The boss always wants to kill me

The shining white sun hangs high in the sky, illuminating the end of the grassland at the end of summer extremely hot. Not far away, a lonely horse with no owner to take care of it runs past from time to time, and the horse's hooves shatter the grass like dust.

In the barracks, the smoke was scattered, and the soldiers who served as cooks held several buckets of freshly baked brown rice porridge, threw them on the ground, lifted their shirts and threw them aside, sweating profusely, complaining in their mouths, serving meals for the soldiers. vegetable.

The long line in the open space turned around in front of the camp, forming several "bows" connected end to end, and most of them were crowded with disheveled soldiers.The rescued people of Wangyang Village interspersed in twos and threes, and were pushed out of the line by the soldiers from time to time, coaxing them to the end of the line.

A [-] or [-]-year-old boy was at the end of the queue, and voluntarily backed down, letting the villagers line up in front of him. When it was his turn, he scraped the bottom of the bucket for a long time, and only pulled out half a bowl of porridge and soup. Gone.

He didn't care, and sat next to several soldiers with a bowl: "Brother Bing, thank you so much yesterday, otherwise our village would be over."

"Thank you so much! I didn't get enough sleep. If it wasn't for Ge Laozi's useless general who wanted to save people, whoever cares about you, you wouldn't have enough food."

The soldiers spit and sprayed the boy all over his face, but he was not annoyed, and asked worriedly, "There are so many camps, why are these people here? There is no food, what about the people behind?"

"Where are the people behind? Let the girl in your village have a baby with me?" The soldier gave the young man a contemptuous look, cursed and buried his head in his meal.

From the outside, it looks like a tent with a size of 3 to [-] people. At noon, there are five directions of cooking smoke. There are only about a thousand people gathered here. The name of the village is also temporarily placed here. Presumably, the soldiers have gathered in other places. .

The young man peeped at the soldiers, took a sip of the bland porridge, raised his head and said in admiration: "Brother! Yesterday your sword skills are really good, and you wiped out the barbarians with two swipes."

"That's right!" The soldier finally looked at the young man squarely, and gave him a slap across the head, "You have good eyesight!"

"Brother, are you still recruiting? I also want to serve the country, like you, a mighty hero."

"Come on!" The soldier got up and put the empty bowl on the young man's head, then waved his hands and followed the soldiers who had finished eating and left, "The milk is not weaned, and you still serve the country. I don't think you can handle the rice bucket."

The young man stared at the back of the soldier with dark eyes, a sinister look appeared on his face, then he suppressed it, turned and left.

In the commander's tent, Cangbi stayed up all night, full of melancholy, listening to the lieutenant general's report on the military situation.

"In the rescue of Yongwang Town yesterday, two people were sacrificed, six were seriously injured, and 58 others were slightly injured. 76 people were rescued from the village, seven were seriously injured, and 42 were slightly injured. All of them have been appeased and treated." Cao Feihu held the hemp paper army Book, read aloud, the strong and powerful sound echoed in the tent like the roar of a tiger.

"Cheng Jing, keep your voice down." Cang Bi pressed her forehead which was sore.

"Cheng Jing?" Cao Feihu looked puzzled, and looked at the general with his head drooping in front of the desk.

"It's nothing..." Cangbi covered her mouth casually, her doubts did not diminish, and she asked, "Among the villagers rescued last night, is there anyone you recognize? For example, the girl you protected."

Cao Feihu shook his head: "I don't even know it."

"Then do you recognize me?" Cangbi asked, pointing at herself.

Cao Feihu couldn't figure it out. He thought for a while and said, "General, are you confused? Since your first battle, I have followed you. Why don't you recognize me?"

Cang Bi let out a long sigh, taking it for granted, after all, it has been like this in previous lives: "Let the disaster victims stay in the army temporarily, anyway there are so many empty tents."

"Okay." Cao Feihu wrote down word by word in the army book, and wrote the last crooked stroke, "Aqi, you haven't eaten anything today, you should eat something at least."

Cangbi waved her hand to chase away: "Whatever...call the child I rescued last night, I want to ask him something."

Last night, when Cangbi saw the young man's eyes, his heart was in a mess, he almost forgot that he had killed a living person just now, and wanted to clarify his doubts, but the soldiers rushed over and didn't give him a chance.

"Xiao Hei, that child is the one I want to kiss this time." Cangbi fell back weakly.

"It's him." The little black plate was on Cangbi's fingertips, and the slender fingers were flushed sickly due to excessive scrubbing after returning.

"He also wants to sacrifice me to the sky? Why is it me?" Cangbi sat up slowly, and brought Xiao Dilong in front of him, "Please make it clear, don't let me keep ignorant, Death is inexplicable."

"general."

Outside the curtain, a young boy's slightly childish voice came, Xiao Hei whirled back into the distance, Cang Bi held her breath, and said, "Come in."

The young man lowered his head, stepped forward quickly, and knelt down in front of the table: "Craftsman Liu Bai, thank you General for saving me yesterday, and I will definitely repay you for saving my life."

Cangbi walked around the table and walked up to Liu Bai, half squatting down, holding her childish face with her hands, bronzed skin sunburned in the grassland for a long time, chapped and flat lips, delicate eyebrows and eyes that were not yet opened, and lacquer-like eyes. The pure black pupils are like the bottomless ink.

"Who are you?" Cangbi asked, "What is your purpose?"

"Liu Bai, a grassroots man, wants to join the army and defend his family and country!" Liu Bai looked directly at Cangbi.

"Take out the white jade dagger." Cang Bi gasped.

Liu Bai was taken aback, dazed for a moment, and took out an extremely ordinary short dagger from the shabby boots: "This is what my father asked me to hide for self-defense, not Baiyu's."

"You're talking nonsense." Cangbi glanced at the dagger, threw it aside, pushed the boy down, pulled off his two boots, shook for a long while, but nothing was poured out except for fine silt and grass clippings.

"There must be! It was there before, where did you hide it!" Cangbi murmured, her mind was in a mess, she rushed forward and pressed the young man's shoulders, pulled and pulled Liu Bai's coat and middle coat , and even the linen trousers were torn to pieces, until none of the boy's body was hung up, but he still couldn't find anything.

"That's right...kiss, and you can go back with a kiss."

Cangbi thought in a daze, and leaned over.

Lips touched, nothing happened...

Not reconciled, he held Liu Bai down and started biting frantically, leaving several bloodstains on the boy's dry lips.

Out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's mouth again, Liu Bo shivered and began to cry.Cangbi finally regained consciousness, let go of him, looked at her trembling palms, panting intermittently, "I...I didn't mean that...I..."

Liu Bai was sobbing, without avoiding it, he said slowly: "The general wants me, and I will never resist."

Outside the camp, the soldiers who came to deliver food saw this scene, and twitched their mouths: "They are full of benevolence and righteousness, but they look so dirty in private."

He put the food plate at the door, drank half a bowl of rice porridge, and walked away without disturbing the general's "good mood".

"I..." Cang Bi stood up as if struck by lightning, and took a few steps back, and didn't stop until her back knee touched the desk, "I'm sorry..."

The long knife placed on the case was hit to the ground with a bang, and a section of the blade was shaken out.

Cangbi, as if being pardoned, turned her head to pick up the knife, not looking at the naked young man: "I... just..."

"I'll send someone a new set of clothes later..." He really couldn't find any excuses, so he could only remedy this. The moment his hand touched the handle of the knife, his throat groaned, as if he had seen a demon, and he fell to the ground ,"ah--"

"Who is that!"

Liu Bai looked at the terrified Cangbi in surprise, and stepped forward to pick up the long knife. On the back of the knife, his young face was clearly reflected: "General, you are joking, the reflection on the back of the knife is naturally him."

"Myself?" Cangbi raised her hand in disbelief and said, "Give me the knife."

Liu Bai put the knife back into its sheath and handed it to Cangbi.

Cangbi pulled out the knife again—his face was reflected on the back of the knife, pale as paper, with a hideous scar running from the corner of the right eyebrow across the eyelashes, across the tall and slender bridge of the nose, and ending on the left Under the corner of the mouth, no matter how peerless her face was, it was completely destroyed, as scary as a ghost.