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On the second day, Yan Shu found a military division to discuss the strange phenomenon that permeated the army.

"Did the military advisor notice that the atmosphere in the barracks is a bit different recently?" Yan Shu asked the military advisor behind him while patrolling the camp.

The military master stared at the sword hanging by the general's side, lost in thought.

What is so special about this sword? Why is the general so precious?

The military master couldn't hold back, and secretly reached out behind Yan Shu to touch the scabbard.

"Military division?" Yan Shu turned his head when he didn't get a response.

"...Ah, ah?...Ah!" The military adviser hastily withdrew his hand and said guiltily, "Well, it's no different."

After lunch, the general went into the kitchen to study how to make better toffee.

Sneaking around outside the kitchen, several heads got together.

"It doesn't matter if the general knows how to fight and cook, it's a bit too much to be so handsome!"

"Fuck it! Why is the general becoming more and more like a bitch." The guys who were worried about being robbed of their jobs were a little worried.

"Hey, isn't it? It's Sipa and the cook. The general is so virtuous. If you don't marry and go home, you will be sorry to your ancestors!"

"Hey, do you think... the general... doesn't like women?"

Several people felt dry mouthed and fell into silence.

Yan Shu felt that all the soldiers in the army today might be bewitched.

Why did the gangs surround him and smile so lewdly at him during the meal?

Why did several battalions of soldiers fall weakly on the ground during platoon exercises and wanted to be hugged before getting up?

Why is there always a weird moaning sound like "Ah, general, go deeper" when I study military books in the tent at night?

Yan Shu:? ? ? ?

Yan Shu felt that it was time to discuss with the military adviser about inviting a Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits in the barracks.

This is not the only weird thing, just overnight, the pear tree in the boy's garden suddenly dropped a lot of flowers.

Xiao Ming beat Yan Shu's chest, "It's all your fault!"

The man is innocent.

Xiao Ming accused, "It must be you who insisted on doing that kind of thing on the tree yesterday!"

Yan Shu raised his head and looked at the balding courtyard tree. He was at a loss for words, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "...Probably, he can't bear the burden of life."

Terrance is also very desperate.

It never thought that the burden of life would be the weight of two people!Forget it, these two people are always messing around in the tree, what can it do!

The man looked at the garden tree worriedly. Will all the leaves fall off after a few more visits today?

Since you can't go up the tree to play, the space under the tree can also be fully utilized.

So the man insisted on playing an unsuitable game with Xiao Ming under the tree.

Xiao Ming hugged the tree trunk with both hands. Following the violent movements of the people behind him, his whole body became limp, and his hands could not use his strength. He turned his head and begged for mercy, "Holding, I can't hold it anymore."

The young man's cheeks were bright red, and his exhalation was silky. Yan Shu couldn't hold back, and neatly placed several rows of strawberries on the young man's smooth back.

Xiao Ming thought angrily, this game is not fun at all.

The man put his big palm on Xiao Ming's waist, bit his ear and comforted him, "Hey, I'll make toffee for you later."

Xiao Ming trembled all over, and closed his wet eyes tightly.

Afterwards, Yan Shu straightened the young man's clothes and hugged him in his arms. Seeing Xiao Ming half-closed his eyes, his pink face like a peach, panting lightly, Yan Shu lowered his head and put his small mouth between his lips.

Sensing the man's more and more presumptuous movements, Xiao Ming pressed his hands against the man's chest with limp hands, and said angrily, "Didn't you say you want to make toffee for me!"

The man's chest vibrated, and accompanied by a few muffled laughs, Yan Shu pinched Xiao Ming's nose, "I just know how to eat, am I not delicious? Huh?"

Xiao Ming blushed, and said in a low voice, "Okay, it's delicious."

Yan Shu slid one hand down, kneading the boy's two big steamed buns, and complained, "It turns out that only butts are delicious."

Xiao Ming closed his eyes and turned over, deciding that what he saw was nothing.

Naturally, falling flowers all over the ground cannot be wasted. After recovering, Xiao Ming was alive and kicking again, carrying a small basket and bending over to pick up the pear petals everywhere. Yan Shu squatted on the ground, picked up a petal and put it in his hand to play with, curious asked, "Can pear blossoms be eaten?"

Xiao Ming was a little confused, not sure, "Can you..."

Xiao Ming looked up at the pear tree standing in the courtyard, "If you can't eat it, then why should I grow it..."

The pear tree, which was stared at by Xiao Ming's faint eyes, trembled.

The aroma of the pear blossom slices is very strong, it should be good for cold salad or soup, Xiao Ming thought.

After a few simple steps of washing, blanching, and rinsing, Xiao Ming couldn't wait to stuff a piece of the pear's white petals into his mouth, wrinkling his face instantly.

The bitter and astringent taste melted instantly in the mouth, and the heavy astringent taste took a long time to dissipate. After getting used to the sour and bitter taste, I could faintly feel the faint fragrance hidden behind the bitter taste.

Xiao Ming's face was full of resentment, and he didn't want to touch the basket of pear petals anymore.

Yan Shu hugged Xiao Ming from behind, and gave the young man a smooth hand, "I will cook you a delicious and soft toffee when the general personally handles the knife."

After a few years of hard work, the man's skill in making toffee has become more and more exquisite, and there are more and more tricks.

After pieces of milky white goat's milk candy came out of the oven, Yan Shu picked up a few intact flowers, wrapped the small pieces of goat's milk candy into the plump petals, and sprinkled a little more on the surface. Layers of golden topaz moist honey.

Xiao Ming couldn't wait to take a small bite, and pulled out the thin and long milk silk from the place of the bite, which seemed to be unbroken. The sweetness of honey neutralized the bitterness of the pear blossom itself, and when he bit it open in his mouth, the soft and tender milk candy The heart is sandwiched inside, and the warm and mellow goat's milk splashes out. The fresh fragrance of goat's milk is compatible with the dishes, and the aftertaste is supplemented by the fragrance of pear blossom nectar. The aftertaste is long and fragrant on the lips and teeth.

Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes, stuffed several things into his mouth in a row, and his cheeks seemed to be stuffed with two bulging hills.

Yan Shu laughed, he was more interested in this white, tender, plump and moist steamed bun than goat milk candy.

Unable to withstand the temptation, Yan Shu's eyes darkened, and he thought to himself that it's time to get back his own reward, so the man lowered his head, sucked and bit Xiao Ming's delicate collarbone, trying to bite open the steamed bun, revealing the inside Plump and juicy meat.

Xiao Ming patted the man's head away, and said vaguely, "Jiu should (go away)."

As a general, the man refuses to slack off at all, and in his dream, he also seizes the time and opportunity to exercise, so Yan Shu turns a deaf ear to Xiao Ming's protest, and concentrates on doing his own thing. Under the insistence of the man, In the end, both of them were drunk and full, and their bodies and minds were satisfied.

Yan Shu put his forehead against the boy's and pecked Xiao Ming's lips pitifully.

Xiao Ming raised his eyes and glared at Yan Shu, as if he saw something, the boy suddenly froze, "Hey, Ashu, you..."

"What's wrong?" Yan Shu smiled lightly.

Xiao Ming turned his eyes away, his complexion was not very good, "No, it's nothing."

Yan Shu only thought that Xiao Ming was tired, and coaxed Xiao Ming to sleep with a warm voice.

Xiao Ming obediently closed his eyes, worried.

Just now, he clearly saw a black air between the man's brows.

The man has been on the battlefield for 12 years. He has killed countless enemies, but he has killed too much because of it. There is a layer of black energy in the Yintang. I am afraid that there will be ghosts haunting him soon, his luck will be destroyed, and his yang energy will be consumed to death. Do not enter the path of reincarnation.

Xiao Ming squeezed his sweaty palms, and hugged the man's waist tightly.

Yan Shu lowered his head to look at Xiao Ming's sleeping face, suddenly his eyes became dull, double images overlapped, the man's head sank, and he fell into the darkness.

The boy in his arms slowly opened his clear eyes.

If someone happened to enter the general's camp that night, he would see the sword on the side of the general's pillow suddenly glowing, gently covering the sleeping man.

On the second day, when Yan Shu woke up, he felt refreshed. Thinking of the dream last night, the man felt a little strange. He had never fallen asleep in the dream before, and he didn't know what happened last night. She was still sleeping so deeply.

After washing up, Yan Shu turned around and picked up the sword and was about to wear it on his waist when he stopped suddenly.

Is it his illusion or... why does he always feel that his sword is different from before.

Not to mention that the color has dimmed a lot, it still seems to be faintly black.

The majestic sword suddenly lost its momentum, completely listless.

Yan Shu suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

The military division feels that the general is not in a good mood today.

When several generals gathered in the camp to discuss matters, the general suddenly frowned and interrupted, "Do you think it is possible for the sword to get sick?"

The military master burst out laughing, "General, no matter how precious a sword is, it is nothing more than a dead thing. How could it be sick?"

The word "dead thing" was extremely harsh in my ears, Yan Shu frowned, gently stroked the sword in his hand, and suddenly snorted coldly, "Doesn't the military master think that you are fanning too loudly?"

The military adviser looked at the feather fan in his hand dumbfounded: "..." I don't think so.

Since the general felt noisy, the military adviser had no choice but to put the feather fan on the table.

However, after a while, the general found fault again, "Doesn't the military division feel that my breathing is too loud today?"

military adviser:? ? ? ?

I don't understand why the general is going to fight him today, the military adviser muttered in his heart, could it be that he stole the general's sword yesterday and was discovered?

Before he could figure it out, the curtain was slammed open.

"The general is bad!" A soldier rushed in and said in a panic, "Xianbei, Xianbei is besieging the city!"

The author has something to say: Lao Jiu: Hey, hey, baby, do you like me?

Give hugs one by one, sneak into the pants and pinch the buttocks, hehehe (drool)