40,000 Years of Cultivation

Therefore, the high level of the Federation did not conceal the progress of the civil war in the true human empire.

Including the "Federation Myth, Vulture Li Yao", who used his own power to suppress Wu Yingqi, the ancestor of the immortal cultivator, the Great Black Star, to turn the tide, and carry the banner of innovation on one shoulder, were all spread by the propaganda machine at full power.

Now that the situation is very good, sending troops to support Li Yao is a matter of reason. It’s hard to say elsewhere. At least here, Li Yao’s hometown, Fuge City, has long been enthusiastic and popular.

Meng Xiaolang swept away at will, and there was a feverish atmosphere everywhere in the streets and lanes, supporting the heat wave of the expedition.

Just passing by a street, there was a rally called by veterans, gongs and drums, and firecrackers blasting; passing by an alley, some middle school students with immature faces were talking; there were ten advertisements on the glass curtain walls of high-rise buildings. Jiutiao is related to the miracle that Li Yao created in the center of Xinghai-the details of the battle between Li Yao and Wu Yingqi were not transmitted back from the center of Xinghai. It happened to give businesses and the media unlimited imagination. Everyone had their brains and deductions. How Li Yao defeated Wu Yingqi, after repeated exaggerations and exaggerations, basically escalated this battle to the level of the stronger version of the battle between the emperor and the blood **** son ten thousand years ago.

Looking at the three-dimensional three-dimensional light curtains, the glare phantom condensed the heroic image of "Federation God of War, Commonwealth Father, Commonwealth Miracle" Li Yao, Meng Xiaolang smiled slightly, as if hiding one, only he knew. secret.

"Brother, big brother!"

Several middle school students found him, but couldn't tell the difference between him and the active soldiers, hula la surrounded them, and asked very familiarly: "Are we going to expedition to the center of Xinghai? We will definitely win, right? Will all the big villains of the empire be wiped out, right? Just like the Black Wind Fleet!"

Naturally, Meng Xiaolang knew that even if the Federation did expedition, it might not be to fight the "Big Bad Boys of the Empire". It might also form an alliance with the "Big Bad Boys of the Empire" to fight the "Big Bad Boys of the Elector" and the "Super Big Bad Boys of the Holy League". Too!

However, even his friends in the military academy may not be able to explain these complicated political issues clearly, and it is even harder to explain these enthusiastic little guys!

Meng Xiaolang could only nod his head, wave his fist vigorously, and affirmed: "Of course, the Federal Army is invincible!"

This is what Meng Xiaolang and most of the military academy students said.

The Black Wind Fleet is already one of the most powerful fleets in the true human empire, and they have all been beaten up by the Federation.

Even though there are still more powerful enemies than the Black Wind Fleet, today's Federation, compared to a few years ago, has made great progress, especially... the Kunlun Fleet...

Thinking of the words "Kunlun Fleet", Meng Xiaolang's eyes and heart were hot at the same time.

He got rid of the entanglement of the middle school students, quickened his pace, and turned into an old residential area in a familiar way.

This gray and old residential area is incompatible with the magnificent, row upon row of high-rise buildings around. There have been plans for renovation or even reconstruction, but most of the people who live here are disabled veterans, and they have been used to living for decades. The surrounding plants and trees were unwilling to relocate, so they have been left behind.

In the corner of the old residential area, there is a very inconspicuous barbershop hidden. There is no signboard, only half of the door face. There is a three-color lamp that has not turned for a long time. Next to it, two lines of big characters are crookedly written: "Shave the head two. Ten, half price for veterans."

This is the kind of old-fashioned barbershop that can almost be called a "shaven shop".

Not to mention now, all kinds of colorful, gimmicky "beauty centers", "image design clubs" are emerging one after another, and you can change your face when you cut your hair. Even in the Federation one or two hundred years ago, you rarely find this. ... rustic barber shop.

This small shop is like being sealed in the amber of time. It has passed directly over a thousand years ago, and it is full of antiques and stubbornness to the end.

And the customers who often visit this dusty small shop are the residents of this old residential area, the disabled veterans.

Somehow, the layout of this small shop and the craftsmanship of the owner are very in line with the tastes of the veterans. The veterans said that not only the fees are fair, the master craftsmanship is extraordinary, and there are also many things such as "Dan Feng Cai Er". This unique skill, that is a good thing that has been lost for hundreds of years, except here, I can't find it anywhere else, even the largest "Inspur Image Design Center" in Floating City.

There are also people who say with certainty that the boss of the "Inspur Image Design Center" is willing to hire a master here with a high salary to take charge of the overall situation. He even waited at the door for three days and three nights. The master here does not take care of others. The air is really worthless. say it!

In this way, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, this unnamed shaved shop has become a place where many veterans of Floating City must come every three to five. Not only the nearby residents, but even the veterans living in the new development zone, I like to come here without hesitation, even if I don’t have a haircut, I just pick up my ears, press my head, and then talk to a group of old buddies.

Meng Xiaolang walked to the door of the nameless barber shop, stood on tiptoe, and looked in through the window. Fortunately, there are not many people today. Only one customer is lying in the barber chair, enjoying the owner comfortably, that is, Wei The ear picking technique of a master.

The shaved master, who is not tall, has gray hair, is already old, but there are not many wrinkles on his face, and his expression is extremely focused. Those eagle-like eyes remind Meng Xiaolang of the sniper in the military academy. The hands, the hands that are not moving, are unambiguous even if they go to take the scalpel. If the white coat on the body is replaced with a straight white coat, then it is a good surgical hand!

This shaving master who looks like a surgeon is Meng Xiaolang's grandfather, named "Meng Jiang".

Meng Xiaolang has been closest to his grandfather since he was a child, and likes to watch his grandfather playing with a razor. When he can’t even say a word, he often stares blankly to watch his grandfather flutter and dance on customers’ heads. Watch one day.

Meng Xiaolang often brags to his classmates in the military academy that his superb knife skills are all learned from his grandfather when he was a child, and he has an authentic family history.

"grandfather!"

Meng Xiaolang knew that grandpa hated being disturbed most at work. Grandpa often said that when he picked up the razor was like a painter picked up a paintbrush, he had to do it all at once. Therefore, he grabbed the window edge and waited patiently until the customer was satisfied. Go, then throw away the military backpack and threw it into Grandpa's arms.

"Xiao Lang, why are you back?"

Meng Jiang smiled, squeezed and squeezed his grandson, looked and watched, "It's tall, dark, strong, good, good, good, but, every year, every season, why are you coming back and being swept out by the military academy? Up?"

"What are you talking about?"

Meng Xiaolang sniffed his nose and stole the razor from Meng Jiang's hands at some point. He played with a beautiful scalpel and made the razor flow between his fingers like mercury. "Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in your own. Is the good gene good? It’s no exaggeration to say that only your grandson chooses the part of each fleet. How can someone sweep me out of the "Quick Knife Prodigal Son"? I have taken a leave of absence, and I will go straight to my grandfather as soon as I get off the station. Here comes it!"

"Well, sneaky, there is a problem."

Meng Jiang's smile became stronger and stronger, "Why, you haven't even seen your parents, so you just want to see Grandpa first?"

"That's, grandpa is the eternal idol in his grandson's mind. How can I not come to see you first? Come, grandpa try it. This is the canned'sand bamboo jelly' obtained by the second master of our dormitory from the crystal world. It is said to be the crystal world. The special products in the desert are the most tender, but I grabbed a can of the bruised nose and swollen faces from these beasts, and even my dad didn’t keep it for him, so I will honor you!"

Meng Xiaolang held the can in both hands, paused, and carefully said, "What, besides, I still want to go home with you and see my parents..."

Meng Jiang started to smile and enjoy his grandson’s filial piety. When he heard his grandson mentioned his son, his old face suddenly sank, and his age spots were condensed like dark clouds: “It’s a good idea to mention what he is doing. When I came back here, I was beaten out. Want me to see him? Dreaming!"

"Hey--"

Meng Xiaolang was dumbfounded, but he had already said his words, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Don't, don't be angry, grandpa, why is my dad annoying you?"

"What?"

Meng Jiang angrily said, "Isn't it enough for him to do these messy things? You say, come here, you say, you come to judge, I have worked hard for a lifetime, a huge wave The Image Design Center' was entrusted to him, and I thought he could carry forward my life's hard work, but what happened to this dog, he dismissed all the old guys who followed me all his life, and came up with an'unmanned, fully automatic' design. , The guest came to the door, closed in the "modeling cabin" he was playing, slapped, three times five divided two, all the shapes he wanted were completed in an instant, the whole process was controlled by the crystal brain, and hundreds of psychic prostheses were completed. No labor at all.

"You don't need labor, listen, this is still a feature of our'Inspur Image Design Center'. The shape designed in this way, the cut hair, does it have a soul, does it have life, does it have-"Dao Xin"? Just this, the price dare to double than before, he didn't get into the eyes of money, what is it?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Meng Xiaolang had no choice but to nod, "I also think, uh, the way my dad is doing now has no soul, no life, no... Dao Xin, it's purely in the eyes of money."

"There is even more excessive, what kind of "changeable stickers", as long as you put a sticker on the forehead, and connect it with the portable crystal brain, you can change the shape you want as long as your heart moves. The hair is red, orange, yellow, green and green. Blue and purple change at will, but it’s not true. It’s just a three-dimensional phantom. It’s an illusion! This kind of thing, I was the most uncomfortable back then, and your dad also refused to come. What became of others...'Strategy "Partners", strongly promote sales in all directly-operated stores, chain stores and franchised stores under the "Tide Flag"."

Meng Jiang slapped his thigh, "Isn't this deceiving consumers!"