General, cut off your sleeves!

Chapter 42: The Daily Life of the Zou Family

"Heh, he's just a rabbit in fox fur. If you like, you can play with him more. He lives in the waterside pavilion in the south."

Mo Wanqing neither shook his head nor nodded, he still hadn't recovered from the fact that he really wanted to join the General's Mansion to live.Thinking about it, Zou Jinchu and his brother shouldn't be too bad, right?

General Zou Jinchu left as soon as he finished explaining the matter. He still had unfinished business, so he should not stay for a long time.

After he left, there was only Mo Wanqing left in the room, there were no maids from rich families or anything, it was very clean.The sun shines in through the panes, making it very warm and comfortable.Mo Wanqing, who has just experienced a series of great changes, desperately needs a place to recuperate, and this is just the right place.

Lay yourself down on the comfortable carved bed, and for the first time want to indulge yourself and sleep in the daytime.

On the battlefield, he always experienced the sudden death of his comrades in battle, except for the first two times when he couldn't accept it, and cried like a fool for a long time.Then it gradually became numb and I didn't feel anything.

But now, he has long regarded old man Li as his family, and he suddenly lost this elder. Whenever he thinks of this elder when he is alone, he always feels pain in his heart.

In fact, he died because of himself. If he hadn't provoked the Song family, how could he, a reclusive old man, have feuded with the Song family?It was because of him that old man Li came out of the mountain, and it was also because of him that he was innocently killed. The old man who could have cared for his life ended in a tragic death. How can we not make people feel sad?

There are no ifs in everything, if he doesn't provoke the Song family, even if he doesn't provoke him, they will come to provoke him, it's everyone's fate...

"Wanqing! Why are you still in a daze? Hurry up!"

The anxious handsome face of his old friend suddenly appeared in front of him, Mo Wanqing was a little confused, where is he?How could I see the end of the world again?

However, the battlefield couldn't give him more time to be confused. When the smelly fangs came at him, he instinctively swung his sword.The sharp blade was sent deep into the infected person's neck, and then pulled out abruptly, a fresh head rolled down with a "click". The strange thing was that there was no blood flowing out of the broken neck, but stinky green pus.

"Tsk, a bunch of bedbugs."

The long-lost fighting spirit made him tremble with excitement, and the long knife swung more green everywhere. The number of infected people who fell down was gradually increasing, but more of them would rush forward one after another.

They are all thoughtless animals, and their seemingly flexible battles are actually supported by instinct. How smart can the damn bugs be?The difficulty is that their infectious power and indestructible characteristics.

The reason why Mo Wanqing could easily kill them was because his own blood was wiped on the edge of the knife. Slashing with the long knife would not only cause physical damage, but also bring about devastating damage.

Those researchers in white robes once said that his blood has the ability to inactivate the virus, in short, it is a powerful antiseptic.

Mo Wanqing didn't study this, and he didn't want to understand the magic of his own blood, he just needed to know that blood can kill infected people.

Kill, kill, kill!

A silent killing was underway under the gray sky, and suddenly Mo Wanqing seemed to be aware of some kind of prying eyes, but when he looked back, he came across a piece of ice blue.

The glacier-like blue gradually grew larger from a point, until the blue covered Mo Wanqing's entire field of vision...

The feeling of being awakened suddenly by a nightmare was not good, and the psychological suffocation made Mo Wanqing gasp for breath.

It took him a long time to belatedly realize that the piece of ice blue was a pair of eyes!

When had he known someone with ice blue eyes?No, maybe it wasn't a person, he still remembered the trembling feeling in his heart the moment he saw those eyes, and there was some strong disgust mixed with strange familiarity, what is it?

It can't be the king of ants, can it?

Mo Wanqing also thought this assumption was ridiculous, where did the Ant King have ice blue eyes?He must have been too anxious these two days, to have such a strange dream and whimsically humanize the Ant King.

Looking through the curtain, the sky outside the window should be full of sunshine. The orange sunset turned the white gauze curtain into red, making it look warm.For someone like him who just woke up, watching the quiet and warm scene, a thing called "laziness" crawled out of his bones.

This is not very good, I jumped out of bed to exercise myself, glanced at the box on the table from the corner of my eye, and thought...

A slender young man stood under a simple pine tree. A huge knife occupied almost half of his body. It dispersed and became chilling.

I really don't know where there is so much murderous aura in his small body, and he can retract it freely. If he is put on the battlefield, he will be a demon.

That's right, the momentum is more than enough, but the strength is not enough, but the boy's waist trembled a few times, as if he was about to be unable to hold on.

Zou Jinchu didn't disturb him, but just watched from a distance. He knew where the boy's limit was, and he could hold on for a while longer.

As for the account of running out and jumping before the injury is healed, we can settle it later...

Zou Jinchu never concealed his admiration for the young man. He dared to say that Mo Wanqing's kung fu would be difficult for soldiers trained by himself.His soldiers have also experienced battlefields, but they have only experienced it. The current era is very peaceful, so how many hard battles are waiting for them, they are just small-scale bandits.

Just like a person who kills chickens all the year round and a person who kills countless people, it is natural to see the difference.

Mo Wanqing's saber technique has no rules, but all moves are killer moves, and they are all fierce killer moves!

For example, the move he pushed out seemed peaceful, but it was actually a beheading move.Of course, due to the boy's height restriction, if he encounters an enemy who is much taller than him, his move will still be biased, but Zou Jinchu believes that the boy will definitely use other moves to defend against the enemy at that time!

There is no reason to believe that the young man's slender body contains the soul of an experienced butcher. This is Zou Jinchu's impression of Mo Wanqing.

It seems to be a bad impression, but Zou Jinchu is inexplicably attracted to him. Under his elegant appearance, maybe he is essentially the same as Mo Wanqing?

Seeing the young man's movements gradually slowing down, he wanted to call him after he finished work...Suddenly, an inconspicuous light red appeared from under Mo Wanqing's clothes, and his face immediately became ugly.

"Mo Wanqing! Don't you know the wound is open!"

He will always remember the feeling of constriction in his heart when he took off the boy's clothes, and the boy he finally pulled back from the gate of hell treated him with such care?Ruin yourself like this?

Qi, it's because the young man was disobedient, he ran out to practice his sword as soon as his wound closed!

Mo Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, and then he noticed that Zou Jinchu was standing behind him at some point. This fright attracted him more than the opening of the wound.As for the wound, he had never healed properly when he was injured, and it was normal for him to burst open.

"I'll apply the medicine later."

Mo Wanqing's nonchalant attitude caused an angry general to erupt immediately, grabbing the back of the boy's neck with one hand, lifting and shaking him.Mo Wanqing only felt that a blur in front of his eyes brought a person onto his shoulder.

Big embarrassment!

"You! Let me down!"

This posture is too embarrassing, if someone passes by here, he can't speak clearly even with ten mouths.After the old man Li's education, Mo Wanqing at this time already knows a little about human relations, and the experience of being "pursued" by men let him know a little about men and women.

Mo Wanqing's face made him not lack of troubles in this regard, but before he could use his fists to shut up others, but now he can only... hide. What happened to the Song family last time was scary enough, so he didn't want to just because of a Excitement took another life.

Mo Wanqing, who was also wary of men, would not defend himself against friends like Zou Jinchu. Whoever made this friend treat him too well, he would never have thought that he would be so nice to him...

"Zou Jinchu! Let me tell you, it's wrong for you to do this! This is called violating...ethics!"

What he said while excited was all upside-down, which made Zou Jinchu laugh. This kid said he was simple and knew a lot. "Don't move, what are you thinking about, I'll help you apply the medicine."

Well, this misunderstanding is simple.It made Mo Wanqing unable to hold his head up for a while, and he didn't know whether being hypocritical like a little girl would lower his image with Zou Jinchu, he just felt that he was very ashamed.

Just now he was struggling like a little girl, and he was carried by this posture, it was very embarrassing, okay?

No matter how bad the young man was, the medicine still had to be applied, and the wound was re-bandaged neatly. It was already past dinner time, and it was already dark outside by this time.

"What should I do? If you mess it up, you'll miss dinner."

A certain unscrupulous person didn't think there was anything wrong with lying to children, he just wanted to see how the boy would react.In fact, how could such a large general's mansion lack the general's meals?Even if he does not eat, the kitchen will be prepared for him.

Mo Wanqing didn't follow the rules of this kind of big family, he was still like in the army, if he missed his meal, he would have nothing to eat.

"It's okay, we'll do it ourselves."

He said "we" instead of "I" alone, because he took it for granted that everyone should cook for themselves when there is no food to eat, which is not difficult.

Although his cooking is not very delicious, it is still possible to satisfy his hunger.

But Zou Jinchu frowned in embarrassment and said, "I can't."

He pretended to be so innocent, but actually wanted to tease him. Anyway, he didn't believe that the boy could cook by himself. It would be nice not to blow up the kitchen.

But obviously the general was wrong this time, Mo Wanqing nodded indifferently and said, "Then I will do it this time."

The straightforward promise caught him off guard, no way, such a violent kid can cook?Thinking about it feels inconsistent.

"what have I done?"

"Look, learn, and cook for me next time."

What an unexpected answer... I thought I could enjoy the service of a beautiful boy, but it was completely dismissed by the most bewildered boy.

Mo Wanqing really knows how to cook, it is due to his many years of living alone.Of course, it is impossible to eat out every day if you want to support your family. At least Mo Wanqing used to cook by himself when he was a student. When he joined the army and had more money, he gradually let go of cooking.