During dinner, the demon kings did not eat together.
Zheng Fan naturally ate with Siniang.
Liang Cheng led his army into the mountains to transport the treasure house. He would not come back for a while, and even if he came back, he would still be there. Eat in the military camp.
Of course, Liang Cheng's main purpose of eating in the military camp is to show the atmosphere of "stirring a spoon in a pot". His current demand for food is basically not big. He just absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when sleeping at night. From time to time, find a mass grave to recharge your batteries.
After the blind man got a wife, he and his daughter-in-law ate at home. Yuexin’s hands not only knew how to make an abacus, but also could cook. With a small dish and two glasses of wine, the blind man lived the same life. It's delicious.
A Ming drinks blood, not food.
So, there were only two single dogs, one big and one small, eating together.
The little lady prepared the dinner and arranged it on the table. One was a small bowl and the other was a rice pail.
This extremely sharp contrast is enough to kill the big-headed son and the little-headed father instantly.
Fan Li came in first. He ate more than others every day, and he also got hungry faster than others. He sat in front of his own rice pail and started eating with a rice spoon.
Two young ladies stood beside him, one on the left and one on the right. One helped him put vegetables into the rice pail, and the other peeled garlic for him.
After Xue San came in, he sat down in his seat and just took two bites of food when he suddenly stopped.
He raised his head and looked at Fan Li.
Fan Li also stopped spooning rice into his mouth and looked at Xue San with a silly smile.
Xue San smashed the chopsticks in his hand directly at Fan Li,
At the same time, he cursed:
"Fuck!"
"I acknowledge my sin!"
"I acknowledge my sin!"
The two young ladies hurriedly knelt down to apologize, thinking that the food they arranged was not to their taste.
Actually, Xue San is very friendly with these servants on weekdays. He drives to the young ladies and makes them run away with their blushing faces covered.
Or racing with an older woman, and then Xue San covers his swollen leg and runs away while the woman laughs.
But the rules of respect and inferiority have long been imprinted in the hearts of everyone in this era. No matter how friendly you are on weekdays, it will only make the nobles happy. If you are really unhappy, it will only take one sentence to remove your head. thing.
Fan Li reached out and put a grain of rice stuck on his face into his mouth, and continued to smile at Xue San honestly.
"Dog thief, dog thief, dog thief!!!!!!"
Xue San was very angry and aggrieved.
If the magic pill is in front of you, then forget it. After all, you are your own son, and stepmothers like us also have our share;
The fourth mother is in front of you, That's natural. If Si Niang is behind, it means there is something wrong with the Lord;
The reason why A Ming is in the front isBecause I assisted him, I admit it because I am a bitch;
Why did this guy get ahead of me?
"What did you do to the Lord?" Xue San asked.
"He made a toilet for the Lord." A Ming came in holding a red wine glass, looked at the two young ladies kneeling on the ground, and said: "You guys go down."< /p>
"Yes."
"Yes."
The two young ladies went down immediately.
Xue San sat back on the chair angrily and said angrily:
"Toilet, toilet, damn, you told me yesterday that you had a big butt, so You wanted to sit on the toilet to feel more comfortable when going to the toilet, and you asked me to draw a drawing for you, but you ended up..."
Fan Li continued to smile innocently, then lowered his head and ate.
A Ming shook his head, and at the same time swayed the wine glass in his hand, and said:
"So, you have another assist? What is this called? Assist score." Second time?"
"You are trying to make me angry, right?"
"Just wait, maybe the blind man will come to talk to you later and try to get you to do it. A hat-trick of assists."
"Ahhhh!"
Xue San roared twice,
"I won't eat it. !"
After that,
took many steps out of the room.
………
The bright moon hangs high,
Outside Shengle City,
A tall figure carrying a small figure is surrounding Take a walk along the city wall.
The little sword boy is used to sitting on Fan Li's shoulders. Because she is short, she is greedy for heights.
Fan Li seems to have been used to this for a long time. In the past few days since he came back, every night after dark, he and the little sword boy would walk twice around Shengle City, just to eat. .
"You went to the mountains this time and killed a lot of people, right?" the little sword boy asked.
"Yeah."
"I saw it. Those savages working in shackles on the construction site looked quite pitiful."
"Yeah ."
"Don't you think this is cruel?"
"Hmm."
"You still do it?"
Fan Li stopped and started thinking.
The little sword boy waited patiently for the result of Fan Li's thinking.
After a while,
Fan Li turned to look at the male and female doll sitting on his shoulder. ,
said:
"Then you do it?"
"..." Little Sword Boy.
A simple rhetorical question left the little sword boy speechless.
Should the city wall be repaired? want.
Do you want to build a house? want.
Should we build a workshop? want.
So, someone has to do something. If you don’t find someone to do it, you have to do it yourself.
The only difference is whether you want to hold a sword or a shovel.
Little Jiantong has been traveling around with Yuan Zhenxing in the past few years. Although her master is a bit incompetent, he often yells when he sees injustice on the road.
Except for the aggrieved death on the bank of the Bian River, her master's sword could still punish evil and promote good at other times.
For this reason, for a long time, in the little sword boy's mind, the world was actually that simple.
I will reason with you. If you are unreasonable, then I will use my sword to reason with you.
But in this world, not everything can be justified. In fact, many things do not make sense at all.
The little sword boy didn’t feel this way when he followed his master in the past, but in the past few months he has been following the demon kings, from Qian State to Yan State, then from Yan State to Jin State, and finally to Come to this Shengle City.
She suddenly had a lot of enlightenment, and she was also troubled a lot. It was probably because of her previous worldview that she could no longer explain correctly and completely what was happening in front of her.
Just like when a person is young, he only thinks that the Liangshan heroes are cool and happy eating big chunks of meat and drinking in big bowls. After gaining experience, they start to wonder where their meat and wine come from?
“I can’t figure it out.”
Fan Li said:
“If you can’t figure it out, there’s no need to think about it.”
“But like this Is it really possible?"
Fan Li thought for a while and said:
"It makes sense, they are also doing hard work. It doesn't make sense, they are still doing hard work. You don’t understand, is it important?”
The little sword boy blinked,
reached out and patted Fan Li’s head,
said:
"Although I think you said nonsense, I still think it makes sense."
Fan Li continued to smile honestly.
"No matter, no matter, I have to start practicing my sword."
Hearing this, Fan Li put the little sword boy down from his shoulders.
The little sword boy pulled out a small wooden sword. Her master originally had three swords, but they were all taken away by Zheng Fan. At this time, she only had one Fan Li to cut out with an axe. wooden sword.
It’s said to be practicing swordsmanship, but it’s just a matter of practice.
Under the moonlight, the little sword boy practiced very hard.
At her age, it is too early to polish her body or lure the sword energy into her body. She will be fishing before her bones are fully developed, but she will practice the postures and her brain will start to think and comprehend at the same time. It is still very important, as this will enable him to make rapid progress when he actually picks up the sword in the future.
Fan Li was sitting under the city wall, watching the little sword boy dancing his sword.
After practicing two rounds, the little sword boy wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Fan Li:
"It's your turn."
"Okay."
Fan Li nodded and picked up hisAx stood up and took a few steps forward.
There are two people, one big and one small. After taking a walk in the evening, the little sword boy would teach Fan Li how to practice swords because he was afraid of being alone.
In this regard, the little sword boy did not hide any secrets. Although she was young, she not only inherited the mantle of her master, but also absorbed a lot of Baili family's sword skills.
Originally, she was really just bored and wanted to find a partner. After all, Fan Li looked naive and silly, and he was very funny every time he practiced sword practice.
But this time,
When Fan Li picked up the ax and started swinging it,
The little sword boy was a little stunned to find that on the side of the ax, there was a Dao Gang Qi is flowing. Although he is not holding a sword, he is wielding the sword Qi.
Fan Li's body has nothing to do with the general elegance of swordsmen, but what he displays at this time is an extremely profound artistic conception.
Especially when Zhou Tian finished practicing his axe,
In the circle under his feet, wisps of sword energy directly cut all the weeds that had just sprouted in the New Year.
The sword guides the mind, and the sword guides the mind.
The little sword boy breathed a long sigh of relief, frowned, sat on the ground, threw the wooden sword in his hand aside, and sulked alone.
The idiots who have always been ranked last in the class actually surpassed me, which made me feel heartbroken.
Fan Li put down his axe, squatted in front of the little sword boy, and continued to smile honestly.
The little sword boy pouted,
Fan Li continued to laugh,
The little sword boy grabbed the dirt and threw it on Fan Li,
Fan Li continued to laugh.
The little sword boy was helpless,
stood up,
walked to Fan Li and said:
"I still have the following Do you want to learn the first-level sword style?"
Fan Li looked confused.
"You are stupid, don't you want to learn? That is a great fortune that many swordsmen have been striving for in their entire lives!"
Fan Li shook his head.
"Do you want to or don't you want to?" The little sword boy stamped his feet angrily.
At this moment, she actually felt like the master did when he faced her naughty girl.
If I am a natural swordsman, then this stupid guy in front of me is probably the same, and even in quality, he is no worse than me.
But he seemed indifferent to this.
"Hey, do you want to learn or not! Say it, say it, say it!!!"
Fan Li scratched his head and said,
:
"If you feel bored, I will learn."
"..." Little Sword Boy.
"Damumu, you are really mad at me. You have such a good swordsmanship, and you still have me begging you to learn it? Then tell me, if you don't learn this, which one are you going to learn?" Do you have anything more worthy of learning than this?"
Fan Li nodded with a smile.
The little sword boy didn't believe it:
"I don't believe it."
Fan Li did not refute and continued to laugh naively.
"Then what did you learn before?" asked the little sword boy.
"Myself."
"Oh, what do you plan to continue learning in the future?"
"It's still me."