Chapter 233 That Crimson Cloud Fills the Sky

The train's final destination is the capital.

To get to Hebei, you need to take a bus.

After getting off the train at the station, Feng Yuxiu, carrying his bag, looked at the bustling crowd.

People heading north to work scattered in droves.

He stood on the station platform, momentarily dazed, unsure whether it was the disconnect from the old era or the direct reaction of not having seen so many people for so long.

He's going to Guangzhou to find his former master.

Feng Yuxiu turned and walked into the station window.

He needs to buy a ticket to Guangzhou.

"Is that Xu Sanduo?" Just as he entered, three upright men blocked Feng Yuxiu's path.

Feng Yuxiu quickly scanned the three men's tiger's mouths, necks, and eyes, and immediately understood.

"Yes," Feng Yuxiu replied expressionlessly.

"Please come with us. We are the 81st Mobile Division of the Armed Police."

"This is our document."

Feng Yuxiu glanced at it. "I'm on vacation right now."

"Please cooperate." The leading man spoke with his face still expressionless.

Feng Yuxiu remained silent for a moment and then nodded.

The four people walked out of the station, and a military vehicle stopped at the entrance.

Feng Yuxiu got into the car without hesitation.

The car continued forward, passing through the central street, and the number of vehicles and pedestrians around gradually decreased.

Feng Yuxiu did not ask where he was going; only Team A knew his itinerary.

The fact that it was intercepted so accurately suggests that it really didn't want to take any action.

Everything has a purpose.

As the vehicle moved along, the air on both sides completely lost its lively atmosphere.

An ancient city wall suddenly appeared before us, gradually being divided into modern squares and buildings.

Seven or eight pedestrians on bicycles crossed the street.

Red city walls descended upon the land.

After stretching for hundreds of meters, it was blocked by the city gate tower.

Feng Yuxiu was suddenly stunned. The sun shone on the city gate, and his kind face looked out over the mountains and rivers.

In the dim light, I could hear the sound of revolutionary songs that shook the mountains and rivers.

"The golden sun shines brightly on the Golden Hill in Beijing, and Chairman Mao is that golden sun..."

Feng Yuxiu had lived two lives, but had never been to Beijing, nor had he ever passed through Tiananmen Square.

At this moment, his heart was pierced by countless beams of light, gradually dispelling the darkness.

After enlisting in the 702nd Regiment, the company commander always told me to defend the capital and the people.

This was the first time he had seen the capital, the first time he had seen the place he had guarded for several years.

This place is beautiful and also very popular.

It seems that the most dazzling sun in China resides here, thus spreading its rays across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

The car eventually stopped in front of the Monument to the People's Heroes.

The three soldiers stopped solemnly and walked to the monument.

He slowly removed his hat and saluted.

They then spread out into two rows and slowly turned around to look at Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu put down the package, remained silent for a few seconds, and then got off the bus.

He walked step by step on the hardened ground of the square.

Looking at the names on the list, at the heroes who fought to protect their country and people, even he felt a sense of being touched and moved.

The political instructor of the Seventh Steel Company once said that soldiers do not need to buy tickets to enter Tiananmen Square because we conquered it and then returned it to the people.

Feng Yuxiu felt somewhat unfamiliar with it.

"time to go!"

Pedestrians who linger in the square for an extended period of time will have their identification checked by patrolling soldiers.

The car was able to drive here probably because someone had given prior notice.

They wanted Feng Yuxiu to have a sense of belonging, so that those who hadn't served in the military wouldn't feel a sense of pride when they saw Tiananmen Square and the Monument to the People's Heroes.

That was an honor, that was awe-inspiring.

This shock was a wake-up call for everyone.

The car left Tiananmen Square and dropped Feng Yuxiu off on the street.

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, the three turned and got into the car, slowly driving away.

He became a person once again.

It seems that the task for these three soldiers was simply to send him to Tiananmen Square.

Only then did I realize that I was standing at a bus stop.

He suddenly had no idea where to go.

Guangzhou...it seems I can't go there now.

So he started waiting for the bus.

The bus finally arrived, and the moment the doors opened, Feng Yuxiu leaped onto it, his feet touching the ground.

That was his habitual technique for rapidly climbing the infantry fighting vehicle.

The people inside the bus stared in disbelief at this sight.

"What are you doing? Are there no seats left? Why are you running around like this?" The ticket seller glared at him. "Where to?" he asked casually.

Feng Yuxiu paused for a moment, then said, "I don't know."

"Buy tickets!"

Seeing the change in Feng Yuxiu's hand, the ticket seller didn't bother to ask any more questions. After handing over a ticket, she turned and looked at the person in front of her.

Feng Yuxiu found a seat and sat down. This was the starting station, and there were only a few people there.

The moment the car started moving, the neon lights outside began to flash.

He got off the train at a random stop, and as night fell, the city was instantly covered in neon lights.

Suddenly, Feng Yuxiu stopped in his tracks. "This isn't right!"

"This isn't right!"

He was reborn from the future, so why is he being influenced by this old era?

No matter how prosperous this era is, it is still backward in his eyes.

"Can joining the army really change a person's mindset?"

Since we can't go to Guangzhou, we'll just have to wait.

Anyway, he will still be discharged from the army in a month.

Then go to South America to find that scorpion.

He casually walked into a bar.

The overwhelming music suddenly exploded, as if we were on a battlefield, and the roar of the armored vehicles made my ears ring.

Feng Yuxiu sat in the corner, ordered a glass of wine, and slowly drank it.

He rarely drinks, at least not in the army.

But now, he feels it's time to have some alcohol.

He felt he had made a big mistake; the angry and violent behavior he should have displayed had not materialized.

It seems that Weng Haisheng's personality was destroyed, but why is he still so confused?
The liquor in the capital is very expensive; according to the military allowance, this is equivalent to Wu Liuyi's monthly cigarette expenses.

Feng Yuxiu ordered a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp. He then stood up, holding the empty glass.

He wouldn't spend the money his comrades gave him; he never touched anything like being indebted.

If someone is leaving, they shouldn't owe anyone favors.

He stood up, carrying his bag, and walked through the frenzied dancing crowd.

Like a passerby on a journey through the world, I can't seem to blend into the clamor of this era.

On the platform, a very tall girl suddenly lost her footing and fell heavily to the ground.

Feng Yuxiu instinctively turned around and caught it, then put it on the ground and turned away.

The girl was a very pretty and fashionable young woman, and her eyes lit up when she saw Feng Yuxiu's rugged face.

Feng Yuxiu calmly turned around and walked outside.

It seems that he no longer distinguishes between men and women, but only between the human species.

"Hey, stop! Why are you running? Talk to me for a bit!" the girl shouted from behind, but her voice was drowned out by the deafening noise.

"Hey, baby, let's chat." Five or six burly men with tattoos on their faces blocked the girl's path with a half-smile, licked their lips, and looked her up and down.

The girl clutched her chest with both hands, frowning. "Get away!"

"Hey, there's a girl in this area who talks to me like that, interesting. Little girl, let me take good care of you tonight." The big man rubbed his bald head, revealing his yellow teeth.

At the bar entrance, behind the crowd, Feng Yuxiu stood expressionless.

He then pushed open the door and left without hesitation.

This world... doesn't need him.

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"What's up? Want to hang out with my friend?" A rich young man walked off the dance floor and slapped the bald man across the face.

"You motherfucker, how dare you hit me!!" The bald man was instantly enraged. How dare someone hit him like that here!
Don't you know Wu Huan Shisanlang?
The wealthy young man remained expressionless, casually pulling out his phone and pressing a few buttons.

Less than ten seconds later, hundreds of people rushed in from outside.

The seven or eight burly men turned pale instantly upon seeing this.

"Throw it far away."

He then turned to look at the girl, "Are you alright?"

The girl shook her head. "It's alright."

"Come up with me if you're not busy!"

"Brother, I'm really interested in that kid from earlier." The girl smiled, revealing her teeth.

"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you to play with."

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Feng Yuxiu walked down the bustling street, completely lost about what he was going to do.

In this era, the only places he was familiar with were the military base and Xia Rongshu Village.

However, he doesn't want to go home right now, and he doesn't have much of a connection with the old man and the two children.

That disgusting appearance made him feel a little too nauseous.

So now he has a choice to make.

Rumble!
A car stopped in front of him as if it were receiving a message.

Seven or eight men wearing floral short-sleeved shirts got off the bus.

"Kid, get in our car."

Feng Yuxiu quickly looked him over, then suddenly smiled and said, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)

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