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Volume 1, Yan Cunzheng, Chapter 114: A shadow cuts off the soul of the master

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    It is said that there is no distinction between good and evil in power, as long as it is used in the right way, it is correct, but what is the reality?  It's just an excuse to convince myself. There is no distinction between good and evil, your sister!  Excuses, all excuses!

    In the blink of an eye, Zi Baifeng thought again that he planned to make war fortune, but he burst into tears again.

    It¡¯s so difficult to be a kind and pure person these days!

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    "You pig!" Zi Baifeng turned around and scolded Luo Qianshan again, but he was a little envious in his heart. He is such a simple-minded person, and he is still in the mood to eat.

    "If you don't eat, I'll eat it all." Whenever Zi Baifeng and Luo Qianshan are together, Zi Baifeng always has a hundred reasons to ask Luo Qianshan to treat him, so as soon as the food comes, he will  Eat half of it first to avoid being ruined by Zi Baifeng. Just now, Zi Baifeng was depressed at 45 degrees. Immediately, 45% of the food went into his belly. He took a sip of water.  , swallowed the food in his mouth, and said: "What do you want from me? Come on, I'm busy with military affairs!"

    Zi Baifeng grabbed Luo Qianshan, told him what he saw and heard in Daoliu Village, and asked: "Can you help me with my advice? Is this feasible?"

    No matter how much Zi Baifeng thought about it, it was just speculation, so after Zi Baifeng sent Zijian home, he made a mental calculation and immediately decided to come to Luo Qianshan to have a meal and seek some expert help.

    Although this guy is young, he has actually been on the battlefield and knows more about things in the chaos of war than he does.  []Monster Raising 114

    Luo Qianshan clapped his hands and said, "Now that you put it like that, I think it's quite feasible It's just right, I'll participate in some stocks."

    Although the war is still hundreds of miles away, Luo Qianshan, as the chief defense manager of Mengcheng, has already been active, and the entire Mengcheng has actually entered a state of war readiness.

    It's just that the harvest in Mengcheng is not good this year, and a large amount of money and food must be mobilized to relieve the victims. Military expenditures have been reduced again and again. Luo Qianshan is also worried. When I heard that Zi Baifeng was going to make a war fortune, I immediately wanted to participate.  One kick.

    "I have a lot of scrap weapons here. If I repair them, I can definitely make a profit by selling them. I can't even pay them out." Weapons wear out very quickly during the war. Their damaged things, or  Repair it, or smelt it and rebuild it, and then sell it to places where weapons are in short supply. You can make some money and relieve the pressure.

    In the past, the cost of production was not enough to cover the surplus, but this time there was free labor from Daoliu Village, and it was sold to a place where weapons were in short supply, so it could be sold at a good price.

    The two people agreed at the wine table that Daoliu Village would provide work and assistance to Zi Baifeng, while Luo Qianshan would send two experienced veterans to lead the team and go to the south with them.

    After the plan was agreed upon, Zi Baifeng did not have the habit of dragging his feet and immediately went back to prepare.

    If a trade route can be established, if the iron ore vein can be cultivated, not only Daoliu Village, but the entire Jiuyan Township will benefit. If the amount of mining can be controlled, and iron tires can be cultivated easily, maybe this will be a  The infinite cycle of sustainable development.

    Between selling jade and selling weapons, if Zi Baifeng had to choose one, Zi Baifeng would have no choice but to sell weapons.

    What is choice?  There is no doubt that choosing one or the other is not a choice. This choice of the lesser of two evils is the truly difficult choice to make

    At this moment, Zi Baifeng suddenly understood that Fu Jun could not always act according to his own heart.

    ???????????????????? Zi Baifeng suddenly remembered the fish that left Xiayan Village and returned to Yanghe to atone for his crimes.

    The fish used his actions to tell him that in many cases, you can't just ignore everything when you have to.

    People always have to take responsibility for themselves.

    Monsters are like this, let alone humans?  []Monster Raising 114

    But what can you do in this situation?

    All Zi Baifeng can do is stick to the bottom line.

    However, fortunately, Zi Baifeng was still the same Zi Baifeng who would never give up once he made up his mind. He ran back and forth non-stop, trying his best to promote this matter, and only returned to Xiayan Village when the sky was dark.  , the two koi fishes were so tired that they stuck out their tongues. Zi Baifeng said hard work, but suddenly slapped his own hand. Damn it, he forgot to take Yan Laowu back.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? let this old man stay there for one night.

    Zi Baifeng was asleep here, but someone was awake over there. Yan Laowu waited by the stream until it got dark but didn't see Zi Baifeng.When Feng came to pick him up, he immediately scolded the naughty kid, then turned around and went back to find a place to sleep.

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    Luo Qianshan returned to the camp, and Zi Baifeng had a big meal of fish and meat. Although he had eaten half of his salary, his mood was much better.  Luo Qianshan drank a little wine. The sky was getting late, the night wind blew, and he was drunk. He was walking a little unsteadily. He vaguely saw a person walking in front of him.

    "Who is that person?" Luo Qianshan saw that the person's figure was unfamiliar. He was startled and shouted loudly.

    Although this area of ??land does not have a sign saying "Military important area, no one allowed to enter", in fact, on weekdays, only Baifeng comes to hang out when he has nothing to do. Although he can't see exactly what he is wearing, he is not wearing a military uniform, so he is definitely  It can't be Zi Baifeng.

    The man didn¡¯t answer, he just looked up.

    A pair of eyes are like two small light bulbs, so bright, so bright that they are blinding, so bright that they seem to be able to pierce a person's soul.

    In an instant, Zi Baifeng thought of Fei Jianzi back then, and he shouted angrily in his heart: "Young man, do this to me again! The same moves are useless to me!"

    He opened his eyes wide and fought back.

    Luo Qianshan asked himself that he was no longer what he used to be. Even if someone unexpectedly stood in front of him again, he would not be afraid.

    But after staring at him, Luo Qianshan felt like his eyes were blurred, and a bright knife struck him in front of his face. It seemed like an instant, but it seemed like ten thousand years.

    I'm dying!

    There was only one thought in Luo Qianshan's mind: Who is this person? Why did he come to kill him? When did he provoke such a great master?

    There is no power to resist!

    "General, why are you here!" An anxious cry made Luo Qianshan suddenly wake up with a shiver.

    The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. I don¡¯t know when the moon has quietly climbed up to the sky. My back has been soaked with sweat, and there is a thin layer of dew on my hair and waist knife.

    His legs were already numb, but he still kept walking forward. He didn't know how long he stood here.

    "II" Luo Qianshan felt that his tongue was a little big and he couldn't say a word.

    "General, what's wrong, the old man was injured, and you never came back, so I came to find you" That man was his new personal soldier, and he was very clear about his relationship with the old man Ba ??Dao.

    "What, the old man is injured?" Luo Qianshan was suddenly shocked. Thinking of the mysterious man just now, he immediately ran away without caring about anything else.

    This old man, who has opened a tea shop outside the military camp for three years, is lying on the bed at this time.

    With just one glance, Luo Qianshan knew that the old man was not injured, but that his vitality had been cut off.

    "Old man, you" Luo Qianshan pounced forward, rushed to the old man's side, knelt in front of the bed, and held the old man's hand.

    It was dry and weak, like a thin layer of skin covering the skeleton. The old man's energy and energy had been drained away.

    ¡°Who is it, who is it?¡± Luo Qianshan shouted in panic, like a helpless child.

    "It's not who it is, it's me." His withered hand gently held Luo Qianshan's rough hand. The old man opened his eyes and looked at Luo Qianshan.

    "I thoughtI thought that although Ba Dao was a low-ranking figure, he was on the right path in the path of swords. The sword is a weapon in the battle formation. Once it is struck out, there is no turning back. The path of the sword is to go forward indomitably, even if  It¡¯s about giving your own life, so what else" The old man spoke, his voice hoarse, like sandpaper, but extremely clear, as if every word wanted Luo Qianshan to hear clearly.

    "I just found out today that I am not even qualified to use a sword in front of other people's swordsmanship" The old man closed his eyes, turbid tears rolled down, and murmured softly: "I'm sorry, Qianshan,  I hurt you."

    He didn¡¯t shed tears for himself, but for Luo Qianshan.

    For the sake of Ba Dao, he burned his life, overdrawn his life, and finally turned himself into this.  But when it comes to Ba Dao, he is confident. He believes that no matter what kind of enemy he is, Ba Dao can help him defeat him.

    When strength is needed, when victory must be won no matter what, what does it mean to sacrifice one's life?  Knife, isn't that what it is?

    So when he saw Luo Qianshan, he thought he saw a good seedling, an excellent successor who could inherit his own sword skills. He passed the sword skills to Luo Qianshan. At that time, he was proud and confident.  Although his sword is not the most perfect, it is the strongest. That is power!

    But he is just a frog in the well. His confidence has always been just a matter of sitting still.The frog who observes the sky well makes assumptions about himself.

    But now, this confidence was shattered. Facing the person who came to challenge him, he waved his sword, but did not let the person make a move.  Just one glance at him broke his sword path, and no matter how much he frantically overdrawn his life and waved the sword in his hand crazily, he could not move forward.

    Like a ridiculous lunatic.

    He still remembered the look in the man's eyes as he shook his head and sighed.

    Is it disdain, disappointment, or pity?

    "I" Luo Qianshan turned around and wanted to stand up. There was only one thought in his mind, no matter who that person was, kill him!

    But the old man¡¯s withered hands suddenly clenched.

    "Don't go." The old man looked at Luo Qianshan, tears welling up in his eyes again. The tears slid down and dripped, and his eyes no longer had any color at all.

    "Master!" Luo Qianshan's cry echoed through the sky.
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