General, Madam Called You To Farm

Wei Liulang asked: Could it be amnesia? To be honest, I have forgotten a lot of things!

Wei Ting asked, What did you forget?

Do I still call it forgetting if I remember?

Then how do you know you forgot?

I... brat! Shouldn't you be more focused at this time? Do you want to die!

Wei Liulang raised his left arm and blocked the opponent's long sword. If it was his own arm, it would have been broken seven or eight times.

The other party glanced at Wei Liulang's arm strangely, as if he was a little curious and interested.

Wei Liulang's scalp went numb: It's over, he wants to grab my arm!

Wei Ting made a decisive decision and took out the iron bell from Wei Liulang's arms.

The moment he saw Tie Ling, the other party paused.

Wei Ting took the opportunity and stunned him with a stick!

Xiaoqi! Wei Liulang was dissatisfied.

I can't die. Wei Ting threw the stick in his hand, and looked at the man who fell on the ground with a complicated expression, Sixth brother, as we said, no matter who comes back, and no matter what kind of elder brother becomes, he will still die. It's our brother.

I know. Wei Liulang said.

Xiu Nu is a dead man, and he knows Gui Bu, and it is very likely that Gui Bu is also a dead man.

For this, he has already made enough mental preparations.

As for which brother it is, for them, no one is easier to give up.

Let's inspect the goods... Cough. Wei Ting cleared his throat, squatted down and said, I mean, let's inspect the elder brother, verify that you are upright.

A drunk man was wandering the street drunkenly, clutching a flagon.

When passing by an alley, he took a casual glance, and saw two big men squatting on the ground and picking off another man's clothes.

He was terrified!

I rely on!

The world is going down!

Wei Ting turned his head and gave him a cold look. He shrank his neck and ran away in despair!

Huh? Where's his iron bell? Wei Liulang groped his waist for a long time without touching it.

Here. Wei Ting took it out of his arms.

After the two checked carefully, they were a little disappointed.

It is indeed similar to their iron bells, but... there is no lettering inside.

It's not my brother's iron bell.

The two didn't want to give up.

Look at your face again, Wei Liulang said.

Wei Ting touched his face and behind his ears: Except for the fake tattoos, there is no trace of disguise. This is his own face.

The two were silent.

After a long while, Wei Liulang said: I knew it didn't go so smoothly. We just got the clue from brother, and brother came to us... We are greedy.

Wei Ting did not speak.

It's not that they are greedy, it's that they want their brothers to live so much, it doesn't matter even if they become dead soldiers, even if they don't remember them, as long as they live... as long as they live!

Wei Ting's hands were tightly clenched into fists.

Wei Liulang couldn't help becoming pessimistic: Perhaps, Gui Bu is not his elder brother, he just has the same iron bell, this kind of iron bell...

Wei Ting said firmly: No, this kind of iron bell is specially made, and it can't be sold in the market in the capital, let alone the Western Jin Dynasty so far away. And the way Xiunu looked at me clearly showed that I was looking at others. Even if you fail this time, there will be next time, next time, and next time, if you fail a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times, you must never give up.”

If you want to find your brother, even if you exhaust your whole life.

Wei Liulang looked at Wei Ting, and suddenly realized that he was no longer the younger brother whom he always protected when he was a child. He has grown up, has the responsibility of the Wei family man, and has the same courage as his elder brother.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the stubbornness in his bones.

Then what do we do now? Wei Liulang asked.

Let's go first, Wei Ting said.

I'm afraid... I can't leave. Wei Liulang glanced behind Wei Ting.

Wei Ting turned around.

Mo Xie held the Ring Shou Dao and looked at them with a cold face.

Wei Ting said calmly: I will walk with you, and I will explain clearly to your Highness.

...

In the brightly lit attic, the empress of the Western Jin Dynasty and Wei Ting sat across the table.

...That's how it happened. After explaining the incident, Wei Ting put two iron bells on the table, one was pulled from the man's body, and the other belonged to Wei Liulang.

The only thing he didn't mention was Wei Liulang's identity, he only said that he was the guard at home.

The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty asked: So there are still people alive in your Wei family?

yes.

You suspect that he is a ghost, one of your elder brothers?

That's right.

The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty said indifferently: I'm afraid I will disappoint you. He is not a ghost. How much do you know about ghosts?

Wei Ting said truthfully, I don't really understand.

The princess of the Western Jin Dynasty said: Gui Fu is the most powerful dead warrior in the Western Jin Dynasty, and he is also the person most feared by all the dead.

Wei Ting heard a clue: Your Highness has seen him?

An unruly smile appeared in the eyes of the Western Jin emperor: I met him once, and I was a little interested in him, but unfortunately, he is not interested in being my face.

Wei Ting laughed dryly.

The princess of the Western Jin Dynasty returned to the main story: This kind of iron bell did come from Ghost Horror at first, and the rest of the dead soldiers are just imitating Ghost Horror.

Ghosts wear iron bells, and they also wear iron bells.

Ghosts don't let anyone touch the iron bell, so they also regard the iron bell as taboo.

Ghosts are their gods, and whatever the gods do is right.

Wei Ting: ...

Do dead soldiers like to follow suit? I can't fix him.

The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty took a deep look at Wei Ting: If what you meet today is a ghost, you will not survive to see me.

After a pause, she asked, Are you sure that Gui Ji is your brother?

Wei Ting said: The possibility is very high.

The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty raised her eyebrows: I think you'd better pray that he isn't.

Wei Ting was puzzled: Why?

The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty looked at Wei Ting and said: A dead man has no past. Everyone who becomes a dead man will forget the past, and he will not remember you.

Wei Ting didn't care: It doesn't matter if you don't remember.

The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty said indifferently: What if he came to kill you? Does it matter? A brother who kills you, do you want to?

Yes. Wei Ting replied without thinking.

The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty suddenly smiled softly: He is really an interesting person, but it's a pity that he is not alone.

Wei Ting said seriously: Can I take it as an alliance with His Highness today?

The imperial daughter of the Western Jin Dynasty smiled: It's not certain, your Da Zhou is indeed more interesting than Bei Yan, but in the end, you and He Lianye can only live together, can't you?

She stood up.

Mo Xie opened the door for her.

When she came to the door, she turned to Wei Ting and said, I only form alliances with winners.

In the quiet pavilion, the imperial daughter of the Western Jin Dynasty was leisurely drinking scented tea.

Mo Xie came up: Wei Ting has left the post house, I watched him walk away.

You can come out now. The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty said without raising her head.

A man in a black cloak quietly came out from behind the rockery, with a real tattoo on his face.

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