Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 309 Prelude

Late at night.

The city lord's mansion was quiet.A large number of soldiers stationed here for a hundred days have returned to the camp for a little repair.

Although this body is already a living dead, various necessary activities become less necessary.

But they still retain the habits of living, active during the day, rest at night, and food.It seems to be no different from living people.

Of course, some guys don't feel like they're dead either.

"Hahaha—" The soldier standing on the left side of the door yawned earnestly, wiping away the tears that didn't exist from the corners of his eyes.

"So sleepy, when will the shift change guy come." The soldier had a rather handsome face, neatly dressed, and very elegant patterns on the edges of the lining. The way he yawned was unexpectedly elegant and lazy.Kind of like a little boy.

Sure enough, someone (corpse) immediately disliked him.

"Heh! The young master is the young master. He is really squeamish. Even if he is dead, he should wear neat and clean clothes and sleep on a bed with a fresh pattern."

"Have you forgotten that you're dead? No sleep, no food. Of course, no yawning."

He snorted coldly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm used to pretending things."

It was the soldier on the right who spoke.He didn't even turn his head to look at each other when he spoke, as if dismissive.

The two were fellow monks who came in at the same time, died at the same exchange conference, and then ended up in this place.Originally, these two guys should be the same as Qin Ming and Tong Ning, as good as the brothers.

However, the same rice raises hundreds of people.These two don't look at each other, they fought when they were in the sect, and after they died, they came here to fight.He couldn't stand him being pampered, and he would show off when he died, and he couldn't stand his malicious tongue spraying indiscriminately.

It's just that they don't know what kind of luck they are, and they get together every time they do things.

Look, this time it's another crash-like coincidence.One was the left guard for the gate, and the other was the right guard.

Every night, the two brothers always have to quarrel and turn the world upside down.This is not to make trouble again, the cause is just a small yawn.

The two of them continued their personal attacks as usual, until they knew they were both tired, so they stopped talking.

The one on the left, let's insist on calling him Brother Gongzi.Brother Young Master thinks it is very strange. Today's old enemy is very strange, and there is something wrong with him.

Although he was still picking on his own faults, even the arc of mockery at the corner of his mouth did not change.

But it's not the same.

Yes, those conversations are wrong.The old enemy likes to target him the most, and he has always hated him with cruel and inhuman tongues.

These unpleasant words carry sarcasm, ridicule, and contempt, and they are still digging up his scars, which makes people uncomfortable.He was very annoying, and he hated talking guys.

But the old nemesis was a little off today.If he was still taunting like that, he was still digging up his scars, but with warmth.

Warm, complicated, nostalgic, reluctant... The emotions that flashed by were too complicated, and the young master couldn't discern the true emotions of his old enemy at all.

The son-in-law has always been slow and not smart. He has never understood the thoughts of his senior brother, nor what the other party is thinking.

They are from the same sect, and they are from the same sect under the same master, but they are not always right.The other side always hurt him with that sharp mouth, even in front of his father.

The son-in-law once complained to his father and master aggrievedly, but he was stupidly dismissed. The "atrocities" are still going on, and the son-in-law gradually learns to confront the opponent and find his way back.

He also started to hate each other.

Mingming... Mingming once liked it so much.

When they fell into such a situation together by accident, the relationship between the two has not changed, and they are still fighting every day.

In the eyes of Brother Gongzi, the other party has never changed.He hated each other as much as he hated him.

But the boundaries were broken, just tonight.

The other party showed different emotions in front of him.Brother Gongzi felt very uncomfortable. He had been dead for a long time, and his heart that had not been beating for many years was a little itchy.

He was a little overwhelmed, eager to do something to break this weird mood.The other party should not be like this. What happened and what made him change?

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere in the air, the young master asked angrily, "Why isn't the guy who took over yet?"

The other party did not answer.It was deadly silent and didn't look at him.

Brother Young Master murmured to himself: "I don't know where they went? Why do I always feel that there are fewer and fewer guys in the camp, and several loud voices have disappeared. Recently, the camp has become much quieter."

"Wouldn't it be so bad, was it killed by the rebels? Impossible. The big fat man next door just came back yesterday, and he boasted to me how many rebels he killed."

"He should be resting today. But why has he disappeared all day?"

Actively became a son-in-law.He didn't seem to want anyone to answer, just simply asking questions.The series of questions was urgent and fast, as if to cover up the panic inside.

Another soldier did not answer.He didn't make a sound after the initial sarcasm, he was tense, as if he was holding back some emotion.

……

"You still know. Soon..." The zombie who had been silent for a long time murmured.

The voice was so soft that he could hardly hear him clearly.He was a little stunned by the other party's unintelligible words.

A black shadow slowly fell from a distance and walked towards the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Because he was confused by the other party's speechless words and wanted to ask clearly, he was suddenly pulled by the other party.

When he reacted, he had already been thrown to the ground by his old enemy, who ran to the front, nervous and didn't know what he was looking at.

The son-in-law was knocked to the ground.In a blur, he saw a dark shadow in front of his brother, which looked like a humanoid.

"Who is it?" Brother Gongzi felt his soul jump, and he didn't know why he had such a reaction.

who is it?Rebels?Or yourself?Why did you come to the City Lord's Mansion at this time?
He didn't care about the account that was thrown by his old enemy, got up, and wanted to walk to the shadow.

"do not come."

For some reason, the younger brother's footsteps stopped.Why should he listen to the other party?Thinking about it, his feet started to move again.

Seemingly aware of his younger brother's restlessness, the zombie standing in front of the shadow shouted, "Zhao'er, be obedient!"

The son-in-law was stunned.

Zhao'er is his nickname.His father liked to call him that.But no one had called him that since he came here, and he knew he would never hear it again.

The man in front of him had never called him that before.

Brother Gongzi was choked, his left foot was frozen, and then he slowly retreated.

　Prelude to the third perspective
　　
　
(End of this chapter)