Go back to ancient times to be God of War

Day two.

The boy on the bed opened his eyes with a slight movement, and looked to the side for the first time.

There was only an empty quilt left there, and when I reached out to touch it, the quilt was already a little chilly.

Xie Tingchun's heart suddenly tightened, he hurriedly put on his shoes, got up and hurriedly opened the door.

"Qi..."

Before the last two words could be uttered, they got stuck in his throat.

A thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground in the yard outside the door, and the mist filled the air, as if covered with a layer of white gauze, but there were bursts of sharp cracking sounds in the haze.

Xie Tingchun frowned slightly, followed the sound as he approached, the white gauze gradually spread out, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in front of him, there was a honey-colored figure flying around, a silver gun in his hand was as fast as lightning, piercing the early winter sky and tearing apart the damp air , thin snow flakes fell, and a white mist was stirred up by the tip of the gun.

Qi Yang Guang's upper body was naked, exuding a bloody color as if he had just been taken out of a steamer, and beads of sweat slid down the undulating lines of his back into his waist.

Xie Tingchun suddenly lost the ability to speak, and his eyes could not help but slowly drip down the sweat beads, stopping at the place where the sweat beads finally disappeared.

The thin arc, the depression in the back waist is faintly visible, and there seems to be a small piece of red pattern, which is so bright that people can't help but dream about it.

He didn't know that a man's waist could be so beautiful.

It was clearly the beginning of winter, Xie Tingchun's fingers trembled slightly from the cold, but a strange heat surged up on his face, spreading all the way to the base of his ears.

The person in front of him noticed his coming, got up, put down his weapon and put on his clothes, and said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

Xie Tingchun looked at the sun, and a moment of reluctance flashed in his heart: "Brother Qi...are you leaving?"

"Yeah." Qi Yang nodded: "This time when you return to the camp, you probably won't come out again for a few months. By then, you should have already gone to Beijing to catch up on the exam."

Speaking of this, he looked at the young boy in front of him with some emotion, and stretched out his hand to gently scratch his nose.

Xie Tingchun lowered his head, touched the bridge of his nose which was still covered with that person's heat, suddenly felt a little sad for no reason.

"Brother Qi, give me something." After a while, he said abruptly, and took a step forward with unusually serious eyes: "Anything is fine."

A warm hand caressed the back of his neck, and Qi Yang in front of him suddenly jumped up, climbed a few times as lightly as a swallow, and then stood on the top of a big banyan tree at the door, took off the Only one leaf left.

"Brother has no other skills." He found a random place on the branch and sat down: "Let me play a tune for you."

The thin leaf flute sounded, at first it was melancholy and sad, reluctant to let go, then the flute turned and became light and bright, like a spring splashing, pearls and jade falling into the plate, it seemed to describe the happy time in the past, and finally the flute gradually became louder , Opening and closing, like a hundred birds piercing through the sky, between heaven and earth, freely following the wind, even with a sonorous aura of gold.

Youthful spirit, scolding Fang Qiu, now a glass of thin wine, to send my old friend.

"Beaver slave." The handsome young man on the tree showed him a gentle smile: "Take care of your health, brother, I wish you the title of gold list in advance."

The mist dissipated and the sky brightened for a moment.

In Xie Tingchun's eyes, only a backlit figure remained.

**

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, and the days passed by in a snap of the fingers.

In the second year of Yong'an, the capital.

"Tingchun, you once told me that you didn't succeed in your career and that you didn't want to start a family. Now that you are a high school student, have you ever thought about marriage?" A middle-aged man with thin cheeks and piercing eyes sat in the middle of the study with a loving face. He stared at the young man who had lost his youthful outline and was even more handsome in front of him.

Xie Tingchun couldn't help but clenched his fingers tightly in his sleeves.

This middle-aged man is Lu Kan, his teacher. Although he is still the Minister of the Household Department, he knows very well that Lu Kan will enter the cabinet within five years and become the leader of the Qing School. There is only one only daughter, if she can marry the Lu family, she will be even more powerful...

However, at this moment, for some reason, a tall figure flashed in his mind. The man came through the air with a silver gun in his hand, and rolled up thousands of layers of fine snow. On the tree, his face was flushed, a pair of bright eyes were half closed, and a tear slowly fell.

Confused, Xie Tingchun's body reacted more honestly than words, and knelt down on the ground.

Lu Kan was taken aback and reached out to help: "You child..."

There was a slight pain in his knee, Xie Tingchun closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, the border is not stable. The students want to go to Longxi and make a career first. They don't want to get married yet."

**

In the third year of Yong'an, outside the camp of Zou's army in Meng County.

With irons tied to his hands and feet, Qi Yang stood in the waist-high stream, holding a silver gun, feeling the heat surging in the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian, with a sound of "Ho", he stood up from the ground, long/gun angry The thorn cut through the calm water surface, and the stream stopped flowing for a moment.

The calluses on his hands have been worn away layer after layer, and he shoots tens of thousands of times a day. He practiced during the summer and winter, and no matter whether it was the fluttering winter snow, the scorching sun, or the pouring rain, he could not stop him. Hammered footsteps.It's not easy to have a sword, but it's not easy to pursue one's heart. Whenever he couldn't support himself, Qi Yang would pack up his things and go outside Zhu Qiu's house to see the horses straddled in the yard, like Zhu Dalang who grew up overnight.

When the speed at which he unleashes the spear has outstripped his congenital orifice and his comrades can't catch it, when he lifts his breath and jumps up to tens of feet, when the warm current in his dantian changes from vaguely visible to a majestic sea, When he goes out to suppress bandits or leads a team to meet the enemy, it is difficult to meet an opponent.

Qi Yang knew that it was time.

All he owed was just the right timing.

Soon, everyone in the Zou Family Army's camp knew and knew. There was a martial idiot surnamed Qi in the vanguard, who only knew how to practice kung fu every day. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was able to handle it with ease. Every time he saw him, he made a step forward. Up to now, no one can survive ten strokes under his hands.

The battle robe on his body was evaporated with internal force and external force, Qi Yang returned to the barracks, and began to wipe his silver gun again.

A few noisy soldiers walked past the window, all of whom had just joined the vanguard and were chatting about gossip about the team.

"What's the matter with the boss surnamed Liang? Why is he recuperating from illness all day long, and he has never been seen to have sex?"

"This matter is really mysterious. He doesn't know who he offended. Whenever he goes out of the camp, he will be put on a sack and beaten. If the old wounds are not healed, they will be filled with new wounds, and he will greet his face. How embarrassing? Come out to meet people?"

"Tsk, didn't you say that his father is a general? Why don't you take care of it?"

"So what about the generals? The beating man came and went without a trace, and there is no clue at all. Now Liang Shichang has also been smashed. General Liang is not only his son, but now he probably gave up..."

Liang Xiuwu's name wafted past his ears, and it didn't cause even the slightest ripple in Qi Yang's heart.

It's not that he is soft-hearted, it's just that Liang Xiuwu is just a small character if he wants to defend Zhu Qiu.

Liang Si, who was behind the scenes, and Zou Huai, who was letting himself go, these people... were the ones he really focused on.

The door curtain slammed softly, and a bearded man walked in quickly. Seeing that he was wiping the tip of the gun again, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "Sure enough, he's a martial idiot."

"General Qin." Qi Yang stood up and saluted, with a solemn expression: "Why are you here?"

After Qin Hui explained Zhu Qiu's matter to him, he was filled with righteous indignation, and helped him run back and forth several times, and even bought some households for Zhu Qiu's family out of his own pocket, but it was a pity that his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he had to give up in the end.

Even so, Qi Yang is still grateful for his kindness and has always respected him.

"I have good news for you." Qin Hui looked excited: "General Qi Dashi has recovered!"

Qi Yang's heart trembled.

Really... was hit by Li Nu.

"It's not enough." Qin Hui took out a document from his arms: "General Qi will take office this time, and he will integrate the Longxi army and re-select the soldiers. The battalion held a tournament."

"Our battalion naturally has your quota." Qin Hui looked at the young man who was like a sword drawn in front of him with admiration: "Work hard, you are a great fortune."

Qi Yang took the document with both hands, and his hands that were motionless while holding the spear/spear trembled slightly.

**

After rushing for several days, Qi Yang, together with Qin Hui and another representative of the martial arts competition in the battalion, entered the boundary of Yingcheng where the general camp of the Qi family army was located.

Speaking of which, this person is still Qi Yang's acquaintance.

The three led their horses and walked slowly, and an officer with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was dressed in a navy blue dress and said excitedly: "This winning city really lives up to its reputation!"

This person's name is Lin Lesheng, and he is the soldier who blatantly used his saber to scold Liang Xiuwu and other aristocratic soldiers when Qi Yang entered the camp.

What Lin Lesheng said is true, Yingcheng itself is a city that has gradually developed and prospered relying on the general camp of the Qi family army. Soldiers in military uniforms can be seen everywhere on the streets. Now it is the season of martial arts tournaments, and the streets are bustling with people.

Under the huge list of participating warriors outside the wall of the martial arts arena in the center of the city, many people who eat melons and young people who aspire to join the army are talking about it.

"Brother Wang, what do you think of this martial arts tournament? Who is most likely to win the championship?" A fat man was quite excited, looking eager to fight: "A gambling house has already opened!"

That brother Wang is tall and thin, and he is holding a fan in his hand artfully: "Brother Wu, in my opinion, this leader is not the representative of the Hu family's camp, and Mr. Liang Xiuwen is none other than Mr. Liang Xiuwen! Look at the notes on this list." He used a pair of [-]-jin sledgehammers to win the three armies bravely, and ordinary people are no match for him at all."

The fat man surnamed Wu looked a little disappointed: "Is that so? But I have invested all the surplus of the store last month on others."

"Huh?" Fanzi Wang's face showed a bit of interest: "Brother Wu, who is he optimistic about? Is it the general manager Kong Zhouqian of the Hu family's camp, or the little general Suo Tianzong of the Song family's camp? These two are also in the Longxi area. Famous ones may not be without the possibility of being upset."

"Neither...none of them..." Fatty Wu's cheeks were sweating, and his face was full of anxiety: "I have detained the general manager Qi Yang from the Zou family's camp..."

"Who is that?" Fan Wang looked puzzled, and then suddenly realized, with a look of resentment: "Is it the 'Ten Warriors of the Zou Family Army'? Alas! You must know that the story of the ten warriors is very watery. It is the smallest of the more than a dozen battalions under the Qi Family Army, and this man is only a mere general, what can he do? Brother Wu, you are afraid that you will lose this time!"

"I don't think he has a high odds...and he's famous..." Fatty Wu said nonuo, his face full of sadness.

The Fan King patted him on the shoulder, with a serious expression on his face: "Brother Wu, you should have a longer memory, you must know that in this world, cheap goods must not be good!"

The two discussed and walked away, both Qin Hui and Lin Lesheng turned their heads with weird expressions, and looked at the "cheap but not good" deity in the middle.

"what."

The deity actually raised the corners of his mouth and laughed out loud.

"Qi Yang, don't worry, these people are just talking casually." Qin Hui thought he was angry, so he hurriedly comforted him.

"It's okay." Qi Yang rolled his eyes and shook his head: "I just sympathize with that fan brother."

"If he put his family fortune on Liang Xiuwen, he will probably lose everything."

Speaking of this, Qi Yang narrowed his eyes and stared at Liang Xiuwen's name on the list.

In addition to the customary weapons, the following notes include a brief introduction: "The son of General Liang Si, who has been in the army for generations, his younger brother Liang Xiuwu, now belongs to the vanguard of the Zoujiaying."

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