There's a ghost ahead, I'm afraid

The stone statue moved to the nearby wall: this stone statue appeared here, and it was built so majesticly, I am afraid that he is the owner of the general's tomb.

But... the general's tomb, since it is the tomb of a great general Liu Xuanying, how can the owner of the tomb... be so quiet and elegant?At least in Lin Huaijun's consciousness and dreams, Liu Xuanying should be a masculine and passionate man no matter what!

— Unless either the cemetery is his, but the stone statue is not his.Either the cemetery or the stone statues are not his!

As soon as he had this idea in his mind, before he could move his steps or sight to the wall, or see what was on the wall, Lin Huaijun slammed the sword that was ready to strike back, A metallic sound immediately resounded in the empty tomb!

Something is attacking!

After blocking the blow, the thing that attacked him didn't make a move again, because the bell outside the tomb suddenly rang loudly! —— Lin Huaijun was startled, he didn't care about the stone statue in the room, and hurried out with his sword!

I don't know when the torches on both sides of the tomb outside were lit, and I don't know who lit them. The "crackling" flames illuminated the entire tomb passage as if it were daytime, making it impossible for anything to hide.

It was obvious that Lin Huaijun came out in a hurry when he heard the bell ringing outside. He never thought that he would come out in a hurry, and there was no one outside except the raging flames.

The ringing of the bell just now was by no means an auditory hallucination, so the only possibility is that Xie Lin took the thing that attacked him to the other side to duel.

Vigilantly inspecting the surrounding area, Lin Huaijun went back to the tomb to inquire about the identity of the stone statue man and who was buried in the "general's tomb" if he found nothing.

Back indoors, the stone statue in front still maintained the same movement without abnormality.

After glancing at him, Lin Huaijun turned his gaze to the wall.

Just like before, God just didn't seem to give him a chance to watch quietly.No, I cast my gaze over it, before anyone walked over, and before I could read any of the writing on the wall, there was another earth-shattering noise outside!

As if they were afraid that he would not come out, the people outside shot so hard that the whole tomb room trembled.

Although the tomb was well built, it could not withstand such a toss.

With this tremor, countless sand and stones scattered from the ceiling.Lin Huaijun's body also swayed left and right!After quickly moving to the wall to support the wall and barely standing still, when I turned around, I saw the stone statue behind was also shaking. I thought for a while, lest the stone statue is too old to withstand the toss and collapse!

The stone statue shook violently, every time it shook, Lin Huaijun felt guilty.

Seeing that his shaking was getting bigger and bigger, Lin Huaijun simply gritted his teeth and no longer ignored the swaying tomb, he staggered to the bottom of the stone statue, trying to fix him with spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, his luck today was really bad. He swayed left and right and ran under the stone statue before raising his head, when he suddenly stepped on a small stone that fell from above, and fell hard on his back!

The moment the back of his head made contact with the ground, Lin Huaijun felt that his head was blank...

Looking at the swaying stone statue above, Lin Huaijun lay on the ground feeling the pain in the back of his head, feeling like crying.

He couldn't cry himself, but the pain in the back stimulated the lacrimal glands fiercely, and it actually made him express some uncontrollable tears.

Lying on his back with tears in his eyes, his vision was blurred by tears, a strange thought suddenly flashed in Lin Huaijun's mind - it felt like he was peeling an onion, crying while peeling.

This picture is so strong that he even had hallucinations: Why is the stone statue on his head crying too...

……

After staring blankly for a while, he finally couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes. After wiping the tears, he rubbed again, then put down his hand and opened his eyes again.

The tomb was still shaking, and crystal tears still flowed from the eyes of the stone statue above, across the face, across the chin...and finally dripping slowly.

One drop after another, gushed out from the eyes of the stone statue, and fell from the jaw of the stone statue.

Seeing such a miraculous scene, Lin Huaijun's heart twitched, his eyes widened and he was stunned!

Startled, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes again, almost unable to believe his eyes.

After rubbing and watching, watching and rubbing, Lin Huaijun came down several times and found that this tall stone statue was really crying!

The tomb was built extremely well, and there was absolutely no water leakage.If you think about it differently, even if it is really a water leak, how can there be water not dripping on the head and face of the stone statue, but gushing out of the eyes?

Waiting for the pain on his head to ease, Lin Huaijun quickly jumped up from the ground, picked up Shang Weijian who had just fallen to the side, and took a few steps back in an instant!

This stone statue is too weird, really... wait!Could this be just a mechanism to scare tomb robbers?

After all, tomb robbers are just ordinary people, and it is very bold to go into the cemetery to rob the tomb.If they were made to cry when they saw the stone statue, wouldn't they be so frightened that they collapsed on the spot, and they didn't want to steal the things inside?

As soon as this idea came to mind, the more Lin Huaijun thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.Unexpectedly, he waited for his heart to calm down slightly, and the blood all over his body immediately rushed to the top of his head when he raised his head!

I saw the eyes of the stone statue, which were obviously lifeless just now, although they still looked the same at this moment, but it was obvious that he was staring at Lin Huaijun!

Not only staring, but also an abnormal excitement appeared in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for Lin Huaijun here for a long time!

The author has something to say: the word count of these two chapters will be a little less, and the word count will return to normal tomorrow~

☆, Xingfei Dream Broken ([-])

The stone statue looked at him, and he looked at the stone statue.

When the two looked at each other, Lin Huaijun suddenly felt a little dizzy, and his slowly retreating steps also faintly staggered.

It wasn't until his back suddenly hit the wall that he realized that the direction of his retreat was no longer outside the tomb.The dizziness became more and more severe, Lin Huaijun could no longer concentrate all his energy on the stone statue in front of him, he could only lean against the wall weakly, holding his head with one hand and holding the sword in the other, and lowered his head deeply.

The subconscious mind of the cultivator told him that this was very dangerous, and his intuition told him that the sight of the stone statue falling on him not only did not decrease, but became more and more intense.Lin Huaijun was well aware of the consequences, but the sudden dizziness almost made him lose his strength, and he no longer wanted to fight.

Although his cultivation is not top-notch in the realm of comprehension, he is definitely far ahead of countless others.

But at this time, facing this rather strange stone statue, he also felt a deep powerlessness.

There is really no need to explain who did this dizziness. Leaning against the cold wall, feeling the shaking of the tomb and the sound of fighting outside, Lin Huaijun thought: Xie Lin must escape here smoothly, and don’t have an accident here... …

Thinking of this bright red shadow, and his soft voice calling himself "Daoist".Suddenly, Lin Huaijun's body surged with strength, and he immediately clenched the sword in his hand, and raised his head sharply with eyebrows frowned!

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at the sword that was ready to go, it suddenly fell from the loosened hand and fell heavily to the ground...

The stone statue is still the same stone statue, still crying, looking at him in obscurity.

If the only difference, the one that moved Lin Huaijun's face, was the boy looming from the stone statue... with pitch-black hair, a quiet face, and snow-white clothes...

The tears in the stone statue's eyes, rather than the stone statue crying, might as well say that the stone statue's tears are all sparsely gushing from his eyes...

He and Lin Huaijun looked at each other for a while, then suddenly broke out from the stone statue and slammed into Lin Huaijun's body!

Lin Huaijun was taken aback by his impact, and the next moment his drowsy head seemed to be about to explode. The pain caused him to kneel down on the ground, breaking out in cold sweat, and the flames in his hands were suddenly extinguished.

Closing your eyes, there was darkness in front of your eyes first, and then many fragments flashed in fragments.There are white apricot blossoms that rain down from the sky, there are house doors that cannot be opened to lock thousands of people outside the house, there are thousands of volumes of military books under the candlelight in the middle of the night, and there are victorious battles in which the city gates are broken and soldiers enter the city... And, apricot blossoms Withering, the regret of the scroll falling to the ground.

These pictures passed before Lin Huaijun's eyes like flipping through an album, and finally all of them condensed into a memory that emerged in his mind.

In a dimly lit room, a child in white clothes about three or four years old was lying on the locked door, desperately looking out through the finger-wide crack.

It was spring at this time, and the spring scenery outside the house was excellent, and the trees were full of white apricots crowded with branches and clusters.

From time to time, the wind blows slowly, and the white apricots are scattered all over the sky like scattered stars.

The toddler lying on the door is very eager to catch the falling flowers under the almond tree and touch their soft white petals.

White is the purest color, not as oppressive and majestic as black, not as gorgeous as red.

It can be matched with any color in the thousands of worlds, it can be pure and naive, and it can also reject people thousands of miles away.

"Xiaofu! Xiaofu!" Suddenly, two low-pitched boy's voices sounded from all around. The clear eyes of the child lying on the door suddenly lit up, and he squeezed against the door even more desperately: "Brother! I'm here!"

There was a sound of footsteps jumping from a high place outside the door, and then a boy in black with a white face appeared through the crack of the door.He was three or four years older than the children in the room, with good-looking eyebrows raised high, a pair of dark and bright eyes, very lively and domineering.

The child in the room was lying on the door, and he also leaned against the door, raised his index finger to his lips, and said in a low voice: "Shh! The people nearby haven't gone far, I sneaked here while grandpa was on his lunch break Yes." As he spoke, he forcefully opened the door locked by the big lock, and stuffed a few things wrapped in yellow oil paper inside: "Hold it, this is the snack that grandpa brought back from the palace. Call... Uh...I forgot the name...but the taste is really good! I was in a good mood after practicing this morning, so I gave it all to me. I tasted it and thought it tasted good, so I sent it to you Already!"

The children in the room took the snacks he stuffed in, and while listening to him, put the snacks under their noses and smelled them.

After smelling it for a while, he carefully opened a packet of snacks, picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

The boy in black kept opening the door to watch his movements. Seeing that he stuffed several pieces into his mouth, he couldn't help but raised his head proudly and said, "How is it? Isn't it delicious!"

The child in the room stuffed the snack into his mouth, nodded fiercely and said inarticulately: "Thank you, brother!"

"Hey hey! Eat slowly, be careful not to choke!" The boy saw him wolfing down through the crack of the door, and there seemed to be a flash of water in his extremely bright eyes.

As if thinking of something, he suddenly clenched his fists and said angrily, "Tell me! Didn't these dead slaves bring you food again?"

The child in the room was stunned by the swallowing movement, and did not dare to speak.He didn't speak, the boy's small fists tightened a bit, and his immature face was full of anger: "What are these people? You can't practice martial arts. Grandpa doesn't like you. But these people, What are they? Are they worthy of ruining the master of the house?"

In the end, he kicked the locked door as if venting his anger: "Xiao Fu! Do you believe that my brother will become a great general in the future, a general who is even more powerful than grandpa?"

The child who was silent in the room for a long time said loudly: "I believe! I believe that my brother will become a very powerful person!"

Hearing this voice that was much more immature than his own, the boy gritted his teeth and said, "When I grow up, I will become an invincible general, become a prince and king, and become the biggest reliance of our Liang country. You come out! After all, if I have such achievements, and my official position in the court surpasses that of Grandpa, he will be unable to stop me if I let you go!"

Hearing that he will definitely save himself in the future, the children in the room raised their heads expectantly and said, "Then brother, you must become the most powerful general in the world!"

The boy raised his head proudly, and said in a loud voice: "Of course! Let me ask, I, Liu Xuanying, have never failed! When I rescue you, we will ride horses to the territory I have laid down together, travel around the mountains and rivers and eat all the best foods s things!"

The children in the room were very moved: "Brother, you are really the best person in the world!"

The boy laughed loudly after hearing this: "That's right! When my parents were still there, they said to me, 'Xuanying, you are an older brother. As an older brother, you must protect your younger brother'. I thought, isn't it? I am As an older brother, naturally he must protect his younger brother."

The images in his mind were shown here intermittently, and the pain in Lin Huaijun's head eased slightly.

Sitting cross-legged on the spot with his eyes closed, he suddenly understood a lot in his heart.

The boy attached to the stone statue didn't want to harm him, but wanted to tell him his memories by entering his body.

Perhaps, the dream he had on the first day when he first arrived in this village was caused by this young man.

He wants to tell himself something, wants to help him himself.

The sound of fighting outside the tomb subsided for a while, and gradually a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence in the tomb.The people who came in seemed to be in a hurry, and Lin Huaijun could feel a ball of light slowly approaching him with his eyes closed.

"Taoist!" An extremely familiar cry, and then a person suddenly crouched beside him.Lin Huaijun opened his eyes, and saw a bewitching face in the faint firelight, looking worried.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." After a pause, looking into his extremely dark eyes, Lin Huaijun said again: "What about you?"

Xie Lin squatted beside him: "I'm fine. Daoist, in your body..."

Lin Huaijun reached out and patted him, signaling him not to worry.As expected, Xie Lin listened to him very much, stopped what he hadn't finished speaking, and waited quietly for his explanation.

Lin Huaijun explained: "I think he may be the real tomb owner of the 'General's Tomb'. Now he is temporarily attached to my body to tell me some of his memories."

Schelling seemed very patient: "What is he trying to tell you?"

Lin Huaijun said: "Now I have only read a piece of his memory, and I haven't seen everything he wants to say clearly, but if I guess right, I think he is Jun Fu, and Ji Chen... I am afraid that he was the one who swept the world back then. Your great general, Liu Xuanying."

After hearing what he said, Xie Lin didn't show much surprise.

Lin Huaijun looked at him for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you surprised, did you guess it a long time ago?"

Xie Lin smiled: "It's not considered a guess, but I had such a guess at the time. After all, Taoist priest, look at Ji Chen's appearance, and think about the stone tablet we saw near the altar tonight words on it."

Lin Huaijun thought for a while: "Word? What word?"

Xie Lin said: "A 'Liu'. Let's not say who is buried in the general's tomb, but this 'Liu' does not necessarily refer to Liu Xuanying, it may also refer to his younger brother. After all, the elder brothers are all surnamed Liu. What's your brother's last name?"

Listening to his explanation quietly, Lin Huaijun seemed a little silent.

That's right, the older brother's surname is Liu, what else can the younger brother's last name be!

Lin Huaijun just thought that Liu Xuanying called his younger brother Junfu in the dream, so he really ignored Junfu's surname. It was silly and naive to think that Junfu was Junfu, and those with the word "Liu" were all referring to Liu Xuanying.

……

To be honest, when Xie Lin didn't point out this problem, Lin Huaijun felt that everything was normal.

But after he pointed it out, Lin Huaijun suddenly felt that he was ashamed to face others.

He has always been a very upright person, upright until he thinks in his heart, he will do what his body does.

Now he thought in his heart, "I don't have the face to see people", and the hands on his lap responded immediately - covering his face with his hands.

Xie Lin stared at it for a moment, hesitant to speak.

Lin Huaijun sat cross-legged on the ground, silently covered his face for a while, then raised his face slightly: "But when I first saw him, why did he admit that Liu Xuanying was buried in the tomb?"

Xie Lindao: "The Daoist once said that Liu Xuanying and Jun Fu have a very good relationship. His dearest brother died. For him, this does not mean that his last thoughts also entered the grave with him. .”

☆, Xingfei Dream Broken ([-])

After talking casually with Xie Lin again, Lin Huaijun put the hand he had just used to cover his face back on his lap, and closed his eyes to experience Liu Junfu's memory.

Xie Lin followed him and sat beside him, guarding his surroundings.

The memory this time is still the same dark room as before.

If it is different, it means that the white-clothed child who was only three or four years old now looks like six or seven years old.

At night, the room was very dark and cold, with no light at all, and only the outlines of large objects could be vaguely recognized in the room.

Liu Junfu sat by the crack of the door with his knees hugged, his quiet white clothes looked a little bleak in the endless darkness.

He seemed to be quietly waiting for something, his indifferent and haughty eyes were looking straight out of the crack of the door.

He waited for a long, long time, until the moon was faintly shifted, and there was a sound of footsteps outside.The voice was heavy and hesitant, accompanied by the sound of armor rubbing against each other, making it impossible to relax no matter what.

The moonlight seeping through the crack of the door was blocked by someone, and Liu Junfu's original indifferent and arrogant expression suddenly changed, and he finally dropped the expression that was different from his own age, and returned to the appearance of a normal child.Glancing outside, his clear eyes sparkled, and he quickly got up from the ground and shouted outside: "Brother!"

At this time, the boy in black has the appearance of a ten-year-old boy. He has lost the childishness and carelessness of the past, and has become decisive. He has vaguely clarified his ambitions and ideals in this life.He has a handsome face, his eyebrows are high and high, he is frivolous enough, but also strong enough.

Although the face in his mind is still relatively young, he can already be recognized based on his facial features, he is Jichen.

Although, it bears no resemblance to the present...

Looking at his appearance in the past and thinking about him now, Lin Huaijun felt a little sad in his heart, and couldn't help bending his hands on his knees slightly.

Xie Lin seemed to be looking at him all the time, and found that he frowned and curled his hands, so he reached out to gently stroke his eyebrows, and took his hand.

Feeling his comfort, Lin Huaijun said thank you in his heart, and he really felt much better.

Ten-year-old Jichen, that is, Liu Xuanying, was wearing recruit armor, holding a dark bundle in her arms.He lowered his head slightly, looking a little sad.

Liu Junfu felt his sadness, and said behind the door: "Brother, it's always been your dream to join the army and fight? You're going to go to war tomorrow, why are you unhappy?"

Liu Xuanying took a step forward, looked up at him through the crack of the door, and lowered her head sadly: "I'm leaving, what do you do?"

Liu Junfu laughed behind the door, and answered him in a childish voice: "Grandpa just doesn't like me, but I'm still his grandson no matter what, he won't make things difficult for me."

Liu Xuanying let out a "tch", and kicked the door with her toes, "He won't do anything to you, but because he doesn't like you, the servants in the house will definitely treat you badly."

Liu Junfu is obviously only a six or seven-year-old boy, but he knows a lot more than ordinary people: "Brother, you went out with the army, not stationed at the border. When you come back from the victory, you can come to see me again." ?"

Liu Xuanying paused when she kicked the door, and muttered, "It's going to be more than a year... In a year, I don't know how much you will suffer."

Liu Junfu said: "With my brother's words, no matter how much I suffer, I will not be afraid anymore."

Outside the house, Liu Xuanying choked for a moment, clenched her fists and turned away her face, muttering, "What an idiot."

Liu Junfu didn't hear clearly through the door: "What did you say?"

"No." Liu Xuanying raised her voice: "I just said that winter is coming soon, you should pay attention."

"Understood." After finishing his sentence, Liu Junfu smiled slightly: "Brother looks really good in this armor."

Knowing that he deliberately changed the topic, Liu Xuanying still turned around in front of him, asking him to read it back and forth, and then said: "This time, grandpa asked me to be a small soldier in the army, and said that it is because of this If you gain military merits, you will gain more morale than those who rely on family status. You said that I look good in this dress, but when I become a general, won’t I bewilder you?”

Listening to his words, Liu Junfu said: "No matter what you wear, brother, you look the best."

In the end, there was some sadness in his eyes: "If I, too, can be like my brother, born a genius in martial arts, grandpa won't dislike me and feel that I have disgraced our family."

Liu Xuanying snorted coldly, and knocked on the door to remind him to look at herself: "Who said you have lost face to our family? 360, you can be the number one! Maybe you can't practice martial arts, but you are a genius in other places? When I come back with the army this time, I will be appointed as an official to see who dares to say that! At that time, let alone grandpa, even you yourself will not be able to say such a thing!"

What I said is already very short-sighted.

Even though Liu Junfu is still young, he can still feel his protection of himself.

As a child, when I hear compliments from others, especially from people I care about, I can't help but jump up in my heart: "Brother really thinks so?"

Liu Xuanying said it as a matter of course: "My brother, when has he been worse than others?" At the end of the sentence, he untied the burden in his arms and stuffed the books inside into the room one by one: "Hey, this is your last few days. I stole some of the military books I found in the daycare from the study."

Liu Junfu hurried to pick up the book he stuffed in, and said while picking up the book: "Then Grandpa..."

Liu Xuanying interrupted him: "Don't worry, when you finish reading them all, someone will come to you to take them back and bring you a new book."

"Is there someone?" Liu Junfu was a little stunned, he was always disliked, except for his brother Liu Xuanying, no one was willing to take the initiative to approach him.So when he heard that someone wanted to help him like this, he was a little surprised: "Who will, who will help me?"

Liu Xuanying said: "You have seen this man before. He is the boy who used to practice martial arts with me. He is older than you, very clever, and has a good heart. When I am not around, he will take care of you, and I will also take care of you." You can rest assured."

Liu Junfu had no doubts anymore, and nodded obediently: "I've never been outside, but a place like the battlefield doesn't sound like a good place at first glance...Brother, you must be careful when you leave home this time."

Liu Xuanying chuckled outside, as if she really wanted to rub his head: "Don't worry, your brother is in danger!"

Liu Junfu glanced at him through the crack of the door, pouted childishly: "Let's pull the hook!"

Liu Xuanying blinked, and said with an unbelievable smile: "Lagou?"

A slender white little finger had been poked out from the gap in the door, and after silently watching for a while, he also stretched out his little finger: "Okay, just pull the hook. If we pull the hook, I promise you that you will come back safely, and you have to promise too." I'm healthy."

The little finger in the crack of the door moved, and Liu Junfu said, "Okay, I promise you."

In the end, the two snow-white little fingers hooked together, and an agreement was reached.

Recalling here, it has come to an end.

Lin Huaijun opened his eyes, sat quietly for a few breaths, and the person next to him asked softly, "How is it?"

Lin Huaijun replied truthfully: "Jichen is a good brother, and their grandfather is really not human."

Xie Lin smiled, and the cinnabar at the corners of his eyes was somewhat seductive against the firelight: "How do you say it?"

Lin Huaijun said: "As a grandfather, because of Liu Junfu's poor martial arts qualifications, he regarded Liu Junfu as a disgraced family, and he was locked in the house since childhood and was not allowed to come out."

Xie Lin nodded slightly: "It is true that he is not human, so why is Jichen such a good brother?"

Lin Huaijun said: "No matter how powerful the people in the family are, he still did his duty as an older brother and tried his best to protect his younger brother."

Xie Lin changed the question: "Does the Taoist priest feel that Ji Chen has changed if he compares him in the past with the present?"

This time Lin Huaijun did not answer immediately.

He was silent for a long time, and after a while, he finally spoke: "There are changes, there are big changes."

Schelling didn't answer, ready to listen.Lin Huaijun said to him: "In the past, Ji Chen was Liu Xuanying, masculine and domineering, with his own ambitions and ideals, close family members, countless brothers, and people who wanted to protect him. At that time, he, whether it was temperament or There is a huge gap between life and now. But now he is indifferent to fame and fortune, indifferent and lonely."

In the past, he was lively and bright, his eyebrows were always raised high, and he was full of confidence, like a general who should lead the army and protect his family.

Now he is serious, his brows have lost the enthusiasm and frivolity of the past, and turned into a dead silence.

In the past, his name was Liu Xuanying, and he was the most powerful general in the world.

Now his name is Jichen, and he is a low-key and reticent casual cultivator in the cultivation world.

different?It is indeed different.

These changes in him made Lin Huaijun sigh with emotion at the vicissitudes of the world, and also felt sorry for him deeply.

I feel sorry for him from such a frivolous general who loves to laugh, to a silent and cold person.

This process must be heartbreaking.

It must have carried countless pains, and when I think about it in the middle of the night, I feel sore.

After a moment of silence, Lin Huaijun said: "I think he changed the three words 'Liu Xuanying' to 'Ji Chen', maybe there is another deep meaning."

Xie Lin sat beside him, his beautiful eyes without blinking: "What does the Taoist think the deep meaning of this name is?"

Lin Huaijun said: "I guess, his word 'Ji' means silence. The word 'Chen' refers to the mortal world. He once suffered a lot in the mortal world, so this name can also express his current state." , what's on your mind."

Jichen refers to the eternally silent mortal, that is to say, there will never be any waves in his heart caused by anything in the mortal.

Xie Lin sighed lightly: "Have the Taoist priest read all Liu Junfu's memories?"

Lin Huaijun shook his head: "Not yet. But now I have another question—since Liu Xuanying and Liu Junfu are not the sneaky ghosts making trouble here, then who is this sneaky ghost?"

Xie Lin smiled, not agreeing with his thoughts: "I don't think so."

Lin Huaijun was taken aback: "Why?"

Xie Lin said: "If it really has nothing to do with the two of them, then who is this sneaky person? Besides, why did Liu Junfu, who has been dead for so many years, come to you so coincidentally and let you see his memory?"

When he said this, Lin Huaijun also felt doubts in his heart, lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, and said: "Maybe, he wants to see Jichen through me."

Xie Lin was still smiling: "Ji Chen is here. If he wants to see him, he might have come out when Ji Chen first came. But he didn't. Has the Taoist priest thought about this problem?"

——When Ji Chen first came to Bodhi Village, he did come here.

Liu Junfu is his younger brother, if he wanted to see him, why didn't he come out to recognize him at that time?

Lin Huaijun was thinking here, and Xie Lin continued on the other side: "The reason why he didn't come out, I think is very simple."

Lin Huaijun looked through his eyes: "Simple?"

Xie Lin nodded: "Isn't it very simple? Could it be that the Taoist priest forgot that on the stone tablet we saw on the altar just now, there was a 'willow' engraved on it. This word refers to a surname. Liu, and those related to this matter, one is Liu Xuanying, and the other is Liu Junfu."

"I don't know what kind of adventure Liu Xuanying had. She became a person in the realm of comprehension. She changed her name and changed her surname to become the current Jichen. It is absolutely impossible for him to cause trouble. Then the other surnamed Liu, isn't there only his younger brother, Liu Junfu?" ?”

Lin Huaijun stayed there for a long time, unable to react for a long time, and pointed to the outside of the tomb: "But him, but he..." After hesitating for a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered a very important question: "Just follow us, and you What is the fight?"

Xie Lin frowned, a little relieved and a little funny: "Did the Taoist finally remember to ask me?"

Lin Huaijun opened his eyes and nodded dully.

With a flame burning in his hand, Schelling sat a little closer to him.The two were close to each other, without any gaps. At this moment, Xie Lin seemed to be satisfied: "I will answer this question later. But I think the Taoist leader seems to be a little confused, so I will clear your mind for you first."

"Let's start from the beginning. Jichen is Liu Xuanying, Liu Junfu is still Liu Junfu. They are brothers, the elder brother is still alive, and the younger brother is dead." Lin Huaijun nodded, indicating that there is no problem. Xie Lin nodded and continued: "Now I am puzzled. One point is that Liu Junfu and his brother have a very good relationship. They have been separated for so long. Why did he not come out to see his brother when they finally reunited. The second point is also the most important question. Who is that ghost in white who is making trouble now?"

As he spoke, Lin Huaijun continued to nod.

Seeing him nodding, Xie Lin smiled: "Let's put aside other questions, why does he want to show you his memory? I don't want to think about it for the time being. I just ask a long question. You know what's wrong with a good general. ?"

Lin Huaijun frowned: Good generals, what are the common problems...

Xie Lin didn't speak, and let him think quietly.

After a while, Lin Huaijun suddenly loosened his eyebrows and looked at him: "Integrity!"

A good general has only one common problem, and that is integrity!

The better the general, the more obvious this problem is!

Jichen is Liu Junfu's older brother, so it stands to reason that the person Liu Junfu most wants to see is him.But why he didn't come out, the reason is really too simple: his brother is a great general, and he can't tolerate the slightest bit of sand in his eyes.

The reason why he didn't dare to come out to see him must be because he did something bad!

And the only bad thing here that makes Ji Chen frown in disgust, isn't it the white-clothed ghost?

Going through these things in his mind, Lin Huaijun gave Xie Lin a thumbs up sincerely: "It's amazing."

Xie Lin didn't shirk, and accepted his praise very frankly: "I'm here to answer another question from the Taoist priest. The one who followed us and fought with me just now is Liu Junfu."

Lin Huaijun thought he would say something else, but he didn't expect to say these three words.

But, since the one outside is Liu Junfu, then the one in his body...

Seeing his thoughts, Xie Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "It's also Liu Junfu."

"..."

The surrounding area became much quieter, Lin Huaijun opened his mouth: "The two Liu Junfu..."

Xie Lin squeezed towards him again: "If you count his corpse, there are three Liu Junfu in this tomb."

"..." Lin Huaijun calmed down expressionlessly: "What's going on?"

Xie Lin finally shook his head: "I can't tell. If you want to clarify this question, you have to ask this in your body."

☆, Xingfei Dream Broken ([-])

Continue to look at Liu Junfu's memory, this time it's still the locked room.

Under the lamp, with a touch of quiet snow, he sat quietly at the table and flipped through the military book in his hand.

The person under the lamp in front of the table has become a ten-year-old boy, the brows have lost the jerkyness of the past, and gradually have the style of governing the world to stabilize the country and win a thousand miles.

It's just that he is too indifferent and too mature, which makes people unable to tell the good and bad.

A sudden knock on the door broke the silence of the night.

One said softly: "Young master, I brought the books and candles you asked for."

Liu Junfu closed the book, looked back lightly: "Thank you."

The person who came was also a young boy who was not very old: "What is this about? By the way, what other requirements do you have, Master?"

Liu Junfu got up and went to the door to get the book he stuffed in: "No more, thank you."

The young man smiled honestly, scratched his head, and said frankly: "Speaking of which, I have never seen anyone with better qualifications than the young master, who actually read the thousand volumes of military books in just four years, and even memorized them fluently and used them freely. "

In the end, he seemed to sigh: "It's a pity that the old general...has not discovered the talent of the young master. If you were allowed to take classes with the young master since you were young, I am afraid that your talent in strategy and military is no worse than him. "

Hearing Liu Xuanying mentioned by him, Liu Junfu's pale eyes became colorful: "Is what you said true?"

The young man said without hesitation, "Of course! When Eldest Young Master was in class, all the princes and nobles were not as good as him! I thought he was already very powerful, but I didn't expect that your military talent, Young Master, is so great.