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                        程麒:“”                                                                                他彻底无语了。                                                                                “来人呐!把他门砸开!”                                                                                程麒叫着人,跟随他的副官们一拥而上,哐当两脚就把薄弱的门板子给破开。                                                                                破开屋门后,众人就见光着头的程云朔盘坐在蒲团垫子上,手里转着佛珠打坐念经,一大群人冲进来,他半点不为所动。                                                                                紧闭着眼睛,睁都不睁。                                                                                程麒心中恼火得厉害,他上前一个箭步就去拉拽程云朔,拖着他往外走。                                                                                “你爹回来了,你看看去!”                                                                                “你知道你爹怎么亡的吗!那个时候蛮夷垂死挣扎,久攻不破,大伯他拖着重病的身子披甲上阵,是他鼓舞的军心才叫我们赢的!”                                                                                “没有他,这场仗不知道还要死多少人!”            
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