin’s face was even thicker. He was really happy. It could even be said that when he came to Xiangang Continent, he seldom had such a happy time. This is different from obtaining the remnant soul of Li Muwan, and different from being around Xuan Luo. , But a meeting of a close friend, that kind of indescribable feeling.
This feeling made him very relaxed and happy.
The shadows of the people outside the tent flickered, and the footsteps came in. In just a few words, the tent was already densely surrounded by countless soldiers. All the generals arrived, outside the tent like a big enemy, but Don't dare to enter at will, you can only surround it closely.
Each of them looked nervous, but the Xiao Sha was quite a bit, but they were condensed like the sky, making the countless torches in the barracks here seem to be suppressed and invisibly dimmed.
Time passed, and dawn was about to come in a blink of an eye. These sergeants were out, and they were almost all night. If it were not for the sound of laughter from time to time in the tent, they were afraid that they would have already rushed in anxiously.
It's just that the laughter came, but it made them even more puzzled.
"Interestingly, Mr. Wang went to so many places. The old man Shanhai has heard of it. Unfortunately, it is too far away. I wait for mortals and cannot go." The veteran sighed slightly, put down an empty altar, picked up another one, and drank. Next bite.
"If you want, you can." Wang Lin drank the spicy wine, looked at the old man, and smiled.
"Oh? Mr. Wang should be a monk." The veteran's eyes flashed.
Wang Lin nodded, did not speak, but continued to drink.
Time passed again. When the dawn broke, when a white line appeared at the end of the day, when the first sun began to rise and the darkness dissipated, Wang Lin and the veteran had already had a night of wine. During this night, Wang Lin said After a lot, he talked about all his experiences in Xiangang Continent. He talked about Tianniu Island, Moxie Island, and scenes from that ancestral city, and even everything about the ancient tribe. come out.
He said that when he found Li Muwan's remnant soul, tears flowed out, and when he said that he had killed Daogu Huangzun and paid his life back to the master, his expression was dim.
He said a lot, until he said that he had left the ancient clan and returned to the land of the immortal clan.
The veteran listened in a daze. He couldn't imagine what kind of identity this person had. If everything he said was true, then this person must be an amazing person on the Xiangang Continent!
But why does such a person come to his own account in the middle of the night, drink with himself, and tell him this... In the mind of the veteran, the person in front of him slowly seems to be familiar, as if this familiarity has been hidden in The depths of his memory, at this moment, are revealed.
When he saw the other party's tears and the sorrow, he did not know why, but he also felt the same, like the story between the other party and that Li Muwan, he had seen it with his own eyes.
"I can't find Li Qianmei... Situ, I searched for a long, long time, but in the end I couldn't find her..." Wang Lin muttered, drinking wine while bitter, and he couldn't talk to others about some things, but he could. Talk to Situ.
"Situ... who is..." The veteran's expression became complicated. He had heard this surname in the other party's mouth many times.
Wang Lin put down the empty wine jar and picked up another one. That night, they had ordered people to serve drinks several times.
"I have a close friend, he is called Situ..." Wang Lin murmured, taking a look at the veteran.
"To be your best friend, I think this person called Situ is also a monk." The veteran looked at Wang Lin in a daze, and said slowly.
"He is a monk, a... The monk who wants to be a prince, if you want to hear stories about him, you have to start from a place called Vermilion Star, a third-level cultivation country. Zhao Guo started talking..." Wang Lin With memories on his face, he said softly.
Wang Lin's voice whirled in this tent, and the veteran listened silently, his eyes were more dazed.
Time passed, and when the morning came and the sky was bright, Wang Lin's voice was still muttering in this tent.
"Li Qianmei, Situ Nan, Qingshui... They all reincarnated on the Xiangang Continent... I left a mark on them, this is the only way to find them." Wang Lin took a sip of wine, looked at the veteran, and smiled .
The veteran was silent, his body trembled, and for a long time, he opened his eyes sharply.
"I'm Situ Nan?" He looked at Wang Lin blankly, his voice hesitant.
Wang Lin looked at the veteran and nodded slowly.
"You are Situ Nan, I am Wang Lin..."
"Wang Lin..." the veteran murmured. After a long time, he suddenly burst into laughter. He smiled and burst into tears. He would never believe this, but the feeling from the soul, the familiarity of the person in front of him, and He had to believe what he said about the scenes of the Dongfu world.
And he didn't think that an immortal monk would come to deceive himself, a mortal!
"That said, I have reincarnation many times on this Xiangang Continent, and this time I am Sinan, the commander of Wu Xuan country..." In the laughter, the veteran had more tears, and he believed this. Everything, but just because I believe it, it feels unacceptable.
"The 500,000 sergeants who are out of the account, some of them have followed me from my grandfather's generation until after their grandfather died in battle, their father continued to be my soldier, and there are even a lot of them in their After my father died in the battle, they still followed me.
Now, you tell me that I am Situ Nan, a Situ Nan who wants to become a prince, and I am not the great commander of the Sinan of Wu Xuan Kingdom, so what do they do! "Under the voice of the veteran, the curtain was suddenly opened. The soldiers were about to rush in, but they were all driven out by the veteran with a low drink.
"Reincarnation... Reincarnation... Once reincarnation, how many fetters I have, I reincarnate several times..." The veteran sat in the seat, looking at Wang Lin complicatedly, and slowly grinning bitterly.
"Sorry... This was my own choice back then. I chose to reincarnate in Xiangang Continent. It has nothing to do with you."
Wang Lin was silent, drinking continuously, taking a mouthful.
"Help me, unlock the memory of past lives!" The veteran kept drinking until after drinking three full altars, his eyes were bloodshot, and people became drunk. He looked at Wang Lin and said firmly.
When the night came again, Wang Lin left this handsome camp, his expression was complicated, and he looked back in mid-air and took a deep look at the handsome tent below. When he looked at it, the curtain was lifted and the veteran walked out. , Looked up at him.
"Wang Lin, wait for Lao Tzu's reincarnation in this life without regrets, and become the Queen of the South, I will go to you!" The veteran said loudly, his voice full of domineering and boldness.
A smile appeared on Wang Lin's face, the laughter grew more and more, and finally he laughed likewise.
"Situ, wait for your prince to do enough, and I will wait for you to come, you and I will be drunk again!" Wang Lin turned around, turned into Changhong, and disappeared between heaven and earth.
"Boys, consolidate the soldiers, first bring the Southern King of Birds to Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu has long seen him not pleasing to his eyes. His grandma's, he dare to be called the Southern King!!
Lao Tzu wants to understand, Lao Tzu wants to be the Southern King! "The veteran seemed to be a lot younger, and laughed wildly.