The township where Feng Long'ao is located is called Houshan Township.
Han Qingyu's memory information from his parents was generally correct, but there were some deviations in the specific time.
The five or six years he has been talking about now are actually just the time Jiang Longchi stayed in the ruined temple as a monk.
To be more precise, the blue super ginger general came to Houshan Township a year, nearly two years earlier than this.
That was the time when the huge source energy fluctuation detected by Wei Lan appeared.
At that time, Han’s father and mother didn’t know each other. Naturally, it has nothing to do with Han Qingyu.
"By the way, you have been in that place for so many years and you haven't noticed anything strange. You should have given up long ago." In the office, Chen Buxu squinted at the gray monk's robe on the old man in front of him, and said helplessly and funny: "And I really can't understand why you wanted to be a monk at that time... and then you thought you were addicted."
"At that time, I had no money." Jiang Longchi drank the fine Longjing tea with Xu Niu, "Gu... I have to eat and live."
"No money? You?!" Chen Buxian said that this is impossible. You were already a general at that time. With such a high salary and subsidies, how could you have no money? !
"I couldn't find my bankbook at that time." Jiang Longchi put down his cup and complained sadly.
"..." So his forgetfulness turned out to have started from that time. Chen Buxu thought for a while and said, "Then you can call back."
"The communicator was broken while climbing the mountain, and the phone book was also lost...I forgot the phone number. I didn't dare to walk away, for fear that the energy fluctuation would reappear as soon as I walked away." Jiang Longchi said matter-of-factly: " Then I have to find a way to find something to eat."
The key point in this sentence is the word "idle rice".
With food and leisure, Jiang Longchi could travel over mountains and ridges every day to find the location of source energy fluctuations, and he could always keep an eye on the approximate range of that source energy fluctuation: the entire Houshan Township.
Therefore, he chose to shave his head and become a monk and live in a ruined temple. Self-title: Master Longchi.
Then he stayed in Houshan Township for six years, eating and drinking. During this period, he performed religious rituals, named him, chose a ghost house, and even consulted psychics, changed his name, and tested his characters. Whether it was the work of a monk, a Taoist priest, or a goddess, he did everything he could, and he became very familiar with the people in Houshan Township.
Therefore, as far as he is concerned, the child Han Qingyu and his name are just a very common fraud in six years, and they have long been forgotten.
It was rare to have a good chat in person. This time, Chen Buxian finally sorted out Jiang Longchi's old affairs in his mind, and then reluctantly accepted it, and said:
"Then you don't have to stay that long, right? Why, being a monk is so fun?"
"That's not it. It's all fun... In fact, when I stayed in the temple for the fourth year, I was already ready to give it up. But it happened to be that year that the source energy fluctuation appeared again, and this time the fluctuation was very big. Weak, but I feel it.”
When Jiang Longchi said that the energy fluctuations appeared for the second time, Han Qingyu was already over three years old. Because the peasant family had a busy life, he was often taken up the mountain and into the fields by his grandfather or parents, leaving him alone to play.
Even then, my grandfather was already able to catch non-venomous snakes, pull out their teeth and throw them to him as toys. As a descendant of the Han family, catching snakes must be like playing.
For the Han family, they didn't know what bullshit source could fluctuate or what its strength was. For them, it was just an ordinary day of taking their children to work in the mountains, and nothing happened.
In reality, something probably happened. It's just that the adults of the Han family don't know this, Han Qingyu, who is over 3 years old, doesn't know it, and Jiang Longchi naturally doesn't know it either.
As for Chen Buxu, he had read Han Qingyu's file more than once. But after all, he himself was not a witness to the incident, and it had already been a long time. Therefore, at the time of inspection, Army Commander Chen did not notice the special nature of Feng Long'ao.
"After that fluctuation, I stayed for two more years. There was no movement for two years before I left." Jiang Longchi said, suddenly cursed and said: "What the hell, six years, I had some leftovers to eat and saved some money.”
Therefore, in terms of time, it has actually been a long time since Jiang Longchi left Feng Long'ao.
After that, nothing happened in Feng Long'ao year after year.
And this former Admiral Azure Jiang walked freely in the world. He did not take off his monk's robes after he went out. No matter whether he was going to kill people or defraud... he was just running around the world like this.
Gradually, he became what the outside world calls "the old monk of the Azure Hua Department's Asian Front Army."
"Okay." Chen Buxu gave up asking, added water to Jiang Longchi's cup, checked there was still time, sat down and said, "I'll show you something."
As he spoke, he took out a document from the filing cabinet at the back.
"What?" Jiang Longchi looked through it and asked directly to save trouble.
"Records of special source energy fluctuations around the world... there are 7 of them, and one of them happened in the southwestern region of China." Chen Buxu said: "Are they all the same as what we have detected before? I don’t know about the next situation, but at least one thing is the same..."
"What?"
"It's just the same. Nothing was found later. The scientific research system once thought that this might prove that there is indeed source energy on our blue sky, but we went to investigate on the spot, and there was no result."
Hearing this, Jiang Longchi looked regretful and said, "Oh."
"So, please calm down and stop running around in these troubled times. I'm afraid you'll be even more forgetful and won't be able to find it back next time." Chen Buxian smiled, but his eyes were a little tired and said, "You can wait a moment Come with me to the conference and recognize the faces of young people. After the conference, I will introduce a few good young people to you to get to know them. If you have another chance, I will train them."
"It's useless. They recognize me, but I can't remember them." Jiang Longchi chuckled, looked at Chen Buxuan and said, "I'm afraid I won't even be able to remember you...old man."
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Is there any connection between the fact that General Wei Lan Jiang became a monk in Houshan Township and the special situation that happened to me?
Does the "Yanxu" that the little man Hongqian said to me have anything to do with this matter?
Han Qingyu thought about it, he couldn't help but think about it, because to say it was a coincidence, this coincidence was too big.
But to say that they actually knew that I was gifted a long time ago and deliberately arranged it this way... Then my life for more than ten years before was too ordinary, right?
By the way, when I was twelve or thirteen years old, I almost died twice, and I didn't see them come to help.
I just can’t figure this out. Forget it, let’s see if that old man can find me. Anyway, he will definitely know my information. I don't believe he could forget the name he chose.
"Eh, Han Qingyu?!" Not far away, a strange face held a blue internal newspaper in his hand and suddenly tilted his head and asked.
"Yes." Han Qingyu turned around and saluted, saying, "Sir... hello, Captain."
"Okay." The captain returned the salute, then smiled, and said as he approached, "No, you may become my commander someday."
He handed over the newspaper.
"Just arrived, take a look for yourself."
There is more than one kind of newspaper inside Weilan. The one Han Qingyu got now is one of the core publications, and its content is roughly divided into international and domestic parts.
The report that the captain pointed out to him was translated from the international version. The reporter’s signature is Ashley.
"This, you?!" Wen Jifei came up and took a look.
Han Qingyu nodded, "Yes."
"When did you learn to smoke? Did you stage it?"
"No, the Captain of Weijiang on Bai's side gave me one, so I lit it and bit it, letting it burn on its own."
Han Qingyu was a little lucky because the photo accompanying the news was not a frontal photo.
In the photo, it is night, the morning light has not yet appeared, and the moonlight is cool and white. He is sitting on a snowy slope at the top of Xilang Peak with a sword on his back, his head slightly lowered, and a cigarette that has been burned to two-thirds of the temperature is biting on his lips... The overall feeling is desolate. , a little tired in the grandeur.
It's from the side. Because of the light problem, the outline is clear, but the specific face is not very clear.
"That's good. The female reporter is okay, a little measured." Han Qingyu thought like this and read down the text.
Then he became stupid.
While he was stunned, Wen Jifei and Yang Qingbai, who were watching together, put their heads together and said "fuck" at the same time.
"Qingzi, what you said is so domineering!" Yang Qingbai sighed.
"No, when did you say such things?" Wen Jifei was confused.
Only Sister Xi looked at Qingzi in confusion. She was not far away at the time. Although she didn't hear clearly, she had a vague feeling that Qingzi didn't say that.
"These words are not what I said." Han Qingyu said helplessly as he looked at the typeface on the newspaper.
"Who said that? Can you make up the interview yourself?" Wen Jifei asked.
"Yin, Cai, Xin!" Han Qingyu gritted his teeth and said word by word, "What the hell... what kind of bad translation is this?!"
He himself remembers clearly the exact words he said at that time. When Ashelia asked him about his psychological activities on the night of the Flag War, he said that it was just because he was good at few things, so he focused on doing the thing of cutting with a knife.
Meaning: I am a martial artist who has no idea when encountering problems. I only know how to cut off with my sword and that's it. I have no mental activities or thoughts at all.
But what appears in the newspaper now may have been polished by translators and turned into what he said in an interview:
[Born in this era called defense, the only thing I can do is to always trust the blue sword in my hand. No matter how big the darkness and fear are, I can cut through them with the blade. 】
That's it. If you want to say it's completely made up, that's not right at all. It doesn't seem to be the case. But if you want to say it right, the emotion expressed in this paragraph is completely different from what Han Qingyu actually wanted to express.
"I'm just afraid of being picked up!"
But, it's too late.
Once a newspaper is distributed, there is more than one copy.
At the same time, a group of hundreds of young people from the scientific research system and discussion groups were walking into the square from outside and walking towards the venue.
The little girls gathered together in groups, reading newspapers and chattering.
"This is Han Qingyu... The qing? The king? Foreigners' names are really interesting."
"Yeah, but it's a pity that it only has a profile, so it's not clear yet."
"The profile is also pretty, and I think this photo is particularly touching. By the way, do you know that he will come to the conference this time? Can you see him?"
"He must come, don't you look at what he has done in the past six months."
"Then how many pieces of Azure Guardian will he have to take this time? Will there be Starry Azure in it? How about we make a bet?"
"Xingyao Azure doesn't review it so quickly. If you want to bet, it's better to bet on what military rank he will be directly promoted to this time."
"..."
Sure enough, soldiers are more handsome on the battlefield... But I remember that he doesn't seem to smoke. Have you learned it now? Amidst the discussion, one of the girls looked down at the newspaper and thought.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion ahead. Listening to the discussion, it seemed that a girl had discovered Han Qingyu and was confirming it.
"Where is it? Where is it?" The girl was anxious and quickly turned around to look. At the same time, she thought: It's impossible. If he was really there in this kind of scene, he would definitely run away, ha.
Over there, an arm was raised.
"Qiaoqiao." Han Qingyu waved and shouted with a smile: "Here."
"..." So, he is calling me? ! All the eyes of the surrounding people fell on him, and Xin Yaoqiao was a little stunned: Among so many people, did you see me at a glance? And said hello so warmly.
This is not like his style at all.
