The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

In Baicheng, it was dusk, and candles were lit in every household, adding some warmth to this not-so-busy street. As soon as Grandma Xu from Guangfeng Shop lit the lanterns in front of the shop, two people came hurriedly.

A boy in an indigo bodyguard tugged at the sleeve of another handsome boy in a light blue orchid-patterned brocade jacket, and led him to a trot: "Master, look, this is the shop!"

"You two young masters, what do you want to buy?" Grandma Xu squinted her eyes and smiled cheerfully, "The chestnut cake just out of the oven is sweet and delicious, do you want to buy some?"

"Grandma." Mu Zhiming saluted and asked, "Do you still remember who bought sesame cakes from you this morning?"

"Oh, there are too many people who bought it, I can't remember all of it!" Grandma Xu waved her hands repeatedly.

"That...."

Mu Zhiming thought about his words, trying to find the claws from the slush,

"During the winter four years ago, did someone buy pastries from you every day?"

"Son, what happened four years ago is even longer. I am old and have a bad memory." Grandma Xu smiled kindly.

"Grandma, if you think about it again, it was the time when the first snow came four years ago." Mu Zhiming begged, "If you think about it carefully, maybe you can think of something?"

Grandma Xu thought hard for a moment, then shook her head helplessly, slightly apologetic: "Sorry, kid, I can't remember."

Mu Zhiming pursed his lips and sighed, his face full of frustration.

Wen Heyin patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Master...."

Suddenly, a thick and loud voice came from behind the two of them: "Two little kids, the walnut cakes from Granny Xu's house are the best. Buying that one will definitely pay you off!"

Mu Zhiming turned his head and saw a shaggy bearded man coming with a bundle of dry firewood on his back.

"Oh, you're here, Daniel." Grandma Xu said with a smile.

"Well, Granny Xu, I'll put this firewood back in your backyard." Da Niu said.

"Okay, okay." Grandma Xu nodded.

Daniu carried the firewood back to the backyard and put it away familiarly. When he came back and saw Mu Zhiming still standing in front of the shop, he couldn't help but said: "Little boy, buy walnut cakes, don't pick and choose walnuts. The crisps must be delicious, do you know the famous General Yubayashi, the coach of the Melting Flame Army? Even he thinks the walnut crisps are delicious! I used to come to Granny Xu to buy them every day!"

"What! What did you say?!" Mu Zhiming was suddenly excited and shouted, "When did he come to buy it?"

Daniu was taken aback by Mu Zhiming: "Oh boy, what's wrong with you, you worship the general? Let me think about it, if I remember correctly, it was about four years ago. General Gu came here every morning At that time, I had to deliver firewood to Granny Xu every morning, and I could see him every day. Sometimes when it was snowing heavily and it was windy and cold, Grandma Xu’s shop opened late, so he would stand at the door and wait, even if he was covered in tears from waiting. Xue, I have to buy a walnut cake, do you think this walnut cake is delicious!"

Mu Zhiming's chest heaved violently, he didn't say a word, blinked frequently, looked around in a dazed way, and didn't know where to fix his eyes, just like a person who is puzzled.

"Master, are you alright?" Wen Heyin had never seen Mu Zhiming's expression before, and was a little flustered.

"I...I'm fine..." Mu Zhiming waved his hands, he continued intermittently, "Buy some walnut cakes, let's go."

"Okay." Wen Heyin quickly followed his instructions.

The two of them led the horse to find a quiet place in the outskirts of the city. The light was lingering and the grass was covered with frost. Mu Zhiming opened the oiled paper bag and stuffed a piece of walnut cake into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing carefully, he muttered absently: " The taste is really the same...it is really bought from a dim sum shop...but why why...and in the previous life...the previous life also had it."

"Master, what's wrong with you? You've been like a demon from the very beginning." Wen Heyin said worriedly, "It's scary."

Mu Zhiming: "I only..."

Just what, he couldn't say, finally heaved a long sigh:

"I don't know."

"Okay." Wen Heyin clasped her hands together, "If you don't understand, come out and find out. After looking for it, you still don't understand. What do you think we are struggling with?"

Mu Zhiming was amused by Wen Heyin, and couldn't help laughing.

"Forget it, anyway, I won't be able to figure it out for a while." He looked up at the vast night sky. "It's too dark, so let's go back to the barracks."

The two rode on their horses, and the imperial horse galloped towards the Rongyan Army's barracks. Chan Guang paved the road, and Mu Zhiming was full of thoughts. He couldn't figure out why Gu Heyan's attitude towards him was so contradictory.

If he asked, would Gu Heyan tell him?

The answer must be no, just like Gu Heyan's avoidance of the scarlet jade pendant.

With the galloping horse beneath him and the whistling of the wind in his ears, Mu Zhiming gradually made up his mind: since he can't see through him now, then he will try his best to understand him. One day, he will understand why Gu Heyan treats him sometimes. Fierce as fire, sometimes as cold as frost.

"Master! Be careful!"

Wen Heyin's panicked voice suddenly sounded, pulling Mu Zhiming, who was wandering in his thoughts, back to his senses.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zhiming followed Wen Heyin's voice in confusion, but at the next moment, a ferocious beast rushed over in the darkness of the desert, biting the neck of the horse under Mu Zhiming. .

The smell of blood overflowed, the horse neighed, and fell to the ground, followed by Mu Zhiming, who fell heavily to the ground.

As the world was spinning, he heard the terrifying howling of wolves in his ears.