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Toad/Toad/Toad's lustful thieves are not a bit timid, they cracked when they were frightened, and they argued that they were just doing a favor and didn't think about anything else, so they swear by the eighteenth generation of their ancestors in a hurry Cleared.He Jingzhen left him, retreated into the bed and continued to suffer.After surviving for a while, the pain and itching subsided a little, and he had more time to spare. He poked his head out of the bed and saw that the dog skin plaster was still in the tent, and he hid away. Staring blankly at Hu Bed, there was a circle of pinched blue marks on his neck.

After all, they are comrades, and in the future, they will live and die together in fighting on the battlefield. If they have done too much, they will not look good to each other.Moreover, there is no rule for when this love gu will attack, and there is no sign before the attack, so it cannot be kept hidden like this every time.This time I met someone who is easy to pass away, if I meet someone who is not afraid of pricking my mouth, sooner or later something will happen.It's better to have a well-informed person, no matter whether it's good or not, and can resist it for a while.This dog-skin plaster has been sticking to him since he joined the army, and it has been three months now, no matter what else, his heart is not bad, except for the occasional naughty words, he is a little sneaky in his behavior, and his mouth is still tight , Don't say what shouldn't be said.

"It's not aphrodisiac/medicine." He Jingzhen took a long time to think about it and weighed it carefully before opening his mouth.I didn't expect Goupi Plaster to understand immediately, I didn't want him to follow quickly and immediately understand the meaning of the words.

"What is that? Is it a love gu?" The concern in the eyes of the dog skin plaster was not fake, and the answer was also stern, He Jingzhen couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

"……Correct."

Now that the other party knows some details, it's easy to talk about it.At least there is no need to bother to explain what love gu is, where it comes from, what its function is, and when it occurs, it is a situation where life is worse than death.

"Brother... I'm not talking about you. Miaojiang girls are the most passionate. If you love to the end, you will hate to death. Why are you provoking her?"

The bullshit plaster not only kept up, but also immediately continued a life-and-death relationship, talking hotly to himself, and didn't see the unspeakable expression on "brother"'s face.

"..." He Jing really couldn't laugh or cry, there is no beginning and end, fortunately he can make it up!It's a good chance not to let him know that this passionate person is actually a big man, otherwise he won't know how much to say later!

"If you provoke, you will provoke, and you will always abandon... I didn't say that you must run away after you win, and you have run away more than once, otherwise people won't feed you love Gu!"

"..."

"Brother" was speechless again.

What I said is basically accurate, except for "starting in disorder and ending in abandonment".

... This is a talent!It would be a waste not to set up a stall for fortune-telling!

"Since you don't want to be with them for a long time, don't untie their belts! Brother, I'm not talking about you. You can't mess around just because you are born well. Miao girls are very stubborn. You pat your ass and leave. Guard you for a lifetime, cry for you for a lifetime, and lose your life!"

"..."

Unexpectedly, the dog skin plaster usually looks at a crooked person, but when it comes to "love", it is quite square.

But... who is going to untie his belt? !Who messed up just because they were born well? !

"Brother" was so full of Coptis chinensis in his heart that he couldn't tell the truth, he had to suffer himself to death and it would be over.

"Don't talk about it." He Jingzhen interrupted the long paragraphs behind him, and said the main point, "Only you know about this matter..."

At this time, the dog skin plaster had a heart-to-heart connection, and immediately started to talk spontaneously, "If even a little bit of it is exposed, I will have my intestines pierced and die in front of my brother on the spot!" This oath is poisonous enough. In front of my son!

He Jingzhen nodded in recognition, and asked him to take the bedroll and leave, but he was still reluctant, saying that since he knew everything, why didn't he let me take care of him, guarding the door, what if he broke in with evil intentions? ?

The second round of seizures started again, He Jing really didn't have the strength to talk to him, what the hell!

The dog skin plaster really dragged the bedroll to the door, where he drank the northwest wind, his upper and lower teeth knocked out rhythm in the cold, and he still didn't forget to ask from time to time: Brother, how are you?Can you still hold on?

Brother, do you want to drink some water to moisten your throat? ...

Brother...how about letting me help you...

To shut up! !

He Jingzhen hissed and threw a "closed door", and he shrank back.

One of them is dying on the bed, the other is dying for others at the door of the tent, helping others, and being itchy for others, so hard that they are fully involved, and after a seizure is complete, both of them are wet .One was paralyzed on the bed and completely collapsed, and the other was blocking the doorway, sweating cold and sweating all over his body, looking like a drowned rat.

"Okay... just get over it..."

Goupi plaster walked over while nagging, and went to the bedside to take a look at He Jingzhen.Seeing his face pale and blue, his pupils dilated and empty.The lower lip was completely rotten, and the blood scab was the thickness of condensed and bitten, bitten and condensed, and after drying up, a purple-red and black scar was harvested.The two arms are mottled with tooth marks, and there is not a good piece of meat.

Tears poured down at just one glance, and wept wantonly: Brother, you go back to Miaojiang, go talk nice things to that Miao girl, even kneeling down and begging for mercy is better than suffering this living crime! ... What if this happens on the battlefield?No matter how powerful you are, you can't stand such a toss...

Besides, every time this kind of attack occurs, the company is not much better than the serious one. If there are more times, he must be "accompanied" to death first!

Thinking about it this way, the dog skin plaster cried even more ugly.

It’s really full of snot and tears, I hope to persuade him, let him "turn back the prodigal son", let him pay back what he owes others, and only think about good things-maybe he is willing to go back and people will solve the Gu Woolen cloth?

He Jingzhen closed his eyes, was too vain to speak, and laughed at his innocence in his heart—a debt of love that will never die, can it be written off with a few nice words when he goes back?It's better to suffer alive than to be ashamed again and again.It's a thousand times better.

Fortunately, He Jingzhen didn't have to go to the school grounds for a day off. After a day's rest, he would be fine on the third day and go about his business.

On the 29th day of the year, the salary was paid.The salary combined with the previous rewards is quite impressive. The recruits are eager to find a few literate and easy-to-talk ghostwriters, first write a letter to the family and keep it, and then entrust the salary back when the messenger arrives. .

He Jingzhen was also caught to be a ghostwriter. Firstly, his handwriting is very beautiful, and secondly, he is kind and unassuming. He can write whatever he asks. Very patient.He wrote dozens of letters on behalf of him, and when he saw the dog skin plaster standing and watching from afar, shrinking his hands and feet, as if he had thought about it but dared not, he beckoned him over: Chen Daniu!But to write a letter from home?Hurry up if you want to write, I'm going to close the stall here!

The dog skin plaster dawdled and shyly walked up to him and buzzed like a fly: "I... I don't know where to write the address..."

"Do you know the general location?"

"A small village on the edge of You County. I can't remember the name."

"Who else is in the family?"

"...the only old lady left."

"Where are the brothers and sisters?"

"No... I'm the only one raising a son."

"Tell me, what do you want to write?"

"...Just ask her about the health of the old man, tell her that her son is doing business outside, earn some money to honor her, let her buy whatever she wants, don't be too frugal...don't starve yourself... ...The son will go back to see her when he is free..."

At the end, the voice was choked up, with a little crying sound.The son misses his mother, but he is thousands of miles away from home, so he can't see or touch him, so he just keeps thinking about it in black and white.

Even though he was wearing a new military uniform after enlisting in the army, he did not forget to wash and put away the old tattered clothes carefully. After all, the old lady drove them out stitch by stitch under the oil lamp.

A son who was raised by himself, who joined the army for thousands of miles, and might be buried in a foreign land, if he hadn't reached the end of his journey, who would let him go on this road?After the son left home, the old lady leaned against the door and hung around every day, invited the Bodhisattva into the house, and burned incense to make offerings.

He Jingzhen has no father and no mother, and is alone. He is really unfamiliar with this kind of concern between close relatives, but he can understand it. Immediately, he wrote a letter home quickly, and read it to him to see if there is anything to be changed. Just take the rice paste and ask him to take it back and put it away.

After the letter was mailed out, it was as if the dog skin plaster had hit the devil, and he was out of his mind when doing things. He made mistakes many times in practice, and he was punished no matter what.He Jingzhen asked him to come to his tent after they left, but when he came, he just stood there stupidly, staring at his feet and refused to raise his head.When I asked him what was going on, he refused to say, and when he was in a hurry, he said two words: It's all right.In the end, it took some tricks to figure it out. It turned out that he wanted to burn some paper money for his old father who had been dead for several years. Burning is not allowed in the barracks, but he dared not say it for fear of causing trouble to his immediate superior.He Jingzhen sighed - he is a filial son!

In private, he begged for a favor with General Yang, bought a paper horse, and accompanied him to the intersection to burn it in the middle of the night, fulfilling his wish.

From He Jingzhen's point of view, this is what the immediate superior should do for the soldiers under him.Follow-ups and follow-ups are not counted, but secretly looking out for something that can undo the love voodoo, searching everywhere, often looking for a bunch of horrible-looking things for him to try.With all the painstaking efforts, He Jingzhen refused to appreciate it eight out of ten times.

In fact, the matter of whether to accept or not to appreciate can't just look at one side.For example, on the first day of the first lunar month, Goupi Plaster brought over a bowl of what looked like dumplings, blew it cool carefully, handed it to He Jingzhen, and said, "Brother, dumplings, eat while it's hot."

He Jingzhen looked at the bowl of "dumplings" with green hairs, and felt that this thing had become so mutated, only the dough looked like it, and everything from the stuffing to the soup was not authentic, so he asked, "Dumplings?"

"It's the dumpling! It's as true as the fake!" Goupi Plaster's face was hot and flattering, it was very smooth to make up nonsense, and the expression was very good.

He Jingzhen took it, ate two, and felt that apart from a smell of earth, everything else was fine.Thinking of it as a kindness anyway, I don't want to be too embarrassing, so I just finished eating.

Seeing that he finished eating and drinking, the dog skin plaster rubbed his hands and asked with a smile: "Brother, doesn't it taste bad? I just came up with a folk recipe, using poison to fight poison. How about your indeterminate love? You still have the afternoon and evening portions, now Eat fresh packs, one course of treatment every three days..."

He Jingzhen heard something strange about his "fighting poison with poison", and asked suspiciously: "What is stuffing made of?"

The dog skin plaster was proud of itself, forgot to close the door, and poured it all out: "This stuffing takes a lot of work. I have to use winter cicada chrysalis, scorpion tiger larvae, and centipedes with thorn drums and silver flowers..."

"..."

Dare to love is still a hodgepodge!

The hot face that was beaming with joy suddenly touched the cold buttocks, the voice slowly died down, and finally couldn't help but justify a little to myself: "How can I say this love thing is good, I have to try everything Only then do I know whether it works or not..."

He Jingzhen gave him a look of "Don't be an example" and went to the school field.Now I can't even stick a cold butt.

Dog skin plasters are highly viscous and tough, and their housekeeping skills are stalking. If it fails once, there will be two times.No, another trick was changed on the second day of the first lunar month - clams/toad skin cold grasshoppers, not discouraged after a bad beating, and the third day came again - Dilongshougong pie, which was returned after being kicked out The more you fight, the braver you are!The fourth day of the lunar new year - green waist Hu Feng stewed black tail...

It's really unpopular, not only He Jingzhen beats him whenever he shows his face, but even the head cook chases him with a spatula, who made him stay up in the middle of the night and mess around in the kitchen!