In May of the ninth year of Wude, the Tang Dynasty experienced a series of wars, and the people withered, and there were only 2 million registered households in the big country. Emperor Li Yuan ordered to stop the sword soldiers and recuperate with the people.

But this makes Wei Chigong's killing uncomfortable! As a fierce general who has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, ordinary days make him crazy!

He couldn't bear it anymore, and he "seduced" Li Shimin, the king of Qin, many times, before he succeeded in accompanying the king of Qin to Qinling to hunt.

The mighty brigade of hundreds of people did whatever they wanted in the Qinling Mountains, and hunted a whole cart of pheasants and hares.

Wei Chigong pulled his bow like the moon, and with one arrow shot the head of a pheasant hiding in the grass, and his own soldiers immediately ran over to pick up the "trophies".

Wei Chigong looked at King Qin sitting beside him, and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness King Qin, on this hunting day, you don't shoot birds and beasts to your heart's content, why are you thinking about things at this moment." ”

King Qin smiled bitterly and said: "Wang Hui sent a secret letter to inform the prince that he planned to kill me, and the two of us have been fighting for all these years, and the brotherhood has long been gone." ”

Wei Chigong said dissatisfiedly: "If you want me to think that such a brother doesn't want to, since he has done this, if he doesn't do it, I will lead the troops to kill the thief bird another day, and it will be a big deal to pay for his life when the time comes." ”

King Qin stretched out his hand, and the attendant on one side served him a wine jug. King Qin didn't use a cup, he took a big sip at the spout, and then reprimanded:

"Jingde, you are no longer an iron man, why should you pay attention to your words. Why is it still full of market slang. ”

Wei Chigong stretched out his hand to snatch King Qin's wine jug, but his outstretched hand was knocked off by King Qin.

"The wine brought by the merchants of the Western Regions is very valuable, I was going to collect it, but it was stolen by you reckless man, hum!"

Wei Chigong's rare old face turned red: "Hehe, that is, His Royal Highness King Qin, you don't have to deal with me, a rough man, otherwise the crime of disrespect and humility alone will be enough for me to cut off my head." ”

King Qin sighed with emotion: "You saved my life, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, King Qin suddenly covered his stomach, the wine jug in his hand fell to the ground, and his face turned pale in an instant: "This ...... This wine is poisonous! ”

"What?" Wei Chigong hurriedly grabbed him, turned around to look, and saw the servant who handed the wine prostrate on the ground.

After a few steps, he kicked the servant over, only to see that he had a sharp blade in his chest, and he had already committed suicide!

"His Royal Highness King Qin!" Yu Chigong supported King Qin, who was sweating in pain, and was annoyed.

This attendant was a slave who was temporarily bought, and if he didn't have to pester King Qin to hunt, he wouldn't let the thieves take advantage of it.

"Someone! Come! Hurry back to Chang'an! Wei Chigong hurriedly yelled.

Suddenly, the surrounding sergeants were in a mess. If the King of Qin were poisoned and died here, they would also be in danger of being exterminated.

"General, we have now gone deep into the Qinling Mountains, the mountain road is tortuous, and we are not riding horses, I'm afraid ...... I'm afraid it's too late! ”

Yu Chigong only felt that it was dark in front of him, it's over, it's over! He stumbled under his feet, almost dragging King Qin to the ground together.

At this time, a sergeant suddenly shouted loudly: "General, when the King of Qin ordered us to explore the displaced people in the Qinling Mountains a few days ago, the villain met Daoist Sun Simiao, not far from here!" ”

"His grandmother's, it's all this time, it's useful to find a bull-nosed old way! …… Hey? You're talking about Daoist Sun Simiao! That's great! Lead the way! ”

Divine doctor Sun Simiao, that is a fairy-like character, with him, it is impossible for King Qin to be fine.

King Qin couldn't walk, so Wei Chigong simply carried him on his back and followed the sergeant who led the way.

After climbing two small hills, a dilapidated thatched hut came into view. Outside the thatched hut, there are a lot of medicinal herbs drying and exuding a strong smell. A few homeless people from the mountains, dressed in degrading linen clothes, had the honor of helping a young man sort out the herbs.

The young man was slashed, tall, and dressed in a strange sleeveless outfit. The hair is short, not even up to the shoulders.

Seeing this guy, Wei Chigong was very unhappy, because most of the people dressed like this were Hu people.

When Yu Chigong and the others ran to the thatched hut, the corners of King Qin's mouth were already bloodshot, and the sweat from his body soaked Yu Chigong's back.

"Sun Shenxian! Sun Shenxian! Help me! The sergeant who led the way ran to the hut and shouted.

After shouting, he looked around, but he didn't find Sun Simiao.

"Shout what! Sun Daochang went into the mountains to collect medicine, and he will talk about anything when he comes back from collecting medicine! ”

The young man in fancy dress glanced at the group disapprenantly.

"You kid is rude! Now that King Qin is in danger, you hurry up and find Sun Shenxian, otherwise Lao Tzu will cut you with a knife! ”

Yu Chigong put down King Qin, drew out his horizontal knife, and planned to put it on the young man's neck.

"Humph!" The young man snorted disdainfully from his mouth, and with a mistake in his foot, he cut close to Yu Chigong's body, and his right leg kicked Yu Chigong's stomach as fast as lightning.

Boom! Yu Chigong was brave in the end, but he was not kicked away, but just took five steps back and sat on the ground.

"Bold!" Dozens of sergeants accompanying him drew their swords one after another.

"Look for death!" The young man drew a grotesque scimitar and a stabbing blade at the side of his legs.

A murderous aura full of tyranny and blood hit everyone's hearts like substance. Except for Wei Chigong, who could still resist, everyone's hearts couldn't help but pound.

"Stop! Leng Feng, you promised me that I wouldn't kill people indiscriminately! A Taoist priest with a medicine basket on his back and a long beard walked in the door.

"Humph!" The young man, that is, Leng Feng snorted coldly and withdrew his weapon.

"Daochang Sun, help!" Yu Chigong helped King Qin up, and looked at King Qin's pale face and jumped to his feet in a hurry.

"Wait for the old man to see." Sun Simiao stepped forward, closed his eyes and took his pulse, and after more than ten seconds, Sun Simiao opened King Qin's mouth again, dipped some blood and sniffed on the tip of his nose.

"It doesn't matter, although this poison is violent, it is not enough, and those who want to poison it do not understand the toxicity. Otherwise, even the old man will not be able to return to heaven. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Simiao turned to Leng Feng again: "I don't have enough herbs here, last time you helped me vomit the mountain people who accidentally ate the poisonous fruit, is there still that soap thing?" ”

Leng Feng turned around and entered the house, holding a piece of soap in his hand and throwing it to Sun Simiao: "You save a little, this is my thought, I am reluctant to use it on weekdays." ”

Sun Simiao smiled, took out a metal object from his arms and handed it to Leng Feng: "Your magic weapon called a pistol is really powerful, I met a tiger just now, I was injured and fled, if you run away, my medicine basket will be thrown away again." ”

Leng Feng hung up the safety of the pistol and inserted it back into the holster on his leg. Turned around and went into the house.

"Come and get a basin of water, I want to induce vomiting as soon as possible, so that his internal organs can be less injured."

……

Back in the room, Leng Feng placed a pistol, a Nepalese saber, and a military stab on the table, and on the table was a Barrett sniper rifle, wrapped in coarse cloth, with only the muzzle exposed.

This is the equipment of the cold front!

Leng Feng is one of the top ten killers in the international killer world, but no one knows that he is just a secret move planted by the Huaxia military in the killer world. From the age of ten, he was trained as a retired killer, and at the age of nineteen he made a name for himself.

Now, he's about to turn twenty.

As for why he ran to the Tang Dynasty, even he himself was inexplicable. Obviously, he was shot and fell into a coma because of carelessness, and when he woke up, what he saw was not the enemy and the interrogation room, but Sun Simiao, an old Taoist priest.

I have to admire Sun Simiao's medical skills, the bullet hit the major artery of the thigh, and the top slightly drilled into the bone, in the desolate place of Qinling, he took out the bullet in a daze. Fortunately, it was winter, otherwise he didn't have the ability to open his mouth to remind Sun Simiao that Leng Feng, who had anti-inflammatory drugs in his backpack, was very likely to die in ancient times due to wound infection!

After a few months of recovery, Leng Feng has regained his peak physical fitness, and he has followed Sun Simiao to run all over the Qinling Mountains.

Sun Simiao is a person who is obsessed with medicine, and he always tastes unknown plants in the mountains and tries to analyze the medicinal properties. Sometimes his lips were swollen like sausages, sometimes he vomited and diarrhea, and sometimes he had pimples all over his body.

In addition to testing and collecting medicines, Sun Simiao also helped the homeless people in the mountains to diagnose diseases free of charge.

For such a pure person, Leng Feng couldn't help but reveal some of his knowledge to Sun Simiao while respecting him.

Sun Simiao began to scoff at the idea of bacteria, but when a bear was shot to death by Leng Feng with a pistol, Sun Simiao suddenly changed his opinion.

Sun Simiao is not very superstitious, but the pistol can only be named "magic weapon" in the Tang Dynasty.

Leng Feng pulled open his backpack, and now there was only binoculars, a roll of bandages, a few compressed biscuits, a bottle of nutritional drink, a bottle of white medicine, two boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs, a solar charger, and a mobile phone.

Although the equipment on his body was still there, he only had one hundred and thirty-six rounds of ammunition for the pistol, only seventy rounds for the sniper rifle, and only four grenades left.

Leng Feng was very glad that he had enough bullets before he set off, although he couldn't get supplies, but as long as he had bullets, he would have the capital to survive in the Tang Dynasty.

Taking out his mobile phone, Leng Feng decrypted it and swiped the pictures in the gallery, which were photos of the locations where he had eliminated foreign killers many times. In addition to assassinating some wicked people who have a way to die to earn commissions, robbing and killing outsiders is his whole life.

"Keeping killers out of the country" has been his task over the years.

"I can't go back......"

Leng Feng deleted the photos one by one, leaving only one photo of the capital.

It was taken when the top military leader took him to see the flag-raising ceremony when he officially debuted as a killer.

"The world is dark...... the old general said to Leng Feng in a slightly hoarse voice, "as long as our compatriots live in the sun, even if we people are rooted in the darkness, it is good." ”

It is always time-consuming to reminisce about the past, and when Sun Simiao brought him lunch, Leng Feng found that it was already dusk.

"I'm thinking about things again, I don't know where you're from, but I can feel that you're not a wicked person. The bloody aura on your body when you plan to kill is a little stinging in your eyes, although I don't know what you experienced at a young age, but as a cultivator, I still have to advise you, the past should not be recalled, indulging in the memories of killing will only make you gradually deviate from the right path. ”

Leng Feng took the plate and said with a smile: "It is rare for a Taoist priest like you who does not burn incense for Lao Jun, looks for medicinal materials in the poor countryside every day, and does not earn medical fees. ”

Sun Simiao sat opposite Leng Feng and smiled slightly: "I did something like this, who can say that it is not a practice?" ”

Leng Feng picked up the rice bowl and found that it was actually white rice!

"It's ......"

Sun Simiao also picked up a bowl: "It was King Qin who was poisoned, and now he has woken up, but he is very weak." Naturally, the royal people would not eat some millet and wild vegetables like commoners. I heard that the king of Qin said that this was a reward from the saints, and his personal soldiers gave us two bowls by the way when they steamed rice. ”

Although Leng Feng has been trained in wilderness survival and is not so tricky, he can't resist the temptation of white rice after eating wild vegetables with Sun Simiao for several months. With Sun Simiao's cold wild vegetables, a bowl of rice is like this.

On the other hand, Sun Simiao, eating white rice is like tasting some delicacies.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the people could only eat millet and millet in thin food, and the mountains were full of children digging wild vegetables during the day. White rice is no different from silver in the eyes of civilians.

There was a knock on the door, and a sergeant poked his head in: "Sun Shenxian, Leng Gongzi, we are barbecuing, General Wei Chi asked me to invite the two." ”

Sun Simiao waved his hand: "I rarely eat meat, so I won't go." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Leng Feng: "You go and have some wine with them." ”

To be honest, Leng Feng wanted to get drunk earlier, and when he heard that there was alcohol, he followed the sergeant out.

Outside the thatched hut, the sergeants had already cleared out a piece of land, and the meat of the prey was roasted around the bonfire.

Seeing Leng Feng coming, Wei Chigong picked up a jar of wine and threw it over.

Leng Feng reached out to catch it, slapped off the seal and poured it down. The wine in the Tang Dynasty was not strong at all, just a jar of beer, and Leng Feng was not afraid at all.

Wei Chi Gong saw Leng Feng drink it all and applauded with the sergeants.

Picking up two jars of wine again, Wei Chigong walked over: "Young Master Leng was worried about the safety of King Qin before, and I was offended, I hope you will forgive me." ”

I don't know how many times he memorized this, and the speed of his speech was so fast that he couldn't hear it clearly.

Leng Feng stretched out his hand to take a jar of wine, and said with a smile: "Where is General Wei Chi, don't say any, do it!" ”

Wei Chi smiled heroically and did another battle with Leng Feng.

Wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth, Wei Chigong said: "I, Wei Chigong, is also a man who was killed on the battlefield, but he was kicked away by Leng Gongzi, to be honest, I am a little unconvinced, and I really want to compete with Gongzi again." ”

Wei Chigong is a martial artist, coming to Qinling to hunt can't make his boiling heart cool, and now when he meets a good opponent, even if he is beaten, he will be very satisfied.

"Weapons or fists?" Leng Feng moved his wrists, saying that he hadn't fought for a few months, and he was also very itchy.

"Of course!" Wei Chigong pushed away the soldiers who sent the horse lance, it is still too early to fight weapons, and it is best to have a fist and foot fight activity to move the muscles and bones.

Leng Feng glanced at the surplus wine and said with a smile: "The weapon is exempt, it is easy to be injured by mistake, why don't we gamble?" ”

"Bet? How to bet? Wei Chigong felt like he had been scratched in the itchy spot.

"Let's stop ordering, if anyone thinks they might be killed or disabled by the other party's stop move, drink a jar of wine."

"Good!" After Wei Chigong finished speaking, he pounced, intending to strike first.

Leng Feng avoided Yu Chigong's first punch, and his face felt cold when the fist wind blew, Yu Chigong's innate divine power was not boasting, just this punch, the calf-thick stake would be broken.

Dodging Wei Chigong's other punch again, Leng Feng clenched his fist, his middle knuckle protruded, and he bent down and came up on Yu Chigong's thigh between the lightning and flint.

Wei Chigong snorted coldly, Leng Feng's punch was an inch of strength, and it smashed on his leg like an iron pestle with an iron hammer, and after the competition, he must have to cultivate this leg for a period of time and dare not use too hard.

Wei Chigong took a pain and put his fists together, but he landed in the air, he only felt that his eyes only flickered, and Leng Feng appeared behind him.

The same inch punch was shot, but it only clicked on Wei Chigong's spine and left.

The spine is no thicker than the flesh of the thigh, and such a punch will definitely paralyze him.

Wei Chigong breathed a long sigh of relief: "I lost." ”

Leng Feng lifted a jar of wine and threw it to Wei Chigong.

Wei Chigong took it but didn't drink it: "Childe's punch made my thigh still in labor pain, no matter how much I compare, let's say how much Childe drinks!" ”

Leng Feng mentioned a jar of wine: "Wine is this thing, drinking too much hurts your body, since General Wei Chi has lost, if I have the opportunity to go to Chang'an another day, General Wei Chi will treat me well." ”

"Hahaha." Wei Chigong slapped open the seal of the wine jar and laughed: "When the time comes, I will definitely invite the son to go to the Drunken Wind Building!" ”

After speaking, a jar of wine was drunk.

The picnic was eaten until midnight, and Wei Chigong was already drunk, leaving Leng Feng still drinking alone.

A glass of wine spills over the moon.

Leng Feng didn't feel that he could go back to his own era.

If you come here, you will be safe!