lethal arsenal

Chapter 32 What's the matter with me?

The Seventh Wife was buried on a hillside in the cemetery in the south of the city, where the sun is not facing the shade, and the feng shui is excellent.

It is said that in autumn, you can still see a large piece of golden rice ears, and she should like it.

Lin Dong put Gypsophila in front of the newly built tombstone, and stood still for a while. He wanted to say a few words and chat with her about his thoughts, but then he realized that he and her didn't understand each other at all.

Lin Dong seemed to know nothing except that the Seventh Wife's full name was Liu Zhenzhen.

Where is she from?
what does she like?
Does she have any unfulfilled wishes?
why!
What choice did she make in the end?

In terms of love, probably not.

There is regret, but there is no love, and more admiration. Only those who have really faced Chen Sheng will understand the horror of the words Raksha ghost and executioner.

Similarly, only such people will understand how valuable it is for a weak woman to choose the latter between life and death, love and righteousness.

Lin Dong on Luo Xingyun's side even thought of beating him severely.

Luo Xingyun lied to her!
However, calm down a little and think about it.

In fact, I am the abnormal one in this relationship.

In addition, if he could see through the Rakshasa ghost's plan earlier, all the tragedies would not have happened.

Lin Dong and Chen Sheng met each other twice, both of them had their affairs in mind.

Then Lin Dong lost Chunya, and Luochagui missed Guhua.

(One step earlier, the spring buds will not sprout, and one step later, the valley flowers will be missed)
Could it be that this is fate?
Lin Dong gritted his teeth tightly, and after a long time, he said, "I don't believe in fate."

Then, I turned around and looked at the low lead clouds in the distance. It was fine in the morning, but now the sky changed its color.

Luo Xingyun lost two teeth, and his speech leaked out. He squatted in front of the tombstone, propped his hands on his knees, and babbled about the past few days in a low voice.

Mostly because of how helpless I am, Barabara said, like a husband who has been pissed off outside, returning to his warm home, he couldn't help complaining to his gentle and generous wife.

Well, they were originally husband and wife.

The tomb of his beloved wife Liu Zhenzhen is engraved on the tombstone, and there is also a black and white photo of Liu Zhenzhen staring affectionately.

"Finally don't worry about it."

Luo Xingyun stood up and walked in front of Lin Dong.

He took out a flat box from his jacket pocket, took out a cigarette inside and handed it to Lin Dong.

"I am a warrior, and I keep my lungs on weekdays."

Lin Dong waved his hand and said.

Luo Xingyun originally wanted to smoke, but Lin Dong didn't pick it up, so he put the cigarettes back into the box.

"Master Lin, you are endowed with divine power, with a bronze head and iron bones, which makes many people envious."

Luo Xingyun casually started a topic.

"No way."

Lin Dong's words were not self-effacing.

Apart from the initial affixes of brute force, other affixes in his body are not obtained through fighting one by one, how can he say that he didn't work hard?

Blaming everything on God is a disrespect for every bloody fight.

It is contempt for the opponent.

Luo Xingyun rolled his eyes, facing the wind, put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "I heard that Master Lin has taken over the Wenchang Academy?"

The strong wind blowing under the gloomy lead cloud blows Luo Xingyun's shiny hair to the side, revealing a bit of chic.

"You are well informed."

Lin Dong turned his head to look at Luo Xingyun, wondering what the other party was thinking.

This guy has too many thoughts, and he can't get a single truth out of his mouth.

"Do you think the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has a future?"

Luo Xingyun looked into Lin Dong's eyes and asked.

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows. He doesn't like to talk about politics. The past time and space had a long-term ending, but today's world has long been different. Will it still run along the normal historical line?

You must know that the zombies and ghosts in this world are not ghost stories written to scare children or strange people, but actually exist on the board of the map.

The cannon in red pushed the general's tomb, that was Ma Xinyi's real experience.

With so many variables, how can the world that is not on the same line be the same?
Lin Dong raised his eyebrows, but did not answer the question.

"Burn temples and destroy temples, destroy ancient books, denounce Daoist books for being too demonic, tear books, calligraphy and paintings, and the classics of the three religions to pieces, and perhaps put them in the toilet, and occasionally reprint them."

"The calamity of the bandits in ancient times has never been so poisonous!"

"The land of Dongying, a small country, even knows to respect the classics and recite famous articles. What they want to oppose is the Qing court. I think it is clearly the orthodox Yan and Huang. Without the various schools of thought, without the old school of Confucius and Mencius, I am Hua..."

"enough!"

Lin Dong interrupted him.

"What do I have to do with these things? Why don't you go and tell my elder brother Ma Xinyi that you can go to the king of England, Chen Yucheng, if you don't have a chance. There is really no way to go. Go to the scholars of the Qing court. They love the four books and five classics, three obedience and four virtues, and let them support you."

"What you said is also correct. I don't distinguish between black and white. I also think that the Taiping army did something wrong when it came to cutting down mountains and destroying temples? It's a big mistake."

"Hong Tianwang has painted an unfathomable big pie for the whole world, and all Taiping generals are also full of evil, killing people like hemp."

"But the question is—who forced the world to be like this?"

"Who made tens of thousands of farmers have no land to cultivate! No grain to harvest!"

"Who is it again, let the head of the thief climb up and call out, and the responders gather? It's not me? What are these three obediences and four virtues? In the Four Books and Five Classics, I see them all-eat people, two words."

The corner of the sky.

A seven-kill star actually shines brightly in the blue sky and broad daylight.

The light is not strong, but it can pass through the thick lead cloud.

"If Confucius was spiritual and virtuous, I think he would support my charitable act of dismantling the Wenchang Academy."

Lin Dong said lightly.

"I don't like the mandarin jacket with the word "Taiping" engraved on it, and I also dislike the vulgarity of the Taiping Army, but I don't like the imperial court of the Qing Dynasty, or today's gentry and landlords!"

"Only when there is great destruction can there be great hope! The world has gone through thousands of cycles, there will be prosperity and there will be decline."

"This is a time of great conflict. A great shattering can only bring new hope if you think about it. It's like thunder splitting wood, and the wood turns into coke, but under the coke, there is also a smear of sprouts regrowing from the root system."

Luo Xingyun staggered back two steps in fright.

Boom!

A thunderstorm blew across the sky.

Brighten up the darkened sky.

Lin Dong looked at the sky.

What Luo Xingyun saw was a peerless thief.

Back then, Lin Dong was indifferent to Po Jun, who obviously had one of the seven stars with the green suffix.

On the contrary, there was a white affix Can Qisha later, and he took it in?

It's impossible that he is a fool who doesn't understand good and bad, right?

Pojun is a general on the battlefield, and he has the courage that is undeserved.

The whole fate is positive, that is, the choice of camp is generally the camp of destiny, and there is a good way out.

And the seven kills are the thieves in troubled times.

A great rebel, the court of the late Qing Dynasty, his strength is not exhausted.

It just happened to be stuck at an extremely critical node.

If possible, what Lin Dong wanted was not to push the rolling wheel of history, but to overturn the wheel and scrap it.

This is where the courage of his Seven Killing Stars lies.

The sky sends murderous intent, the stars shift!

Murder is launched from the ground, and the dragon and snake rise to the ground!

If I, Lin Dong, make a murderous attempt, I will turn the world upside down!

Thinking like crazy!
Crazy growth in the body.

Lin Dong tightened the ghost knife on his body, patted Luo Xingyun on the shoulder and said, "In the future, don't discuss this kind of issue again."

"Uh, yes. Then what, it's raining, let's go back earlier."

Luo Xingyun quickly urged the coachman to invite Lin Dong to get on the coach.

"Just take me to my second brother."

Lin Dong said lightly.

Next, he planned to go to Zhang Wenxiang's side to find out some information and prepare for the demolition of the school dormitory later.

(End of this chapter)