Longmen Memoirs

The boy's eyes did not fall on the scenery of flowers and leaves in front of him.

He looked at the white-haired girl sitting by the window.

She looks young, about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her silver hair is tied into a short braid at the temples. When the wind blows, the braid will sway slightly. If you look up further, you will see a few spots in front of the silver hair. A wisp of red set off a pair of small vermilion horns on her head.

The girl's appearance was pretty but not seductive. Just the profile of her face revealed in the sight had already covered up the brilliant peach blossoms that seemed to be falling from behind her in the courtyard outside the window.

She closed her eyes and sat on the edge of the window, seeming to be paying attention to the leisurely daylight. Her sitting posture was casual and visibly lazy, which was enough to show that she was a person who was used to being idle.

The short folding fan is held in the palm of her hand and placed in front of her, but her hands are not as attractive as her appearance. She has a pair of well-proportioned and slender arms, but starting from the elbows, they are covered with bright red and ferocious tattoos.

The old gentlemen in the academy didn't like this girl. They heard that she had also studied in Minglun Hall before and was considered a senior in the academy. However, the doctors and Jijiu were reluctant to talk about her.

Last time I saw her and Mr. Taihang walking with Zhang Jijiu, she patted Mr. Taihang on the shoulder without any courtesy, but Mr. Taihang was not angry, but smiled and saluted her.

He didn't notice that the girl had woken up and glanced over with her purple eyes.

"What were you looking at?"

Her sudden words woke the boy up, and he hurriedly looked away. The corner of the girl's mouth slightly raised, she jumped down from the window edge, and straightened out the messy hem of her skirt.

"Ah, were you looking at me just now? How long were you looking at me?"

A pair of embroidered shoes appeared in the line of sight following the footsteps. The girl sat on the ground unreasonably, leaning against the desk. She tilted her head slightly and put her hands beside her ears, looking at the boy behind the desk.

No wonder the old gentlemen in the courtyard don't like her, she has no etiquette at all.

She has a pair of magnificent lavender pupils, with light pink eye shadow painted around the eye sockets, and her silver hair set off by red is so beautiful that it will be difficult to forget if you take a look at it.

"Students don't."

"No?"

The boy looked away in embarrassment, not daring to meet the eyes looking at him.

"No." He said firmly.

"Really do not have."

"That's absolutely not the case. Sir, don't say it's a joke."

The girl didn't speak anymore, nor did she stand up. She just lay down in front of the case, reached out and picked up the article the boy had just written, and glanced at it lazily.

"Hey, the writing is not bad. It's rare for you at your age."

The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand holding the pen loosened a little.

"Sir, you are so complimentary." The boy said indifferently. After a pause, he added against his will: "It's all because of my teacher's teachings."

"I don't remember what I taught you." The girl put down the article in her hand and looked at the boy's face: "I don't know what those old-fashioned people think. They asked me to look after their disciples for them. Actually, I sent you brat to look at me because I was afraid that I would get into trouble. If you ask me, this capital is prosperous, but there are so many rules that make people feel uncomfortable."

The boy automatically ignored her complaint in the first half of the sentence.

"Sir, don't you like the capital?"

"do not like."

"Then why are you still here, sir?"

"This is a question..." the girl spoke protractedly, with a narrow look in her eyes, "If you tell me whether you were looking at me just now, I will answer you."

"..."

"You, you, you, after following those old antiques, no wonder you have learned their boring character. You just spend the whole day arguing, and it's boring."

"The teachers have said that sir, please cultivate yourself well."

The boy opened his mouth, then stopped when the girl looked at her.

"Let me ask you, am I pretty good-looking? I also feel that I am not extremely talented, but at least I am pretty." The girl asked suddenly, blinking.

The boy froze for a moment and turned his head.

"Sir, you are a stunning beauty."

"You look at me and say."

"The student is looking at sir."

"Hey, in your eyes, is Mr. Fan a screen? Be careful, I will punish you for cheating."

The boy just turned his head and looked at the girl in front of him. He sighed secretly, but closed his eyes again.

"Open your eyes."

"Can't open it."

"Ha, I said you weren't looking at me just now."

"Sir, please stop teasing the students." The boy opened his eyes, "The teachers said..."

"You said I want to stay here to cultivate myself, right?"

"Teachers say that you are the cornerstone of the country, but you have a naughty and loose temper." The boy said, sorting out the documents that were messed up during the crime. She watched the girl turn her head, resting her head on the desk, looking at the beam above her head. .

You can hear the leisurely sound of wind outside the window, and the warm spring temperature makes you feel sleepy.

The girl looked at the boy like this. After a few seconds, she suddenly let out a long breath.

"Ah, I have free time, I want to go shopping... No matter what, I want to go out!"

"Sir, it's better not to embarrass students."

"Why don't you get up? Of course you have to come with me, otherwise those old guys will come back to trouble you."

He watched the girl stand up and then looked back.

The spring breeze accompanied the peach blossoms to form a thread behind her, and she seemed to be different from the mortal world.

"..."

Later, the girl asked the boy what he wanted to do in the future. The boy said that he would go to the border to become a general and protect the country and the people.

But the girl just laughed at him, saying that an old-fashioned kid like him couldn't become a general, and that his teachers were reluctant to let him become a general.

But the kid still wanted to be a general. His idea never changed after he was brought back to the capital from the border area, so many years later, a Jade Gate appeared in the Dayan border area.

That year, that person, that city, that sword, the memory is like yellow sand, left in the depression of the passing years, and is easily smoothed by time.

Chen Mo had that dream again.

He dreamed of the white-haired girl in his dream, but he still couldn't remember the things in the dream. When he woke up, only some vague fragments and the feeling of loss remained in his heart.

The memory only lingers on the night when he returned to the camp and was surrounded by the Ursus army. Kahn led the people to disperse and evacuate, his face covered with dirt and blood.

He underestimated the importance that the Ursus people attached to this attack. Perhaps it was not that Chen Mo underestimated the situation and made a wrong judgment, but that he did not understand the truth from the beginning and did not understand what the appearance of the internal guards meant. What kind of conspiracy was hatched, so that this time they were pursued.

What comes into view is the roof of a simple and thin wooden house. The curtains are half drawn, leaving only the less dazzling sunlight in the afternoon falling slantingly on the floor of the house, reflecting the simple cupboard in the corner.

I couldn't see anyone, but I could still hear voices coming from outside the house.

This is a camp, probably a camp, otherwise it would be impossible to lie down here peacefully.

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to stand up. The weakness and pain in his body were mixed. He didn't like this feeling. He never liked it, but strangely, he often put himself in this situation.

His mind was surprisingly calm. Chen Mo, who was lying on the hospital bed in peace, could only look at the roof of the wooden house in his sight. He didn't think about anything. It was a rare free time.

When Tallula came over, she happened to see Chen Mo like this. She didn't come alone. There was an acquaintance of Chen Mo standing next to her.

They can probably be considered acquaintances.

He was still dressed like a wasteland merchant, with that weird iron helmet on his head, giving him a dusty look.

"Cannott..."

"It's been a while since we last met, Mr. Chen."

Certain things that only the wasteland businessman and Chen Mo knew were confirmed by each other when they looked at each other.

Cannott took the infected people away and took care of them. This time, he took the infected people back to the camp, but this time only half of the original number of people returned. Cannott seemed a little apologetic about this, Because the group of infected people chose to stay where he was, and this time, in addition to bringing infected people who were willing to return to the camp, he hoped to seek the camp's opinion on this matter. If the camp refused, it would certainly not be good for him. Continue to take in those people.

Tallulah did not refuse. She did not force the infected people who did not want to come back to return to the camp. In fact, this was foreseeable. At least half of them came back as expected by Chen Mo, which was a good result.

But Kannot still wanted to take away some infected people and the relatives of those infected who stayed with him. He said this sincerely and said that as compensation, he could provide a batch of goods to the camp.

He still let Tallulah make her own decision, but in fact, Tallulah had no other choice in this matter. She could not and could not stop the infected from pursuing the life they wanted more, and once she did, Indirectly, it will trigger some conflicts that already exist in the camp.

So Tallulah didn't refuse.

The only good news is that after seeing the situation in the camp, Cannot said that he can find a way to get a small-scale agricultural circulation system within the city for the camp. It is certainly not the latest, but it is enough for this place. Used, he could only get these, and the engineers and agricultural experts who maintained and maintained them had to rely on the camp to find their own solutions.

This coincides with Tallulah and Chen Mo's previous expectations. If it weren't clear that the businessman who was willing to take in the infected had nothing to do with Ursus officials, maybe the camp would have to seriously consider dealing with this mysterious and powerful person. business cooperation matters.

Cannot said that he also needed some time to find a way to find a way to get this thing. Of course, it would not be free. After all, he was a businessman. He proposed that both parties could cooperate. It happened that there were good warriors in the camp, which would allow him to calculate the price. cheaper.

As a result, the little bit of goodwill Chen Mo had for him disappeared.

Chen Mo had previously thought about introducing Cannot to Tallulah.

It's a pity that on the one hand, this businessman is elusive, and on the other hand, Chen Mo has not been able to figure out his details, but now it seems that the cooperation between the two parties is foreseeable.

No matter how enigmatic Cannot is at this point, the price he offers is worth the risk for the camp.

"How are you feeling?"

"It's much better."

Cannott and the others will stay in the camp for two more days. This time they also brought a batch of goods, but this batch of goods was not only for the infected people in the camp. Before this, they had already made transactions with several infected groups. , and also has some contact with the infected people in the city.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo knew very well that it was impossible for this businessman to join the camp. Otherwise, if he could obtain the intelligence network of his subordinates, it would undoubtedly make the future path of the camp much smoother.

"By the way, what happened to Kahn and the others?"

"They suffered some minor injuries, but they were just too tired. They came here to see you in the morning." Tallulah sat beside the bed: "They were covered in blood and carrying you back from outside the camp. You met What?"

"It's nothing. I didn't expect Ursus to bite so hard this time, but speaking of which, we are very lucky. A dozen people broke through the blockade established by Ursus."

"I really don't know what to say about you, you still look so optimistic."

"This is not optimistic, it is a fact, Tallulah." Chen Mo said: "We misjudged the patience of the Ursus army, so it is inevitable to suffer losses. Let's talk about the current things, those Have all the infected people you brought back been placed?"

"Everything has been settled for the time being. The guerrillas successfully brought back the second batch of aid from Kazdaele. Now there are two Sakaz here."

"Sarkaz?" Chen Mo was a little confused.

"Yeah, to be honest, I'm surprised that Kazdel actually sent Sarkaz to us. But thanks to them, most of the soldiers in the camp now know how to use the weapons in their hands. The power plant they decided to build before is now Construction has also begun. If it can be completed this year, I plan to build a batch of new houses after the autumn harvest. Otherwise, the houses in the camp may not be able to withstand the heavy snow in winter. Alina's education group also needs larger classrooms. , but we can take our time over there, the main thing is that in this winter, people can’t freeze to death like before.”

She spoke for a long time in one breath, and Chen Mo just listened, listening to Tallulah telling him her plans for this year bit by bit, and hearing that she was finally no longer so anxious.

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Maybe it wasn't because Tallulah was too anxious, but because there were too many gaps in the team in the past, so many that everything seemed urgent.

"This is a good thing." Chen Mo replied: "I don't know when Cannot will get his reply to what he promised. Before that, the camp needs to start new farming. We can't focus all the affairs on the warriors. On their training.”

"We have already discussed this matter. The soldiers are ordinary people in Ursus. Most of them know how to farm."

"I remember you seem to know it too. Alina said before that you have lived in the village for several years."

Tallulah was silent for a while.

"I don't really want to bring it up again."

"Then don't mention it. It will get better gradually in the future." Chen Mo replied softly. He looked at Tallulah now.

He felt much relieved.

Chapter 89 The Wild Dog Returns (Walking on a Road to Redemption)

When people ask me one day if I regret the choices I have made on this remote and long road of life, I will answer them.

Yes, I don't regret it.

I don’t regret that I fell into this situation because of the choices I knew where to go. I also don’t regret that I stubbornly stayed when I should have left, so that I fell deeper and deeper into it. 【}

I don’t regret that I made a promise in my not-so-long life to protect others from wind and rain. I don’t regret that even though I was in trouble, I was considered one of them.

I think there are so many things that I should regret, so much so that sometimes I don’t even want to think about it, or another ending that I might have thought about but couldn’t achieve with peace of mind.

I always deceive myself and tell myself that it’s not that I don’t have a choice. In fact, many times I do and mostly have other choices, but what awaits me in the end may just be the same result.

Life is really too painful, but it was this painful life that made me realize how precious that moment of warmth and tenderness was to me.