"What, Mr. Zhang. Since I'm leaving, that kid wants to do the last thing for Liang Cheng and Dao Chang before leaving, and he can be regarded as doing his best for the kid.
Liu Yuan said, his words were sincere, his eyes were burning, and he had some expectations.
Zhang Yingjun frowned and stared at Liu Yuan a few times: "Xiaoyou is worried about those death row inmates in the prison, right?"
It's just that if the kid doesn't leave for a day, he will be the executioner of Liang Cheng for a day.
"In his position, he seeks his government and fulfills his duties." If it is a vegetarian meal, it will make the kid feel terrified and ashamed.
Liu Yuan replied, without the slightest embarrassment on his face, but with a sparkling light in his eyes, the whole person held his head high, full of a sense of justice.
Is it for himself?
No,
for the sake of the millions of compatriots in Liangcheng! For the sake of
these people not to be harassed by death row prisoners
! To strangle these evils in the cradle!
Liu Yuan silently hinted to himself in his heart.
In the continuous self-suggestion, Liu Yuan felt that his image had become taller, and his small heart was full of pride.
Zhang Yingjun looked at Liu Yuan quietly, and the look on his face suddenly became extremely strange.
This feeling... It's like... It's like....
A passer-by, on the side of the road, saw a middle two god!
Yes, it is the kind of gaze that looks at a stupid fork and can't bear to look at it.
Made! This old guy really knows how to read minds!
The corner of Liu Yuan's eyes swept over Zhang Yingjun's face, and after the thoughts flashed in his heart, a large number of distracting thoughts suddenly appeared, drowning out the existing thoughts.
Zhang Yingjun looked stunned, looked at Liu Yuan in surprise, and was frozen for a few seconds before returning to normal, and said:
"Didn't Xiaoyou forget what the old man said just now?"
"If there is a cause, there is an effect." Didn't the old man just say that the cause and effect have not been cleared? As long as I can grasp that degree and do not cross the red line, I think that God will not trouble me.
Liu Yuan grinned, as if he had already guessed what Zhang Yingjun was going to say.
Zhang Yingjun fell silent, his hands crossed, inserted in his cuffs, and the old god looked at Liu Yuan on the ground: "Since you insist on doing this, then the old man will take the risk to help you."
After speaking, Zhang Yingjun's fingers tapped, and the gossip phantom appeared, fluctuating like a turntable, thirty-six heavenly stems, and seventy-two earthly branch phantoms were suspended in mid-air like entities, intersecting and combining with each other.
"Wuxu... Ding You... Jiazi... One
word after another popped out of Zhang Yingjun's mouth, as if counting.
About half an hour later, Zhang Yingjun stopped moving, the surrounding gossip phantom dissipated, and his wrinkled forehead was already covered with fine sweat.
"Worked it out. Zhang Yingjun gasped and said.
Do
you
think the old man is a little kidney-deficient?
Why don't you prepare more kidneys for the old man when you go out hunting?
I just don't know if this thing is useful for NPCs.
Liu Yuan thought silently in his heart.
On the other side, Zhang Yingjun's face instantly darkened.
Stinky boy! Lao Tzu tried his best to help you, but you actually arranged Lao Tzu in your heart?
If it weren't for the sake of sending you away, the plague god, the old man wouldn't be so angry!
I don't know what Zhang Jiao's kid thinks.
Leave this plague god behind
? Teach him the Taiping Dao?
Teach the Taiping Dao, the old man has no objection.
After all, Jiao'er is old, and he can't last a few years, so it's natural to find a successor.
But...... Can you not look for a disaster star?
This kid has strange luck, sometimes good and sometimes bad, full of variables, once he enters the Yellow Turban Army, he will clash with our army's luck, and it will inevitably cause a backlash to Zhang Jiao.
At that time, Zhang Jiao, who could have lasted a few years and then died, would not be able to survive even a year.
Therefore, Zhang Yingjun became the master of his son.
Liu Yuan, who should have stayed, chose to be exiled.
Didn't Jiao'er promise him a
Fengyue Town? The old man even cut it out with Fengyue Town
! Anyway, the old man just didn't let this kid have anything to do with the Yellow Turban Army!
"This old guy is already so tired, he shouldn't be able to use mind reading, right?"
"If he can do it, this old guy must be pretending to be crazy." It's just a number, how can you be so tired?"
Liu Yuan said silently in his heart.
Zhang Yingjun: (⊙o⊙)....
Liu Yuan's thoughts were captured by Zhang Yingjun, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was immediately extinguished.
As Liu Yuan said, measuring this kind of thing is really not a matter for him.
The reason why he is so tired is that he deliberately pretended to be.
What is it
for? Isn't it just to make Liu Yuan, a stinky boy, grateful to Dade, who has left the Yellow Turban Army and is grateful for the kindness of the Yellow Turban Army?
This was originally a clever idea, but Liu Yuan was beaten crookedly and said that Zhang Yingjun was really not angry for a while.
He could only eat Coptis dumbly, and with patience, he said: "With the cause and effect of Xiaoyou and Liang Cheng, if you want to be unrestrained by cause and effect, you can only kill some of the captives.
"In the words that Xiaoyou can understand, you can only raise your level to level 20 at most, and you can't do it by one more level. "
Level 20
, so little?
Master, I'm still waiting to cut to level 100 and press that guy from Zhou Cang to the ground and rub it! Of course, I
definitely don't think this for revenge.
Simply because he wanted to give him instructions on how Zhou Cang should fight.
When Liu Yuan thought of so many prisoners in the prison, he could only watch but not kill, and his heart throbbed for a while.
Waste
! What a waste of resources
! What a ruin of heavenly things!
At this moment, Liu Yuan wanted to look up to the sky and howl and shout that God was unfair.
However, in an instant, Liu Yuan seemed to think of something, tilted his head suddenly, looked at Zhang Yingjun, and asked, "Old man, how many Yellow Turban troops are there in Fengyue Town?"
"Three thousand Yellow Turban Army, plus a fourth-rank general."
Zhang Yingjun straightened his chest and continued: "This place is a transportation hub and a strategic town, and it needs to have strong strength to defend it.
"You must know that the four-rank military generals are already the backbone of the generals in the army, enough to take charge of a county.
"So, you should be able to see the importance of Maple Moon Town. "
In order to repay your kindness, the compensation given by my son is not small!" Zhang
Yingjun said, looking like Liu Yuan had taken a big advantage.
Hearing this, Liu Yuan instantly fell silent.
Why does the master think this thing is a
pit! A huge pit
! The kind that can't be filled well!
Is the town
good? Naturally, it's good.
But the strategic town also needs the corresponding strength to defend it.
Did I have it, sir?
I thought I had one.
But you have to cut off all relations with me, which means that the defenders of Fengyue Town have to withdraw, leaving me an
empty town? No soldiers, no generals, no novice protection orders, I will guard the empty town alone?