Starting to guard the border: I copy talents

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The early autumn in the north is already a bit cool.

Shen Ming came to Beituo Village again. After more than half a year, the place still looked like it was burned down.

But on the ruins, light grass and moss grew, adding a bit of desolation to the decay.

Wu Feng was on duty, and Old Man Jiang was chatting with his boss.

He Hao seemed to have been hit by something and couldn't find anyone at all.

Shen Ming had no choice but to come to his hometown alone, bringing wine with him and drinking alone in front of the grave.

"He Hao is right, you are indeed here." A beautiful figure appeared behind Shen Ming at some point.

Tang Mengling was rare without armor and wore a blue dress, which made Fangcao feel a little pity.

Shen Ming seemed to have noticed her a long time ago, but he didn't look back. He just drank by himself, and the wine occasionally dripped on the mud.

Tang Mengling felt a little annoyed when she saw Shen Ming ignoring her.

Then I caught a glimpse of the tombstone closest to Shen Ming, with the words "Dead Wife" vaguely revealed, and my heart felt sour.

"Tang Dutong, when did your cultivation recover?" Shen Ming asked the question he was most concerned about without probing.

The breeze rustled through the weeds in front of the grave.

Shen Ming thought Tang Mengling didn't bother to explain.

"I saw you and Yu Shaoyuan, and I saw you together in that ruins."

But he didn't want Tang Mengling to speak out.

"I won't tell anyone else about this!"

"But even if I didn't discover these things, I couldn't hide them from Zhenlong Division. We were the only ones close to the crack at that time!"

Tang Mengling initially spoke loudly, with a sense of grievance. As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, it was as if he was murmuring alone:

"I never wanted to hide it from you. I followed you quietly at the beginning. I was just worried about you..."

"Don't listen to Yu Yangluo, she always frames me..."

Shen Ming's heart softened for a moment. He stood up and came to Tang Mengling's side. He stretched out his hand to touch Tang Mengling's head.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally made no move.

Sighing, he took out the giant sword from his arm armor and handed it to Tang Mengling. His tone was much softer and no longer unfamiliar:

"Now that you and I are out of danger, it's time for this giant sword to be returned to its original owner."

The blush on Tang Mengling's cheeks had not dissipated. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Shen Ming.

Said softly:

"How can you not have a weapon after practicing [Giant Sword Jue]? I will give you this sword. Its name is [Rouge]."

The more Tang Mengling talked, the more embarrassed she became. Finally, her eyes were fixed on the tips of her shoes, and her face was so hot that it was frighteningly hot:

"Every time you use it, remember that this is the sword I gave you."

After saying that, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and left as if running away.

Shen Ming stared blankly at the giant sword named [Rouge] in his hand, with the red word "Tang" engraved on the hilt.

The font is timeless and elegant, clearly carved by the girl herself.

When he returned to the military camp, Shen Ming discovered an embarrassing problem. He seemed to have no place to rest.

Just as he was about to spend the night with Wu Feng, he met Old Man Jiang who was waiting for him at the camp.

At this time, Old Man Jiang was also wearing the black military uniform of the Zhenlong Division, but he did not look powerful at all.

The Zhenlongsi uniform, which was obviously very stylish, looked a bit vulgar when he wore it.

Old Man Jiang squatted on the ground and waved to Shen Ming. His yellowed old face was lined with wrinkles, like a shriveled orange.

The old man and the young man haven't seen each other for a long time. Old Man Jiang always thought that Shen Ming was killed in battle and was sad for a long time, but now he is overjoyed.

Shen Ming's residence had been arranged long ago and was very close to the commander's camp. Old Man Jiang knew that Shen Ming had wine hidden in his arm armor, so he stayed in his room and refused to leave.

The two of them started drinking secretly. Being in the military camp, there were always too many inconveniences.

They both hide secrets, understand each other but don't pry, but they can help each other at critical moments and are willing to risk their lives.

This relationship is just right.

The next day, the border army was in prison.

Shen Ming followed the prison commander through the long and dark corridors and came to a cell.

The surveillance environment was surprisingly good. Although it was still dark and cold, the space was much more open. There were tables and beds, and there were even oil lamps for lighting.

Yu Shaoyuan was sitting in the prison cell, downcast and gloomy, showing decadence.

He took the initiative to ask to see Shen Ming, and Yu Yang got it right.

The heavy iron chains clanked, and the cell door was opened by the guarding Zhenlong Division personnel.

The officers of the Dragon Suppression Department in black robes nodded towards Shen Ming:

"Yu Dutong has said that you can chat for as long as you want, and no one will listen to your conversation."

Shen Ming smiled politely and cursed as he walked into the cell.

"I believe what you are talking about is a ghost."

Yu Shaoyuan sat on the chair with his back straight, staring at Shen Ming, clasping his fingers

Palm.

After all, he was not as handsome as Shen Ming recognized, he was just pretending to be calm.

"I wonder what Yu Shuai is looking for me for?" Shen Ming asked before the Zhenlong Division guard left.

"You know, if he hadn't admired you so much, you would have died long ago and wouldn't be alive today." Yu Shaoyuan answered the question incorrectly.

"I wonder who the 'him' the commander-in-chief is talking about is?"

"Why do you ask knowingly?" Yu Shaoyuan leaned forward, and the chair he was sitting on rubbed against the ground, making a noise.

"Have you seen him, right? You must all be involved in the space crack. He is highly cultivated and there is no way he could die inside!"

The more Yu Shaoyuan talked, the more excited he became. He stared at Shen Ming and asked word by word:

"He grew up with me and we have an irreversible relationship. If he can escape this time, I will feel at ease. Has he escaped? You only need to nod or shake your head to give me confirmation."

The lights were dim, forcing a bright light, and the prison fell into silence.

Yu Shaoyuan's hair was a little messy, a strand of broken hair stuck to his mouth, and his eyes were pretending to be sincere.

"Commander, I don't know what you are talking about." Shen Ming still looked confused and scratched his head.

Yu Shaoyuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but no sound came out, and the despair in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Let's go..." With a heavy sigh, Yu Shaoyuan waved to Shen Ming.

Then he got up and came to the bed, lying down facing the wall, leaving Shen Ming with his back.

Shen Ming bowed and silently exited the prison.

I am just an ordinary person who traveled to this world, well, an ordinary person with a golden finger.

There is only so much you can do.

Keeping secrets and not talking nonsense is a very cost-effective thing.

Tang Mengling, Yu Yangluo, and Yu Shaoyuan are now behind bars.

Some of what the three of them said was true, and some of it was false.

Shen Mingke never thought that he was the kind of king's son who would win over all the heroes and beauties.

Shen Ming currently has too little information, but has a vague feeling that they all seem to have designs on him.

"What are you trying to do with me? Are you trying to trick me into not taking a shower?" Shen Ming laughed at himself.

After leaving the prison, he went straight to the big tent to see Yu Yangluo. The person she sent had already given instructions when she sent Shen Ming to the prison.

Yu Yangluo's tall and plump figure made the black Zhenlong Division uniform stretch tight.

Shen Ming couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Does it look good? Aren't you afraid that Tang Mengling will be jealous?" Yu Yangluo noticed it and looked at Shen Ming playfully.

"Is it possible that you don't like her style and are attracted to your sister?"

Shen Ming was choked. He was not very good at dealing with women.

Yu Yangluo was so fierce that he really couldn't bear it.

"Commander Yu called me here. I wonder if I have anything to explain?" Shen Ming changed the subject.

"You discovered and sealed the cracks in the demon clan, and prevented the eighth-level demon beasts from ravaging the border."

Yu Yangluo put down the file in his hand and propped his arm on the desk in front of him:

"This is a great contribution. The Holy Sage will reward you in person. Get ready and go to Beijing to meet the Holy Sage."

Shen Ming was vaguely expecting it, and he didn't feel too surprised when he heard Yu Yangluo's announcement.

"Am I going alone? I don't know the way."

When Yu Yangluo heard this, he covered his mouth with his slender fingers and laughed out loud.

"There will be someone accompanying you."

"In addition, the imperial court has absolved you of the crimes you committed before, and you are no longer a member of the border army."

"In any case, you have cooperated with Jiang Yang in searching for evidence of Yang Fuping's collaboration with the enemy. I, the Zhenlong Division, will not treat you badly. Let me think about how to reward you."

Yu Yangluo held up his chin, pretending to be deep in thought, paused for a moment, and said with a smile:

"Yes!"

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