"Sir, how are you?"

When Li Chi entered the door, he saw Mr. Li lying on the wooden bed in a daze. His arms were wrapped around his neck with bandages. Yesterday, he refused the medical officer to treat him, and he bandaged it himself.

Perhaps in Mr. Li's heart, he always has a gap with the world. If you really want to tell me, he and the dead person are on the same road.

So, he was sad.

But people like Mr. Li don’t even want others to see sadness.

When Li Chi entered the door, Mr. Li smiled and shook his head and said, "Fortunately, my arm is broken, I can only cultivate for a while."

Li Chi nodded and put the injured medicine on the table: "Mr. Chen gave me the medicine, she said she didn't dare to come and disturb her, so she asked me to bring the medicine here."

Mr. Li smiled and said, "Okay."

He knew Chen Ruzhan, but if he had to calculate it carefully, he would not know which generation of disciple Chen Ruzhan should be his.

Many of the female disciples in Yunyin Mountain are now in Shenyi Hall, and they have saved many people, so in a sense, this can also be regarded as Mr. Li's merit.

If people can really accumulate virtue by doing good deeds.

Perhaps because he saw that Li Chi didn't know how to comfort him, Mr. Li smiled and said, "A person like me is far more free and easy than you think."

Li Chi knew, but he knew even more that free and easy is not ruthless. People who seem free and easy actually have more delicate thoughts.

Because Li Chi is a free and easy person in the eyes of others.

"Do you know any amazing people?"

Mr. Li deliberately changed the subject.

But after I finished speaking, I realized that the topic had not changed at all, but instead entered the matter again.

Li Chi nodded: "I know someone, but I'm not in the camp. I've sent someone to invite him."

He was talking about Fang Zhuhou, a person who seemed to be very free and easy, but also a person who was full of sadness.

I don’t know what’s wrong. The more I stand on a high point, the more sad the person will be.

There may not be anyone in this world who stands at an absolutely high place and is absolutely happy. If there are, then this person is really happy and enviable.

"Very strong?"

Mr. Li asked.

Li Chi replied: "I can't see clearly."

If you can't see clearly, you will naturally be very strong, because Li Chi himself has reached the height where he can see the strength of most people clearly.

Nowadays, this person who can stand higher than Li Chi is only a handful of people who can stand higher than Li Chi, is a matter of fact.

"That's good."

Mr. Li replied, then closed his eyes, and Li Chi sat there, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a long time, Mr. Li closed his eyes and said, "Can you...bury him with great burial?"

Li Chi nodded: "I have arranged it."

Mr. Li smiled but did not open his eyes: "Thank you."

After Li Chi nodded, the two of them fell into silence again.

It was a long time later, Mr. Li said: "If you become an emperor in the future, please do the word fair as much as possible. Some people become bad. In fact, it is not that they are very bad in themselves, but that they may lead to psychological imbalance in certain environments."

Li Chi understands what Mr. Li means. People of his background can better understand the helplessness in Mr. Li's words.

"I will do my best."

He answered quickly, although he didn't talk much.

Mr. Li smiled and said, "I like the word Ning... An Ning, long-lasting. If everyone has the word Ning in this life, it would be a lot of circles.

What a happy thing."

Li Chi nodded: "I like it very much, too."

Next came silence again.

I don’t know how long it took, Li Chi stood up and said, “Sir, have a good rest. I’ll go to the camp first. There are still some military affairs to be done. The Yongzhou army seems to be preparing to cross the river.”

Mr. Li nodded: "Go, I don't have to worry here. If you have experienced more things than others, you will know that many times, people don't need company, they just need to lie quietly for a while."

Li Chi leaned over and said, "Disciple leaves."

After leaving the room, he couldn't help but let out a heavy breath. He was a person who had experienced so many things, but just tried to feel the sadness in Mr. Li's mood. In just a moment, he felt like he was about to suffocate.

Why does Mr. Li always travel?

That's because if he stops in a place for too long, he will miss it.

Only by constantly walking around and constantly looking at the fresh things in this world can he make his heart less sad.

I don’t know if this is considered a hidden bell or a self-deception, but what can Mr. Li do?

When Li Chi returned to the camp, he saw that the four thousand-dollar soldiers were cooperating with the training of the unparalleled attack.

When he killed Qilu before, four Qianbans shot out an iron spear with the huge bow. Li Chi knew very well that no one in the world could handle it.

Li Chi thought for a while and turned to the baggage camp.

When he entered the camp, he saw Zhen Gen, the junior brother of the Knife Gate, who was taking people to count food and supplies. When he saw Li Chi, Zhen Gen hurried over to take over.

The senior brothers in the Hangdao Sect have now been assigned to work in the logistics side. The senior brother Jia Ruan stayed in Youzhou and is now the top leader of Youzhou.

Li Chi promised Jia Ruan that he would not let his brothers take too much risk, so he arranged them all in the rear, and only Zhen Gen insisted on following the army.

"Master."

Zhen Gen ran over and said with a smile: "What does the lord need?"

Li Chi smiled and said, "I think of a good thing, I want the blacksmiths to try it out."

Zhen Gen hurriedly led Li Chi to the baggage camp and summoned craftsmen to forge and repair weapons.

According to Li Chi's idea, they burned a iron gun red, and then stretched the front end a little, which was very sharp.

Then continue to heat and burn red, and twist the front end of the iron gun into a twisted shape. This is not very difficult and will be done soon.

Li Chi saw that there was an open space in the baggage camp and there were a few trees, so he didn't go back, so he ordered someone to invite Gao Xining and the four Qianbans to come over and take their big bow.

In fact, when Li Chi asked someone to forge the spiral gun, Zhen Gen understood what Li Chi meant, because that bow was made by Gao Xining.

Soon, Gao Xining brought people over.

Li Chi smiled and said, "I want to see how powerful you are when you cooperate with this bow."

He pointed to a big tree in the distance, holding a thick hug: "Try it with your iron spear first."

Fang Xidao monk Qingzhu and the others looked at each other, then stood in place, and the four of them fired a shot reasonably.

The iron spear roared out and poked on the big tree with a bang. Its strength was so powerful that it directly penetrated the tree, but the gun rod failed to penetrate and got stuck in the big tree.

Even so, how terrifying this power is is already obvious. How much resistance is such a thick tree?

Li Chi pointed to the spiral gun he had just made: "Try this."

Fang Xidao and four others tried with a spiral gun again. This time, the gun not only penetrated the tree, but also flew out for a short distance. Although the speed slowed down a lot, it was comparable.

Using an iron gun has improved a lot.

"Zhen Gen."

Li Chi smiled and said, "You are smart, think about how to increase your power."

Zhen Gen responded: "I'll go and think about it."

They went to study how to increase the power of the cooperation of these four people, and Li Chi and Gao Xining walked side by side to the front of the camp.

Gao Xining asked: "How is Mr. Li?"

Li Chi shook his head: "Not good."

Gao Xining slowly breathed: "It will definitely be bad... This is no different from having to attack the same countryside. It should be even more sad."

Both of them could understand Mr. Li's sorrow, but they had no way to comfort and resolve it.

Many things are not helpful, and they can only be digested slowly by themselves. In the adult world, sometimes they can only rely on themselves.

All the empathy is just a simple taste.

At the same time, in the Yongzhou Army Camp.

The Holy Master stood in front of a new tomb and was silent. Qilu did not come back as agreed, so he judged that Qilu was dead. Not long after, he received the news that he saw a man chasing someone on the other side, and many people were chasing someone. The man was cut off from his limbs and died, which was extremely tragic.

The holy master at this moment seemed so calm, but he was even dragging a chill in his breath.

Han Feibao didn't dare to step forward and watched from a distance.

After a long time, the saint turned around and walked back: "Drain the grave."

Han Feibao and others were shocked and did not understand what the Holy Master meant.

"A empty grave is meaningless. He doesn't like this, and there is no one to pay tribute to me..."
To be continued...