Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 151 151: Action (9) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

   But said another place.

  Yang Duwei looked at the group of lazy soldiers and was angry and annoyed.

  Because I was on fire in my heart, I couldn't help but hit harder, and I whipped the whip loudly, but what was louder than the sound of the whip was the scream of the little soldier. The shrill and ear-piercing yell made everyone's scalp numb, and they turned their heads and did not dare to look at the hapless ghost with a pale face, as if he had lost half his life, feeling somewhat sad.

   Half of the people here were brought out by Captain Yang.

  They also admire this boss who does not talk too much and concentrates on work. They also know that his temper will become irritable when encountering things, but they never expected to be so irritable. Why don't they want to leave? I really have no strength to move or push.

  Even the scout who suggested a detour felt a slight chill on his neck, and only then did he realize that he had made a bad idea.

  Choose a detour because I wanted to save time.

  Who would have thought that the mountain road would be so muddy...

  Soldiers' physical exertion rate is not so high.

In the end, Zhai Huan couldn't stand the farce, and took the initiative to appease Captain Yang, and the reason he gave was justified-if the soldiers exhausted their energy and encountered an enemy who came out of nowhere, they still had the ability to resist the enemy and protect themselves Do you have strength?

  Yang Duwei's face darkened instantly.

  Why doesn't he know what Zhai Huan is worried about?

  I thought that the detour would speed up the pace, but unexpectedly, I fell into an embarrassing situation where I couldn't get up or down. He wanted to turn back, but it would only waste more time. If you bite the bullet and continue walking, the soldiers will obviously not be able to last long.

   Really sad people!

"Not long after I came down to Xiaocheng, I heard the name of the captain more than once. Everyone said that you are well-trained, love soldiers like a son, and have admired you for a long time in private. I also know that the captain is impatient because he is dedicated to his duties. It would be difficult for anyone to come here. I can't do it more comprehensively than you. It's just that it's important to hurry, and the body of the soldiers is also important. We can't give the enemy an opportunity, and I ask Captain Yang to think twice."

  Zhai Huan is used to trying to figure out people's hearts. Seeing that Yang Duwei's eyes are not as firm as before, he strikes while the iron is hot and puts some high hats on him.

  Who wouldn't want to hear nice soft words?

  Yang Duwei's cheeks were stretched and he didn't open his mouth, but his face did turn cloudy and sunny, and his anger was a little less.

   "Yes, sir is right."

  He also knew in his heart that the mouths of scribes are deceitful ghosts. If one out of ten compliments is true, it is good to listen to some good words and not take them seriously. But Zhai Huan's words also gave him a step, and he waved his hand and ordered the whole army to rest for a quarter of an hour.

   All the soldiers, as if they had received an amnesty, found a place to sit in the shade, or drank water or ate dry food, and seized the time to replenish their strength.

   "It's bitter, I don't know how long this journey will take."

  He sat and beat his stone-hard calves.

   "Oh, who knows. You see, my top can wring two catties of water down." In order to cool off, I took off my top to reveal my shoulders.

   "Don't say a few words, how can you survive if the captain hears it?"

  As soon as these words came out, several nearby soldiers felt sorry for each other and chose to keep silent. The mouth is closed, but it is not known if there is a temper in the heart. Everyone drooped their heads, only one stretched his neck to look around.

   Needless to say, this person is Zhai Le.

   Zhai Huan gave him winks a few times but it didn't work.

  This cousin has always been aggressive.

   "What are you doing?"

  Zhai Le smiled and said: "Naturally, it depends on when the jujube and wine sellers will come. The wine bag and wine are all drunk. If I knew this, I would ask Brother Shen to play a few more jars. Why is it that I am tickled by the wine bug?"

  Zhai Huan's eyelids trembled violently.

   taught: "Your addiction to alcohol is getting bigger..."

   Developed towards Jiumengzi before being formally crowned.

   What to do in the future?

   "Hey, isn't that because getting drunk solves a thousand worries."

  Zhai Le didn't really want to drink, he just thought it would be interesting to bring the novel into reality, but the "Liangshan hero who sells jujube and wine" he had been thinking about didn't appear. A quarter of an hour passed, and the soldiers were unwilling and dare not lie on the ground.

  Yang Duwei likes to be vegetarian, but the whip in his hand is not vegetarian.

  However, the house leaked and it rained all night—

   Misfortunes never come singly.

  Everyone started on the road again, only a quarter of an hour later, the sky began to drizzle. As the rain intensified, this path became more and more difficult to walk. The long line was like a slowly crawling snail, and it took a long time to move for a while. Sweat mixed with rain made Duwei Yang's mood fall directly below the lower limit.

  The wheels ran over the puddle and splashed a large amount of yellow muddy water.

  Zhai Le wiped the rainwater hanging on his eyelids, and then said with emotion: "It's really hard, I'm afraid I'm going to be trapped here."

   It is rare for him to put himself in such a mess before the imaginary enemy comes out. Just as he was talking, a soldier pushing a cart not far away slipped his hands and didn't stand firmly on his feet. The wheels of the cart that hadn't climbed up the puddle followed the inertia and rolled down his feet.

   Rolled into the grass on the side of the road with people and cars.

  Yang Duwei heard the movement and came over to check the situation.

  Because the cart was tilted, the two large boxes on the cart also rolled down, the seals were already wet by the rain, and an ingot of silver rolled out. Yang Duwei's anger went straight to his brain in an instant, and without thinking about it, he dropped two or three whips, which made the soldier roll around with his head in his arms.

  Zhai Huan: "..."

  It’s one thing to guess, but it’s another thing to have a guess confirmed. This team of tax banks is actually real!

  Yang Duwei quickly ordered someone to clean up the mess.

   Zhai Huan and the two also acted as if they hadn't seen this scene.

  The team continued on the road, only slower than before.

  Suddenly, Zhai Le was shocked.

   "Brother, brother, there is a flute!"

  The rain curtain connects the sky and the earth, and the only thing left in my ears is the pattering sound of rain water beating everything. But at this time, I heard an unusual sound.

   Qingyuan is melodious, wandering and wandering.

  The sound of the flute is filled with endless liveliness and enthusiasm, and when you taste it carefully, it is like the legendary mountain ghost singing, which is unparalleled.

  Zhai Huan's hearing is not as good as his, so he didn't hear it at first.

  But as the source of the sound gradually approached, the shadow of a person came out of the rain curtain of the same color. Yang Duwei tensed his nerves, secretly worried that it was a thief. The subordinate officer held a knife and patted his horse forward. Only when he approached did he realize that it was an old man, a young man and an old cow.

  He came aggressively, frightening the old and the young.

  The melodious sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

   "Stop! Who are you waiting for?"

  The shepherd boy on the back of the cow shrinks his neck in fear.

  The old man is not much better, but he still has the courage to report back.

  It turned out that they were a pair of grandparents who depended on each other. The grandson was grazing cattle nearby during the day. The old man saw that the weather was strange and worried about the safety of the grandson, so he came here to give the grandson a coir raincoat and bamboo hat. The rain changed too fast, and the sky was getting dark, so we went home together.

There is nothing wrong with these words. The grandpa and grandson knew at a glance that they were the most ordinary ordinary people in the backcountry. Innocents lost their lives."

  The old man opened his mouth, unable to express his suffering.

   This request is truly offensive.

   This is the way their grandparents go home.

  How to "leave quickly"?

  Why come in the way?

   |ω`)

I really want to feel the beauty of typing on a mechanical keyboard. The crackling sound is really exciting, and it can also take care of venting emotions. I wait for Double Eleven to change to a pink and tender mechanical keyboard. Multi-branded keyboards, I chose the straightest male color matching...

   PS: Hee hee, by the way, let’s take a quiz without a prize, the identity of the old man and the shepherd boy.

  (end of this chapter)