Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

If someone saw what it looked like in the room, they would probably feel that there was something wrong with their eyes.

In front of the desk, Lu Bu's right hand was weakly holding the cloth man, while his left hand held a needle and thread and stabbed the cut in the cloth man's face.

Looking at the needle with squinted eyes, his neck was a little red, as if the slender needle weighed a thousand catties.

"Thorn."

With a slip of his hand, the needle slashed across the cloth man's face, making the already dilapidated cloth man even more tattered.

Lu Bu's face darkened.

"Crack!" With a soft sound, the needle in his hand was broken in two and fell on the table.

The candle flame flickered, illuminating his face flickeringly.

In the dark, the general who was originally unstoppable in the battle line put down his hand.

He stared blankly at the tattered cloth man.

He never knew how to control his strength, just like he never knew how to treat the people around him.

He didn't know that these items were being mended here until he was no longer there, but what's the use?

After a while, he took out another needle.

In the light, the nine-foot body leaned over the table, awkwardly and carefully threading the needle.

It should be when the sky outside is about to brighten, and the morning light penetrates into the window.

Lu Bu tore off a piece of thread with his teeth, and the white cloth on his right shoulder was bleeding, and there was still blood on his palm that had dried up and could not be wiped clean.

In his hand lay a cloth figure inside, the cloth figure was only slightly bigger than his palm, it looked like a general.

It was supposed to be majestic, but there were ugly stitches on the face, like scars, and there were bloodstains, one red and one white.

Life is ugly, no matter which child it is given to, they will not like it, and some may be scared to cry.

"Ah."

Lu Bu looked at the cloth man in his hand, but he grinned and poked his finger on the cloth man's nose.

"Wait for daddy to come to you, okay?"

The dull voice seemed to tremble a bit, and he didn't dare to exert any strength while holding the cloth man's hand.

He has already sent people to search for it for several months, like finding a needle in a haystack, so where is there any news?

There was no answering sound in the room.

The cold morning wind came in through the window and blew on the cloth man's blood-stained face.

Well, I am very sorry for the late update. Every Thursday is a day of class. Today, the teacher suddenly wanted to let us experience the feeling of writing a composition when we were children. Let us write a composition about growing up by hand, with a wry smile.So there may only be one update today, I'm really sorry, sweating.

Chapter 332: First Smell of White Clothes

The soldiers and horses of the armies of the princes returned to the camp, and countless soldiers and horses went between the tents. The soldiers who were lightly wounded lined up to be treated by the army's medical officers, and those who were seriously wounded were not carried back.

A fire was burning in the barracks, some were cooking food, some were boiling wound medicine, and all the troops returned to their camps to camp.

Gu Nan leaned against the campfire with Wuge in his arms, and Xia Hou and others who came back from the battle were also sitting here.

It's just that today is not as noisy as in the past, and even Cao Hong and Xia Houyuan, who often bicker, are unusually quiet.

From time to time, their eyes looked at Gu Nan who was sitting on the side, with complex expressions on their faces.

In the past, the husbands all wore white clothes and bamboo hats, and everyone was used to it, but now they suddenly turned into a woman with such an appearance, which made them a little unsure how to get along with each other.

What's more, they are all rough people, and they don't know how to deal with women. They often want to say something to make the atmosphere more lively, and they don't know what to say.

Burning and eating in the bonfire, no one knows how to make meals. The so-called eating is military rations mixed with water and heated. To put it simply, it is burnt.

Gu Nan's bamboo hat did not know where it fell in the battle formation.

Or it was blown away by the wind, or it was kicked somewhere, and it couldn't be found when the Xiliang army retreated.

Leaning against a camp tent, Gu Nan touched his nose. He was used to wearing a bamboo hat all year round, but suddenly he didn't wear it, and felt that something was missing on his head.

The camp didn't know why there was no one talking quietly, and looked sideways at Xiahou Dun who was coming beside him.

He was holding a cloth wrapped around his shoulders, and he was also injured when he charged into the right side of the Xiliang army.

It is troublesome to tie the cloth with one hand, seeing him tied there for a long time, Gu Nan pursed his mouth helplessly.

"Yuan Rang, let me help you."

"Huh?" Xiahou Dun raised his head, seeing Gu Nan hesitated for a moment, but he didn't refuse: "Mmm, thank you sir."

If it was normal, he would have nothing to hesitate, but now he was inevitably stunned.

Gu Nan sat cross-legged beside Xiahou Dun, took the cloth head from his shoulders and tied it.

"Yuan Rang, why don't you see Meng De?"

Cao Cao was no longer in the camp at this time, and when the army returned, it seemed that he was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh, Meng De said he had something to do, so he asked me to come back first."

Xiahou Dun's tone was a little stiff. When Gu Nan sat close, he always felt that the light fragrance that he could occasionally smell on weekdays was more obvious.

It made him feel a little restless.

"That's it." Gu Nan just asked casually, without thinking too much, bowed his head and tied the cloth.

"All right."

I patted it with a smile.

Xiahou Dun breathed a sigh of relief when he finally tied it up, but Gu Nan slapped him again. There was a sharp pain in the wound, and he gasped.

"Hey hey hey." Looking at Xia Houdun's embarrassed look, Xia Houyuan chuckled a few times.

"Bang!" Xia Houdun leaned over and kicked his ass: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Dian, who was holding a book with his head down, looked up blankly, not knowing what the two of them were arguing about.

There was a little more laughter in the camp.

"Hehe." Gu Nan stood up with a smile, and said, "I'll go for a walk."