Soul Painter

"Even if you don't promise to help me, don't waste these 'head rice'."

Lin Senhao wiped the porridge that Gao Fan vomited on the quilt with a handkerchief, and then picked up the rice again into the bowl.

It was only then that Gao Fan noticed that the rice grains were all covered with small black spots. Well, he actually saw these black spots, but he just thought that there might be something wrong with the rice 100 years ago, the quality was poor, and the high People have always been less demanding about what they eat. When they are so hungry, even Chen Millet and rotten sesame can eat it.

But looking closely at this moment, Gao Fan suddenly realized that the black spots on these snow-white rice grains were regular, as if they were eyes, nose and mouth. Nodding at him, or shaking his head, or sighing, or crying, thousands of faces, Zhang Zhang is different.

"This thing..." Gao Fan has a lot of experience, he was not frightened, but a little disgusted and worried, he looked at Lin Senhao: "It can't be made by a living person, right?"

"Of course not. This is a mysteriously catalyzed grain, which has the effect of curing all diseases and eliminating all worries. It looks like a human being." Lin Senhao explained, adding that he was still picking up rice grains. "Very precious, this bowl is equivalent to a month's salary for the youth army."

"It's not just like a human." Gao Fan looked at the rice again, his occult attainments were very high, and if he looked carefully, he could see the signs behind these 'grains of rice', which meant one thing, "This is quite In a secondary race related to humans."

"You are very good at mysticism now." Lin Senhao praised, "The great creation of a great being who calls himself 'Yanhuang', he created a plant group out of thin air in this era, some living food, through planting methods. "

Gao Fan was silent for a while, even he was a little shocked.

This way of creating life simply subverts his cognition of the great existence.

How could it be possible to do such a thing... create life, create races, plant races that exist specifically to be eaten?

What has the great beings tossed about in 1920?

"So, do you feel better?" Lin Senhao asked Gao Fan.

Indeed, after drinking this bowl of Rentou rice, Gao Fan was filled with heat, a kind of energy nourishing his body and soul. Gao Fan's illness is a terminal illness, and at this moment, he also feels that he has obtained a long-lost health.

"It's much better~" Gao Fan moved his wrist and gained strength.

"Can you draw?" Lin Senhao asked.

"If you think too much, I'm really a waste." Gao Fan sighed, "When I make a move, I will harm a country at light, and ruin an era at worst. You expect me to think too much."

"You are too modest." Lin Senhao smiled and looked at Gao Fan, "In 1920, we were not afraid of calamity and ruin. This era has been fragmented, and everyone lives in irreparable despair and fear. If you can smash it into pieces, Building, every human being should be grateful to you."

Haha~ Gaofan is not smiling.

"The health provided by the head rice is time-effective." Lin Senhao said, "If you want to recover, you can only get the Jasper Lama in Peiping City."

Ok? Gao Fan looked at Lin Senhao.

…

Peiping City was looming in the rain.

It is like a huge haze mountain that stretches for hundreds of meters.

Looking at it from a distance will make people fall into a kind of bone-eroding fatigue, let alone approaching it. Once approached, even the elite scouts protected by the mysterious will of the youth army will sink as they approach this city. To a state of stupor, this is a mysterious infection and the strongest barrier to Peiping City.

During this period of time, the youth army's garrison has advanced for dozens of miles. The garrison is located at a high position. Every youth army can see the Peiping City in front of him, which seems to be in a nightmare.

This is the old lair of the Beiyang Army.

Just break through here.

The Beiyang Army will be wiped out.

The revolution is complete.

The common people can live a good life.

Although this logical relationship is too simple and direct, it is true that most of the youth army thinks like this.

At this moment, the youth army also came to visit.

Song Zhongdao and Jiang Zhiqing sat in Lin Senhao's 'handsome tent'.

Song Zhongdao has a good tea art and is making tea.

The hot air rose up and steamed on his glasses. Song Zhongdao took off his glasses and wiped them, put them on again, and said to the two in front of him, "Mr. Sun called the two his two walls of civil and military. Gathering together, it's worth a big show, and today I will serve the two of you with tea instead of wine."

Jiang Zhiqing, a skinny young man in a Chinese tunic suit, put a teacup in his hands and said to Song Zhongdao, "I am ashamed," and said to Lin Senhao, "I'll give you a toast to Lin Shuai."

Lin Senhao also picked up the teacup, but only played with one hand. At this moment, he was wearing a military uniform and a military cap. He looked like he was going to wear it all the time. ', but he didn't drink, he just laughed.

After laughing, Lin Senhao looked up at the two opposite, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that there are two heroes in my hometown, one is Nan Qiaofeng and the other is Bei Murong."

Song Zhongdao and Jiang Zhiqing looked at each other, a little puzzled, but after all, they were in the youth army, and the so-called people were under the eaves, Song Zhongdao agreed: "These two are called north and south together, and they must be two. Heroes and heroes."

"It's not like that. One of the heroes, a bear, and that Nan Qiaofeng also famously said, 'I am a good boy, Qiao Feng, who is as famous as you are'." Lin Senhao said.

This curse was a bit harsh.

Jiang Zhiqing's color changed immediately.

Song Zhongdao also frowned: "Lin Shuai, also a revolutionary army, your words are a bit too much..."

"Excessive what?" Lin Senhao said indifferently, "Is it more than two people who escaped from Beiping City with the blood of thousands of young people as a stepping stone?"

"Lin Shuai, the revolution will inevitably bleed, and we also regret the sacrifices of those young people, but if we don't escape from Beiping City, who will pass on the information that Yuan Xiangcheng is a Jasper Lama? This information is very important, and Zhiqing and I are also reserved for it. Useful body, in order to achieve the great cause of revolution, you should understand Lin Shuai." Song Zhongdao said with a sigh.

"I don't understand." Lin Senhao's expression was cold, "I only know that the two of you are not the people I can put my back on on the battlefield."

The talks broke up unhappily.

Song Zhongdao and Jiang Zhiqing's true intentions were not spoken, and they had no chance to speak.

In fact, the two of them were entrusted by Sun Yixian to persuade Lin Senhao to return to the teacher, but before they could speak, they were blocked by Lin Senhao. The task was not completed, and it was not easy to leave. Youth camp.

Even in the face of Peiping City, which is like a magic cave, the youth army is still elite, and the soldiers on patrol are all high-spirited. , rushing up and down on the playground outside the camp, killing the sky.

"A brave teacher." Song Zhongdao sighed, "Mr. Sun often said that without Lin Senhao, the revolutionary army would not be what it is today."

"The military power that is not in the absolute control of the revolutionaries is not necessarily a good thing. Looking at it now, Lin Senhao has become a big deal. Except for Mr. Sun, he doesn't listen to anyone else's words." Jiang Zhiqing said sympathetically, "Even Mr. Jiang, it's hard to command him now."

Hearing this, Song Zhongdao glanced at Jiang Zhiqing. Although Song Zhongdao had a broad heart, he felt unhappy when he said this. As a revolutionary veteran who has come all the way from the Tongmenghui, Song Zhongdao's qualifications in the revolutionary army, It was only slightly inferior to Sun Yat-sen, who was beaten by Lin Senhao with a gun and a stick. It would be a lie to say that he was not angry.

"In order to make him obedient, we have to teach him a lesson." Jiang Zhiqing said, "The youth army goes deep into the enemy's rear alone, and the ordnance supplies are all transported from the rear..."

Speaking of which, Jiang Zhiqing stopped talking.

Song Zhongdao immediately frowned, "This is not right, how can there be mutual constraints among the revolutionaries."

"It's not a restriction, it's just a threat. If not, how could Lin Senhao retreat?" Jiang Zhiqing said.

Song Zhongdao moved.

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