Chapter 4849 Under the Li Jing Temple, the drum of the God Crow Club
The coffin is placed in the center of the main hall.
Zhang Feng cleaned up the surrounding debris and restored it to its original furnishings according to the memory in his mind.
This was the main hall of the Cao family. He had peered out of the window so many times that he knew it by heart.
After working hard for half an hour, Zhang Feng packed up all the debris and put dozens of seats into position.
The person near the door is the elder of the outer room.
The one in the middle is the housewife.
The one in the middle is the old lady of the Cao family, and next to it are the head of the Cao family, the elders, and the young master Cao Bao.
Under the last letter, there was a series of bloody handprints.
This is a death letter.
The entire Cao family does not seek to survive, but seeks to be loyal to the country.
Regardless of men and women, young or old, all loyal and loyal people died on the battlefield.
Zhang Feng lit a candle in front of each seat according to the memory in his mind.
His demeanor is focused and there is no room for sloppiness.
The dim candle burned, and the faint firelight reflected on Zhang Feng's face.
The young boy who went out is now a middle-aged man, with a few strands of white hair in his beard and hair.
"Young Master, you, you, you stay at home, I, I, I will avenge you!" Zhang Feng faced the coffin and kowtowed violently to the ground.
Blood flowed down his forehead and onto the ground, but Zhang Feng felt no pain at all.
Then Zhang Feng wiped the blood from his forehead, turned around and left through the door of Cao's house.
Here he left the best childhood memories.
Now that Zhang Feng has left, he has completely sealed this memory and walked out. There is just one more frustrated veteran in this world.
Zhang Feng looked even older, and his energy seemed to have been drained.
The sleeve of his sleeve, which had lost his left hand, was empty and still continued to bleed. However, Zhang Feng ignored it and walked forward blankly.
He still remembered the task Lu Yu gave him.
Mobilize soldiers from all walks of life to fight against the Tang army!
This was Zhang Feng's mission. He steeled himself and galloped towards the Star Lord's Mansion.
Fancheng is only two hundred miles away from the Star Lord's Mansion.
As soon as Zhang Feng stepped into this area, he heard a loud sound of gongs and drums. Countless people were walking happily on the street. Lanterns and colorful lights were everywhere, making it very lively.
Fancheng is like a ghost land, but here is paradise.
The veteran walked blankly into the noisy crowd. He always felt that he was a little out of place.
One moment ago, he was still on the battlefield, fighting with the Tang army.
The next moment, he came back to the familiar town and felt the taste of the human world again.
Zhang Feng was exhausted, and he accidentally bumped into someone.
"You don't have fucking eyes!"
"You stinking soldier, get out of here!"
Some people frowned, and when they saw Zhang Fengshun covered in blood, they couldn't help but frown and began to curse.
A vacuum area formed around Zhang Feng, and no one wanted to approach him.
Zhang Feng suddenly noticed that those pedestrians were luxuriously dressed and wearing gorgeous Tang suits, laughing and walking together.
A group of people appeared on the street, holding lights and looking like devout believers, walking towards the end of the street.
"Begging the God of War to help me succeed in my cultivation!"
"Begging the God of War to grant me great magical powers!"
Everyone lowered their heads and walked towards a statue in the distance.
The crowd is getting bigger and bigger, and the statues of gods in the distance are filled with incense and shining brightly.
Zhang Feng rubbed his eyes, a look of shock flashed across his eyes.
He recognized that statue.
When countless Tang troops launched a charge, the blessing of this statue would appear behind them.
What these people worship is actually the Tang War God, Li Jing!