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But so that the Dragon City Feijiang will be there, he will not teach Huma Du Yinshan.

A man's ideal is to defend his family and country in the battlefield, expel foreigners, even if he throws his head and blood.Think of the unarmed men, women and children at home, think of the passionate people who pay taxes behind them, think of the monarch who earnestly instructed his soldiers.On the battlefield, there is only one word, kill!

The shroud of horse leather is just the worst ending. Since you are a man, you must have the awareness of dedication.

However, death is not the most terrifying thing, it is just an arrow piercing the head, cutting off an arm, or piercing the chest. The pain is nothing more than that effort.The terrible thing is the suffering, lack of food and grass, and the backup is blocked, but the army of hundreds of thousands has to fight against tens of thousands of barbarians. No matter how ambitious the soldiers are, they have to go hungry.

He gnaws grass roots, eats tree bark, and stuffs a handful of soil into his mouth when he is very hungry.

Some family members of soldiers committed suicide secretly, threw themselves into a cauldron, boiled broth and fed it to the army, and some children used themselves as bait to go out to attract wild animals, hoping that the soldiers would have a full meal.Such a tragic scene has left an indelible mark on everyone's heart, the light in the eyes is brighter, the belief in the heart is firmer, the enemy is no longer soft-handed, and victory is won in the end.

"It is the lifelong pursuit of every soldier to go back to the imperial court and return to his homeland in good clothes, but the emperor gave us a jar of wine and asked us to drink a bowl each." , more handsome.He should have the blood of Hu people, with extremely three-dimensional facial features, tall stature, and full of momentum when he speaks, but what he said is shocking and sympathetic.

He said: "The emperor was worried that the common people would find out that the army's salary was deducted by treacherous officials, so he wanted to kill people. The whole world belongs to the emperor. If he wants to form an army, he can recruit people from other places. We have become outcasts. It's a pity. At that time, everyone thought that the emperor had a kind heart and would definitely uphold justice for us, but they didn't know how many lives were lost by that altar of wine. Although the soldiers died, their souls were still alive, and they turned into evil spirits to continue guarding the frontier. The area has since become barren."

"Because of some injuries on my body, I left alone to gather herbs. Unexpectedly, I escaped unharmed. Later, by chance, I found a place full of evil spirits, so I tried to move to another place and guard there. Many years." After saying this, the man picked up the soda on the table and drank it, and then showed some strange expressions.

Sitting opposite the man, Li Qingming didn't believe what he said. His slender and fair fingers touched the rim of the cup lightly, and after thinking about it in his heart, he said, "Those evil spirits didn't appear suddenly, but..."

"Since you know, why say it out? I don't think they are at fault. If they are wrong, it is the dog emperor's fault. He deceived Zhongliang and listened to traitors. Sooner or later, the country will be ruined!" The man said a little excitedly, and he took a few deep breaths. With a sharp tone, he turned away his face forcefully and stopped talking.

Back then, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers guarding the frontier were all given poisoned wine by the emperor and died without exception.Such a big event has not been known by later generations. Neither unofficial history nor official records have mentioned it. It can be seen that history is indeed the paper in the hands of the victors. They can draw whatever they want. What future generations see is only them It's just for people to see.

However, Li Qingming didn't regret bringing this person out. He felt that this person has not aged or died for so many years, so there must be other things.

"Go and touch the longevity ball." Li Qingming said suddenly.

It happened that Changsheng's ball rolled to the man's feet, he subconsciously bent down to pick up the ball, and returned it to Changsheng.The middle-aged man didn't say thank you, but stared at the man's face for a while, then ran away with the ball in his arms, and after a while, the ball rolled to the man's feet again...

Unexpectedly, Changsheng had a good feeling for this man who was full of evil spirits but had a righteous face. He let him touch his ball from time to time, and even sat next to him when he had dinner at night.Although the silly boy's eyes are clear no matter what he does, and he can't see other emotions, but everyone thinks so.

"Boss, eat spicy edamame, it tastes great." Seeing Li Qingming staring at the others, Erbaiwu was a little unhappy, so he peeled a small dish of edamame and put it next to Li Qingming. He saw the marinated peanuts, and hurriedly peeled some more.Thinking that Li Qingming's taste is bland and he doesn't like spicy food, Zhang Beibei hurriedly took the plate back, hurriedly handed over a Coca-Cola chicken wing, and whispered, "Boss, concentrate on eating and don't think about anything else."

"Okay." Li Qingming smiled, picked up a piece of Guotuo tofu and took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Some seasonings were sprinkled on the surface of the tofu.There were other dishes on the dinner table, and everyone's mouths were full of oil, but this dish of Guotuofu was the most popular, because it was fried by Li Qingming himself.

After the meal, the restaurant began to clean up. When the last customer left, Li Qingming collected the money and gave some snacks as a gift, and the glass door of the restaurant was slowly closed, indicating that the day was officially over and everyone could rest.

Zhang Beibei happily ran to the bathroom to drain the water, and when the water was almost ready, he came out to call Li Qingming. Seeing that he was holding a brick to study it carefully, he asked curiously: "Isn't this left by Mr. Feng? Boss, what is this?" What is the use of the thing?"

After looking at it for a while, I didn't see anything strange. It seemed to be just an ordinary brick. Li Qingming shook his head lightly and asked Zhang Beibei, "You said that the Shanhe pen is obviously guarded by that dragon. Mr. Feng just has clouds and rain. It’s just a fan. Last time, Mr. Feng came to take away the Shanhe brush, and Ri Youshen came to the restaurant and obviously knew about it, but he didn’t express any surprise. Am I the only one who thinks it’s strange?”

Sitting next to Li Qingming, holding his waist very naturally, Zhang Beiji untied his clothes, and said casually: "Mr. Feng has something to do with that dragon, something as powerful as Shanhebi... Well, such a Said, Mr. Feng is quite capable, he can get in touch with the Shanhe pen. I don’t know if I can pick up that thing, hehe.”

"Let's go take a bath." Li Qingming felt that he had heard Zhang Beiji say that the order he had just sorted out was in disarray, but he even vaguely felt that this was the right way.

Lying in the pool and letting Zhang Beiji massage himself up and down, Li Qingming felt a little drowsy.Erbaiwu took a peek, and lowered his hands more and more, then decisively took out the auxiliary tools that had been put aside a long time ago, kissed Li Qingming's back quietly, and finally took out his treasure.

After tossing and tossing until midnight and finally resting, Li Qingming was thinking about Mr. Feng in a daze.

At dawn, Li Qingming got up as usual. Zhang Beibei was squatting in the lobby of the restaurant. He didn't know what to do, he was so mysterious, and he deliberately kept Li Qingming from knowing.After going to the kitchen to look at the seasonal dishes and some rare dishes, and looking at the ghost in the small room next door, Li Qingming said to Ying Long: "The business of cold noodles is the best, right?"

"Well, the second is noodle soup. My share is similar to that of barbecue, and then there are all kinds of cold dishes. There are also dim sum in restaurants that are very popular. Many customers have asked us if we sell them." Ying Long flicked his tail, Flexibly roll up some noodles and cook them in boiling water, then quickly fish them out with tools, put them in cold water, and mix them with sesame oil.

"Snacks are still given as a gift." Li Qingming said some other opinions, and then returned to the back of the counter, clicked on the solid wood counter for the first time, and the computer hidden in the hidden compartment popped out by itself, and then turned on.

There are not too many monsters who understand the human network these days, but most adult monsters just use the network instead of relying on it. When they want to know about restaurant activities or come to ask questions, there are naturally other means.Generally, those who use the Internet to send emails to restaurants are basically cubs, ranging from 3 years old to 300 years old, and some races have a particularly long infancy, and they are still cubs at 500 years old...

Dear Mr. Mu:

I am a 250-year-old tortoise cub. My father said that the grilled shrimp in the restaurant is very delicious, and the grilled crab is also delicious. I would like to ask if a cub of my age can eat it.

Ah, I forgot to explain. My father said that I am allergic to pollen. Every time I sneezed and shed tears, it especially affected my cultivation. My father said that I was allergic and took me to a human hospital. Humans were helpless.

_(:з"∠)_I want to ask Mr. Mu if I am allergic to grilled shrimp or crab.

I'm sorry, there must be a lot of typos. I just finished learning Chinese Pinyin, and I don't know many characters, but my father and father are having sex.

I wish Mr. Mu a happy life and a prosperous business.

So far

salute

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This is a little tortoise that has never been to a restaurant and probably doesn’t eat much. Well, it’s still a 250-year-old cub.The little guy is allergic to pollen. Although Li Qingming didn't know many of the characters he typed, he could understand the meaning even if he had to guess.

Crackling typing reply: Let your father bring you here next time, just try it and you will know. If you only eat a little, you don’t have to worry about severe allergies.If your dad doesn't want you to go out, you can come to the restaurant and pack some to take home.If your dad still disagrees, you can show him this email.

Originally, Li Qingming didn't plan to read the next email, but he opened it immediately after seeing the title, because the cub said something strange.

In the history of the past and present, under the specific weather and specific location, after certain environmental coordination, it will become a natural place like a video tape. Under certain circumstances, the video tape will be played.If the recorded scene happens to be an ancient army, then when the modern society sees the ancient army again, it will be mistaken for a Yin soldier.

But Yin Bing is definitely not just a video of the ancient army, but a more complicated existence.Even Li Qingming has never seen a real Yin soldier, and he doesn't even know what kind of existence a Yin soldier is.Some people say it is the army of the underworld, while others say it is a more special existence. Yin soldiers usually lie on the ground, no different from corpses, but when someone summons them with a specific method, they will wear armor and climb up from the ground, turning into ghosts. into an army.

In the email, the scene described by the cub in the letter was very similar to that of Yin soldiers. Li Qingming decided to take a look. Firstly, he was very curious, and secondly, it was about that man.Now they already know the man's name, General Huo Fei, he is a general of bodyguards and banners, not to mention resourceful, and also very brave in battle, but it's a pity that he is just a loner now, and this is not the time for him to play his best.

"Sir." Fuxuan just happened to come to the door, and said straight to the point, "I heard that there is a strange place, and the higher authorities sent people to investigate, and there are some celestial masters. Because they know that I know Mr., they sent me to ask Mr. Opinion."

Unexpectedly, it would be such a coincidence, Li Qingming agreed after thinking about it, but he was not alone, there were also Zhang Beiji, Changsheng and Huo Feijiang.Arranged by Fuxuan, the four left the restaurant in the same car and gathered in the city.

There have already been a few people of the same kind, there are young people who are sharp-edged, and there are old people who are smooth and restrained.After everyone assembled, they boarded the same car and set off. In the car, Zhang Beibei watched the scenery for a while, then opened the paper bag, took out apricot plums and ate a few, and secretly stared at others.