While talking next door, Meng Fang was in his room, strengthening the walls and roof for his wife.
And just when I was about to renovate the west wall, I accidentally heard someone talking on the other side.
Although I didn't hear it very clearly, it seemed...it seemed to be related to me?
Meng Fang couldn't help but become curious, and instinctively put his ear to listen carefully.
Then I heard: You also need someone to join the army. This quota has been given to Mongolia, so your own children don’t have to go?
…
I have been alone all my life, and have been lonely and lonely until I am old. Why can this fool be able to keep his wife and children warm?
If I don't break them up, I'll feel bad.
Let alone being neighbors, seeing them loving each other every day makes me uncomfortable and annoying!
…
After hearing this conspiracy, Meng Fang's body seemed to be frozen, and his whole body was frozen there.
Although he once had doubts about Lao Mo, he still dispelled his doubts based on the idea of being a good person.
I don’t want to take it seriously that this old guy is plotting against me!
If you borrow food, I borrow it; if you ask for oil, I give it!
Then you couldn't stop being ungrateful and tried to frame me!
Let my wife and I part ways and embark on an unpredictable road of life and death.
That night, Meng Fang leaned against the gable wall, looked up at the stars in the sky, and stayed awake for half the night.
There are only a few words in my mind, echoing back and forth!
"Who made him timid? If you don't bully him, who will you bully?"
"Who made him weak? Who made him kind?"
"It's difficult for everyone! Why does he have to sleep with his wife and children? Why is he still so young? Why?!"
Meng Fang's heart and mind were filled with these words, stirring back and forth.
His heart almost stopped beating, but the look in his eyes became more and more ferocious.
Suddenly, he slapped himself hard.
"Making you normally cowardly and timid!"
"Make you weak!"
"Make you happy!"
Bang bang bang...
Meng Fang slapped himself more than a dozen times in succession, but there was only calmness and coldness in his eyes.
"Meng Fang, you are guilty! You are guilty of a serious crime!"
"We need to change it!"
…
This morning.
There was nothing wrong with the Mongolian side, and he went on the expedition with the army as usual, and even said goodbye to his wife in tears.
However, at night, this young man from a mountain village, who had always been kind to others, ran for seventy miles and sneaked home while his companions were fast asleep!
Well, I didn't go back to my own home, but went to the next door.
Next door, Lao Mo was feeling overwhelmed because his scheme had succeeded, and he was pouring himself a drink with a plate of pickles.
Suddenly, the door opened, cold air rushed in, and the oil lamp went out instantly.
"Who?" the old man said tremblingly.
Although he didn't know what was going on, he still thought that this sudden change was man-made.
However, making a judgment will not alleviate the subsequent situation.
A strong black figure appeared from behind, grabbed his neck, and pressed a sharp sickle onto his neck.
"Mighty man...Mighty man, please spare your life...I..."
Old Mo desperately begged for mercy: "Strong man, you and I have no injustice or enmity..."
But the black shadow behind him didn't say a word, just like a cold and hard stone, lifeless and lifeless.
But his five fingers continued to exert force and covered Lao Mo's mouth.
Old Mo whimpered and struggled: "Strong man...please let me...please let me die clearly..."
laugh!
A stream of blood spurted out, and Lao Mo's throat had been completely severed by a sharp sickle.
From beginning to end, not a word was said.
Lao Mo stared and his body slowly fell limp.
At the last moment of his life, when he fell to the ground, he finally turned his head and saw the indifferent face clearly with his last glance.
The person who killed him was... his neighbor... Meng Fang?!
That cold face and expressionless eyes were looking straight at him.
Cuo Fei's face is not the same as before, but his whole temperament is completely different from usual!
Lao Mo's last thought was only regret, extremely regretful, but his body slowly twitched.
He is always afraid of others, laughs at others, does bad things, is jealous of others' abilities and happiness, often sabotages others, and always harms others without benefiting himself. However, the people he provokes are ordinary people. Even if the incident comes to light, at most he will be scolded.
I'll give him a beating once, and I'll just move to another house if I can't survive in the local area.
He never thought that after just moving here and just trying his best, someone would kill him because of it!
If he had known this earlier, he would never have framed Mongolia.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
He never knew that honest people who are pushed to the limit are the most terrifying!
Lao Mo lay on the ground, his body stiffening little by little, and he was dying.
Meng Fang was relieved after confirming that he had no breathing and heartbeat, and that his body was gradually losing its temperature.
He murmured: "You are the only one who framed me because you were jealous of my happiness and made me embark on a difficult road to return."
"Then I will kill you because you framed me, and send you to a point of no return."
"Only in this way can we truly be fair and just."
"This is fairness, this is justice!"
This was the first time in Mongolia's life that he had killed someone, but because of his strong resentment, he didn't have much fear from the moment he committed the crime.
Without hesitation, he plundered Lao Mo's money and put it into a small cloth bag. Then he came to the yard, picked up the small cloth bag with a long branch, and placed it gently.
On the eaves of his house, he moved the tiles again and slightly covered the small cloth bag.
This is the place where he used to hide his private room without telling his wife. She has always been reluctant to spend money, but she is weak, so he often secretly hides one or two pennies in case of emergency needs. Even if he has no emergency needs, he will save too much.
I can buy some delicious food for my wife to nourish her body.
Now, it has unexpectedly been put to other uses.
"Although I don't have much money, it would be a pity to throw it away."
"If you give it directly to Madam, someone has just died here. After investigation, Madam will not be able to handle the matter, and I am afraid that flaws will be exposed. Not only will the money be lost, but it will become a source of trouble and harm Madam."
"Hide here, just wait for the tiles to loosen a little, and then we will respond... In a few days, it will be autumn and winter. When the north wind blows, as long as the wind is slightly stronger, it will blow the thatch over there. As long as this tile falls,
If it falls, the money will naturally fall in front of the lady’s eyes.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Things have already changed at that time. Even if someone discovers it, they will only think it is my hidden private money, and it has nothing to do with this old bastard."
He stood in the yard and looked at the neighbor next door lovingly.
At this moment, he really wanted to go there, hug his wife, and tell her that I was back.
But no.
There is not much time left for you, you need to go back quickly.
The more important thing is that after the incident, my wife may be exposed. She is so simple and timid and cannot withstand the incident.
Meng Fang tidied his clothes a little.
His action this time was carefully considered, and there was no blood on his clothes.
Because when he killed someone, he was behind the deceased, but the blood was sprayed forward, so his clothes were naturally not stained with blood.
Although this was his first time killing someone, until this moment, he still didn't feel any emotions such as fear or nervousness.
This is revenge, a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution!
He ruined my happiness, of course I want revenge.
I am doing this to protect my wife.
It must be hard for her when I'm not at home.
It will definitely not be easy for Rou'er to have this old guy as her neighbor.
So... let’s make arrangements for the family elimination plan!
I'm not nervous, not afraid, and I don't feel guilty or in pain.
He held the bloody sickle and walked quickly out of Lao Mo's yard.
According to the plan that had been planned for a long time, he only took a few steps around, then swung the bloody sickle hard and threw it into the courtyard.
Benedict!
There was only a soft sound, and it seemed that something was inserted into it.
He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s done, there’s not even the last sound, this is even the sky helping me.
——I was framed, and the law of the country sentenced me to join the army. I couldn't disobey it. Even though I knew I was wronged, I could only do it because my arms couldn't twist my thighs.
But I still want you to understand, or at least make you worry about it.
Don't bully me!
Don't bully my family! I will kill someone!
I really know how to kill people!
Although you don’t know it’s me, Li Zheng must be suspicious because he is a participant and the actual profiteer!
If I didn't send back the news of my death, he wouldn't dare to do anything!
If anything happens to my wife, I will kill your whole family when she comes back!
If I can kill Lao Mo, I don’t care if I kill more of you and Li Zheng’s family. Do you believe it or not?!
…
In the dark night, I hurried out of the village and started running home again until I lost my breath, rushing back to the campsite as quickly as possible.
It was a dark night all the way, with no light from the stars or the moon.
A young man, walking alone in the dark night, ran desperately.
In his eyes, there was only peace and nothing else.
…
Early the next morning.
When the Satsuma family got up, they immediately saw the bloody sickle stuck on the ground in front of the door.
The blood dripped with blood and the cold light shone.
Li Zheng screamed in fright and almost fell to the ground. He rolled and crawled to the side, trembling all over: "What...what is going on?"
The whole family trembled like frightened birds, and there was no movement for a long time before they dared to step forward to check.
But there was nothing on the ground except this sickle.
There is no handwriting, no message, and no information such as warning, intimidation, or admonishment.
There is only a bloody knife!
Li Zheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and it took him half an hour to finally calm down.
"This is how the same thing?"
After checking again and again, I still found nothing unusual. If the sickle wasn't stained with blood, it would hardly be considered anything unusual.
I am filled with fear, but I can't help but feel suspicious. What's going on?
Time came to noon in the blink of an eye.
Of course, Lao Mo's house didn't open the door.
The small village in a remote location was as quiet as ever. No one thought too much. Everyone just lived their own lives, and no one cared about this old bachelor.
Besides, what this old guy does on a daily basis makes people very annoying, so it’s a good idea not to see him.
But at night the door was still closed and there was no sign of a fire for cooking, which was a bit strange.
It seems that everyone is really used to peace, and no one feels strange.
Speaking of which, it is actually Satomasa who pays attention to these things on weekdays. After all, Satomasa is the highest-ranking official in Sakon.
It's just that Mr. Satsuma is currently at home, confused and confused.
Three days later, Lao Mo never opened the door or showed his face.
The most important thing is that there is a faint weird smell in his house. It is a very uncomfortable smell...
Neighbors in the neighborhood informed Rizheng of this unusual situation and brought people over to check. When he tried to push the door, he found that the door was not locked at all and bounced back with a clang, almost knocking Rizheng off his head.
When a group of people went in and took a look, they were all stunned. First, someone turned around and started vomiting crazily, followed by almost everyone else.
…
In case of murder, someone from the Yamen will definitely come.
After the autopsy, the gentleman came to the conclusion——
"When he was killed, the murder weapon should be a sickle."
"The person has been dead for at least three days."
Li Zheng's face became increasingly pale. If his face was bloodless just now, it was now as pale as paper: "Killed by someone? Sickle?"
He instinctively thought of the sickle that fell in front of his door three days ago.
"Lao Mo just moved here not long ago. What enemies can he have in this village?"
"Enemy?" A person flashed through Li Zheng's mind, but then he thought of the bloody sickle at the door.
At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind: Mongolia should be at least seven or eight hundred miles away now, right?
Even if we send fast horses to chase now, it will take at least three days to get results. At that time, the march will have to be at least two thousand miles away. A few steps further will be the front line.
You must know that the Mongolian side now has regular military personnel. When it comes to that kind of place, the military generals will not be able to put him back to deal with his affairs even if he is killed on the battlefield.
In particular, it is still debatable whether he did this or not.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! What's more, if Lao Mo is really killed by the Mongolian side, there is water and roots for the tree, what is the cause of the vendetta, and will he eventually be implicated?
After some thought, he said directly: "This guy is an old and desperate man, what kind of enemies can he have?"
The gentleman nodded indifferently and said: "Then let's deal with it as a vendetta. Li Zheng, you can find a place to bury it. The sooner this kind of case is solved, the sooner it will be solved."
"yes."
No one is willing to take on such a headless case. Once it is really brought up, there is no doubt that it will be troublesome. The key is to find the real culprit, which is definitely not something that can be completed overnight. It is best to close the case as soon as possible.
So, after Li Zheng and his father-in-law discussed it, Lao Mo became an anonymous criminal thief. He was hunted down by his enemies and found. His money was looted and he was killed on the spot. Because he lived alone, he was only discovered after a few days, etc...
The case is settled, everything seems to be so logical and appropriate.
"Well, now is the time of war and chaos. One more thing is worse than one less thing." The gentleman patted Li Zheng's shoulder affectionately and said, "I'll have a drink at your house tonight to get rid of bad luck."
"Yes, yes, that's my honor."
The gentleman winked: "It is said that the young man next door has joined the army? Do you think that man can come back?"
A sudden thought occurred in Li Zheng's heart, and he couldn't help but think of the bloody sickle in front of the door.
He hurriedly whispered: "My lord, I don't know something. This little lady is suffering from a serious disease, smallpox. She has frequent attacks and is very easy to pass..."
The gentleman suddenly trembled: "Oh, I didn't tell you earlier..."
"Please...please, please come to my humble residence and have a chat."
This moderate storm has just passed.
…
Somewhere deep in the mountains.
The Purple Emperor, who was sitting in the cave with no breath at all and looked like a corpse, suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound.
Then he vomited out several mouthfuls of blood, then slumped and fell into the dust.
"Who... who took away my mortal body?"
The Purple Emperor was so angry that he vomited blood. This was real vomiting of blood, not just a description.
His injury this time was too serious, and the fate of Yan State was declining day by day, so his physical strength alone could not be recovered at all.
After the battle at Zichen Mountain, the Juntianjian list, which had not been used for a long time, updated his current status in a timely manner. With this layer of supervision that seemed like God's will, it became increasingly difficult to hide himself as a target.
The Purple Emperor was at his wits' end, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and decided to suffer a catastrophe in the world of mortals.
He is pretending to die and his thoughts are reincarnated.
However, the Purple Emperor did not want to be reincarnated for a long time. After all, the Yan Kingdom may not be able to sustain it for long. Once the country is destroyed, even if it is just surrender, he, the nine-color supreme who has supported the fate of the Yan Kingdom, will be beaten back to his original form, so here comes a Seize the body and experience calamity.
It only takes twelve years to find a person who has just died and inject his thoughts into a spirit.
Twelve years is the minimum cycle of reincarnation.
And with the Purple Emperor's cultivation, as long as he returns smoothly, he can recover most of his injuries through the power of two reincarnations.
But there are also disadvantages in this kind of tribulation: all the memories during it will not be retained.
It is really about living the rest of your life with the character and characteristics of the person whose body was taken away.
Well, twelve years passed.
But Zi Di felt that it was very easy and simple to possess an ordinary villager and hide in a remote village for twelve years.
Not to mention that he specifically found an old man who was lonely and without any relatives alive, so it would be easier for him to deal with the world.
But he never expected that he would be killed after being possessed by this calamity for just over five years!
Such a calamity of less than twelve years has not given back at all. Without the power of reincarnation, there is no calamity in the world of mortals!
This means that the Purple Emperor's current state is still the same as he was on the verge of death five years ago.
Any cloud master can easily kill him.
Zi Di still needs to avoid the pursuit of Jun Tianjian's killer.
In other words, it is still necessary to return to silence and continue the reincarnation of thoughts.
But this time, we have to start over and go through twelve years of calamity again, at least!
Zi Di felt like he was going to vomit blood again!
Wasting five years without talking about it only made the injury worse?
What's the matter?
How could ordinary villagers like these still suffer violent deaths?
There was no way, he didn't have much time to think about it.
Zi Di hurriedly entered the state of suspended animation again...
Consciousness drifts out...
This time, we can't die violently.
…
The Mongolian side had already arrived at the front line and was assigned to the command of General Fei Xinyu, becoming the lowest-ranking food transport soldier.
Distribute weapons uniformly.
The Mongolian side received a spear.
He almost ate and slept with his spear. Whenever he had time, he practiced.
He wants to go back alive.
Rouer is still waiting for me!
What do you rely on to get back alive?
It's not luck. It's the spear in your hand!
The food transport troops belong to the third-level ice type, and are not even as good as the reserve army, because such a team rarely fights.
Many veterans are lazy and goofing around every day.
For example, the Mongolian side trains every day and lives to the fullest, but he is the only one in the entire team.
Many veterans pointed their fingers: "This kid is crazy!"
“You’ve received the fortune, but you still want to gain the throne?”
"The brain is sick."
Meng Fang didn't take it seriously when pointing fingers at everyone. He was a lonely person to begin with.
The only thing he cares about in his life is his wife Yu Rou.
He doesn't care about anything else, honor, disgrace, victory or defeat. He doesn't even care about other people's lives.
Care a little more about your own life.
What matters is that Rou'er cannot lose her husband. She is too simple and kind.
Without a husband, she would be bullied!
So I want to live.
Being granted the title of king or marquis is just talk. Returning to live a life alive is the greatest wish.
On the third trip to transport food, something went wrong.
Encountered Zhao Jun robbing food.
The Mongolian side killed three Zhao soldiers with one spear!
The grain and grass were half burned.
The ambush arranged by Fei Xinyu attacked, and after a scuffle, the opponent left more than a thousand corpses and ran away.
The grain transport team suffered heavy casualties.
Countless grain trucks were burned.
Only three vehicles escaped unscathed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is the scope of Mongolia's responsibilities. - I can't lose it, if I lose it, I will be held accountable - held accountable, I will be punished; - punished, I will be beaten -
- If you are beaten, you will be easily injured - If you are injured, you may die in the next battle - If you die, you will not be able to go back - Your wife will be bullied!
So, there is nothing wrong with this logic.
Next to the car were three Zhao Jun corpses.
A general rode over and saw the Mongolian side standing with a gun.
Saw blood on the gun.
See the wounds on the corpse.
His expression changed: "Did you kill him?"
"yes."
"Good boy."
"Sir, compliments."
"Why don't you protect the front and rear cars together?"
"That's not my responsibility. My mission is these three cars!"
"Um?"
"Also, we can't protect them. Once they pass, these three vehicles can't be saved either."
"Um!"
The general looked at him with admiration: "What's your name?"
"Mengfang."
"Okay! Send an order to the Mongolian side to enter the second-line reserve camp for training."
This kid can still fight, so of course he needs to be trained.
So the Mongolian side entered the second line camp.
I also got a basic cultivation method.
Obtained the basic methods of weapons drill.
He worked harder.
In the battle half a month later, the main force set up a trap and let the Zhao army drive in. On top of the second-line reserve camp, they entangled the enemy, and then the main force fought back and made a dumpling out of the enemy.
The Mongolian team was killed in action, and the deputy team was killed in action.
The Mongolian side killed two enemies and beheaded them. He accumulated five points of military merit and was promoted to deputy captain.
A battle in seven days.
The team was killed in battle, and the Mongolian side led the brothers to kill 13 Zhao soldiers in one battle, and everyone was injured. The Mongolian side himself killed one of the enemies.
Emerge.
What an improvement.
He has nine people.
Half a year after entering the army, the Mongolian side climbed all the way up and became the 500th leader of the second-line army!
The five hundred men under his command have become unattainable among ordinary soldiers.
The cultivation skills and weapons and tactics acquired become more and more advanced.
His character remains silent.
But his eyes became sharper.
That night, he wrote a letter. This was the sixth letter to his wife Yurou.
"Rou'er, my wife, sees words as well as faces. I was very good in the military camp. I continuously killed enemies and made meritorious deeds. Today I was promoted to five hundred masters... The superior officer appreciates it. My brothers are attentive. We eat and wear together. We have deep loyalty as brothers. Everything is fine... Special
I am sending back 30,000 yuan of military pay with this letter. My wife, don’t save anything, take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back. Also: It is said that the war is almost over."
Now Mongolia is sending letters, it is different from before.
The first few letters were even lost somewhere.
But now as the leader of the Five Hundred, if the letter and money are lost, the Five Hundred brothers can rush to the messenger's house and cause trouble!
Therefore, this letter also reached Rou'er's hands safely.
Money, not a penny less.
When the military exploits arrived, the whole mountain village was excited. Everyone knew that the Mongolian side had sneaked out of the army.
Li Zheng was the first to come to express condolences, and even people from the county government came to express condolences to the family members.
Yurou hugged the letter, with tears in her eyes and a smile on her lips, full of expectation.
Just when the letter was in Yurou's hands, the Mongolian military camp was attacked by the enemy, and thousands of enemy troops rushed in at night.
The Mongolian side led five hundred soldiers and horses, rushing left and right to defend the camp until the enemy retreated without losing the camp.
After the war, rewards were given based on merit. The Mongolian side killed fifteen enemies and achieved great military success.
Promote a thousand generals to deputy.
After another war, thousands of people died in the battle, and the Mongolian side was successfully promoted.
But his performance has attracted the attention of the main line army for a long time.
A few days later, he was transferred to the front-line combat army and served as the commander of the village.
In charge of fifty people.
The authority has become smaller, but it is a front-line main battle force.
You know, even if a front-line leader goes to the second-line camp, he can point his finger at the noses of the thousands of second-line generals and scold them.
So the status has been improved.
Although the official position was demoted, but...
He has the ability and combat power, but he needs an excessive official position, and the commander of the village is just the right one.
Just half a month after Mongolia took office, a war broke out.
The Mongolian side led fifty men and charged with them among the thousands of horses.
Thirty people were beheaded, and their robes were stained with blood.
Fifty comrades, seven were killed in the battle, and their combat strength remained intact. All the villages that were also attacked by the army ranked first in record, combat strength, and military merit.
So he was immediately promoted to a hundred-man general.
Then he straightened things out, made meritorious deeds again, and became the Lord of Five Hundred.
By the end of the year, he was already a high-ranking and powerful general with thousands of people.
He climbed back to the position of Thousand-Man General again, but it was completely different from before.
After writing a letter home, Xian Wei came to express condolences in person and gave him gifts. At the same time, he was exempted from taxes and was listed as a first-class military household. The county government issued money every month for household expenses.
Life at home has improved.
When Yurou's letter arrived in the army, the Mongolian side had just finished a battle. With military merit of the same level, he was promoted to Qu Junhou.
From then on he became the "Mongolian Army Marquis".
On the anniversary of Mongolia's departure from home, Mongolia's military achievements were outstanding, and he was promoted to captain after stepping on numerous corpses!
Three tunes under his command.
If the military strength is complete and all departments are sufficient, there will be ten thousand soldiers and horses under the captain.
He is already an officer above the intermediate level.
From then on, he was regarded as the number one figure in the Qin army.
Meng Xiaowei started in the army, accumulated military exploits, and served in the army for one year before becoming a Xiaowei, becoming a model for the Qin army.
He was even received by Commander Fei Xinyu.
When Marshal Fei saw Colonel Meng, they had a conversation.
"You are Meng Fang."
"yes."
"Experiencing such a legend? Fighting all the way up?"
"yes."
"How far has your cultivation reached?"
"..."
After talking for a while, Marshal Fei was very unhappy with Meng Fang's taciturn character.
I want to curse, but the tiger has nowhere to go.
How can you scold someone when she talks so little and just keeps spouting word after word?
In the end, Marshal Fei patted Colonel Meng on the shoulder and praised: "What a good boy, you are so damn hard to get it; if that bitch sees you, he will definitely like you very much, keep working hard."
, Under my account, as long as your special mother is capable, special grandma cannot bury you!"
"yes."
"Grandma Te...is gone!"
After Marshal Fei left.
A group of generals and generals surrounded the small captain as if he were looking at a rare animal.
Surprised.
"Awesome!"
"This is the first character I've seen that Fei Shuai can't scold!"
"God!"
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[The New Year is approaching, and my wife is afraid that I will be uneasy, so she locks me in the house to code... Suddenly I feel like a cow tied up in a cowshed]