Chapter 1593: The Veteran Who Eats Human Hearts Alive

More than 300,000 dead souls, the 80th anniversary festival!

The way of heaven is good, and China has a reason to extend...

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Cao Jin needs a warrior who is full of evil spirit... preferably a warrior with murderous spirit.

Zhu Zhanji was a little dizzy, and said, "Then Cao An was really frightened?"

"He never killed a chicken."

Fang Xing left the matter to Zhu Zhanji and slipped away.

But Zhu Zhanji didn't do anything, so he turned to Wang Yan.

"timid?"

Wang Yan's subordinates are all tough guys who have killed countless people, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"This matter is easy to handle. There is a fighter in our army, just go there."

So cow ratio?

Jia Quan couldn't help saying: "Master Wang, if you talk about killing Han, there are many old soldiers in Jinling City!"

Wang Yan said indifferently: "It's just cowardice. That person used to scare his opponents to death. His evil spirit is rare in the world. Go and make sure."

So the old soldier named Wu Chuan went to Cao's house.

Wu Chuan looks ordinary, nothing abnormal can be seen.

When Cao Jin was disappointed, Wu Chuan opened his eyes. His eyes were like snow thrown into a hot quilt in winter, which froze even the bone marrow.

"where is he?"

Well!

Even with a servant accompanying her, the hoarse voice still made Cao Jin's scalp tingle.

When he arrived at Cao An's bedroom, Wu Chuan let out a dry cough, and when Cao An opened his eyes, he said in a voice that had been poisoned by poisonous smoke, "They're all dead, they're all dead!"

After Wu Chuan finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving behind a dazed Cao Jin and Cao An who fell on the bed with his head up.

"Look for the doctor!"

Amidst the screams, Wu Chuan walked slowly in the yard, Cao Jin chased him out, wanted to yell, but held back in the end.

"You killed my young master!"

"brute!"

Wu Chuan left Cao's house expressionlessly, got on his horse, and the hundred household officials who accompanied him frowned and asked, "Isn't he really killed? But it's okay, Your Highness won't blame him."

Wu Chuan rode on his horse and said, "In my eyes, he is just a chicken. I don't bother to kill a chicken, so I just glanced at him and said a word, which is guaranteed to scare him to death."

The Hundred Household Officer said with a smile: "You scared the Oirats to death back then, and he couldn't bear it if he was a scholar."

Wu Chuan said coldly: "That's because I'm eating people's hearts, and the taste is good."

Baihuguan shuddered all over, and the horse under him seemed to feel the evil spirit, and involuntarily opened the distance from Wu Chuan's horse.

"Back then you were so red-eyed that you cut your heart and ate raw on the spot. The enemy army was terrified. Our army won a big victory, but you couldn't be promoted because of this. Wu Chuan, do you regret it?"

"When my elder brother who is like a father and a mother dies in battle, if I can't avenge him, how is it different from a pig and a dog?"

Wu Chuan smiled, but he frightened the driver on the opposite side. He fell back and fell into the carriage, and then there were scolding and kicking sounds from inside.

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Then Cao An fell into a coma, talking nonsense and having a high fever.

Cao Jin was almost going crazy, and stayed by the bed all night until dawn.

"Father……"

Having not slept all night, Cao Jin's body was shaken with red eyes. He put down the towel and turned sideways slowly.

"Father."

Cao An's eyes were calm, like an eminent monk who had just been liberated.

"My son..."

Cao Jin's body shook, and she asked hoarsely, "How do you feel?"

Cao An moved his body a bit,

Said: "Fortunately, I feel very comfortable and carefree."

The doctor came in to take a look, and said firmly: "Yuan Shan Gong, the prescription from last night seems to be the right one, um, I'll write it down now."

What Chinese medicine needs the most is experience. Countless proven prescriptions, coupled with reading and hearing, can ensure that the Han people will not be wiped out by an epidemic.

But Cao Jin looked at Cao An's quiet eyes in a daze, and hurriedly thanked him after he had breakfast.

...

"alright?"

Zhu Zhanji felt a little weird. Wang Yan said yesterday that Wu Chuan had scared Cao An into a faint. Whether he died or lived depended on today. He was still a little worried.

"Thank you Your Highness."

After leaving Zhu Zhanji's place, Cao Jin went to find Fang Xing.

The weather was still cold, and the two of them were walking in the front yard. Cao Jin would glance sideways at Fang Xing from time to time, and Fang Xing became a little curious as the frequency increased.

"Why Yuan Shangong?"

Fang Xing felt that he looked ordinary, and he didn't have any vulgar air. Being stared at by an old man made him feel a little nervous.

Cao Jin sighed and said, "Uncle Xinghe, you used to be a scholar, and even won the Juren, and later you gave up your pen and joined the army, and you have made great military achievements."

"Mr. Yuan Shan won the prize."

Fang Xing only felt a little cold in the vest.

Showing courtesy without reason, there is a problem!

"Xing He Bo, you went directly to Jiaozhi to fight back then, and you have killed enemies many times later, are you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Fang Xing forgot the nausea he felt after the first murder, and said with certainty: "Those are the enemies of Daming. It was a life-and-death conquest. If you don't kill, you will die. Besides, fighting for the country, why are you so afraid?" ?”

"Then... do you have an explanation for such a problem as Gouzi?"

Cao Jin only had Cao An, a promising son. If Cao An was decadent, the Cao family would be doomed.

"Well!"

Fang Xing pondered for a while, and said: "To tell the truth, Cao An is only smart and agile, just a scholar who talks about war on paper, and he has no strength to restrain a chicken..."

It is a normal reaction for a weak scholar to vomit after seeing blood. If he continues to practice and go to battle to kill a few enemies, he will most likely become a strong fighter in the future.

But Cao An is a 'literati'!

Literati do not practice martial arts!

Even at this moment, literati still look down on warriors!

Cao An is Cao Jin's hope for the rest of his life, and the Cao family can only rely on Cao An for support in the next few decades.

So hearing Fang Xing's blunt evaluation of Cao An, Cao Jin was a little sad, and said with a bit of resentment: "It's hard to be both civil and military! Gouzi spends all day studying hard and has nothing else to do. Naturally, he doesn't have time to do other things."

Fang Xing shook his head and stopped talking about this.

After waiting for Cao Jin to leave, Fang Xing sighed: "It's ridiculous to be proud of being a scholar who is useless!"

Wang He didn't go back, and he didn't know what Zhu Gaochi asked him to do, Fang Xing didn't ask, and he didn't say anything.

"Uncle Xinghe, there are a lot of people like this in Jinling, shaking their heads all day long, and they really don't have a plan in mind, but you can't accept this disciple."

After Wang He raised him for a few days, his face looked fatter again, but it was a bit funny that he was like Fang Xing's way of standing with his hands behind his back.

Those chubby hands were clasping each other behind their backs with all their strength, and their shoulders were pulled back a little, which looked funny and weird.

Fang Xing was making a toy, he sawed off a piece of wood, then marked it out, and used all kinds of processing methods.

Looking at the small wooden horse that had already taken shape, Fang Xing put down the sandpaper in his hand, and said, "The road to science is long, and it also requires courage. I'm not interested in students who have lost their courage. It must be a mistake."

Cao Jin was already a little unwilling, but Fang Xing was just holding on to the idea of ​​poking a stick, but now it seems that it is useless.