Chapter 3 The Lonely Tomb in the Wilderness
It turns out that curiosity can not only kill a cat, but also make people go back to the past from now on?!
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"roll!"
Wen Feng shouted in a low voice: "Li Fei, you are more restrained, I am not Wen Feng or anyone else!"
"Ah! I can't hear the sound! But... you kid actually knows that my name is Li Fei, and you're finally right!"
The person who suddenly appeared had the familiar cynicism of Wen Feng and his touching concern. When Li Fei saw Wen Feng speak, he finally seemed to have a reassurance. He patted his chest but asked in disbelief:
"But, why are you so accurate in shooting a kid? Haven't you seen you shoot before?!"
"You are so stupid! That's CSS. Isn't the principle of 56's quasi-minus is the same? I thought I couldn't use it, so I didn't want to hit one!"
Wen Feng alertly pulled Li Fei to a corner of the camp and waved the rifle in his hand to give him a blank look: "In the past, you asked you to play CSS with me, but you said that the child was not interested in playing with things. Now you know, you regret it!"
"Fuck, who knew I would be today! I regret that there is nothing to do with it!"
It was obvious that Li Fei's eyes were full of envy and jealousy. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Why should you play time travel? You kid is the second-generation official, and why do you kid have such a good foundation!"
"And me! Look, how can you tell me to survive on this battlefield with our second-class disabled body?! Did I accidentally choose the hell mode?! God doesn't bring such a playful person!"
Li Fei was sad and obviously had a deep resentment. He had no idea about this and it was impossible to talk about it. It was time travel, so why were people so different? Although the literary style in front of him was 1.74 meters tall before time travel, he was thin and his face was a little pale. A pair of big glasses seriously affected the boy's style.
But what about the current writing style? He is almost 1.8 meters tall, with a standard national face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and Louis Koo's bronze-colored healthy man's skin. In addition, this kid is so strong that one or two people cannot get close to him at all. With a PS-swinging move, it may be that American playboys will let him be a male model.
It is impossible to walk with such a man without pressure. How could Li Feiqing, who is less than 1.7 meters tall and has a youthful face?
"You kid, just be content. Although you were 1.76 meters tall, your weight was seriously exceeding the standard. If you hadn't weighed 100 kilograms, would that girl Xiaolan run away? Would you even go to the Sino-Vietnam border to find a wife?"
Seeing this boy's resentment, Wen Feng was so angry that he was so angry: "When it comes to this, if you weren't your boy's lust, I just accompanied you to find a wife, how could I have suffered such a disaster without any worries. Until 1979, the Vietnam War started?! I haven't troubled you boy yet!"
"Uh, it's true. Although I'm much shorter now, my body is lighter. I'm not as breathless as before when I climb a mountain road!"
From 2012 to 1979, the span lasted 33 years. Li Fei still couldn't change his personality in his previous life. This kid is just a typical person to be a draw. If you treat him well, this kid is particularly proud. If you treat him more ruthlessly, you will be honest.
"Brother, I know I'm implicating you, but I actually feel bad!"
Li Fei patted Wen Fei on the shoulder embarrassedly and finally said something humanly: "Boss, do you think we still have a chance to go back?"
"go back?!"
It would be fine if I didn’t talk about this. When Wen Feng talked about this, he immediately remembered that his mother, who was far away in S City more than 30 years later, had a house she was working hard to make money and was paying. If she didn’t have her own house, where would her mother live?
"I want to go back too! But how do I go back!"
Although I have an older brother in S City and also opened a company with good conditions and should be able to help me take care of the affairs behind me, this is not a problem after all. Thinking of this, Wen Feng is really angry.
"Boss, don't get angry. We are not a division of labor recently. You should take care of external affairs. Will I focus on investigating how we pass through it?"
Although Li Fei is a few years older than Wen Feng, in fact, before traveling through time, he was brave and capable of doing things, and was also very visionary in his career. In the past, two guys who didn't know much about computer programming jointly opened a software company, and Wen Feng was the leader. So in fact, Li Fei admired Wen Feng very much and was very afraid of him. When he saw that he was anxious, the boy was panicked and said quickly:
"You have been in the company for a while, and I am not idle either. I secretly went back and forth several times to the place where we traveled through time. Don't say I really found some problems, which may have something to do with our travels through time."
"What's the relationship? Tell me quickly!" Wen Feng's eyes glowed, and he was a little confused.
"Do you still remember? It happened to be New Year's Day when we traveled through time. Wen Feng and Lin Xiaojun died on that day 33 years ago. Their tombstones were buried in weeds. There was no name on the list of martyrs in the XX Army. On the day we came back, other soldiers suspected that we were deserters. Do you think something would happen during our travel time?"
Wenfeng saw a trace of fear flashing in Li Feng's eyes, and smacked his lips and looked at Wenfeng and said strangely:
"That is to say, they died in a day without going on the battlefield. Maybe they didn't even get the title of a martyr. Maybe something happened that day. They didn't want to escape, but something happened, so they carried the wronged songs of 33 years, so... so they wanted us to come 33 years ago, why did they seek justice!"
"Avenge?!"
Hearing Li Fei's strange words, it was already late at this time, and a cold wind swept across the barracks, which made Wen Feng feel his hair stand up immediately.
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"Wen style?! Boss, why does the name on this tombstone in the grass have the same name as yours!"
"Go, don't you know that your boss's name is so dazzling like a firefly in the dark? Even if someone comes with a fake one, it's normal!"
"You can't help but, the fighting hero of the self-defense counterattack thirty-three years ago! It's not the turn of someone to steal your account!"
"Uh, thirty-three years ago? Oh, this, what hero! If it were a hero, why was his tombstone outside this martyr's cemetery? There were so many weeds here, don't pull it!"
"Yes, there is not even the army you are in! There is only one name on the tombstone. What's going on?"
"Maybe something happened in the thirty-three years?"
"Is it a deserter who was killed by our generals, so he could not be justified even if he died?"
"Tsk, don't talk nonsense, I'll accompany you to find a wife and come to the Martyrs Cemetery to see the martyrs. No matter what, they were able to come to this land thirty-three years ago, it was worthy of our respect! It was a special period and the political pressure was quite high. Maybe it was because they had suffered any wronged words!"
Before traveling through time, Wen Feng knew very clearly that he and Li Fei arrived at the Sino-Vietnamese border and came to the Martyrs Cemetery. Li Fei had nothing, but Wen Feng insisted on coming here to take a look. After turning around the entire cemetery to pay homage, he saw two tombstones that were completely different from the treatment of other martyrs.
"There are a lot of weeds here, so we have nothing to do, so let's help them clean it!"
Perhaps because the name on the tombstone was exactly the same as his, Wen Feng was moved to hide his side for some reason, so he called Li Fei to clean up their tombstones and solemnly put two incense sticks on it.
Chapter completed!