"Brother, I don't blame you for what happened to Xiao B." The young lady lowered her head and said, "My grandpa once said that when you recruit a soldier, you have to bear the price of being a soldier, that is, you may die on the battlefield at any time."
Lu Wen didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only sigh.
Seeing Lu Wen still standing and not moving, Lu Xiaoning was also anxious.
Then he whispered to Lu Wen, "What are you still doing?"
"Ah?" Lu Wen raised his head in confusion, what did the Immortal Lord mean by this?
"Brother, what's wrong?" When the young lady saw this, she looked over in confusion.
When the monitor speaks into someone's or animal's ear, other people cannot hear it.
Lu Xiaoning whispered again: "What a shame, don't you see she needs comfort? Hug her quickly."
However, this time Lu Wen did not listen to the Immortal Lord. He sang "O" to the young lady with his hands crossed in embarrassment, then left Zheng Yi's armor and weapons and the money he received, and turned around to leave.
Lu Xiaoning turned the camera and pointed it at the little lady.
The little lady was looking at Lu Wen's back longingly.
The look on his face really makes anyone cry.
So after catching up with Lu Wen, Lu Xiaoning cursed in a low voice: "Lu Wen, are you really stupid, or are you just pretending to be stupid? I don't believe you can't see that this little lady likes you, why don't you want to marry her?"
"Immortal Lord, please don't mess with the mandarin duck records." Lu Wen said with a bitter smile, "Wen is just a recruiter. There is no tomorrow. He might die on the battlefield one day, and he won't even be able to find his bones. Isn't it just to marry her? Harm her?"
"Nonsense, you are not her, how do you know that you are harming her? She knows that you are a recruiter, but she still likes you, which means that she is ready. She would rather remain a widow for the rest of her life than stay with you for several years or even several years. Yue's short stay together, what a wonderful woman, but you don't know how to cherish her." Lu Xiaoning said angrily.
"Immortal Master, this is because Wan'er is still young. When she gets older, she will know that An Xiduo is a good husband." Lu Wen said sadly, "When she gets married and stays with her husband day and night, soon You will forget me."
"You are such an idiot, don't you know that love is just a painting?" Lu Xiaoning said angrily, "Now that her painting has a thick stroke of your ink on it, do you think anyone can wash it away? I might as well To tell you the truth, if you don't marry her, she will inevitably get married and have children in the end, but she will never be happy for the rest of her life. She might die of love at a young age. I'm not trying to scare you. Love is not a word. It hurts the most.”
Lu Xiaoning has a say in love.
Back then on the campus of Yincheng University, the love story between him and An Xi was quite vigorous.
After a pause, Lu Xiaoning continued: "Let me tell you another story. In the Southern Song Dynasty, there was such a pair of resentful couples. The couple used to be very loving, and they would wear red sleeves every day, and raise eyebrows together..."
"In the end, the young lady passed away at the age of 28 due to emotional trauma."
"By the way, the young man's surname is also Lu, and the young lady's name seems to be Wan'er too."
Speaking of this, Lu Xiaoning himself was shocked, wasn't he? Isn't it? It can't be such a coincidence, right?
But once this idea came up, it immediately took root and sprouted, and could no longer be stopped.
Lu Xiaoning couldn't help but wonder, was Lu You the reincarnation of Lu Wen? And Tang Wan is the reincarnation of the little lady we just saw? Is there really reincarnation in this world?
Before, Lu Xiaoning would never believe it no matter what.
But now, Lu Xiaoning began to doubt the existence of reincarnation.
Lu Wen seemed to be touched too. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Immortal Lord, which dynasty was the Southern Song Dynasty?"
Ah... did you let it slip? Lu Xiaoning immediately changed the subject: "That's not the point. The point is that you can't use your own thoughts to speculate on the little lady's thoughts. You think that you died on the battlefield and made the little lady widowed at a young age. It's hurt to her. Instead, let go. It's to protect her, but she doesn't think so. If you don't believe me, ask her if she would like to be husband and wife with you for only a few years or even a few months, or would she rather marry someone else and live an ordinary life?"
"Well." Lu Wen pondered for a moment and finally nodded, "I will obey the decree of the Immortal Lord. If Lu Wen is still alive after this battle, go and ask Wan'er if she is willing to be with me for a few years or even a few months. If you are husband and wife, then marry her.”
"Oh, that's right. Children can be taught." Lu Xiaoning nodded happily and said, "Oh, by the way, hurry back to the South Watchtower. If that kid Lu Heng is going to cause trouble, I'll go and help you keep an eye on him."
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"Who? Who is this demon? Come out with me!"
When Lu Wen boarded the South Observation Tower, he saw Lu Heng looking around with a horizontal knife in his hand.
Everything went smoothly before. Although Lu Wen left two sentries to guard him, Lu Heng was easily sent away. However, just as he was about to destroy the bed crossbow, a sudden shout sounded in his ears.
Lu Heng was frightened to death and said that Lu Wen came back and caught him.
Xin said that with Lu Wen's skills, if he wanted to capture him, wouldn't he have to do it by hand?
But when he looked back hurriedly, he found that there was nothing behind him, not a single person.
Looking around again, there was no one in sight. Seeing this, the hair on Lu Heng's body suddenly stood up.
Could it be a demon? Or maybe monsters? At that moment, Lu Heng drew his sword with his backhand and assumed a defensive posture.
When Lu Wen came up, he happened to see this scene and knew that Lu Heng had failed. He immediately said: "Old Lu, if you are not guarding the east city, why are you running to the south watchtower? What are you doing with nothing to do?"
"What are you doing? I just saw no one on the South Observatory when I passed by, so I climbed up to take a look."
Lu Heng actually said: "Old Lu, it's not what I said to you. You are too careless. You didn't even leave a sentry. What if the Tibetan dogs come from the south?"
Lu Heng cursed and walked down the South Observatory.
"Here." Lu Wen then crossed his hands and chanted, "Immortal Lord, is there no problem?"
"It's okay, Lu Heng hasn't had time to cause damage yet." The voice of the Immortal Lord came from the air, "You should also wake up Du Yue, Pei Zhen and Cui He quickly. The Tubo people are about to set off the rafts. .”
"Here." Lu Wen quickly walked down the watchtower to wake up Cui He and the others.
Cui He and Du Yue all slept in the shelter below the watchtower.
Soon, the south tower of Selüburg became busy.
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At this time, in a bend ten miles away from the upper reaches of the Sailu River, a large wooden raft composed of more than a dozen wooden rafts was already floating on the surface of the rushing river.
Hundreds of Tibetan slaves were struggling to carry highland barley onto the rafts.
One of the slaves moved a little slowly, and Guimoto who was standing next to him swung his hand and whipped him.
"Hurry up, you little slave, haven't you eaten yet?" Gui Ben continued to scold while beating him. The slaves fell to the ground and wailed but still refused to give up.
Soon, the slave disappeared.
Gui Ben bent down and checked the slave's breathing. When he found that he was out of breath, he immediately kicked the servant down the Seru River.
The hundreds of slaves who were working next to them watched this scene blankly. Although one of their companions was beaten to death, there was no expression on the faces of these slaves.
Because the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God or the Ben Cult does not allow resistance.
According to the oracle of the God of Yala Xiangbo Mountain in Benjiao, how a person will live is predestined. Those who have accumulated great merits in the previous life will be chiefs or great sermons, and those who are inferior will be Guiben or lamas. The people created in the previous life Those who commit sins will be slaves. Only when they have suffered enough in this life and washed away the sins of their previous lives, can they become Guiben or a lama in the next life.
Therefore, the slave who was working even envied the slave who was dead.
Because when the slave dies, it means that the sins of the previous life have been washed away and freed.
After reincarnation, he can become a Guiben or a lama and enjoy happiness.
Therefore, even though there were only a dozen people in Guiben overseeing the work, none of the slaves dared to rise up to resist, and no one dared to steal highland barley, even though they were so hungry that their chests were touching their backs.
At this time, a Tibetan nobleman wearing fine scale armor walked over surrounded by a dozen guards.
Tubo Guiben, who had just beaten a slave to death with a whip, hurried up to meet him and said with a coy face: "Dongben, the two thousand stones of highland barley have been loaded onto the wooden rafts. Should we release them now?"
"Don't rush, wait, wait until the sky is completely dark before releasing." The Tubo noble raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said quietly, "I hope that this time the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God will protect our Sheep tribe again, and can A few less Guiben will enter reincarnation, otherwise our Sheep Tong tribe will be in trouble."
