Tomorrow's Ark, raised by children

Probably this is why Warrior Menquan looked at him with respect and brother-like eyes.

"Drunk! He's drunk!"

"Good! 180 cups! Same as last record!"

"No, no, no! It's 180 plus half a cup! It's a record!"

"Great!"

Everyone cheered and carried the unconscious Zhang Yubai into the tent.

The general watched all this with a smile on his face.

He is not drunk.

This is not because of his drinking capacity, but because of his nature.As the backbone of the entire army, he must remain absolutely calm and sober. Alcohol will paralyze him, and for those things hidden in the dark, a little paralysis may lead to tragic consequences. He dare not put himself His life, the entire Yumen, and even the fate of Yan Kingdom were entrusted to such a tiny existence as alcohol.

But he is more tolerant of his subordinates.

At least for the moment.

In such bad weather, it is rare to drink booze once, and it is also allowed.

It's just... Looking at the entire border defense process, there are not many similar opportunities.

Every eve of the death fight, there will probably be a reception.Every reception is a farewell party, a farewell party for those unknown but famous people who are about to pass away.

No one knows whether the people around them will close their eyes at some point in the future, fall down, never breathe, or make any sound...

Nobody wants to see something like that....

"Master Ling."

"Is the general calling me?"

"Of course it's you."

"Haha, it's really embarrassing to call me that. In front of you, General, me, Grandmaster? It's just a joke!"

Ling waved his hand, "Just call me for life!"

"That's good." The general nodded, "Ling, have you ever heard of Dongguo's poems?"

"I've heard—but there...those are called haiku."

"What about the death poem?"

"Ah, you mean the sentences that warriors recite before they die? They are usually written by someone before death, and they are recited as if they were exaggerating the atmosphere before death... What, the general also thinks? I heard that the general's text Being able to draw a pen to secure the world, and a martial artist to mount a horse to determine the world, and people often have violent inspirations in the revolving lantern before death... there must be no need to write in advance."

"I'm just asking."

"If you ask me, Yan people still have the way of life and death of Yan people... Dongguo's haiku is still too delicate and elegant, without arrogance. If you really want to chant before death, such as 'I am self-defeating' Smiling to the sky with the knife, go and keep the two Kunluns, this is very good."

"Can consider it."

"The general doesn't really intend to go to death, does he?" Ling stared at the general with wide eyes, "Hey, is the situation so serious? It doesn't matter. If you can't stop it, I will come to rescue you at all costs." Yours, when the two of us work together, even a tide of demons can kill a day's blood, right?"

"Hehehe..."

There was a bright fire in the general's eyes, and he suddenly frowned.

"about there....."

He spoke very softly, but for some reason all the soldiers heard him.

In an instant, they began to tidy up the mess and extinguish some of the torches...

The flames gradually faded, and the general let out a sigh of relief.

"I smiled to the sky from the horizontal knife, to save my heart and gall, Kunlun...?"

In the darkness, the general thought deeply, then suddenly said to himself.

"Also..."

"However, if there is such a day, it's better not to recite poems... Such a pretentious, not a soldier."

Interscroll: Luminous Cup: Chapter 122 110 Chapter [-]: What Happened

"You should wake up..."

"But I still want to sleep again."

"Smelly brother, if you sleep again, something will happen."

In my mind, three voices sounded.

"But you really should wake up."

"What's the harm in sleeping a little longer?"

"problem occurs!"

"An accident? What could happen... The general's voice didn't ring out, so it must be nothing serious. Since there is nothing serious, let me sleep for a while."

There were three voices, one was a soft and beautiful female voice, the other was Zhang Yubai's own voice, and the third was a self-proclaimed brother Zhang Yubai.

More than ten years ago, Xi's words had reminded Zhang Yubai that after leaving Xi's picture scroll, the existence that Mrs. Zhang called his elder brother returned.

None of them showed any strangeness, as if they had never been separated.But everyone knows that their relationship has begun to change.

But to this day, the two "persons" still haven't shown any contradictions.

"Hey...wake up!"

The sound of a snake spitting out a letter sounded.

"call!"

Zhang Yubai suddenly opened his eyes.

"Qin Siyi...you really are merciless."

Zhang Yubai covered his head and said to himself in pain.

Yes, the owner of that soft and beautiful voice is Qin Siyi, the river god that Zhang Yubai rescued more than ten years ago.

Now, she has been reshaped to a certain extent, and she can communicate with Zhang Yubai inside his body.

Now Zhang Yubai will never feel lonely no matter what, because there are three souls in his body.

It's a miracle!

If it were someone else, he would have been schizophrenic long ago, and again he would have a nervous breakdown.

He stood up.

"What's the matter? Call me in such a hurry..."

He opened the curtain and walked to the snow.

Another night of wind and snow, the snow has thickened a lot.

I've already touched my legs... If this continues, the base will probably be submerged.

This can't be done...

The sentinel guards, the driller drills, and the repairer repairs... The armored warriors live a tense and slightly relaxed life in the days when there is no enemy intrusion, and everything is normal.

nothing.

With such a strange mentality, Zhang Yubai walked further and further away.

"Master Guerrilla! Master Guerrilla! I have a letter from you!"

For these fighters, their hometown and relatives are always the support in their hearts and the motivation to live.

Letters from home are more important to them than hundreds of taels of gold. They are the echo of their spiritual support.

There are always soldiers' families who will send letters here through the messengers who roam the country of Yan and even the land of Terra.

Compared with other people, Zhang Yubai's situation is special.

He has no relatives, and the group of people who are related by blood are probably in opposition to him now. If it weren't for them, they would not have come to guard the border.

As for other people who have something to do with me...

He unfolded the letter.

familiar handwriting.

Zhang Yubai frowned and thought for a moment.

"Hi!"

"Hi.....huh?"

"Messenger? Didn't you say you were going to get another old Li's relic...how..."

Amidst the voice of a soldier around him, Zhang Yubai looked up and saw the person in front of him clearly.

Black hair, four fluffy fox tails, a womanly figure...

"It really is you...Luo Taoning." Zhang Yubai smiled, "It was the last time you sent me a letter."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Luo Taoning raised his eyebrows, "What, do you miss me? Haha, the situation is not urgent, right? Why don't you take some time to listen to what I've seen and heard during this time?"

The original censor, Luo Taoning, had been a messenger for several years.

What he did most often was to send letters to the frontier that ordinary people considered dangerous.

Zhang Yubai was still very surprised when he first saw Luo Taoning.

Especially after Luo Taoning mentioned that he had helped in the River God incident more than ten years ago...

"Long Shuwen's letter, let's read it...Also, let me express my condolences."

Zhang Yubai frowned.

My master, Long Shuwen, keeps in touch with me even now. He often sends letters, and once he even delivered the letter himself with his aging body. It can be said that his feelings are sincere.

Recalling his teacher, Zhang Yubai also felt a lot of emotion.

"...Yubai, in addition to the above greetings, I also want to say that Beizhai went west a few days ago."

"That was the end of his life."

Hokusai...

Zhang Yubai still had memories of him.

It was the ruthless man who cut his belly in front of Cao Qin and tried to use his own death to force Cao Qin to retreat. He was the apprentice of his adoptive father and the former commander of Jin Yiwei.

is he dead

Zhang Yubai didn't have many emotional fluctuations.

He... In fact, he is not very familiar with him, is he?

Even in those days when he was a candle holder, Bei Zhai didn't have much interaction with him.At most, it is a few greetings from time to time for the handover of some affairs...

But now that he is dead, I still have some feelings for him.

Time has changed, in the blink of an eye, so many years have passed...

Thinking about it now, the dream of walking the rivers and lakes by myself when I was a child... has been completely shattered, right?

"Natural death?"

"Ah."

Luo Taoning nodded.

"It can be regarded as... you can rest."

But no matter what, this man should have lived his life in guilt.

If there is anything most profound in the memory of more than twenty years ago, which cannot be erased at all... Zhang Yubai is about to talk about his confrontation with the giant beast.

At that time, Hokusai showed pain on his face, and he only showed calmness during seppuku.

It must be because Zhang Yuting felt ashamed about the death of his adoptive father.

Now that he is dead, Zhang Yubai is not sure whether there will be reincarnation after death, but he can at least say...

Hokusai's story is over.