Tian Bian laughed: "I believe, Li Songjun must be interested in my story."

There is a hostage on the side of the field. How can Chen Lisong leave alone?

When you come, then An Zhi: "I am very interested, I wish to wash my ears and listen."

Ervine Specialty Inserting: "This attitude is very good. Dazuo has arranged for the best military doctor of our emperor for treatment of Huang Sang."

How can Chen Lisong not hear the meaning of this person's threat?

Tanabe facing Ervine Saburo: "You go down. When I tell a story, I don't like to be disturbed by others."

"Hi!"

When the person exited the house, the door was closed gently, and the south study was quiet at once.

Tianbian is not in a hurry to tell stories, but is cooking tea, and his expression is very focused.

Chen Lisong was not in a hurry to listen to the story. He looked at the movements in Tianbian's hands, and his expression was more focused.

"Wow -Wow-"

The sound of the tea pouring into the cup was full of the entire South Study Room, and the two did not speak for a while.

It is still the solidification that breaks the time: "This story should start with a long time."

"I am from a place called Okinawa in the Grand Japan Empire. Do you know this place?"

"Ryukyu used to be the state of our country."

Tian Bian was stunned, and then said again: "The climate there is similar to the sword wind town ..."

Speaking of his hometown, the eyes of Tian are full of beautiful memories.

The story that many people tell are only suitable for their own memories, but when others heard it, they are like the old monk chanting the scriptures.

This is what Tian Bian said. Chen Lisong was not interested in listening at all, but he had to listen very seriously.

If it wasn't for Mr. Huang under the control of the devil, Chen Lisong really wanted to burst into the thick mouth of "You You, TM, TM, TM".

He had to fight the endless torrent of Duan Tian: "The story of Da Zuo said is that you hold a iron needle and insert the leaves in the mountains of your house?"

Tianbian was stunned again: "Li Songjun has also done the burnt leaves?"

"Is this the story you want to say?"

Tian Bian's thoughts suddenly accepted, but his expression was still lonely: "No, my story has not started to tell."

Chen Lisong collapsed a little, and really wanted to slap on the old face on the side of the field: "Then please start telling the story."

"I like Tiancheng, I like Daofeng Town, I like it more ... You leaned over, I quietly told you, this matter is related to my hometown."

"Do you have our hometown in the hometown of Dazuo?"

Tianbian suddenly strangely laughed: "Your hometown?"

He went on to say, "Your hometown, now fragmented ..."

Chen Lisong almost followed the rhythm of Tianbian, and for a while, I felt like Tianbian seemed to be talking about Daofeng Town.

And Tian Bian said, "Talking" the wind suddenly turned: "Li Songjun, what is your ancestral tomb?"

Chen Lisong was surprised this time.

"It turned out that Da Zuo was concerned about an ancient tomb."

"No, no, I care about where the tomb is."

"If I say, I will bring Dazuo to find the tomb, can Da left put them two?"

The "two of them" he said refers to Huang Xiaoliang and Liu Guolong.

"Did I catch Lisongjun?"

"No."

"Then I continue telling the story."

"I have heard it just now. I have heard it."

Tianbian again.

After all, he also experienced the suffering and despair of war, so he immediately laughed and opened again: "I can talk."

"Tiger tiger!"

They haven't responded yet, but they are embarrassed.
Chapter completed!