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18. Night Dancer from the Shadows(1/2)

Night, getting darker. (top) (point) novel

As the war approaches, a curfew has been implemented in Pingcheng. After Xu hour, the streets have become silent. Watchmen are constantly walking by with long tones, and important street intersections will be erected.

Fence with door lock.

Although the enemy has not yet reached the city, Pingcheng has long lost the bustle of the past, replaced by endless depression.

Of course, this is just the situation on the surface.

After all, this is a special place. No matter how urgent the situation is, many places here that stay open until late at night will still not give up the opportunity to make money, and even bring more income to them because of the large number of people entering the county.

Although there will be no noise or fanfare after the curfew, the bright lights, the occasional giggle or the banging sound of slapping hard objects indicate that the city is obviously far from entering the period of silence.

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Even if you don’t plan to stay outside, you can still bring a bag of honeysuckle, a prescription for treating bruises, and a slightly honest smile, and you will basically not be questioned by the watchman or interrogation.

The soldiers were in too much trouble.

After all, both Guan Hai and Fazheng turned a blind eye to such matters. As long as those people were not so stupid that they forgot their identities and dared to collide with the officers and soldiers head-on, the two chief officers could also understand this.

People feel anxious at this time.

The previous thunderbolt methods have made these people feel huge pressure. If the entire Pingcheng is turned into a prison-like cage, the two of them are also worried that the final result will make everyone's already tense tensions

Complete mental breakdown.

These people are not serious soldiers at all. At most, they are paramilitary organizations with the color of military organizations, especially those businessmen. When they were placed in the Western Han Dynasty, the Han laws that inherited the Qin law classified businessmen, slaves, and untouchables.

It has reached a new level. Every time the government recruits people to join the army, it often turns low-status small businessmen and criminals into death-defying traps, letting them rush to the front line and risk losing their heads at any time.

Therefore, their degree of freedom before the war would also be slightly greater.

As it is now, as long as they don't cause trouble, they can just let them do it, drink, prostitute, gamble, etc.

Of course, if you lose courage when you should fight hard on the battlefield, the methods of those law enforcement teams will always be the most ruthless.

Therefore, since we don’t know what kind of fate we will have in the future, we might as well have a good time and have fun before we die.

"I really envy those businessmen. Even during the curfew, they can go to those places and have fun. Unlike us, we can only patrol here, and we can't strictly check those guys when we encounter them. We are afraid of scaring them, which is really bad luck!"

"Okay, okay, you should say less of this kind of thing, especially don't let the brothers in the camp hear it, otherwise they will beat you."

"Yes, yes, who is to say it's not here? If it weren't for the imposition of a curfew in this situation, we people wouldn't have been able to obtain so much extra income in such a short period of time. If this battle can cut off

With five or six Xianbei heads, I should be able to find a wife. If not, it would be nice to buy a Hu slave, which looks healthier and should be more fertile."

Hearing the words of the last soldier guarding the street, all the soldiers laughed in a low voice. I don't know if they were laughing at his idea as a delusion, or because they thought his idea was too futile. After all, these days

Even remote areas are affected by "Han chauvinism" to some extent, believing that the blood of the Han people is more noble. If the blood of a foreign woman is mixed into the Han people, it may be a matter of pride for the foreign people.

But for the Han people, it is a bit difficult to accept.

Therefore, if it is not for poverty or other reasons, it is generally more likely for a foreign woman to marry a Han man because her status is much higher than that of the Han man, and this is also because the folk customs in the border areas are more open.

It's just that those are things that only big men pay attention to. For these big-headed soldiers, bloodline is really not as important as those of high-ranking officials. It is already very difficult to continue their bloodline, so why bother?

Picky.

The pleasant atmosphere blew away the somewhat disturbing coldness, and the resentment accumulated in the heart seemed to turn into imagination for the future with the laughter. Although we are used to seeing life and death everywhere, in recent years,

Compared to the people in other places, even though their place is a bit chaotic, if it is limited to Pingcheng, it is still very peaceful and peaceful.

Most of these soldiers do not have any lofty ideals. For them, a stable life may be enough.

"Huh? Did you feel the wind blowing just now? It seemed different from the ordinary wind, as if a person had passed by."

While the group of top soldiers were chatting, a soldier suddenly asked his companions with a puzzled expression on his face.

Such suspicious behavior naturally aroused ridicule from other companions - in this northern frontier, in this season, not to mention a gentle breeze, even a howling cold wind is not too unusual, something as sharp as a knife

High winds can definitely make a night patrol the most harrowing thing in the world.

Then, everything was as usual, a few big-headed soldiers were still chatting about their lives and their future, and the streets were still as usual, with only some light near the candlelight, and the rest of the place was only dark.

Only occasionally, the wind would bring a few coquettish voices of women and rough voices of men from afar, causing the big-headed soldiers to fall into fascinating associations.

Everything is still as usual, nothing is different.

The Li family caravan stronghold in Pingcheng where Li Shushi is located is also brightly lit at this time, and bursts of laughter can be heard from the yard from time to time. It sounds like there is some interesting activity going on inside, making everyone laugh.

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This seems to be the case.

Xiaoqiang's current image can be said to be quite bad. Not only is he looking shabby. Even his bun has been loosened at some point. His long hair is hanging behind his head with a little natural curl. Sweat is constantly flowing from his hair.

It slipped across his cheek, mixed with mud, leaving deep or light marks on his dark skin that had lost its original color.

But the most important thing is that Xiaoqiang's current image is an extremely standard "butt backwards and flat on the sand", which means that he once again challenged Old Man Tong in the past few days and got a shameful punishment.

fail.

Although this outcome was expected by everyone, Xiaoqiang's spirit of fighting and defeating despite repeated defeats is still worthy of praise. However, because of the party's defeat method that can be called a trick,

The original admiration turned into speechlessness.

Just like when watching Tom and Jerry, it is difficult for anyone to be impressed by the spirit of the old cat's repeated defeats. Instead, they are more looking forward to what the city mouse, who is obviously not as simple as the little mouse on the prairie, will do next time.

What to do with that cuppy old cat.

So when Xiaoqiang once again set a new lower limit and was kicked away by Old Man Tong and turned into what he is now, he watched Xiaoqiang try hard to support his body but ended up lying on the ground because of exhaustion.

The "corpse"

". Then, as if it had become a habit, Old Tong picked up the spear at hand and poked Xiaoqiang's head with the tip of the gun. When he planned to shape Xiaoqiang into a "flesh Buddha" again, everyone burst out with kind smiles.

Not surprising.

"The spirit is commendable, but where exactly is the gap between the two of us? Fengxian, can't you still see it now?"

"It's just that I have found the path that suits me best. As long as I keep going, I will reach this point sooner or later."

"The answer is both correct and incorrect. If you can find a path that suits you and keep going, it is indeed possible for you to achieve higher achievements than me with your qualifications. But the question now is, have you really found the path you want to take?

The road?"

With just one sentence, Xiaoqiang fell completely into silence, completely ignoring his hunched-over image and closing his eyes in deep thought. On the contrary, this brought a stronger comedy effect to everyone, making everyone couldn't help but smile.

Even the air is full of joy. It can be said that if everyone doesn't sleep well tonight, then all the mistakes are entirely because of Xiaoqiang.

"Well, although this issue is very important for a warrior like you, there is no need to be so anxious. This kind of realization cannot be understood overnight. But this is just for me personally. After all, I am not a

People with extraordinary talents are just a little bit better than ordinary people. That's why I thought that Wang Yue would be more suitable to train a genius like you than me. Zilong, drag Fengxian back, even if you want to

If you want to figure it out earlier, you don’t need to lie on the ground.”

Well, when you see Xiaoqiang jumping up quickly as if he just felt the coldness of the ground just now, you probably wouldn't have thought that this funny guy is actually the most accomplished warrior among the young generation of the Han Empire today.

However, it is probably precisely because he is funny, and Lu Bu, who has no other ideas, has the advantage of being a martial arts idiot - he can be played by the old man like a dog, but when he finds that he has met a good opponent, he

He would disobey orders and travel thousands of miles again, and now he would do even more ridiculous things because of the words of the old man Tong who had made a new breakthrough.

To a certain extent, Xiaoqiang is also a typical example of someone who forgets other things for the sake of his own ideals.

Well, just like the legendary Newton and Einstein who boiled their pocket watches like eggs for several hours. When they were obsessed with calculation formulas, they not only bumped into telephone poles while walking on the road, but also kept apologizing to the telephone poles afterwards.

A person like Chen Jingrun.

This should be regarded as a kind of talent, at least it seems that the "good boy" Zilongjiang is quite envious of Xiaoqiang's "innocence".

Of course, as a tracheitis patient, there is no way Zilongjiang can imitate Xiaoqiang's "simple" style in relationships between men and women.

It is estimated that if that happens, the wailing sounds that often sounded in Zilong-chan's mansion some time ago will appear again... Absolutely.

Shaking his head, but with a doting smile on his face, Old Tong staggered away from the martial arts arena that was still full of joy, but many people noticed that he said something to

I stared at this completely empty space for five seconds before returning to my room with an even more mysterious and weird smile.

Does Old Man Tong have any profound meaning in his behavior?

Although Li Shushi couldn't see any changes, as soon as he saw that the relaxed expressions of Zhao Yun and Tai Shici were replaced by seriousness, and Dian Wei blocked his body in front of him, Xiaoqiang looked exhausted.

Just like its name of Xiaoqiang, a kite stood up straight, full of excitement.

The unsettling murderous aura and explosive power - let's just say that this little strong man is not easily defeated by Old Tong's attacks in a few rounds. The reason why he seems to have no physical strength is just because he feels too embarrassed and exhausts his physical strength.

It was just an excuse not to compete anymore, otherwise Xiaoqiang's body would have been drained dry by sex long ago.

Of course, everyone in the house, except for Old Tong, who had returned to the house, seemed to be nervous... It seems that this cannot be said entirely, at least Su Xiaoluoli and the ghosts surrounding her could not tell at all.

Do you feel nervous? Although Chen Dao seemed very

Nervous. But no matter how you look at it, it’s more like the words “I’m confused and don’t know what to do” are written all over her face. I always feel that if Nero-chan hadn’t been kind enough to lead her to face one direction to achieve the realm, this way of doing things would be impossible.

A girl who has always been very serious will probably choose to hang herself.

Good. Because I frightened the most serious and strict female secret agent (PU) around me who also had the funniest reaction when playing. That bastard hiding in the dark somewhere must also receive the most severe punishment. God damn it!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, why are you so nervous? It seems that those 'uninvited' guests have left. Probably because the response here was so fast, maybe they have dispersed to find other valuable targets.

Definitely."

After a while, nothing changed, but everyone still looked on guard. Only Su Xiaololi yawned cutely, and Shi Shiran left the martial arts arena, looking as if he was too bored.
To be continued...
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