man sanctified in death row vest

Although in Zheng Xiu's memory, his father's appearance is already blurred.

Although Dad was still very young when he died in battle.

Travelers, precocious.

Zheng Xiu still remembered some.

The burly physique and hearty laughter are exactly the same as in the vague memory.

Zheng Xiu looked at the face that was [-]% similar to his own, needless to say, it was definitely his father.

That's why Zheng Xiu blurted out, with mixed feelings in an instant, joy and surprise, and called Dad.

The good news is that Zheng Xiu never expected that his father had been dead for more than 20 years, and the grave was covered with grass. He would still have the opportunity to see his father in person.

What surprised me was naturally the information that flashed in front of my eyes before meeting.

Here is "ghost".

A ghost named "Ancient Battlefield".

here is……

"20 years ago!"

"Northern Wilderness!"

Zheng Xiu was in a complicated mood, sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the man in front of him with a beard and a messy hair dotted with wind and frost.

Zheng Haoran's face is covered with thin scars, some are like knife wounds, some are like rough marks left after abrasions healed, some are burns and frostbite, these scars are left on the body and face, Zheng Haoran, who was about [-] years old at this time, looked like he was in his early forties.

demon?

Ancient battlefield?
I went back to 20 years ago?

Body time travel?

Zheng Xiu's face changed, he stared at his fist with wide eyes, the touch of Zheng Haoran's fist was still warm and painful.

"Don't shout!"

After Zheng Xiu called "Father", Zheng Haoran stared at him and said angrily, "I am not as old as your son!"

"Hahaha--"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Zheng Xiu looked around in a daze.

Only then did he realize that Zheng's army was camping and resting on the edge of a cliff.By naturally blocking the wind and snow, the exhausted Zheng Jiajun took a moment to breathe.

A gray-haired veteran beside him laughed and said, "I said, General Zheng, this recruit looks a lot like you when you were young. Your old man won't secretly add a younger brother to you, right?"

"Old Li, what nonsense are you talking about? You don't know when my father died in battle?"

Zheng Haoran first glanced at Lao Li, and then he himself was amused by this "joke" and laughed.

Another veteran booed: "This kid looks like she's in her early twenties, counting her fingers...it's okay!"

"I'm full, right?" Zheng Haoran was sullen when he heard it: "If you're not hungry, pick out the snake meat from the bowl and fill it up for the hungry brothers!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The two veterans who ridiculed Zheng Haoran's "Brother Xidang" quickly gobbled up the snake soup in the bowl and poured it into their mouths, until their tongues choked their throats and they coughed.

Zheng Haoran picked up the bowl, spooned a full bowl from the pot, and stuffed it into Zheng Xiu's hand.

Zheng Xiu lowered his head and looked at the soup in the bowl—strictly speaking, it was not broth.I can barely see a few smears of meat floating, most of them are water, and no meat can be seen.The only consolation is that it is already a pleasure to drink a bowl of hot food in a world of ice and snow.

Zheng Haoran grinned: "I saw that you haven't been to the battlefield a few times, look at those veterans..."

Zheng Haoran pointed to the other veterans.

Zheng Xiu was silent, looking along Zheng Haoran's finger.

Zheng Haoran said: "Eat faster than anyone else."

Zheng Xiu lowered his head and took a sip.

"Shut up!"

Zheng Haoran watched Zheng Xiusi drinking slowly, and actually let out a loud drink.

click.

There was a small gap in the mountain wall.

Zheng Haoran cursed with hatred: "What you are drinking now is not clear soup with little water, but your life! What you are drinking is your own life! On the battlefield, hungry soldiers die faster than anyone else. If you eat You have less money than others, you can’t kill enemies as quickly as others, and you can run slowly, so you can only die faster than others! Didn’t your father tell you when you were in corvée that if you want to live long, you have to rush to eat?”

Zheng Xiu was scolded head and head by Zheng Haoran, but his heart felt warm instead.He smiled and blew the hot Tang Chiliu into his mouth, still thinking about Zheng Haoran's question.

Zheng Xiu felt apprehensive, how should he answer?
My father died long before he had time to teach?

My dad is teaching?
"now it's right!"

Zheng Haoran stretched out his fist towards Zheng Xiu, and Zheng Xiu noticed that Zheng Haoran's knuckles were covered with calluses, which were the hands of a pair of warriors.

"Cool!"

After Lao Li had two bowls of hot soup, he burped and let out a sigh of relief.He looked back and saw that the "recruit egg" was staring at General Zheng's fist in a daze, so he took the bowl in Zheng Xiu's hand with a smile, filled it for him, pressed it back into Zheng Xiu's hand, and said numbly, "What are you doing in a daze?" , touch it."

Zheng Xiu stretched out his fist in a daze, and carefully touched his father.

Boom!
Dad's fists were so powerful that they made a dull sound when touched.

"what?"

Zheng Haoran frowned, "Na" was written in his left eye, and "boring" was written in his right eye, and he raised his fist again: "Touch again."

Old Li was also stunned for a moment, and his originally lazy gaze gradually became sharper.

Zheng Xiu didn't know why, so he raised his fist and touched his father again.

"Young man is not bad." Zheng Haoran's complexion became a little strange, but he was relieved after a while, and he patted Zheng Xiu's shoulder: "Remember, you can't misrecognize this thing, dad."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Zheng Xiu holding a bowl on the snow with a dazed face.

"Beiman's bad weather, living here is suffering, Lao Li, I offended someone in my previous life, so I have to come to this bad place to make trouble." A gust of cold wind blew, and Lao Li curled his head into the soft armor , his lips trembling, the sharpness that flashed in his eyes just now was like an illusion.

The change in old Li's expression just now did not hide from Zheng Xiu's eyes. He drank two bowls in a row and asked Zheng Haoran if there was any allusion to "bumping fists".

"You haven't heard of it?"

Old Li asked in surprise.

Zheng Xiu shook his head.

I thought to myself that my father died early, so I really don't understand.

"Oh! You're that old...cough cough, Holy Majesty's soldier, right?"

Old Li Tou almost blurted out and wanted to call "Old what", but quickly changed his words, with a look of sudden realization: "So, it's understandable." Old Li Tou nodded and explained: "General Zheng has a quirk, he always says 'A good man should speak with his fists', hey, don't laugh, General Zheng's words are not just lip service! I'm not talking about Lao Li, General Zheng was in the same team with Lao Li as soon as he joined the army, Lao Li I, Li, just watched General Zheng step by step and become General Zhenguo in the blink of an eye! General Zheng still called Lao Li my boss back then."

Lao Li sighed and pointed at the back of General Zheng bumping fists with other soldiers not far away, moistened his voice, and continued: "He has a strange ability," Lao Li raised his fist, the clenched fist trembling slightly, "As long as he bumps fists with people, he seems to be able to understand other people's thoughts with his fists. He knows whether it is a person or a ghost. He knows when he bumps fists. Just now, General Zheng wants to bump into you for the second time. Lao Li, I thought the military I've mixed in the details, General Zheng, if he shows any murderous looks, I will not say anything, Lao Li, I will take your knife and slap you, kid, and take your head to lead the army!"

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was stunned: "So evil?"

"What's the matter!" Old Li feigned anger and knocked on Zheng Xiu's forehead: "General Zheng can become a general of the country at a young age, and he was ordered to be in danger. How can ordinary people understand? Isn't it natural to have some natural abilities?"

"That is! That is!"

Zheng Xiu followed Old Li's words and continued, muttering in his heart.Could this be the innate ability of the old man - the ability to read minds by punching fists?

Couldn't he have heard his heart calling his father desperately just now?
Thinking of Zheng Haoran's expression when he walked away, Zheng Xiu guessed in his heart.

Now the barracks with big and small tents stretch out as far as the eye can see, with countless human heads sitting and resting on the snowy ground with different expressions, and some people ride horses around to guard.

In a few words, he became familiar with Lao Li, and after "bumping fists" with Zheng Haoran, as if he had completed the enlistment ceremony, Lao Li was no longer wary of Zheng Xiu.From what Old Li said, Zheng Xiu sorted it out and figured out his current situation.

Now the northern barbarians are invading the border between the two countries in the north. As Zheng Xiu knows, all the tribes of the northern barbarians have been at war with Dagan for several years.

The northern man's offensive was fierce, and the mountains and rivers were defeated. Not long ago, at the swearing-in ceremony of the imperial city, Wei Yangzun put on his armor and went to battle with Zheng Haoran.

Battle after battle was fought, and on this front, the northern barbarians were repelled and retreated to the outside of the Fenjian River.

Fenjian River has a total of five miles on both sides of the north and south, which is a blurred area of ​​the border between the two countries.

Having achieved such impressive results, Zheng Haoran could have gladly turned back and returned to the capital to increase his rank and rank, but when he was in Fenjian River, Zheng Haoran resolutely wanted to expand his achievements and go deep into the northern barbarians, using offense instead of defense to win for the other fronts. Respite.

Wei Yangzun turned back at the Fenjian River. It is said that General Huo Huo escorted the emperor back, and the emperor's personal soldiers joined the Zheng family army. Only then did Lao Litou "suddenly realize". of the soldiers.

Zheng Xiu still remembers that there was a period of time when storytellers in the teahouse study were sung about General Zheng's deeds.What led an army of ten thousand people to defeat the northern barbarians, all the way to the foot of the holy mountain.

The historical records are vague, but one thing Zheng Xiu can confirm is that the coalition army led by Zheng Haoran is definitely not as large as the "ten thousand" recorded in the historical books. Zheng Xiu silently counted the heads, even if the pots and pans Basin, only a little over 1000 people at full count.

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and a wave of nameless anger surged up.

1000 people, just 1000 people, dare to go deep into the northern barbarians alone?
Isn't this an obvious way to die?

Zheng Xiu still remembered Wei Yangzun telling him before the world line moved for the first time that on the bank of the Fenjian River, it was the father who punched the emperor unconscious and sent him away forcibly.

But the truth, really?

just,

After thinking for a while, Zheng Xiu's clenched fists slowly loosened, and a sense of powerlessness struck.

Is the "past" he lives in now a phantom 20 years ago, or is it really a "node" that can change the past like "White Carp Village"?
"If I could change the past..."

A bold idea suddenly appeared in Zheng Xiu's mind.

Terribly bold.

If Papa survives...

"The horn is blowing! Let's go! Don't be dazed, recruit!"

Old Li suddenly patted Zheng Xiu's shoulder, waking Zheng Xiu up from his contemplation.

He was already packing up the marching pots and utensils, picked up the tools, watched the new recruit standing motionless on the snow, and reminded him loudly.

"Yes!"

Zheng Xiu got up quickly.

"By the way, your father's surname is really not...Zheng?" Old Li walked a few steps, couldn't help trotting back, and asked in a low voice.The word "gossip" was written on his face.

Zheng Xiu shook his head slowly.

"It's a pity, they look so similar." Old Li sighed: "The world is so big, there are so many wonders."

I don't know what old Li is regretting.

A petite scout with a ponytail tied up, a white fur covering his nose and mouth, and even the clothes on his body were made of white fur, looking like a barbarian.He got off his horse and whispered to Zheng Haoran in front of the army formation.

The sound of the low horn is fleeting, and I dare not blow it for a long time.

There was a strong snowstorm outside, and the snow was ankle-deep. The horses could not run, and everyone could only dismount, staggering on the snow, leading the horses and the guys on their backs.

Old Li walked beside Zheng Xiu, chatting casually.

He asked about Zheng Xiu's family background.

Old Li Tou obviously belonged to the kind of person he knew from time to time, an old fritter in the army, he was very slippery.

Three miles away, Zheng Xiu's family background was "clearly" inquired about.

Zheng Xiu said that he was "surnamed Zhang Mingsan", his parents died early, and his elder sister depended on each other for life. Before joining the army, he ran a small business and barely had enough food and clothing.

Except for the name, other family backgrounds are not deceptive.

When Old Li heard "Zhang San", he nodded vigorously, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he praised "good name".

Since the first day, Zheng Xiu had no chance to talk to Dad.

On the third night, Zheng Xiu got up to pee, just as the moon was full, Zheng Xiu watched the ice and snow melt, and when he was shaking, a line of gnats floated up in front of his eyes.

[Your alias Zhang San, join the Zheng family army going north. 】

Zheng Xiu first showed astonishment, and then lifted his pants expressionlessly.

[You have thought about it thousands of times, even if it is only once, if you have the opportunity to go back to the past, will you save your father from danger? 】

[Life cannot be repeated. 】

[Since we are coming back. 】

【Cherish what you have at the moment. 】

There was no one around, and the tired soldiers were sleeping in tents, snoring everywhere.

Zheng Xiu stared blankly at the lines of words that floated up secretly and then faded away from his vision without a sound.Zheng Xiu suppressed his voice and slapped those small characters into pieces.Small characters scattered in the air.

"get out!"

"Don't think I don't know about your sneaky 'narration'!"

"Get out! What the hell is going on here?"

"I don't believe this is just a 'ghost'!"

No one answered Zheng Xiu, Zheng Xiu seemed to be roaring into the air, his back was lonely and scattered.Thin snowflakes fell on Zheng Xiu's shoulders, and when it was quiet, it took a moment for it to be heavily covered.

"Hush! Shh! Shh! Brother!"

At this time, a shadow sneaked out from other tents behind him, and approached behind Zheng Xiu on tiptoe.

Zheng Xiu heard the rustling of his feet stepping on the snow, and just when he turned around vigilantly, he heard a familiar voice.

Looking back, a shiny head was shining brightly under the full moon, looking like a light bulb from a distance or near.

"Monk!"

Surprised, Zheng Xiu pulled the monk into the shadows, and hurriedly said, "You guys came in too?"

"Woooooo!" The monk threw himself into Zheng Xiu's arms: "Finally I see you, big brother!"

After reminiscing about the past, Zheng Xiu understood one thing.

Before the "March of Hundred Ghosts" on the snow field, the monk and Feng Bei watched Zheng Xiu and Zheng Haoran phantom fist bumping moment, a dark vortex appeared in front of Zheng Xiu, sucking him in.

Monk, Fengbei, and Xiaofengmiao were one cat, they reacted very quickly, grabbed Zheng Xiu's clothes and were dragged in together.

Eyes flickering, the monk was dizzy in the passageway like a drum washing machine, scattered Zheng Xiu's clothes, and when he opened his eyes again, he had become a gang leader.

At first, the monk saw the situation and wanted to find an opportunity to escape, until he saw "Zheng Haoran" who looked very similar to Zheng Xiu.

At first he thought that Zheng Haoran was Zheng Xiu's "incarnation", so he went up to hold Zheng Haoran and called him big brother twice, making a joke.

This is not to blame the monk.

It's quite similar.

In the past when Zheng Xiu was dead at night, he even suspected that Zheng Haoran was his incarnation.

No, the rumor has been dispelled.

"You mean, you've been with my dad for a month?"

Zheng Xiu frowned and thought about it. He never expected that three people and one cat came in at the same time, but there was an obvious deviation in the timeline when they arrived at the "Ancient Battlefield".

"Where is I, Fengbei?"

Zheng Xiu asked.

The monk scratched his head in bewilderment: "This, I really didn't see it."

I was hollowed out yesterday, and I didn't have time to send out the leave slip.