The surrounding fields were scorched, and Chu Zheng'an stumbled forward holding his wounds. Behind him, people who looked like bandits were chasing after him. There was only the last arrow left in Chu Zheng'an's quiver, and blood flowed down his forehead and into his eyes.

Inside, the road ahead became blurry, and he could hear the footsteps getting closer and closer behind him. Chu Zhengan gritted his teeth and spoke with blood-stained words.

He pulled out the sword from his waist with his hand, and there was a "clang" sound from the sharp blade. He turned around with the sword in hand, raised his arm and drew an arc from bottom to top. The person following him couldn't dodge, and his skin was deeply cut open by the sharp blade.

There was a slight sound, and blood spurted out, covering Chu Zheng'an's face. Chu Zheng'an used the force of his sword swing to turn around and continue running forward.

I couldn't hold on anymore, I lost too much blood, my eyesight turned black, and my throat was filled with the smell of blood.

After climbing over another hill, Chu Zheng'an panted and stopped. There was a cliff in front of him. The cliff was not high, so jumping off would not do much, but below was the surging river, and there were many hidden reefs.

He had no way out.

Chu Zheng'an pointed his sword forward and looked closely at the person in front. The person was wearing an eyepatch on his left eye. Chu Zheng'an stepped forward and slashed at the right side of his neck with his sword. One Eye subconsciously raised his hand to block it and fell down on the spot.

, being swarmed up from behind by the soil

The bandit stepped on him. Chu Zhengan blocked the dagger coming from the left with his sword, and stabbed the long sword into a person's belly. Before he could draw it out, he saw an ax slashing towards his forearm. While Chu Zhengan drew the sword,

He opened his arm sideways, but was stabbed again under his ribs.

Chu Zheng'an's eyes turned red. He couldn't remember how many injuries he had suffered. He couldn't feel the pain anymore.

The bandits fell one by one in front of them, and new ones immediately came to replace them. There were obviously sixty or seventy people, but they seemed to be unable to kill them all. Chu Zheng'an jumped back to avoid the punch, but did not touch the solid ground.

The feeling of weightlessness made Chu Zheng'an realize that he had jumped off a cliff.

Chu Zheng'an submerged into the water with a "bang". He was ups and downs in the cold rapids, choking on the water. Looking at the angry and helpless bandits on the top of the cliff above, he felt happy in his heart. The figures of the bandits gradually shrank until they disappeared, and then disappeared.

There was also Chu Zheng'an's consciousness. Before his consciousness was swept away by the turbulent waves, he laboriously lowered his head and glanced at the sword in his arms.

"That's it for now..."

His consciousness was intermittently blurred, and he would often faint immediately after opening his eyes. He seemed to have hit a rock, someone seemed to be carrying him, or he seemed to see a blindfolded man.

Chu Zheng'an fell into a long dream. He dreamed that he returned to Beijing safely, and that his childhood playmate, the current Holy Emperor, took care of him and bestowed him with glory; they drank and talked happily, just like they had done countless times before, just like himself

Like before leading the troops to leave Beijing...

He woke up without warning.

What caught his eyes were the brown beams in the house, and the searing pain took over his body again. He knew that he had survived the catastrophe and returned to the human world.

He wanted to lift his arm, but as soon as he moved it, he felt severe pain in his chest and abdomen, and he took a breath of cold air.

"Are you awake?" A gentle male voice whispered.

Chu Zheng's body was covered with gauze, and he reluctantly turned his neck. He saw a man wearing a moon-white gown, sitting on a mahogany chair, mist emanating from the mouth of the porcelain cup in his hand, and the man's face was hidden in the mist.

, his eyes were covered with a layer of white silk. The man in white blew on the rim of the cup, stood up and slowly walked towards Chu Zheng'an, placing a pair of hands on him

After groping around his face and finding his mouth, the man gently raised Chu Zheng'an's head and fed him some water, "You've been sleeping for five days."

Chu Zheng'an saw his swords and armor neatly arranged on the shelf opposite. He opened his mouth hesitantly, but what he said was, "I will repay you for saving my life."

The man smiled into the air, "You're welcome, Your Excellency," after thinking for a while he added: "General Chu."

Chapter 2

The man in white is named Lin Qingmian, and he is a fortune teller. According to what he said, five days ago he was riding a donkey and was about to leave the village for the market. When he passed by the river, the donkey stopped and could not drive away and did not look back.

This donkey had been with him for many years. Lin Qingmian immediately went down to inspect it and after a careful search, he found a person next to the donkey's hooves.

Chu Zheng'an has been recuperating for more than a month. He is in good health. At this time, the wounds on his body have formed hideous scabs. He is sitting in Lin Qingmian's courtyard and carefully wiping the sword in his hand. Lin Qingmian is sitting at the chess table drinking tea.

, because the other party couldn't see him, so Chu Zhengan looked at him without any scruples.

Lin Qingmian is young, probably in his mid-twenties. This man goes to the street from time to time every day to tell people's fortunes and measure feng shui. Chu Zheng'an never thought that one day he would rely on a fortune teller for his life. As for how to recognize him Chu Zheng'an

Lin Qingmian shook his head as to the identity of the general, holding his hands behind his back, saying that he would not be informed until he recovered from his injuries, so it was best to recuperate. Chu Zheng'an was seriously injured and had no power to restrain him, so he felt that if the other party wanted to harm him, there was no need to

It’s such a big circle, so I just rest and relax.

Chu Zheng'an put the long sword back into its sheath and put it down gently - he felt it was time.

"Sir." Chu Zheng'an called him softly.

Lin Qingmian seemed to know what he wanted to say, and smiled slightly at the air: "It's actually very simple. First of all, the armor plates of ordinary warriors have upper and lower armor plates on the chest, and lower armor plates on the abdomen.

, to facilitate movement; and there are no armor plates on the chest and back of your armor, but geometric colorful patterns are painted on them, so you are a general."

Chu Zheng'an nodded, "What's next?"

"Secondly, there is your sword. The scabbard is wrapped with gold wire, and it is decorated with enamel. The center of the sword is decorated with scrollwork. The sword is made of jade. It feels warm and delicate to the touch, and it is valuable. Such a precious sword should not be cheap.

It should be for decoration, or worn by courtiers to show their dignity."

He paused and continued: "But the part of the sword head that was supposed to be jade was made of iron. In addition, the jade in the center of the sword body feels cold to the touch. I guess it is not jade, but a harder and lighter tortoise shell."

Lin Qingmian put down the tea cup, groped towards him, and slowly sat down next to him, "I remember that during the enthronement ceremony of the current Holy Emperor, he gave the General Protector a special sword. Although I have not seen it with my own eyes, like you, General

This precious but illogical, but very practical sword should be given by the Holy One."

Chu Zheng'an continued to nod, "You are such a smart person, why do you only stay in a small village?" Lin Qingmian laughed: "Wasn't a person as powerful as the general defeated by bandits?" Chu Zheng'an was stunned.

It can be said that he had nothing to do while he was recuperating. He thought about the bandit all day long. Originally, the Holy Spirit sent him to exterminate the bandit. He thought it was completely unnecessary to make a fuss. There is no need to kill a chicken with a sledgehammer. But after this trip, let alone kill him.

The chicken and knife were almost gone.

The sound of the gate interrupted Chu Zheng'an's thoughts. The children who were lying at the gate to peek at him dispersed in a hurry. Since he was able to move to the yard, the children in the same village did not like to come to play with Lin Qingmian.

, but lay at the door and secretly observed him. Thinking about it, it’s not surprising that he was treated as a monster now that his face was covered with scabs.

Lin Qingmian heard the noise, sighed, and then slowly groped out. Chu Zheng'an could vaguely hear him talking to the children. He pricked up his ears and could only hear words like "not scary" and "hero".

Words like "very powerful". Chu Zheng'an stood up slowly and walked into the room. He didn't need to listen anymore. He knew it well.

Chapter 3

This time he left Beijing with only one hundred and fifty Qingying troops. His Qingying troops were well-trained and were all brothers who charged with him on the battlefield. Originally, he wanted to lead his brothers into the bandit stronghold after nightfall.

, who would have expected that the bandits discovered them in advance. The arrows were ignited, and the red sea poured out from the stronghold. The Qingying army was caught off guard and retreated continuously. The bandits chased them out. The Qingying army was outnumbered, and they fought and retreated.

, retreated to the end, and only Chu Zhengan was left.

It is said that at that time, bandits from a certain mountain came with their brothers to celebrate the birthday of a certain leader, so there were many people on that day. The village was large and closed, and no one outside knew about it after staying there for many days. I originally planned to organize it well the next day.

As a result, Chu Zhengan came at this time.

When retreating, Chu Zheng'an ordered his lieutenant to mount the fastest horse and gallop back to report the news. It has been one month and I don't know where he is now.

After a few days, Chu Zheng'an was able to drag his legs for a walk slowly. The children in the same village were no longer so afraid of Chu Zheng'an and often came to play in the small yard. Although Lin Qingmian could not see, he had a pair of dexterous hands.

You can make a lot of interesting gadgets.

A little boy named Shi Fu sniffed and sat on Lin Qingmian's lap, watching him make a straw butterfly. Shi Fu blinked his big eyes and quietly asked Lin Qingmian: "Is Brother Chu over there really good?" Lin Qingmian smiled,

He also followed Shi Fu's example and whispered, "Can't you find out if you ask yourself?" Shi Fu was shy by nature and was too timid to come over.

Chu Zhengan was sitting on the stone steps basking in the sun. After hearing this, he opened his eyes and said, "Kid, remember, if you want to be a powerful person, you must first have justice in your heart." Shi Fu was confused and didn't understand why, but Lin Qingmian looked very kind.

Interested: "Brother Chu..., what is justice in your heart?" Chu Zheng'an answered without thinking: "Protect the family and the country, and defeat the enemy." Lin Qingmian nodded in approval and said: "As expected of Brother Chu, he is full of pride.

He has great ambitions, no wonder he is deeply loved by the people."

Lin Qingmian's words are true. Three generations of the Chu family have been generals, brave and loyal, and Chu Zheng'an has been accompanying the current emperor since childhood, and has extraordinary honor. The Chu family has a generous and kind family tradition. When the men go to the battlefield, the family members will give porridge to the poor during festivals.

"Brother Chu, I dare to ask you whether you are seeking justice or glory." Probably no one has ever dared to talk to him like this. Chu Zheng'an was stunned for a moment, "Me? Of course I am for justice." Lin Qingmian was still asking.

With a calm demeanor, his smile slowly fell: "If it's for justice, why did Brother Chu never mention the common people?" Chu Zheng'an wanted to refute, but deep down he felt that Lin Qingmian was right.
Chapter completed!