Chapter 216 I will take you home! (ask for monthly ticket) The four of them left. Chen Yuan stepped out of the house to see them off. He looked up and saw a few streaks of light breaking through the gray rain curtain and quickly disappearing. He felt a little complicated. Then, his earlobe twitched slightly, and a vast and somewhat sad flute sound floated into his ears along with the sparse wind and rain. He turned his head and looked outside the door. At this time, outside the villa, under the rain, a wide martial arts field looked deserted. In a barracks. Some people sit cross-legged in meditation, cultivating their qi all the time. Someone was sitting on the bed, shirtless, with a white cloth wrapped around his chest, holding a long sword in his hand, wiping the blade carefully, the bloodstained sword flashing with a cold light; Someone took out a scroll from his bosom, unfolded it with one hand, and left the other sleeve empty. In the painting was a woman with a bright smile, and the man was staring at her in a trance, stroking the scroll with his only remaining hand. There were also soldiers playing the flute, and the people around were either sitting, or leaning against the wall with swords in their arms, or lying on the bed with their hands resting their heads, listening quietly. The sound of the flute seemed to be their hometown, their relatives, and their friends. Unconsciously, they lowered their brows and their eyes turned red silently. At this moment, there was a loud noise outside.
Soon after, the camp curtain was lifted, and some noisy wind and rain blew in. A figure walked in, and soldiers kneeling outside could be vaguely seen. Soon, exclamations were heard, interrupting everything inside. "It's the general!" "The general is here!" "." One after another, figures quickly stood up, some put on their clothes, some put on their armor, and there was a lot of noise. Chen Yuan appeared here and raised his hand, "No need to be polite, I just came to see you." In the barracks, simple double-decker beds were placed on both sides. Faces from all over Shu, some resolute, some immature, and some nervous, appeared one by one on both sides. Chen Yuan walked forward, his eyes swept over, and saw a figure wrapped in white cloth, and sighed in his heart. He patted the shoulder of an injured soldier. The soldier's eyes flickered, but he said nothing and just stood straight. Chen Yuan continued to move forward. At this moment, something rolled down to his feet and then slowly unfolded. It was a scroll with a portrait of a woman on it. Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed to his feet, and hurriedly grabbed the scroll with one hand. Then, fearing that he might tear the scroll, he nervously wiped the dirt off it. Then he thought of something, looked up and saw Chen Yuan, his face panicked, and he immediately kowtowed. "General, please forgive me, little one." As he spoke, he found an invisible force preventing his head from falling. Then, the respected General Zhonglang, who was in the army of the Ninth Mountain, squatted down, put his hands on his shoulders, helped him up, and said softly: "It seems that the woman in the painting is very important to you. Is she your wife?" The soldier raised his head, somewhat flattered, but when he talked about the woman in the painting, his eyes became much more tender, "General, this is my wife who is waiting to be married. She is waiting for me to go back and marry her. We have an agreement." When Chen Yuan heard this, his eyes fell on one of his empty sleeves. The soldier sensed something and awkwardly covered his empty sleeves with a resolute look in his eyes. "Although I was injured by the beast, I can still fight!" Chen Yuan's eyes jumped, "Okay, you have guts!" "What is your name?"
Hearing what Chen Yuan said, the soldier opened his eyes, straightened his chest and said loudly: "Zuo Zhi, a small flag officer under the seventh general flag of the Right Route Guard!" Chen Yuan nodded and patted his shoulder. Then, his eyes passed through the crowd and fell on a white-faced soldier in the corner holding a flute in his hand. "I just heard your flute. What's the name of this piece of music?" The soldier looked around and found that everyone was looking at him. Then he suddenly realized what had happened and hurried out of the line. He was a little nervous and bowed his head and said, "General, I am playing a song from my hometown called "My Mother Farewell." When Chen Yuan heard the name, he muttered a few words softly, his eyes became distant, as if he were in another world, and he said leisurely: "Mother, please see me off. Can you sing another song?" The soldier listened and quickly responded. Then he became serious and put the flute to his lips. A clear and distant sound of the flute began to sound, like the gurgling of water, and seemed to describe a picture. A woman whose son was joining the army was about to go on a long expedition once burned prayer candles in front of a temple, sharpened her gray hair with a needle under an oil lamp, sewed clothes for her son who was going on a long journey, and muttered instructions to him while he was packing his bag. Finally, the son left home with his bag on his back. The woman stood in front of the door and waved to her son, with tears and expectation in her eyes. The sound of the flute lingered in the tent, then broke through the rain and floated outside. Outside the tent, Liu Qing and his men heard that the general had left the barracks, so they hurried over with their men. When they heard the flute, they stopped, raised their hands, and listened quietly. After a cup of tea, the song ended. Soon, Chen Yuan's voice was heard in the tent, "It seems that you all miss home. Everyone, tell me, where is your hometown?" Soon, voices rang out one after another. "I'm in Yangping County, Yong'an Prefecture!" "Jinguan City" "Qujiang County" "Chunjiang Mansion" "." Everyone was excited, maybe because the atmosphere was right, someone asked: "Where is the general's hometown?" Inside the tent, Chen Yuan was stunned when he heard this question, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "As for me, my hometown is very far away, and maybe I will never be able to go back in this lifetime." As he spoke, he scanned the faces of these soldiers, "But I will do my best to bring you home!" After saying that, he drank directly. "Liu Qing!" As soon as these words were spoken, the curtain outside was quickly lifted, and the sound of armor colliding could be heard. "I'm here!" Liu Qing came in and bowed his head to obey orders. "Give each soldier a pound of demon flesh and blood. For the injured, give them more according to their injuries! Send another batch of supplies, elixirs, and talismans. Go get them later." Chen Yuan said, his voice lowered. "Also, the names of the fallen soldiers must be recorded carefully, and fast horses must be arranged to deliver letters and compensation to them according to their military merits. Do not neglect it." After Chen Yuan finished speaking, he looked at the group of soldiers who were looking at him with awe and eagerness, and he felt a little uneasy. He has been involved in fights and has seen life and death so many times that his heart has unconsciously become cold and hard. Apart from studying how to kill more monsters and increase his own strength, all other details in life have become vague. Gradually, he has stood high above the clouds, commanding and dispatching orders to thousands of troops, but he has forgotten that the people under him are also flesh and blood people with relatives, wives and children! There are still many people waiting for them to go home. Thinking of this, he fell silent.
He turned around and walked out of the tent. "General, walk slowly!" "The general seems a little lonely!" The soldiers in the tent watched Chen Yuan's back disappear into the wind and rain outside. They looked at each other and somehow felt a little uncomfortable. At this moment, outside the wind and rain of this world, at Dingshan Pass, thousands of miles away, a beam of red light shot out from a distant place outside the pass! The speed is extremely fast, and it can cover dozens of miles in a blink of an eye! A mighty energy swept through the world, and the void trembled. It was a blood-stained golden edict, just like a blood-stained shirt! The next second, wind and clouds gathered in the sky, and a giant hand covered with green scales stretched out from the clouds and slapped the bloody decree fiercely. It covered the sky and the sun, was a hundred feet tall, and the void made a huge roar. The bloody decree was suddenly grabbed. Then, he was thrown towards the distant Dingshan Pass by the huge devil's claws! quickly, "boom" There was a shocking explosion. In the distance, I saw a huge gap opened in the majestic Dingshan Pass! "woooooo" The horn sounded in the air and shouts of surprise suddenly rang out everywhere. Then, someone looked at the huge demonic shadow that emerged from the clouds, like a giant, and was speechless in horror. "Musashi the Great Demon!" But looking around, there was more than one! (End of this chapter)