The spring breeze does not pass Yumen Pass.
It's just the beginning of spring, the sun is not too big, but it still makes people sweat profusely.
On the martial arts arena, many people had dispersed in twos and threes, looking for a shady place to hide from the sun. However, there was one person who was still standing in the center, repeatedly hacking, picking, pointing, and stabbing with a gun in both hands, meticulously. Heavy sandbags were tied to his legs, and the shirt he took off was casually tied around his waist. With every swing of the spear in his hand, from the back to the shoulders, from the wrists to the neck, the tense muscles formed a smooth arc.
Sweat fell from his forehead, and the tied long hair was drenched and stuck to his back. Perhaps he was not comfortable, so he just grabbed it and bit it between his lips, and frowned his long eyebrows against the glare of the sun. A pair of peach blossoms that were supposed to be romantic did not look frivolous, but were replaced by toughness with a taste of rust.
With a low voice in his throat, the long spear in his hand slashed out, the dazzling sunlight that seemed to be swept by thunder was a little weaker, and there was only a click, and the long spear broke in response. There is silence all around...
"Qin Zheng!!!" Guard Tang said furiously all the way: "You boy is destroying public facilities again! Weapons don't cost money? Ah! You have the energy to chop firewood for me, and the firewood for five battalions today is all gone!" It's yours!"
Qin Zheng spat out the hair from his mouth, turned the half of the broken stick in his hand to his waist, turned his head and walked away.
"Where are you going!" said the guard.
Without turning his head, Qin Zheng raised his hand and said lazily, "General, I'm going to chop wood."
If it weren't for the fact that he still respectfully called the other general, he would still be the master of which family.
Even so, no one said anything. Gein had many people who could not understand Qin Zheng, but there was nothing he could do about him. Speaking of Qin Zheng, he was really good-looking, handsome everywhere, but he also had an indescribable distasteful temperament. When he first followed Zhou Qianhu, many people wanted to Clean him up.
Let him do the dirty work, find fault with him and teach him a lesson, any negligence can be an excuse for everyone to bully him.
Regarding this, Zhou Qianhu turned a blind eye, as long as he didn't kill people, he had the right to pretend he couldn't see it. Sometimes the deputy couldn't see it, and I told Zhou Qianhu several times.
Zhou Qianhu just said: "Lack of tenacity, need to add three points. Too full of arrogance, need to deduct three points. Don't worry, as long as he wants to live, he can't die. If he can't hold on, he will be a waste on the battlefield. It's useless."
After the above said something like this, no one will be troubled. The joy of bullying people lies in seeing that person's cowardly and withdrawn appearance. Over time, everyone discovered that this kind of joy could not be found in Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng was as firm as a rock and soft as a pussy. He ignored those bullies at all, hit him if he could, and carried him if he couldn't. The next day he still appeared on the school grounds with the rising sun. Severe cold and scorching heat, fluctuating, never stopped.
Even those who can't understand Qin Zheng are convinced.
It was a desperate fight, and no one could match it.
Maybe it's been a long time, and Qin Zheng, who is hated by people and hated by dogs, is gradually accepted by the people in the Zhouqianhu camp. Even if they are not close on weekdays, no one takes the initiative to make troubles, so he has survived.
When the sun was westward, a long horn pierced the sky.
Qin Zheng paused for chopping wood, slightly raised his head to look at the sky...
The army that fought half a year ago has returned.
When the horn sounded for the third time, everyone rushed to the city gate, and the lowered valve paved a road, and the wind and dust outside the city wafted the smell of blood.
Standing behind, Qin Zheng saw the horses were stained with blood, and the general's old face was gray with decay. How many people fought back in ancient times.
This time the expedition was defeated and the troops retreated hundreds of miles.
"Father! Father!" Dan Yu squeezed forward, his thin body was inconspicuous in the crowd, he reached out and grabbed a wounded soldier behind an army: "Master Jun, where is my father? Have you seen my father?" ?"
How could the crowd care so much, they were busy carrying the wounded soldiers back, they hurriedly pushed Dan Yu to the side.
Dan Yu lost his footing, fell backwards, and was held firmly by an arm. When he looked back, his eyes were half red: "Brother Qin, I didn't see my father."
"There are too many people, so look for it again." Qin Zheng grabbed Dan Yu's wrist and led him into the crowd.
Dan Yu clenched his teeth, feeling uneasy.
After some inquiries, he still couldn't find it. Qin Zheng glanced at Dan Yu who had wiped away his tears a few times, turned his head and walked towards the front flag without saying a word.
"Brother Qin!" Dan Yu grabbed Qin Zheng, his fingertips trembling.
The general flag held a roll of white silk in his hand, which was used to write down the names of soldiers who died in battle.
Qin Zheng shook off Dan Yu's hand, and walked towards the white silk step by step...
Dan Yu stared at Qin Zheng's back, all the noise around him seemed to have disappeared, except for the gray sky and the cold figure in front of him, there was nothing else that could be reflected in his eyes.
He has never hated Qin Zheng so much...
He thought, if Qin Zheng didn't take these few steps, would he not need to know the cruel truth. If Qin Zheng didn't take these few steps, would he still be able to pretend that Dad was just falling behind, after all, he was old and his legs were not good, so he should not be able to keep up with these strong soldiers.
Dan Yu's eyes were blurred, he tried to open his sore eyes wide, looked at Qin Zheng in front of him, choked up and said, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have saved you... I hate you..."
"Yeah." Qin Zheng put his hand on Dan Yu's shoulder expressionlessly.
Dan Yu's tears flowed more fiercely, his throat seemed to be blocked with gravel, and his heart ached from choking: "My father walks slowly..."
"Um."
"He doesn't know where to go."
"Um."
"Maybe lost."
Qin Zheng tightened his hand on Dan Yu's shoulder: "Maybe."
Dan Yu stood stupidly for a long time, tears drenched his clothes: "Do I have no relatives..."
Qin Zheng shook his head: "You call me brother."
I am your family.
One sentence destroyed the only extravagant hope left by the young man, and Dan Yu plunged into Qin Zheng's arms, crying until the world turned pale.
Qin Zheng slowly closed his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Dan Yu, brother will avenge you."
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