Chapter 867 Take care of yourself

Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu, no matter how low-key they walk on the road, will attract people to watch sideways. One is handsome and the other is fat and friendly. Some people will look ugly when they become fat. Xiang Qingniu is the fat, round and cute. She wears the black Taoist robe on him, and she looks like a cartoon character.

However, there were no more pedestrians on the road at this time. Jin Shixiong's army's endless attacks made almost all the people who could move away from hundreds of miles away flee. Fang Jie still remembered that on the way to Chang'an from the northwest, especially after arriving in Jiangbei, the security was as good as a legendary paradise. He did not close his doors at night and did not pick up any beggars in cities and villages.

But now, the destructive power of war has been fully demonstrated, the prosperity of the past has long disappeared, and all that remains is full of devastation.

There were many checkpoints on the way, and Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu quietly avoided them. They didn't want to have any conflicts, although it was impossible for the soldiers to stop them.

Xiang Qingniu's army camp was dozens of miles north of the Yangtze River. Due to the disadvantage of numbers, the defense zone of the imperial people was constantly compressed. Jin Shixiong's rebels were like a group of wild beasts who were at the end of their journey. They had long forgotten the military rules that they had decided before they came to the scene of not robbing or killing the people. The logistics supply could not be kept up and could only rely on robbing. Therefore, even when there was no war occasionally, the army would release them to burn, kill and loot.

It’s like they were slaughtering and plundering, they were not their own fellow villagers at all.

Someone once said that money is the fastest thing to change a person, but in the face of war, the power of money seems so small. War is the fastest way to turn an ordinary person into a beast. When the knife is raised, you forget human nature. When the knife is raised more times, those who hold butchers' knives are actually numb.

Their joyful origins when they were at home may be because of family reunion or the love of their parents, but at this time, their joy is all derived from plunder and killing.

Twisted humanity.

"It's so fast..."

Xiang Qingniu looked at the villages that had been burned into ruins on the road, and his eyes were filled with fear: "When I left Chang'an City, although I saw the butcher knife raised by Emperor Tianyou in Chang'an City, at least the people have not yet been involved, and wherever I pass is still peaceful... Now, there is only a scorched earth left."

Seeing this scene, the expectation of a small gathering of friends faded.

"This is something that must have happened."

Fang Jie saw far more tragic than Xiang Qingniu. Whether in the northwest or southwest, Fang Jie was the one who faced death on the battlefield. When there was no special help, Xiang Qingniu and the others were resting behind. Fang Jie once said that the breathing in his nose the next day after the fight was still the smell of blood, which Xiang Qingniu had never experienced.

Fang Jie glanced at the layer of tender green that had already emerged on the ground: "War is like the cold winter for the weeds. After a cold winter, no grass seems to grow. When spring is warm, the grass will emerge from the melting soil. People will be as good as they will."

The climate in Jiangbei is slightly later than in Dongjiang. Fang Xie said that the grass had already emerged when they returned from Dongjiang. After more than a month of trekking, the grass in Jiangbei was revealed.

When the two saw a endless camp in the distance, they knew that they could not move forward any further. As soon as they approached the camp, the lookout hand would immediately find that the black boy riding an old ox would not necessarily be the one who greeted them, but a rain of arrows and thousands of people.

They are not afraid of this, but they are afraid of trouble.

"Go in tonight to find him?"

Xiang Qingniu asked.

Fang Jie found a cleaner place to sit down and looked at the camp in the distance: "If you mess up the energy of heaven and earth, that guy might be able to sense it."

"Why not you?"

Xiang Qingniu asked.

Fang Jieshu lay down on the grass comfortably: "Because I'm lazy."

Xiang Qingniu gave him a blank look, used the technique of the Great Zhoutian to capture a rabbit from a hundred meters away, and said with a chuckling, "I won't give it to you after a while."

He suddenly thought of a question: "Puhu has lived so old. According to the truth, how strong is his cultivation? I suddenly thought that when Zhang Yiyang came to kill Puhu that day, would we do this forever? Will that guy deliberately hide his cultivation? Even if we don't have our help, I'm afraid that Zhang Yiyang wouldn't be so easy to kill him."

Fang Jie smiled and said, "No matter whether he has hidden his cultivation or not, it is worth it for us to take action that day. At least I have a friend who I have passed by a place and suddenly remembered that I have a friend who I want to meet and can meet. Isn't that good?"

"When passing by a place, I suddenly remembered that I had a friend who I wanted to meet and could meet?"

Xiang Qingniu repeated it and thought this was very good.

"If I could go anywhere, I would have a friend who I want to meet and can meet."

He looked at the hare in his hand, and after a while he was silent, he didn't take action. Fang Jie glanced at him and asked, "What? After feeling, he suddenly had some kind thoughts. Don't want to eat this rabbit?"

"Pooh"

Xiang Qingniu spat: "But... how do you deal with this rabbit? Master Dao, although I am not a vegetarian, I have never done anything to clean up wild animals myself."

Fang Jie sat up and glanced at Xiang Qingniu: "So you are really lazy."

At this moment, a few figures suddenly flew over from the camp. The leader was... an old ox. The old ox actually ran faster than the masters behind it. Looking at its fat and clumsy and old look, who would have thought that this ox had lived for 200 years?

“Huh?”

The black boy riding on the old yellow cow to the north saw the two people and jumped off the old yellow cow's back. He waved his hand and told the people who followed him to go back: "It's okay, you all go back first, it's my friends."

He looked at Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu, and chuckled: "I went to my territory to catch rabbits. Have you allowed me to do so? Don't you know that this place is covered by me? I'm so presumptuous, so I won't give me face!"

"How can I compensate you for this man?"

Fang Jie pointed at Xiang Qingniu: "Can you please let this fat man agree to him?"

Puhu spat: "Get out..."

...

...

The gaze of the old yellow cow that was eating fresh grass on the ground not far away, with gentle eyes. Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu could see how heavy the old yellow cow was in the heart of the gaze. In such a dark and lonely environment, only it was always with the gaze. And it was precisely because of this that the gaze spent half of its cultivation to make the gaze famous.

"Recently, this guy is becoming more and more like a cow."

When he laughed, his eyes were a little sad and fleeting. Although it was very soon, Fang Jie still keenly captured it. So Fang Jie subconsciously glanced at the old yellow cow, his heart tightened, and suddenly understood something.

"Since this old beast started eating meat, it has never eaten grass again. But since early spring, it has stopped eating meat. No matter how tender the meat is, it will not smell it, and it is particularly disgusting... It has returned to its true nature and will chew the grass on the ground every day with relish."

Puhu poured a sip of wine into his mouth, his eyes a little confused.

Fang Jie wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say anything.

"Is it a bit tired of eating meat?"

No matter how stupid Xiang Qingniu is, he can guess what the words of punching tigers mean. Perhaps for ordinary farmers, a cow represents a good harvest for the coming year. For butchers, a cow represents how much money can be sold, but for punching tigers, the meaning of this cow is really different.

It is a friend.

Puhu smiled gratified Xiang Qingniu with gratitude: "What should come will always come... Because of this, I suddenly figured out something."

He looked at the old yellow cow gnawing on the grass and said, "I tried my best to make it live longer, and I was willing to inject half of my cultivation into its body. It was a miracle that it could withstand it. Later, his temperament changed drastically and began to eat meat. It was probably the change caused by my internal strength. I was very happy about this change at the beginning, and I always felt happy when I saw the beef eating meat. But after all, the cow is a cow. Sooner or later, it will return to its nature and die as a cow."

"Isn't it the same for people? Even if you try your best to do something, it seems that you have succeeded, but in the end you are still going back and forth?"

Fang Jie knew who he was talking about, and after a moment of silence, he said, "People pursue differently. Some people want results, while others like process."

Puhu smiled: "This old beast, I don't know if it will resent me, and drag him to survive. It should have been dying, and I don't know if it likes to eat the meat that I have eaten for so long. If I have to eat it, I have made it suffer for so many years."

The conversation between the two seemed to have nothing to do with each other.

Xiang Qingniu grilled the hare, as if he wanted to confirm something, so he raised it and shook it towards the old yellow cow. The old yellow cow looked back and let out a cold snorting from his nose. It seemed that he was ridiculing Xiang Qingniu... That stupid pussy actually used meat to seduce a cow!

Xiang Qingniu smiled awkwardly, then suddenly stopped laughing, with a lonely face: "It... seems to have forgotten that he had eaten meat."

Puhu waved his hand, and the old yellow cow walked over slowly and lay down against Puhu's body. Puhu caressed its neck and smiled bitterly: "It forgot to eat meat because it was so old that no one could stop death. Fortunately, it did not forget me after all."

"Recently... it always makes me ride for a while. If I forget to see it in the military affairs, it will walk outside the tent and call me, and then rub my legs. It means I want to carry me out and run for a while... I know it has already had a premonition that the day is coming, and it is reluctant to leave."

Tears flowed down the tiger's face, a little cloudy.

"This guy..."

His hands touching the old yellow cow's hand was a little stiff, but his movements were still so gentle.

Fang Jie let out a long breath, not knowing what to say. Xiang Qingniu forgot to continue roasting the hare, but it was already burning black.

"I once thought, inject some cultivation into it..."

Puhu glanced at Fang Jie: "Is this a little selfish? It seems that it is okay, but I don't know if it is already suffering. If so, I will prosper its life and its pain will be even heavier."

Fang Jie wanted to say it would go, but found that this was a bit cruel.

"I've already thought about it."

Puhu wiped his tears: "I was a little regretful, if I took it away, maybe I would never see you two again, and you two would come. This is great... I don't want to care about military affairs anymore, and I don't want to interfere with the affairs of the world. Lao Huang was stolen from outside the imperial tomb. I took it back before it died. Then I went back to the ancient tomb, which was where I should go."

"The biggest gain I gained from the ancient tomb this time is... I have friends."

Puhu stood up, and the old yellow cow immediately stood up and rubbed his legs with his body.

Puhu turned over and patted the old yellow cow's butt: "If you have done all your business, there will be no more disputes in the world. You can go to the ancient tomb to see me. If I am not dead, I will drink with you."

He rode the old ox and shouted a few times, as if he was venting, or as if he was proclaiming something.

Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu looked at each other, and looked at the back of the man and the niu who had gone away for a long time without saying anything.

"Take care of yourself"

Xiang Qingniu hugged and clasped his fists from afar.

"Congratulations"

Fang explained the words like this, and even Xiang Qingniu didn't understand what to congratulate.

"The old friend is going to die, do you think congratulations?"

Xiang Qingniu stared at Fang Jie and questioned.

"They are both free."

Fang Jie threw a word, turned around and left.

When a cow returns to the life of a cow, it is a relief. Isn’t it a relief for a person to return to the ancient tomb? He was pulled by Yang Jian to return to the world, but I am afraid that he will be happy for a day. He has done too many things he doesn’t want to do. On the surface, he looks so compatible with Yang Jian and has a deep brotherhood. In fact, it is not just like the old ox. It looks like it eats meat and eats sweetly. How can others know if it is really sweet?
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