Take Bamboo Ballad

25

Lin Moqin is on vacation today.

As an officer who is about to fight for the world, he will not relax his territory easily, even during the rest period, he will patrol the three inches of the city.However, the war stopped for a while, and the surrounding area was full of sunshine and joy. The refugees were all resettled before last week, and now there are no thieves to catch.

It's okay to be idle, just to enjoy the music in the wind.

He greeted his brother and walked out.

Fang opened the tent, and the adoptive father walked in cheerfully, "Fengting, I have been waiting for you for a long time, do you have time today?"

Lin Moqin was taken aback, "Shang Ke, I plan to go out for a walk."

The adoptive father laughed loudly, and a rare kindness appeared on his weather-beaten face, "It's just right, take Xiaochen out to play."

It was too late and then quickly, Lin Mouqin saw a furry head by the tent door with sharp eyes.

The head swayed from side to side, looking for a cover to hide.

"There are children's food on Chongming Street." Just as Lin Moqin agreed, he was hit on the head by an unknown object.

Xiaochen laughed loudly, and ran out quickly holding the slingshot high.

The adoptive father said in surprise, "Xiao Chen has amazing accuracy!"

Lin Moqin looked at the broken stones on the ground and touched the swollen lump, with a look of confusion on his face, "Aye, Xiaochen bullied me."

The adoptive father was shocked, "Fengting, are you acting like a spoiled child to Aye?!"

Lin Mouqin decided to ignore his adoptive father Da Dada who was thinking strangely, and went to find the troublemaker Xiao Yao by himself.

Many years later, Lin Moqin recalled that Tang Yichen was born to enter the Tang Sect.

The judgment of locating the ambush route in an instant, the accuracy of shooting people's heads with the slingshot, and the speed of running like a girl.

Look, this is the quality that has been revealed since childhood.

In the words of the brothers in the same camp, "This kid is wearing a rabbit skin, and he looks bad."

It's too late, it's too soon.

Relying on his tall and strong physique, Lin Mouqin caught the little boy surnamed Tang within half a stick of incense.

When the little boy was caught, he was pushing stones in the eight diagrams of Qingzhao Ranch.

Lin Moqin was stuck in the direction of the stone and directly pushed the man into the straw pile. He was about to intimidate him, but found that the other party's big eyes were flickering, and he was about to shed tears at any time.

"Brother Moqin..."

Lin Moqin's heart softened all of a sudden, and his voice pretended to be a veteran's majesty, "Do you know where this is?"

The curious baby's eyes sparkle.

Seeing the horses not far away, Lin Moqin's patience suddenly increased by a gradient, "This is the eight formation map. When our soldiers can't deal with the armored enemy, we can make obstacles to mislead the enemy and delay them The attack can give one's own sufficient preparation or a fatal blow."

Children are quick-witted by nature, and regardless of Lin Moqin's obstruction, they couldn't help chasing butterflies flying beside them.

Lin Moqin shook his head, let go, and smiled self-deprecatingly: What are you doing talking so much to a child.

Exposed to the sun at noon, the soldiers of Tiance's government, who were used to the sun on weekdays, also felt a little tired at this moment.

It just so happened that the adoptive father came back from a discussion, and brought home a big one and a small one.

Lin Moqin was ordered to chop firewood in the yard. He was tall and tall, and possessed rare strength. The six bundles of firewood were quickly sorted and placed in the corner.

Looking at the messy mess of bacon, fruits and vegetables on the outside wall of the kitchen, Lin Moqin drove away Ah Huang (the yellow dog) who was joining in the fun and A Zhua (the peacock) who was bullying Ah Huang, and bent down to pick up the things. , Resignedly went in to cook.

As for the soldiers, it is good to be able to cook things well, the taste is not so particular.

When it was time for dinner, Lin Mouqin called for someone to eat, but no one answered after yelling for a long time.

Strolling to the small courtyard, I found that my adoptive father was already too tired to sleep on the couch.

The smaller one, relying on its petite body, slept directly on the adoptive father's belly.

Both of them are sleeping on their backs, I really don't know who is used to it.

Lin Moqin picked up the little one lightly, put a thin quilt on the adoptive father lightly, and retreated.

Tang Yichen was soundly asleep, no matter how much you tossed about, you couldn't wake him up.

It should be that the sun dazzled his eyes, Lin Moqin felt the pink plum blossoms fall on the opponent's face.

Stretch out your fingertips to brush, inadvertently touched the soft and tender skin, and suddenly woke up, because a clear wind brought down the petals.

26

Oh, Baba Qisi.

How many years ago did this happen?

Living in southern Xinjiang for a long time, the humidity is pervasive. Lin Fengting, who has been walking on muddy roads and waterways all year round, already feels a slight leg problem.

The house is a good house. It was left by a big family who escaped the war.

The back is shady and the sun is facing the sun, with one layer of walls and one layer of sand, the eaves are low at the front and high at the back, and the left and right wings are like flying birds, which can well avoid the invasion of rain.

The key point is that the house has a large amount of accommodation, and more than 1000 people can be accommodated inside. The rear yard is spacious, and martial arts performances and warehouse renewals can be carried out.

It is a good choice for the Lin family to station troops here.

"Drink while it's hot." Li Qian's attitude was neither salty nor dull, and taking care of Lin Moqin was just a two-way use.

Lin Moqin pondered Liqian's thoughts 800 years ago, took the bitter medicine silently, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The wind was clear and the moon was bright, but the two had a little friction when they were handing over the bowl.

"Let go." Li Qian gritted his teeth with hatred, wishing to take off this man's false mask.

"Don't let go." Lin Moqin pointed out something, and his whole body was cold with a smile.

"After so many days, the spies couldn't find him?"

"Longmen is a desolate place, and I still feel sorry for those soldiers who went out."

Lin Moqin let go suddenly, and the medicine bowl fell to the ground with a "slap".Li Qian frowned, said nothing, and squatted down to pick up the debris.

"Is 'Ghost Feather' him?"

"What do you think?"

"Yes."

"The spies brought it back." Lin Moqin pointed at the quiver on the wall with narrowed eyes, "Take a look yourself."

The quiver is about four fingers wide, with a square mouth, and it can hold about twenty feathered arrows inside.

But the strange thing is that all the arrow tails have no feathers, and the arrow body has 3 to 5 thin forks, which look no different from the old pen holders.

"Soldiers are things that have not been studied. General, let's study doubts."

Lin Moqin quickly browsed the information from various places by candlelight, and answered without hesitation, "The camp called this kind of arrow 'Broken Moon', with barbs and blood grooves on the pole. Take people's lives thousands of miles away."

Li Qian's eyes widened all of a sudden, and the moist eyes showed a warm light, "It's him, it must be him!"

Lin Moqin finally raised his head, the coldness in his eyes made Li Qian tremble uncontrollably, "The new emperor has issued an assassination order for him, do you think he can still get the latest standard 'Moon-breaking Crossbow' alive?"

"The disciples never abandon each other, there is always a way in the castle!"

"The Broken Moon Crossbow is made under the supervision of the imperial court. From material selection to production, it is under the supervision of military weapons. Even if Tangjiabao is capable, how can it be secretly manufactured by the imperial court?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go to Islam to see if there is any clue."

"It's late." Lin Moqin rubbed his brows and asked Li Qian to go back to the room to rest.

The wild plums are crowded shoulder to shoulder, and there is a little moonlight among the leaves. If you walk from the house to the creek at the back, it is only about [-] meters away.

The stream is as clear as quicksilver.

Lin Moqin stood by the water for a long time, and suddenly broke into a very ferocious smile, and he said in the voice that seduced the Qixiu girl, "Come on, sing it for me again."