General, Madam Called You To Farm

   Chapter 512 The ghost is coming (two more)

   Werokuro asked, "Could it be that I lost my memory? To be honest, I also forgot a lot of things!"

   Wei Ting asked, "What did you forget?"

   "I'm going to remember and call it forgetting?"

   "Then how do you know you forgot?"

   "I... stinky boy! Should I be more focused at this time? Do you want to die!"

   Werokuro raised his left arm and blocked the opponent's long sword. If it were his own arm, it would have been broken seventeen or eight times.

   The other party glanced at Wei Liulang's arm strangely, and seemed a little curious and a little interested.

   Wei Liulang's scalp numb: "It's over, he wants to grab my arm!"

   Wei Ting made a decisive decision and took out the iron bell in Wei Liulang's arms.

   The moment he saw the iron bell, the other party's body paused.

   Wei Ting took the opportunity and knocked him out with a stick!

   "Little Seven!" Wei Liulang was dissatisfied.

"I can't die." Wei Ting threw the stick in his hand and looked at the man who fell to the ground with a complicated expression, "Sixth brother, as we said, no matter who comes back, no matter what the elder brother becomes, he is still the same. It's our brother."

   "I know." Elkuro said.

   Xiu Nu was a dead man, and he knew the ghost, and the ghost was very likely to be a dead man.

   In this regard, he has already made enough psychological preparations.

   As for which brother, none of them is easier to give up.

   "Check the goods...cough." Wei Ting cleared his throat, squatted down and said, "I mean, check your brother, check your body."

   A drunk man was holding a jug and wandering drunkenly in the street.

   When passing an alley, he glanced inadvertently and saw two big men squatting on the ground picking up another man's clothes.

   He was terrified!

  I rely on it!

  The world is going down!

  Wei Ting turned his head, gave him a cold look, his neck shrank, and he ran away in despair!

   "Huh? Where's his iron bell?" Wei Liulang touched his waist for a long time without touching it.

   "Here." Wei Ting took it out of his arms.

   After careful inspection, they were a little disappointed.

   does look a lot like their iron bell, but... there is no lettering in it.

   is not my brother's iron bell.

  The two did not want to give up.

   "Look at the face again," said Werokuro.

   Wei Ting touched his face and behind his ears: "Except the tattoos are fake, there is no trace of disguise, this is his own face."

   The two were silent.

   After a long while, Wei Liulang said: "I knew it wasn't so smooth. We just got the clue of the elder brother, and the elder brother came to us... We were greedy."

  Wei Ting did not speak.

   It's not that they are greedy, it's that they want their brothers to live too much, it doesn't matter if they become dead soldiers, even if they don't remember them, as long as they live... as long as they live!

  Wei Ting's hand was tightly drawn into a fist.

   Wei Liulang couldn't help being pessimistic: "Perhaps, Ghost is not a brother, he just has the same iron bell, this iron bell..."

Wei Ting said firmly: "No, this kind of iron bell is specially made, and it can't be sold on the market in the capital, let alone in the Western Jin Dynasty so far away. And the way Xiu Nu looked at me, it was clearly through me. Whoever you are. Even if you fail this time, there will be another time, the next time you will fail, and the next time, you will fail a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand words, and you must not give up.”

   To find his elder brother, even if he exhausted his life.

   Wei Liulang looked at Wei Ting and suddenly realized that he was no longer the younger brother who always let him protect him when he was a child.

   The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the stubbornness in his bones.

   "Then what do we do now?" Wei Rokuro asked.

   "Leave first." Wei Ting said.

   "I'm afraid... I won't be able to leave." Wei Liulang glanced behind Wei Ting.

   Wei Ting turned his head.

   Mo Xie held the ring-head knife and looked at the two of them with a cold expression.

   Wei Ting said calmly: "I will come with you, and I will explain it to your Highness."

  …

  In the brightly lit attic, the Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty and Wei Ting sat opposite the table.

   "...That's what happened." After Wei Ting explained the incident, he put two iron bells on the table, one was pulled from the man, and the other belonged to Wei Liulang.

   The only thing he didn't mention was Wei Liulang's identity, only that he was the guard of the family.

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty asked, "So there are still people alive in your Wei family?"

"Yes."

   "You suspect that he is a ghost, one of your brothers?"

   "That's right."

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty said lightly: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. He is not a ghost. How much do you know about ghosts?"

   Wei Ting said truthfully: "I don't know much."

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty said: "Gui Hor is the most powerful dead man in the Western Jin Dynasty, and also the most feared person by all the dead men."

   Wei Ting heard a clue: "His Royal Highness has seen him?"

   An uninhibited smile appeared in the eyes of the Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty: "I saw him once, I was a little interested in him, but unfortunately, he is not interested in being my face."

   Wei Ting laughed dryly.

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty said, "This iron bell did come from Ghost Horror at first, and the rest of the dead were just imitating Ghost Horror."

   Ghosts wear iron bells, and they also wear iron bells.

   Ghosts do not let anyone touch the iron bell, so they also regard it as a taboo.

   Ghosts are their gods, and what gods do is right.

  Wei Ting: "…"

   Do the dead also like to follow suit? Couldn't fix him.

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty gave Wei Ting a deep look: "If what you meet today is a ghost, you won't be alive to see me."

   After a pause, she asked, "Are you sure Ghost is your brother?"

   Wei Ting said: "The possibility is very high."

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty raised her eyebrows: "I think you'd better pray that he is not."

   Wei Ting puzzled: "Why?"

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty looked at Wei Ting and said, "The dead man has no previous experience. Everyone who becomes a dead man will forget the past, and he will not remember you."

   Wei Ting didn't care: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember."

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty said indifferently: "What if he came to kill you? It doesn't matter? A brother who kills you, do you too?"

   "Yes." Wei Ting replied without hesitation.

  The Empress of the Western Jin Dynasty suddenly smiled softly: "What an interesting person, it's a pity, being alone doesn't take people's favor."

   Wei Ting said sternly: "Can I consider it as an alliance with His Highness today?"

  The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty smiled: "It's not certain, you Da Zhou are indeed more interesting than Bei Yan, but in the end, you and Helian Ye can only survive one, right?"

   She stood up.

  Mo Xie opened the door for her.

   She came to the door, turned to Wei Ting and said, "I only ally with winners."

  In the quiet pavilion, the empress of the Western Jin Dynasty drank flower tea gracefully.

  Mo Xie came up: "Wei Ting has left the inn, I watched him walk away."

   "You can come out." The Queen of the Western Jin Dynasty said without looking up.

  A man in a black cloak quietly walked out from behind the rockery, with a real tattoo on his face.

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   (end of this chapter)