The corpses and bloodstains in the room suffered a great blow to Sima Lang's body and mind. Although this was not his original intention, Zhang Yan was assigned by him, so Sima Lang firmly believed that all this was his fault.

He followed the sound of a baby crying from the bedroom.

Due to the major blow, Sima Lang's body was already weak and his chest was constantly ached, but he didn't care about this at all and carefully searched for the whereabouts of the baby in the bedroom.

Hard work pays off, and he finally found the baby under the bed. Sima Lang bent down and gently picked up the baby, watching the baby crying but surprisingly cute, facing her, Sima Lang felt like a knife.

This scene is so familiar that it has been hidden deep in Sima Lang's memory.

On that stormy night, my father hugged a baby wrapped in white cloth and pushed open the door in a panic. He didn't care about getting wet, and he hurriedly asked the servants to close the door, and then hugged the baby to look for his mother.

He was just a child. When he asked his father what was going on, he was glaring at him with his fierce gaze. He was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything more. His father's expression shocked his heart.

Until now, his inner doubts have never been resolved, every time he thinks of Sima Fang's gaze that day.

An incomparable chill lingered in his heart and could not dissipate.

When he looked down, he saw a woman lying on the bed where the baby was hidden. He thought that this lady must have hid the baby under the bed in a critical moment. God protected her without making any sound when the bandits massacre. In Sima Lang's opinion, this was even more destined to make him discover her and gave him a chance to atone for his sins.

Sima Lang saw the word "Chunhua" embroidered on the baby's scrambled clothes, and he guessed that it should be the name of the baby.

Without thinking too much, Sima Lang carried the baby into his arms and quickly returned home.

After asking the doctor to see it, he realized that this was a baby girl and he had not suffered any harm during the massacre, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. Sima Yi beside him could see his brother's thoughts. After all, he was a killer hired by Sima Lang, and the pursuit of the source was to find himself. If he hadn't said those words to his brother, the tragedy of the Zhang Wang family would not have happened.

However, it is possible that another tragedy will happen in your own home.

When asked who Sima Lang's baby girl was, Sima Lang couldn't speak out, but could only say that it was an abandoned baby picked up on the road.

The doctor judged based on his common sense: this baby was probably born at the end of last year and has only been more than three months since then and has not been weaned yet, so he needs to find a nurse to feed him.

These contents are the same as what Sima Lang learned when he visited people around Zhang Wang's house.

Fortunately, Sima Lang's friend Zhao Zi's wife had just given birth to a short time and still had milk. Sima Lang came to the door to beg after hearing the news. Zhao Zi happily agreed and quickly took the baby girl to feed.

Out of guilt, Sima Yi often took care of the baby girl. When the baby cried, Sima Lang and everyone could not coax her. However, Sima Yi immediately stopped crying and turned to laugh. Sima Lang and Zhao Zi both found it strange.

A few days later, Sima Lang found Zhao Zi and said, "The rebel army of the Kanto princes fought with Dong Zhuo. I am afraid that the war will affect us. We should not stay here for a long time. Zhao Weisun, who was commanding the troops in Li Yang, is our family's in-laws. You might as well call on all the villagers to surrender."

Zhao Zi agreed to this, but most of the villagers were attached to the hometown and refused to go with them. In desperation, Sima Lang had to go with Zhao Zi's family. Sima Yi carried Chunhua and Zhao Zi's wife in the same car and left Wen County again.

Without Sima Lang's prediction, the rebel alliance seemed to be incompatible. In addition, the leader Yuan Shao was incompetent and did not want to advance to Luoyang all day long. He had a sing and singing with the princes and generals every night. It was impossible for the army to get unified command, so it was not sensational for soldiers to go to the countryside to burn, kill and rob. Wen County was no exception, with more than half of the people killed and injured.

Before Sima Lang left, he wrote a letter to Zhao Weisun and wanted to go to surrender. Zhao Weisun replied to welcome him.

Zhao Weisun did not break his promise and greeted Sima Lang and his party personally at the city gate when they arrived in Liyang and took them home.

At the dinner, Zhao Weisun comforted Sima Lang and Zhao Zi's family, who were busy with war, "It's been a pain for you."

Sima Lang smiled and said, "We are very grateful to Mr. Zhao for taking it in."

Zhao Weisun waved his hand: "It's easy to say it, my wife is the girl of your clan. Jun Chu (Zhao Zi) is the same clan as me, how can you ignore it?"

The next day, Zhao Weisun assigned Sima Lang and Zhao Zi's residence and asked Sima Lang and Zhao Zi to help him manage Li Yang. Although Sima Lang was not in good health, he rushed to serve in order to repay Zhao Weisun's kindness for taking in.

At this time, Sima Yi spent most of his time reading books, and when he had time, he would go to the military camp with his brother to watch the soldiers practice, and became very interested in the method of marching and formation.

Sima Yi, who was idle this day, was wandering around Liyang City, and not far away, he heard people squatting on the ground and hawking:

"A strange book, a hundred gold pieces."

At first, people were very curious, but when they walked in, they found that it was just an old man wearing a shabby hat sitting over the stone and shouting, and there was nothing in front of them.

Sima Yi also found it strange and stepped forward and asked respectfully and politely: "Old man, what book do you sell?"

The old man looked at the boy who was only about ten years old through the brim of the hat through the brim of the hat, and his eyes immediately shone and said:

"What I sell is a wonderful book that can use a million troops to attack cities and villages, and a thousand hectares of land to manage the country and country. However, it is only sold to those who are destined to be a destiny. You are not enough to discuss the truth, so don't hinder me from doing business and leave quickly."

After hearing this, Sima Yi felt unwilling to accept it and retorted: "Sir, this is a bad word. I don't know that Gan Luo can be appointed as the minister at the age of twelve, and Xiang Qi is the teacher of the saint at the age of seven. Why can't I, Sima Yi, establish a country and a country to pacify the world?"

The old man was stunned after hearing this, and then laughed:

"Hahaha, you really know how to say it! You have to remember your words, you may regret it at that time."

After saying that, he took out a shabby book from his arms and placed it in front of him. He raised his head and laughed again. He did not mention what the bamboo slips were, nor did he talk about the previous saying of the hundred golds. Sima Yi tried to stop him, but the old man was very fast, and he still couldn't keep up with the old man's footsteps no matter how he chased him. In this way, he disappeared from Sima Yi's vision.

On the way home, Sima Yi flipped through it, and gradually he was attracted by the profound and interesting content, and the more he read it, the more he couldn't extricate himself. Unexpectedly, since then, Sima Yi has read this book carefully without putting it down every day.

One day, Sima Yi sat alone on the school ground with bamboo branches and drew the formation diagram of the book on the sand. Suddenly, a stone hit him and hit Sima Yi's forehead. Blood suddenly flowed down his cheeks.

"Rui'er, don't be rude." Not far away, Zhao Weisun's rebuke to his daughter, a few feet across from Sima Yi.

Zhao Rui stuck out her tongue, but Sima Yi seemed to have not noticed it at all. She was still thinking about the picture on the ground and didn't care about the wound on her head at all. This annoyed Zhao Rui. She went forward and stepped on the formation diagram drawn by Sima Yi with her feet:

"I'll let you draw!"

At this moment, Sima Yi felt a pain in his forehead when he raised his head. He reached out and touched his hand and said in shock: "Blood."

Zhao Weisun walked over, pulled Zhao Rui aside, and forced her to apologize to Sima Yi. Sima Yi looked at them blankly, not knowing what they were arguing about for him, and not knowing when his head was broken.

Zhao Rui, who dared not disobey her father, lowered her head and apologized to Sima Yi, but Sima Yi was still stunned, as if she hadn't heard it, and did not speak for a long time. Zhao Rui was even more annoyed when she saw this: "Sima Yi! What do you mean!"

After Sima Yi blinked his eyes twice, he suddenly stood up as if he had thought of something, ran towards the house, frightened Zhao Rui and made Zhao Weisun confused.

After returning home, Sima Yi opened the military book he got from the old man with a straw hat, and did not care about wiping the blood on his head. He carefully checked the mystery he had discovered just now when he had a light of inspiration. He then started to mutter to himself like drinking nectar: ​​"So that's it."
Chapter completed!