A lost bird flew through the distant rainy sky, slowly flapped its wings and flew into the distance.
Li Pingan raised his head and yawned lazily.
He and Lao Niu have been traveling with the team for more than a month.
After climbing several hills, we finally came to a dense bush.
Li Ping'an followed a group of new recruits and was responsible for pulling goods.
Although the living environment is not bad, it is definitely not great.
Sometimes he crawls into tree holes, and sometimes he hides under a tree to sleep.
Li Ping'an is different from other soldiers in that he writes with a pen every day.
Among the people hauling goods together was a soldier named Datou.
I always like to get close to Li Pingan and ask him what he is writing.
Li Ping'an said that he was recording and that these would be classified and archived in the future.
As proof of my travels, I will have to find someone to stamp it~
Da Tou couldn't understand what Li Ping'an was talking about.
In short, Li Ping'an gave him a different feeling than others.
Although he is blind, he can make people feel that he understands a lot of things.
I can write articles, play the erhu, and can talk about all over the world.
There seems to be nothing he doesn't know.
The wine of Gannan, the villages of Shiwandashan, the small bridges and flowing water of Jiangnan, the colorful world of Beijing, the yellow sand of the northwest border...
All of this makes people full of curiosity and expectation for him.
It was also because of his literacy that Li Ping'an became a minor commander.
Datou asked Li Ping'an if they really wanted to go to war?
Li Ping'an said that he didn't know, and there would always be a result if he followed the team.
While resting, Li Ping'an leaned against the tree, holding a leaf in his mouth.
With a lazy smile on his lips, he looked at the white clouds floating in the sky.
Strange to say, when I was in Shushan before.
I have never found the feeling of breakthrough, but I got some insights in this dilapidated military camp.
In the middle of the night, I slept in a tent.
The shouts of sentries, the neighing of war horses, and the intermittent voices of soldiers continued to reach my ears...
Then there is the sound of heartbeat, blood flow, and breathing.
Insects chirped and leaves were blown by the night wind.
Li Ping'an moved his fingers, as if he had a dream from which he could not wake up.
Suddenly, the noise brought him back to reality.
"If you beat me, this thing will be returned to you." The old wolf glanced at the big head, his eyes full of disdain.
"Give it back to me, it was what my mother left for me!"
Datou is the youngest among this group of people and has a relatively weak personality, so he naturally becomes the target of bullying.
Lao Lang is the leader of the group, and the dozen or so people below him all obey him.
It is said that the old wolf has a relative who is a school captain, not to mention that the old wolf is tall and has some skills.
These people all listen to him, and Datou is no exception.
But since Li Pingan came, Datou has often followed Li Pingan.
This made Datou very unhappy.
Datou wanted to grab it, but his small body seemed to have hit the wall.
"Forget it."
Someone came out of the military camp.
"Say it again!" said the old wolf.
"I said forget it, it's his thing."
Everyone around knew that a fight was about to begin.
Lao Lang has long disliked Li Pingan.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that Li Ping'an didn't belong here.
He often holds a book or shows a bookish look on his face.
All in all, it made the old wolf very bored.
"Forget it." Li Pingan repeated it again.
"Whatever you say is final? Your fists will do the talking. If you beat me, I'll return the things to you."
Li Pingan smiled helplessly, "How do you want to play?"
The old wolf took off the tiger head knife on his back, "Do you really dare?"
Datou swallowed and pulled Li Ping'an, "Why don't you forget it."
Li Ping'an said: "Then give it a try."
With a puff, the old wolf inserted the knife into the ground.
The ground was like tofu, sinking deeply into the ground.
"bring it on!!"
Everyone stepped back one after another, leaving space for the battlefield.
Datou said: "Ping An, forget it, I don't want that thing anymore."
"It's not about things. Sooner or later, this guy will find something to do with me."
Li Pingan took a step forward.
"You don't use weapons?"
"This." Li Pingan pointed to the bamboo pole in his hand.
Just take this?
"Brother, be careful, this guy doesn't look like an ordinary person!" Someone warned in a low voice.
The old wolf also felt a little scared, but he had to fire the arrow when it was on the string.
He stamped his right foot heavily, drew the sword with one hand, and leaned forward.
He immediately rushed towards Li Pingan.
Everyone was stunned. When they realized it, Old Wolf had already rushed in front of Li Ping'an.
Before anyone could cheer, there was another "pop" sound.
Li Ping'an turned his wrist and the bamboo stick pointed downwards.
The tiger head knife in the old wolf's hand flew several feet away.
Another blow from the bamboo stick hit the old wolf on the leg and wrist.
"ah!!"
The old wolf knelt down on one foot and let out a scream.
When he raised his head, the bamboo stick was already attached to the old wolf's throat.
"Brother!" everyone exclaimed.
The old wolf took a few deep breaths and stood up.
"Give it back!"
He waved his hand and returned the things that Big Tou's mother had left for him.
"....Brother...."
"Brother, brother, let's go!" Old Wolf yelled at everyone angrily, "Watch your mouth."
Datou breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still asked Li Ping'an with lingering fear whether the old wolf would come to trouble them again.
Li Pingan smiled and said no, Lao Lang is a smart man.
Since then, Lao Lang has indeed stopped causing trouble to Li Ping'an and Da Tou.
Choose to ignore them.
Naturally, Li Pingan would not take the initiative to provoke him.
Feel at ease and realize that after the clay pills comes the golden scarf.
Li Ping'an could feel it, opening the golden scarf was right in front of him.
Sure enough, traveling is the right choice.
Lao Niu looked at the map and said that they were not far from the front line now, and it would take more than a month's journey at most.