General, please have some candy

Gu Yue got up and walked out, standing behind Liu Bang for a long time, but seeing no reaction from him, he coughed.

Originally, the tall and jade-like figure of a literati sighed at Yue Xing's elegant back immediately jumped up, Liu Bang turned his head suddenly, and when he saw that it was Gu Yue, he patted his chest and sighed: "It's the middle of the night. There is no sound, Mr. Gu, you have become a fairy, and you are really different from ordinary people like me. Look at this temperament, you look like you are about to soar, come here, stand here, you are more suitable to enjoy the moon here ".

Gu Yue smiled, walked up to him, and stood still, thinking that the suit on his body would not set off the scene very well, it would be nice if he had a long white gown.

"Bull", Liu Bang on the opposite side gave him a thumbs up.

Gu Yue looked down and saw that he was actually wearing a long white gown. Oh my god, no wonder everyone wants to practice immortality. It turns out that being an immortal can do whatever he wants.

"Gu Xianren, don't you want to see your idol? He's probably still sleeping in the stinky Shiyue Camp." Liu Bang looked over jokingly.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Gu Yue's mind, and he had been thinking about what identity he should appear in front of Han Xin along the way. Now, let's use a chic and unrestrained god. I won't take it seriously, and the suggestions he put forward are also important for his future choice of life path.

"Mr. Gu, I believe you are a rational fan. You wouldn't do the kind of brain-dead behavior of using your superpowers to help idols stand on their own?" Liu Bang turned his face back and asked seriously.

"No way, we still have to respect history. Besides, Dahan is also a glorious era, and there is nothing that needs to be changed," Gu Yue replied seriously.

Liu Bang stretched out his hand, hit Gu Yue once, then turned and went back to the house.

Gu Yue couldn't sleep when he thought of going back, so he wanted to see what Han Xin looked like now. He walked out and saw the continuous barracks, but he didn't know where to go.

Far away, there seemed to be a fire head, emitting a warm light in this cold night.

Although Gu Yue has become a fairy, he still subconsciously retains his human senses. When he sees the light, he walks involuntarily with his feet.

A young man was sitting in front of a small fire, holding a book in his hand, and was reading it with great interest. He was wearing a half-worn cotton robe, which was neither too cold nor buttoned, with his arms open, sitting There, while watching, shaking his head or nodding from time to time.

"General Han is so hardworking." Gu Yue put his hands behind his back and stood in the wind, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. After pretending to be a fairy, he lowered his voice, making it sound magnetic and mysterious.

The young man raised his head, with star eyebrows and sharp eyes, a straight nose, and his thin mouth tightly pursed, looking determined and courageous.

He looked straight at Gu Yue, the slightly sunken eye sockets made his eyes look very deep, and inside, there was a smear of blackness that could not be seen to the bottom.

Gu Yue saw that this person had no expression on his face, and he couldn't see any meaning in his deep eyes, so he felt a little guilty, and he probably didn't frighten him.

So, he exhausted the lifelong skills of the old film king, and burst into a charming smile.

The young man's eyes finally responded. He blinked hard twice, closed them for a while, and then opened them again.

Gu Yue kept that smile.

"Where did the immortal come from? Why did you call Xin the Great General?" Han Xin finally opened his mouth. He didn't fall to his knees, not even bowing his hands.

Gu Yue was inexplicably excited, yes, this is Fan, the military god in his heart, the confident and arrogant General Han.

But you still have to pretend to be a high-cold fairy. If you show your true nature and become a little fan of nympho, this person may not be a bird of you.

"After half a month, the lord will set up an altar to worship the general. The general is you. Get ready." After Gu Yue said lightly, he left lightly, acting like a fairy.

Feeling the gaze following behind him all the time, Gu Yue was so elated that he almost let go of his fairy airs and took a seductive catwalk.

From then on, Gu Yue carried it until Liu Bang worshiped Han Xin as a general, but he did not show up. He hid in Liu Bang's tent and concentrated on studying the mind, preparing for a different surprise when the idol appeared on stage.

On the day of going to the altar to worship the general, the sky is beautiful, the white clouds are high and far away, the blue sky is vast, and the majestic square high altar stands majestically, which is quite ingenious.

The high-spirited military music sounded, and the young and confident new general Han Xin took over the seal of the Commander-in-Chief of the Three Armies from the Han King Liu Bang. There were sparse cheers from below, and the dissatisfaction in the eyes of several Peixian Gang generals was unconcealed. .

The young general's eyes were steady, his face was calm, his chin was raised slightly, one hand was on his hips, and the other was resting on the commander's sword. Standing there, he looked like an elegant and agile cheetah, full of youthful tension.

Gu Yue urged his thoughts, and behind the general, a colorful auspicious cloud appeared in an instant. It moved slowly, and stopped motionless when it floated over Han Xin's head.

The soldiers of the three armies were stunned, looking up at the sky, as if seeing a god.

Liu Bang blinked at Gu Yue, and murmured "I really know how to hype", but he still took the lead in shouting "God gave me a great general, I will be invincible!"

Only then did the crowd come to their senses, hula fell to their knees, and shouted in unison.

Amid the eruption, the calmest person involved, the 25-year-old young general Han Xin, looked up at Xiangyun, then turned his head and fixed his eyes on the white shadow.

After Gu Yue positioned himself as an unpredictable god, he no longer appeared in front of everyone, and even refused to participate in Liu Bang's special worship banquet for the general.

That night, when the moon was in the sky again, Gu Yue, the newly promoted immortal who had realized that sleeping or not sleeping would not have any effect on the skin, walked outside the camp again with leisurely steps.

A small fire, a book, a half-worn cotton robe, the general Han Xin and the soldier Han Xin have not changed in any way.

Gu Yue stood silently behind him.

"You are here", in a faint, deep voice, very magnetic, and it sounds even more beautiful in this cold night.

"Congratulations." Gu Yue stepped forward, walked around to face him, and stood still.

Han Xin looked around, picked up a piece of wood, looked at it, then looked up at Gu Yue, who was fluttering in white, and threw it into the fire again.

"Turn yourself into a tree and sit down, I have nothing left here," Han Xin raised his head and looked at Gu Yue.

Could it be that the general wanted to use that piece of wood as a seat for himself, so he wondered how to make this piece of wood.

The piece of wood just now appeared out of nowhere, standing under Gu Yue's buttocks.

Gu Yue was taken aback. This idea is so powerful, he can do whatever he wants. Doesn't this mean that he has an Arabian magic lamp on his body?This emperor's spirit stone is indeed powerful.

Gu Yue flicked his white gown, and sat gracefully on the dusty piece of wood.

"What books do you read?" Gu Yue asked kindly. In terms of emotional intelligence, Gu Yue is still very comfortable. Only what he likes can stimulate his interest in talking.

"Handed down from the ancestors, the book of war", Han Xin looked up, and after answering this sentence, there was no further text.

"Really, the great general's ancestor was also a famous general, and the ancient sword beside you was also passed down from his ancestor?" Gu Yue continued to heat up the scene.

"Well, ancestor Han Fei, it is said that this sword was rewarded by the first emperor." Han Xin glanced at the ancient sword, and for the first time a little tenderness appeared in his calm eyes.

Gu Yue remembered that during his mission, he once traveled back to the life of Emperor Shihuang. Although after the mission was completed, the memory of everything that happened was returned to Emperor Shihuang. He didn’t remember what he did at that time, but maybe, This sword was bestowed by him when he was the first emperor, so he couldn't say for sure.

"Ah, Mr. Han Fei, that's a master of the art of war, is he still alive?" Gu Yue asked devoutly.

"The ancestor lived in seclusion in Chu after Han destroyed the country, and passed away when I was very young." Han Xin picked up the ancient sword and stroked it gently in his hand.

"You will also become a famous general throughout the ages, no worse than your ancestors." Looking at the general with his head down, Gu Yue suddenly felt that he was a little lonely, so he spoke out to encourage him.

"If you say yes, then yes, after all, you are a god." Han Xin raised his head and smiled.

"Aren't you curious about me?" Gu Yue looked at Han Xin's smile and was a little dazed.

"Why aren't you curious? When we first met, I asked you where you came from." Han Xin looked at Gu Yue in surprise.

"That's all?" Gu Yue blinked and asked with a smile.

"That's right, you don't even want to say where you come from, let alone the other things. Besides, you are a god and I am a mortal. Maybe you are just passing by and come down to tell me a fortune when you are bored." That's all." Han Xin looked over and stared at Gu Yue intently.

"Well, you're really right, I'm just too boring, how about this, I'll stay with you for a while, if you have any difficulties, you can ask me for advice", Gu Yue looked sympathetic to all sentient beings.

"No, I don't have anything to ask for advice. If you have something you don't understand about the art of war, you can ask me." Han Xin raised his chin.

Domineering, my letter.

Gu Yue rested his chin on both hands, and looked at the general steamingly. If he hadn't cared about not embarrassing the fairy world, he would have had star-like eyes and peach-blossom eyes long ago.

"You are a little fairy who has just ascended." Han Xin glanced at Gu Yue, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

"How do you know?" Gu Yue blinked.

"Look at you, it's very uncomfortable." Han Xin glanced at him up and down, focusing on Gu Yue's feet that were half an inch off the ground.

Gu Yue put his foot down, coughed and coughed, but didn't answer for a while, and his emotional intelligence was temporarily short-circuited.

Han Xin glanced at Duan and it was wrong, but the little god looked awkward again, and said with a smile: "If you are bored, you can march with me and heal the wounded soldier, okay?"

"Great talent is useless, General", Gu Yue turned his head and glanced at Han Xin dissatisfied.