Nine Star Burden

Six Hundred and Fourteen Bonfire Dinner

Under the bright starry sky, beside the flowing river.

A bonfire was burning, the flames soaring into the sky, crackling, and sparks flying out.

On this huge bonfire, a giant ghost tiger wearing a wooden branch was being constantly turned and grilled. Outside the bonfire, there were men and women wearing dark combat uniforms sitting in a circle.

The atmosphere of such a bonfire dinner was far better than Jiang Xiao imagined. Due to the characteristics of the Night Watch Army, Jiang Xiao naturally regarded them as a group of taciturn, quiet and boring men and women.

Erwei is a typical example. I think she also guided the two children in this direction when she was leading the apprentices in Eye Mountain. Of course, the Night Watch Army must be able to withstand loneliness and endure loneliness.

But I don’t know if it was a meeting of old friends, but the atmosphere at today’s bonfire dinner was so lively.

It is said that everyone who is able to come is here, including those who are off duty and those who are not on duty.

A tattered guitar, and a soldier who always interrupted his playing and singing because he wanted to drink, actually made Jiang Xiao feel emotional.

Jiang Xiao is not as emotional as Fang Xingyun, but this picture is indeed wonderful.

Under the vast stars, among the fireflies flying all over the sky, the bonfire light shines on the faces of the soldiers. There will always be people who join in the singing and follow the singing, and there will always be people who are secretly lost in thought and bury their heads in silence.

Jiang Xiao was like a person admiring an oil painting, standing far away beside the slowly flowing river.

The soldier holding the guitar looked to be about 30 years old. He was a little drunk and his eyes were blurred. He held the wine bag in his hand and raised his head to take a sip of wine, but it was snatched away by his companions on the side.

He smiled heartily, touched the water stain on his mouth, and continued the unfinished song:

"In the morning and evening, I pick up a glass of wine. I am lonely after the wind and rain. Do you have an intoxicating smile? The wild geese fly over and the chrysanthemums are placed in my head."

At the bonfire dinner for more than 20 people, there were mixed figures, but Jiang Xiao could still find Erwei easily.

At this time, she was sitting on the grass, leaning back slightly, holding her hands back on the grass, and arching one leg. Her narrow red eyes followed the passed wine bag and looked at each familiar figure.

The firelight illuminated her face, and in the melodious and beautiful song, she vaguely felt something and turned around.

Jiang Xiao withdrew his gaze in time, but saw a soldier staggering towards him.

"The shadow of time is so long, and the past years are on my mind again, meat, meat! Don't grab it, haha!"

"Sing! Keep singing!"

"hurry up!"

Amid the bursts of cheers in the distance, the song continued: "In the sea of ​​​​people who come and go in the morning and evening, people from far away wave to you, drink here! Drink here!"

Jiang Xiao silently looked at the soldiers who came to him. He knew this man, Hou Zihou, who should be a captain-level figure.

Hou Zihou held a wine bag in his left hand and a dagger in his right hand, with a large piece of barbecue that had just been cut on it.

"Little brother, I haven't seen you for three days, so I put on a mask." Hou Zihou said with a soft smile.

"Thank you." Jiang Xiao said politely, but raised his palms in front of him to indicate that he would not eat.

Hou Zihou stood in front of Jiang Xiao and whispered: "I know she is very strict, but on this occasion, it's okay to eat a little secretly."

Jiang Xiao shook his head silently, looked at the man holding the guitar and loudly asking for a drink, and changed the subject: "It sounds good. What's his name?"

"Him?" Hou Zihou put the dagger to his mouth, tore off a strip of greased barbecue, and said, "Hou Yanhuan, the easiest person to choose."

Jiang Xiao: "Huh?"

"Haha, sir, here we all know what it means." Hou Zihou said with a smile, "I have been working with Yan Huan for 6 years, and I know what he is capable of. But I never knew he could sing, haha.

This guitar was specially borrowed from him. "

The intoxicating singing continued, even if it was a little out of tune, but the sound was really contagious and entered the chorus stage:

"You have to walk the road from north to south. You must never look back on the millions of roads. Where can you swim in the vast wind and rain? Let the water of the Yangtze River flow to the sky."

Jiang Xiao: "It's because you have too few entertainment activities."

Hou Zihou: "Yeah, that's right. Since I joined the Night Watch Army, I haven't participated in a bonfire night, right? The sir's call."

Jiang Xiao turned around and saw Erwei sitting on the grass in the distance. He raised his palms high and raised his hands in the direction of the two of them.

Hou Zihou smiled and said: "It's really strict. It hasn't changed at all. In order to avoid you being punished, I'd better leave. By the way."

Jiang Xiao: "What?"

Hou Zihou walked backward towards the bonfire, but he raised the wine bag in his hand and gave a slight greeting to Jiang Xiao: "World champion! Brothers, try your best!"

Behind the mask, Jiang Xiao smiled sheepishly and glanced over Hou Zihou's body. However, Jiang Xiao saw Erwei pointing at him specifically and hooking his hand.

Jiang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over.

"Beyond the mountains, there are green mountains and buildings outside. There are no more green hills and small buildings. Don't wait in front of the closed windows. The wild geese fly over and the chrysanthemums fill the building with fragrance."

Amidst the singing chorus of those people, Jiang Xiao came to Erwei and squatted down: "What?"

Erwei's face was red and smelled of alcohol: "You can eat meat."

Jiang Xiao was embarrassed to say that his mask was not real, but an illusion. The strength of the soldiers present are all above the standard line, so forget it.

When Erwei saw Jiang Xiao didn't respond, he looked to the other side, tapped the soldier holding the guitar with his chin, and said, "How is he?"

Jiang Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, I'm not familiar with it."

Erwei: "Go and try him."

Jiang Xiao: "Now? He is quite drunk."

Erwei leaned back again and leaned on the grass with her elbows. She looked up at Jiang Xiao. In her drunken state, her hoarse voice seemed to have softened a lot: "Then you should be gentle."

Taking advantage of others' danger?

Tsk tsk I like it!

"Listen, look, think. Time flies by. It goes without saying that we cry and laugh. How many rounds can we have in life?"

Hou Yanhuan dragged out a long ending, a beautiful ballad, and sang it with a bold and free feeling. Amidst cheers and applause, Hou Yanhuan finally received the wine bag that was passed around.

He was drunk and confused, and he raised his head to drink heavily, but found that there was not much wine left in the wine bag. He raised his head and raised the wine bag, waiting for the drops of wine to fall, but he suddenly felt that the surroundings were changing in an instant. There was silence, except for the crackling of the campfire.

Bah!

There was a soft sound, the sound of the blade piercing the ground.

Hou Yanhuan took away the wine bag and looked up, only to see a mysterious man wearing a circlet mask.

This is the commander’s teammate, a regular member of the Tail Feather Team, the Light Chaser Nine Tails!

Before the bonfire party started, Chief Erwei strictly prohibited anyone from disturbing Jiuwei, and the light chaser had been standing silently by the river in the distance, standing on the side of the tent, keeping silent.

Hou Yanhuan used his hands and feet to crawl back half a meter, stood up unsteadily, and looked at the mysterious Nine Tails who was still silent in front of him.

It's mysterious, but it's not mysterious at all. People know what kind of green face is behind this mask.

It was this young man who, a month ago, wore the national jersey and won the supreme honor for China.

In fact, many soldiers present were wondering how such a proud man could shed his aura and arrogance and stand quietly by the river, standing guard for everyone.

Hou Yanhuan threw away the guitar, wiped his clean hair with one hand, and looked far away, passing Jiang Xiao's figure and looking at Erwei in the distance.

Erwei raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded slightly.

"Haha, no problem!" Hou Yanhuan laughed heartily, and in that laughter was the gold-grade war cry star skill.

For a moment, the surrounding soldiers became excited, and a voice came from nowhere: "Fight!"

"war!"

"war!"

"Fight!" One voice, two voices, people shouted loudly, the voices were sonorous and powerful, coming together.

Hou Yanhuan tilted his neck left and right, assuming a fighting stance.

Behind the mask, Jiang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, not intending to take advantage of the opponent. He reached out and pulled out the giant blade, spinning it and throwing it into the sky, also assuming a fighting stance.

The rotating giant blade fell quickly amidst the sound of "war" and was stuck on the grass.

It was at this moment that the two of them seemed to hear the horn sound of a battle, and their figures collided with each other.

"Alas!"

"Ah ha ha!"

Waves of exclamations and cheers from time to time lingered around the bonfire and resounded in the night sky.

The shadow of the fist flashed, accompanied by the sound of hunting.

The fierce fight lasted for nearly three minutes, until the moment Hou Yanhuan transformed into a star and gathered a ball of star power in his hand, Jiang Xiao stopped his offensive and retreated.

Hou Yanhuan also immediately stopped moving, with a star power ball lingering on each wrist.

He couldn't help but pick up the Star Power Ball and knocked his head in annoyance. The fighting habit is terrible, especially when you meet a real opponent.

Drunk and excited, the fight almost escalated.

"There's no shame in losing to the world champion! Haha!"

"Jiang Xiaopi! Win!"

"Yan Huan turned into a star and became a martial artist. He is trying to bully the children, hahahahaha!"

Hou Yanhuan listened to the jokes of his comrades and couldn't help laughing loudly. He walked a few steps quickly, bent down and picked up the guitar on the ground, and said loudly: "Don't talk! I will sing another song for you!"

"Yohoo!"

"good!"

Hou Yanhuan plucked the strings fiercely

With a smile on his face, Jiang Xiao drew out the giant blade, ducked and returned to the river not far away.

Under the starry sky, fireflies dance.

From a distance, Jiang Xiao looked at the excited and cheering faces. The so-called battle and the so-called result were no longer important at this moment.

The singing is floating, and the wine is merry.

Although the sky here will never light up, the party will eventually come to an end.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xiao picked up the drunken Erwei and walked towards the tent set up by the river amidst the sounds of farewell.

She was too happy today, so Jiang Xiao didn't plan to stuff her into a sleeping bag. He planned to let her sleep on the grass directly.

When Jiang Xiao threw her into the tent, turned around and walked out, Erwei's whisper suddenly came from the tent: "Someone asked me just now."

"Huh?" Jiang Xiao turned around, squatted down, held the tent zipper, and pulled it upward.

Erwei's voice came from the tent again: "They asked me how I persuaded a person who has attracted the attention of the world and lives among flowers and applause to willingly put on a mask and remain anonymous to join this team."

Jiang Xiao smiled and said, "How did you respond?"

Erwei sat up and looked at Jiang Xiao along the unzipped tent door: "My response is that I don't know. If you know, you can tell me."

Jiang Xiao nodded seriously: "We can use the elimination method. First of all, it is definitely not based on beauty."

Second tail: ""

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