Under the hazy sky, a figure was sitting on the muddy ground. Pale stone monuments surrounded them like a forest. The drizzle hit the dead leaves on the ground, making a dull clicking sound.
The Night Watch Cemetery in Shangjing City is much larger than that in Cangnan City. This is not because of the high status of the Night Watchmen in Shangjing City, but simply because there are too many tombstones. It is almost three times that of Cangnan City. If
If the cemetery is not made larger, it will not be able to accommodate so many monuments.
Lin Qiye stood outside the cemetery, looking at the trembling figure carving a monument in the forest of steles, with a somewhat complicated expression.
"This is the first time I've seen him cry like this."
"Fang Mo is a sweet-tempered kid. Although he hasn't been with them for a long time, his affection for the 006 team is no less than that of Li Zhenzhen." Chen Han sighed.
"Where's Li Zhenzhen? How's it going?"
"She's not awake yet, Xu Liao is taking care of her."
They watched Li Zhenzhen cry and faint in front of the five coffins. Even though Lin Qiye and others tried their best to comfort her, it had no effect. Li Zhenzhen grew up with the members of the 006 team and has long regarded them as family.
, seeing them turning into cold coffins lying on the ground, they couldn't bear the blow at all.
Lin Qiye nodded slightly, looking at the figure carving a monument in the cemetery, and said nothing.
Today, the bodies of all the night watchmen who died on the front line should have been sent to the stations of each team... How many places should such a scene be staged?
Lin Qiye didn't know how many people would be like Li Zhenzhen and Fang Mo today.
But he knew that after today, a large number of young night watchmen in Daxia would undergo transformation.
On the gravel path outside the cemetery, a figure walked towards the cemetery in despair. Li Zhenzhen's face was extremely pale and her eyes were red. She put on her dark red cloak and walked step by step towards the cemetery in the autumn rain.
"woke up?"
"...Hmm." Li Zhenzhen said hoarsely, "I want to carve a monument for them..."
Lin Qiye looked at her haggard and weak look and sighed, "Go ahead, Fang Mo is already inside."
Li Zhenzhen staggered back into the cemetery and sat down next to Fang Mo. She was not aware of the coldness of the autumn rain. She picked up the carving knife and started carving on the stone tablet bit by bit.
Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen carved the tombstones very slowly. It was the first time for them to see off their seniors, and they used the knife very carefully. By the time they finished carving the five tombstones, it was already late at night.
"I'm sorry..." Chen Han smiled bitterly, "Today's dinner is probably just one bite..."
Originally, Chen Han planned to arrange a feast for Lin Qiye and the others to celebrate their triumphant return from the battlefield, but under the current circumstances, the celebration banquet would definitely not be possible.
"It's okay. I've already asked Cao Yuan and Jiang Er to start cooking noodles. These two children have been carving monuments for a long time. They must be very hungry." Lin Qiye said.
"Thanks."
When everyone returned to the courtyard, several bowls of steaming egg noodles were already placed on the small table under the eaves. Cao Yuan took off his apron and nodded slightly to Lin Qiye.
Although Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen had been busy all afternoon, neither of them had much appetite. However, under Lin Qiye's "force", they still sat at the table and ate the noodles with their heads down.
Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, Chen Han, and Xu Liao took their seats one after another.
The autumn rain in the middle of the night was even more chilly. In the huge courtyard, six people sat on a small Eight Immortals table, and they didn't feel crowded at all. Instead, they felt empty and lonely.
You know, the last time they gathered here for dinner, there were so many people that even a long table could not seat them. There were sixteen or seven people, and the lively chatter and laughter could turn over the roof.
But now, they are the same two teams, but there is no longer the excitement and noise at that time.
Fang Mo finished the noodles in the bowl in silence, then placed the chopsticks gently on the table. After a long silence, he finally said, "Sir Qiye...can I ask you something?"
"you say."
"How can I become a member of the special team?"
Lin Qiye paused with his chopsticks and glanced at Fang Mo in surprise, "You want to join the special team? Why?"
"I... don't want to stand behind others anymore." Fang Mo slowly clenched his hands on his knees, "During this war, I have been hiding behind Daxia. Even if I arrived at the battlefield twice,
I was sent back without being able to participate in the battle... I know this is because you want to protect me, but this feeling is really uncomfortable.
I am also a night watchman. Although I am not strong enough, I don’t want to be guarded at the back like a child all the time...
I’m not saying that being a night watchman stationed in the city is not good, I just want to do more things like you. At critical moments, be the first to stand up and be the one who stands in front of everyone."
"Me too." Li Zhenzhen put down his chopsticks and said equally seriously, "I have stayed in Shangjing for more than ten years. This is like my home. If I stay at home, I will never be truly strong...
I want to go out and have a look."
Lin Qiye looked at Li Zhenzhen and Fang Mo, both of them had firm eyes. This was by no means a temporary idea. They should have already discussed it during the previous process of carving the monument.
"It's a bit difficult for two people to join the special team together." Cao Yuan said thoughtfully, "There are already eight members in the [Phoenix] team, and we will not accept new members. Our team can also join, but
For you, our duties are still too dangerous..."
Upon hearing these words, Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen's expressions darkened at the same time.
At this moment, Lin Qiye, who was silent, suddenly said, "Actually, it's not impossible."
"Lord Qiye, are you willing to take us in?" Fang Mo's eyes lit up.
"No." Lin Qiye shook his head, "I mean, since you all want to be members of the special team... why don't you form your own team?"
Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen were stunned on the spot at the same time.
"The [Mask] team has been destroyed. There is no special team under the 004 number. You can form a team yourself, start from scratch, and get closer to the special team little by little... just like us in the past." Lin Qiye's eyes
, a trace of nostalgia emerged.
"But... with our current strength, can we really form a special team by ourselves?" Fang Mo asked worriedly.
"What's not good? When [Yemu] was first formed, my strength was not as good as yours." Lin Qiye smiled slightly, "Strength can be improved quickly. The more things you experience, the more you will grow.
The faster.
You are the agent of Daxia Jinxian, and you carry the soul of the White Tiger, so you are qualified to serve as the captain of the special team."