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The little girl was still talking about what happened in school, muttering, chattering, upside-down, Su Xiangli suddenly scared her with a straight face: "Yingying, do you know that the number of things a person can say in a lifetime is limited," If you finish talking now, you will become dumb in the future."

Lu Zhengkang was shocked again, what a vicious woman!

The little girl stopped talking, but Su Xiangli didn't mean to stop, "Yingying, you see, adults generally don't talk to you much. It's not that we don't like you, but we just want to save the balance of talking. Tell you what is useful instead of the useless, do you know?"

Lu Zhengkang no longer resisted, and put his arms around his chest, and Su Sharon lazily put him in his arms again.

Just listen to what she can say to coax people.

The little girl still didn't speak, Su Xiangli worried that she was scared, and asked quickly: "Yingying, why don't you speak?"

Sun Ying suffocated a sentence: "I, save."

"Hahahahaha!" Su Xiangli laughed wildly, "Yes, you save, but when do you plan to say it after saving?"

Sun Ying snorted, "If you think about your elder brother, just talk about it, if you don't want to, let's not talk about it."

Lu Zhengkang smiled, while Su Xiangli continued to laugh wildly, "Well, what do you want to tell your brother?"

"It's gone today. I'll talk about it next Tuesday. I will write it down first and read it to you then."

"Hahaha, okay, then you can call Dad."

The smile on Lu Zhengkang's face suddenly solidified.

The four of the old Lu's family were standing by the phone. When Lu Jiande heard his son want to talk to him, he hurriedly moved to the phone, "Zhengkang, how are you doing over there?"

The relationship between Lu Zhengkang and Lu Jiande's father and son cannot be counted as twists and turns, but it is not all smooth sailing.From small to large, he has been steady and stable, his father is kind and filial, but since the AI ​​lover incident happened, he suddenly became embarrassed.

Lu Jiande does not blame his son. Lu Zhengkang also knows that his father is still that father, mature and stable and a little naive. If it were not for this naivety, he would not fall in love with an artificial intelligence.

The worry-free life of modern people allows everyone to develop a polite and generosity, and the rigid and rigid life rules make people repressively full of emotions. The seven-year itch is entrenched in every adult’s heart. Just stay a little spark.The emergence and success of OS-Lover is by no means accidental, but developers have seen the kind of universal lack of humanity in society.

As a kind of privacy emotion that cannot be placed on the table, the relationship between old father Lu Jiande and Lii is like a bad magazine, usually hidden tightly, and it is better to say that everyone is an adult, and there is no way to get through. Kan, it was too embarrassing to be discovered by his son and daughter.

At that time, Lu Jiande was only one step away from social death, but when he recalled it later, he still couldn't bear to look back.

Of course, you can't blame anyone for this kind of thing. Lu Jiande and Lu Zhengkang don't talk very often now, but they know that their son became a civil servant at a young age. There is no joy in the father's heart, only fear and care.

Su Xiangli had long seen the awkwardness of the Lu family's father and son. In fact, she also had such a mess in her own family, but because of the different family styles of the two families, the handling methods cannot be generalized.

Lu Zhengkang stared at Su Xiangli, but it was useless.

"Dad, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you a little bit."

Lu Zhengkang yelled in his heart: I rely on it!So nauseous!There is no such thing as a father and son!

Speaking of the friendship between father and son, Lu Zhengkang looks back on his past. It seems that this life is not going well.

That sad feeling is endless.

When Su Xiangli Wensheng talked to Lu Jiande, he was a little choked with a big man. In the end, he only said repeatedly, "You have to behave yourself. Be safe and be careful. No matter what you do, you must work hard." "These three sentences.

After finishing the conversation, the deer girl leaned on the straight chest of the young man Su, and suddenly giggled, "Su Su, thank you."

"What are you polite to me."

"Then next time I will call Uncle Su Quanting like this."

"..."

Chapter 564 Slavery

June 5, 2093.

Last night, Lu and Su slept peacefully and did not switch their bodies back. Therefore, during the game, Lu Zhengkang was still on the back of Yaktiq's horse.

Although it was still the same time, Lu Zhengkang's mood was quite different.Think about the last few months when I was here, I was struggling to climb science and technology, the progress was slow, and the speed of development was as fast as a turtle crawling with ants. This time I have already set the footsteps of magic science, and wait for myself to set the wizard's pattern. Reversed with the enchanting array several times, and added some private goods learned in the system. That was the day when his deer turned into a generation of alchemy and enchanting masters.

The enchanting formation map is nothing more than that, for the time being, it can only be used to upgrade the infrastructure of the Hound Mountain Flying Face Fort. The wizard spell pattern is great. With alchemy, it can directly turn the Guardian into a superman.

The escorts never expected that their pope had devised a plan in his mind with just a dazed effort to turn these sergeants into complete tool men.

All the way drove the slaves slowly towards the Hound Mountain, these preparatory hard laborers and holy city residents who were scared by the escort army, tied a hand with a rope, can string a large string.There were more than a thousand people, and no one actually resisted, and no one fled. Every time there was a commotion, they didn’t wait for the sergeant of the Guardian to suppress them, and there were older prisoners to comfort everyone. In this way, so many days of travel did not take place. What's wrong.

Sometimes things like people are no different from sheep.

The escort army carried enough food and grass, and people could eat horses and chew for half a year, but there must be a huge gap to distribute to the more than 1,000 prisoners, so they all hunted down some hapless wild animals.

Usually a rabbit is chopped up and added ten kilograms of water, and when the stew is cooked, a handful of rice grabbed from the village of the captives is sprinkled, and a handful of scoured salt is constantly added to the pot when it is divided. Meat porridge can be divided into nearly a hundred bowls, which is called taking it for the people and using it for the people.

The escorts eat three meals a day, and the captives two meals a day. It depends on whether there are wild animals on the way today, otherwise they might be able to drink a bowl of gruel at night.

When the escort army plundered the population, it threw the old, the weak and the disabled to fend for themselves in the local area. The remaining youths and juveniles were not spared and all were taken away with the army.

Every time a fire is built, the captives will give the first few pots of soup to children, pregnant women and hunger. This part of the soup is at least thicker, which can more or less make up for the loss of the long march, and the latter half of the soup In fact, it is not very different from hot water. No matter how strong people are, they can’t stand a month of clear soup and water, not to mention the cold winter, the cold and biting cold, the slaves’ figures quickly become thinner. At first glance, there are many skinny people in the team.

Lu Zhengkang has no pity for such a tragic situation, how can he make the prisoners eat and drink enough?Isn't that to rebel?If you are full of energy and energetic, if you are energetic, you will be active.

Lu Zhengkang greeted the Norton priest, "Look at this journey, you will be able to return to Hound Mountain tomorrow at noon, and there is still one day away. Tonight, you have enough food to reward the sergeants, and secondly, let the unbelievers eat. Half full, don’t fall on the night before going home."

Reverend Norton nodded as he should, and when he turned around, he spread the news. The escorts laughed for a while, and when they were notified to the group of prisoners, there was only silence.

The older, prestigious slaves looked around, looked at their bewildered companions, and smiled, "Look, I said it a long time ago, the hard days will pass, and it will be fine to live in a new territory. At that time we will have enough food to eat and houses, just like before."

"Are you going home?"

The children looked up at their parents, their hands were also tied up. Because of their height difference, they were always hung up and held up halfway. Many of the children’s arms had become purple, their wrists were worn out, and the hemp rope was dyed. It was bloody and the constant pain made them extremely scared. Now when they asked such words, there seemed to be light flashing in their eyes. The parents hugged the children tightly, gently stroked their dry hair, and whispered. : "Yes, it will be here soon."

I don’t know who laughed first. Soon, the laughter spread out like water waves. For a while, some of the captives cried, some yelled, the youth stood blankly, the children were cheerful, innocent, and older men and women. Carefully observe the blue-armored knights not far away. These cruel and crazy religious warriors are now relaxed and galloping, cheering back and forth.

That night, in the Peiquan Plain, less than ten miles away from Hound Mountain, the escort army set up a stove. Lu Zhengkang asked the sergeants to clear an open space and light up huge bonfires. The captives were sitting around the fire. I came over to scoop the dinner with a soup bucket and wooden spoon. This meal was full of weight. The thick rice milk floated with minced meat and oil stars. Although it was still bland, in the eyes of these suffering people, it was already a rare delicacy.

The sergeants comforted the captives: "When you arrive in the holy city, you will have the sacrament. The noodles are very generous."

Lu Zhengkang stood on a riverside terrace overlooking the four fields. Looking north, the dark rocky mountains and peaks are all clustered, stretching west to east, looking endless, and the horizon is slightly concave in the arc, slightly like a crescent. Envelop this beautiful and graceful alluvial plain.

Familiar stars in the sky, a sour Milky Way lay across, the cold stars and moons made the night sky with sparse clouds blue, and a little hazy white remained in the western sky, but it made the night darker and darker.

With his bright eyes, Lu Zhengkang could not see through the cold, slightly undulating wasteland after sunset, the triangular pile of black firewood burning orange sparks, like fungus after rain, attached to the surface of the wood, in the air Floating and wagging in the middle, like water chestnut, the fine light seemed to have a warm aroma, enveloping a charming warm circle seven or eight feet outside the campfire, and the captives circled the border of light and shadow with the rope on their wrists. .

Everyone's face was shrouded in red light like a mask, and their faces were no longer distinct. It seemed that at this moment, the memory had melted.

The cold wind blew low from the four fields, and Lu Zhengkang heard the breathing sounds of the escort army and the slaves while they were dining, and Ye Xing brightened up, as if the sky was slightly lowered.

The Norton priest came gently behind Lu Zhengkang and took the wool felt specially provided by the court of Totin and gave the pope around the shoulders of the battle armor.

"Xiamen, rest early."