Chapter 329 Number 012 [End] This land will remember you
The sound of "Qing Qing" made Mo Qing feel a little dazed.
Jiang Ke had never called her that.
Mo Qing's hands froze for a moment.
Looking at Jiang Ke who was still awake, Mo Qing slowly took his hand back for some unknown reason.
"Look."
Jiang Ke said slowly.
look?
There were countless tombstones on this hillside. Mo Qing flicked his wrist, and the flashlight fell on the nearest tombstone, and then he was stunned.
[The tomb of Zhang Chengyun, squad leader of the third company of the Second Army Independent Regiment].
This is……
A tomb built specifically for that regiment?
Mo Qing moved the flashlight and quickly browsed the tombstones. There were words on each tombstone, recording their company, name, place of birth, date of birth and death...
Mo Qing asked hoarsely: "Did you do it?"
Jiang Ke couldn't hear it.
Jiang Ke walked to a monument, slowly squatted down, and looked at the monument in front of him.
That was the leader of the independent group.
He said:
"Jing Shi remembered everyone. Later, he went to investigate their origins and lives."
"This country remembers every soldier who shed blood for it."
"Qingqing, don't have any regrets."
Suddenly, the wind picked up.
The bell rang again.
The cemetery is huge, but there is no sense of splendor at all.
Mo Qing looked at the figure of "Jiang Ke", and in a daze, he seemed to see Jiang Yan squatting in front of the tomb many years ago.
Mo Qing walked forward slowly and came to "Jiang Ke".
Suddenly, Mo Qing took the silver needle and stuck it behind "Jiang Ke"'s ears.
The wind howled.
The bell rings randomly.
"Jiang Yan..." Mo Qing's voice was torn in the wind, "Are you Jiang Yan?"
As if hearing Mo Qing's voice, "Jiang Ke" suddenly raised his head.
The light of the flashlight fell at his feet, and the hazy halo reflected his handsome features. There was more tenderness and smile in his originally dull eyes.
He reached out his hand and touched her cheek.
He said softly: "Qingqing, wait for me."
Mo Qing froze.
The blood all over the body seemed to rush in all directions at that moment.
Mo Qing's breathing was a little heavy: "Do you really want to come back?"
"Jiang Ke" seemed to understand and asked, "Aren't you happy?"
Mo Qing fell silent for a moment.
The bell was still ringing, without any reason and with great enthusiasm.
Mo Qing looked at the person in front of him, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight bridge of nose, and sharp face lines. It was still the same face, and his eyes were so familiar, as if he was hiding everything.
Yes, even just one look...
It is enough to distinguish Jiang Ke and Jiang Yan.
Suddenly, Mo Qing asked: "Will Jiang Ke disappear after you come back?"
"Jiang Ke" didn't answer her.
Soon, those clear and familiar eyes gradually returned to calmness, and their eyes became relaxed.
Mo Qing reached out to grab his shoulder: "Just tell me."
However, "Jiang Ke" no longer responded.
It was as if everything that had just happened was Mo Qing's hallucination.
Can--
Is it really her hallucination?
The hand that grabbed "Jiang Ke's" shoulder paused, Mo Qing closed his eyes, and then slapped Jiang Ke on the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious first, and then quickly injected himself with a few needles.
She stuck the last needle in her thigh and did not pull it out.
The severe pain made Mo Qing take a breath.
She lowered her head and saw Jiang Ke lying on the ground. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or not.
But she knew what she had to do.
She looked around in the cemetery, followed the direction of the ringing, and stumbled over.
In the center of the cemetery, Mo Qing saw the string of bells.
The bell was hung under a locust tree, and strung together with it were several fragments of Nine Clouds.
The wind stopped.
But the bell is still ringing.
Mo Qing's head was buzzing from the noise. She frowned and looked at the bell, which was at least five meters high from the ground. She stood up and jumped, stepped on the trunk of the tree, and jumped again.
She reached out and grabbed the bunch of bells.
Then he pulled hard.
The moment she fell, the bell was successfully pulled off.
However, the bell is still ringing.
Mo Qing used his flashlight to carefully shine on the string of bells. The bells were made of silver wires, like a string of wind chimes.
Except for the Jiuyun fragment, there are three bells in total. They are not big, and their shape is no different from ordinary silver bells. They are exquisitely round and have hollow patterns on the outside.
However, the color is light blue.
The material looks like some kind of metal.
She grabbed a bell and put a cushion in her hand - she could barely feel the weight.
What the hell?
Is she really hallucinating?
Is the pain in her leg fake too?
Mo Qing cursed in his heart, grabbed the bells, and slapped them directly on the tree trunk. Not only were the bells not damaged at all, but the ringing was still ringing, and the skin on Mo Qing's palms was also broken.
At this moment——
The blood seeping out of the palm was quickly absorbed by the bell, which emitted a faint blue light.
The originally harsh and chaotic ringing stopped immediately.
?
What's going on?
At this scene, even the well-informed Mo Qing was stunned for no reason.
——It is somewhat similar to her acupuncture needle and scalpel.
——What is the material of this bell made of?
…
Mo Qing hurried back to find Jiang Ke.
At this time, Jiang Ke was actually awake.
He was not afraid of being in a cemetery, sitting on the ground with the tombstone behind him.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes.
"Did you carry me up?" Jiang Ke put his hand on the back of his neck, kneading it gently and frowning, "Why does my neck hurt so much? Did you hit my head against a tree?"
"..."
Mo Qing paused and looked at him quietly.
Now he stopped pretending and lay down on the ground. His body was covered with dirt and grass clippings. The soil that was soft after the rain had lots of graffiti on his clothes.
Even his hair and face were covered in mud.
But he didn't care. He rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, raised his head slightly, and frowned.
Seeing that she remained silent, Jiang Ke also looked at her.
"You..." Jiang Ke hesitated and said, "What's wrong?"
Mo Qing came back to his senses and walked towards him: "You were attacked. You walked up on your own. Did you see the dirt on your hands? If I hadn't discovered it in time, you would be kneeling in front of someone's grave eating dirt.
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"..."
Although what Mo Qing said was not very credible, Jiang Ke still felt chills running down his spine when he thought about that scene.
He turned his head, glanced at the tombstone beside him, raised his hand, and tapped it with his fingers.
"This old man has a soul in heaven. He knows that I eat the soil from his grave, so he has to do something to stop me." Jiang Ke said slowly.
Mo Qing was speechless for a moment.
Jiang Ke smiled, clapped his hands, stood up, and straightened his wrinkled clothes.
His eyes fell on the bunch of bells in Mo Qing's hand: "The one you took is the culprit?"
"Um."
Mo Qing stretched out his other hand and threw a few broken pieces of Jiuyun to Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke reached out to fish it out and collected it.
Mo Qing picked up the bunch of bells: "The fragments of Jiuyun are tied together with it, there are five pieces in total."
She shook the bell.
The bell has no sound.
Mo Qing said: "This bell is quite special. It can ring even if there is no wind. After sucking my blood, it suddenly became silent."
"After you left, Chi Shi sent me a message," Jiang Ke said. "He said that aliens are not affected by bells, and you happen to be one of them."
Mo Qing was confused: "What alien?"
"I don't know. That's all he remembered."
"If I am really a foreigner, then do I have other tribesmen?" Mo Qing asked again.
"I can't say for sure."
"..."
"..."
The two ignorant people looked at each other.
After a long time, Jiang Ke turned his sore neck, tilted his head slightly, noticed the graves scattered all over the mountains and plains, and frowned.
He wondered: "What place is this?"
"Jing Shihe..." Mo Qing paused.
Jiang Ke cast a doubtful look.
Mo Qing continued: "Jing Shi and his comrades built a cemetery for the independent regiment at that time. The independent regiment probably died here."
She paused for two seconds: "I remembered them all the time, and then I went to find the roots of these people one by one."
Jiang Ke asked: "How do you know?"
"You guessed it." Mo Qing said confusedly, "Remember, besides Jing Shi, who else is there from the Independent Group?"
This is true.
Jiang Ke didn't ask any more questions. After looking around, he said, "Do you want to stay and take a look?"
"Um."
Mo Qing nodded slightly.
Before, she didn't remember everyone's name, but now, she wants to take a good look at them.
She squeezed the flashlight tightly and was about to leave when she suddenly stopped and looked sideways at Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke said: "I will accompany you."
"casual."
Mo Qing dropped two words and left.
A bit arrogant.
Jiang Ke couldn't help but laugh.
…
Two hundred and seventy-two tombstones.
Two hundred and seventy-two warriors.
Mo Qing walked past the tombs one by one, pulled out the weeds in front of the tombs, and read every word on the tombstones clearly.
By the time she finished reading the last tombstone, dawn had passed quietly and the sky was getting brighter.
"Go back."
Mo Qing took a gentle breath and looked at the sky in the distance.
Jiang Ke glanced at the sky, then looked back at the silent bells fluttering in the wind.
He asked: "Can you take this bell?"
"take."
Mo Qing said.
She turned around and looked at the tombstones: "After taking it away, no one will covet this place. They will also be clean."
Jiang Ke was noncommittal.
They didn't stay any longer.
When going down the mountain, Jiang Ke suddenly thought of something: "Didn't you go with Wen Yingxue?"
"Um?"
Only then did Mo Qing remember this matter.
Her expression became a little strange.
Jiang Ke asked: "What?"
"I can't quite remember..." Mo Qing said, "where I dropped her."
Jiang Ke: "..."
After all, it is a human life.
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke could only try their best to find it.
When they found Wen Yingxue, Wen Yingxue was washing her face by the stream.
Wen Yingxue's condition was even more embarrassing than Jiang Ke's. She was covered in mud. Our lady, who was originally clean and dust-free, now looked like a miner who had lived in the mountains and forests for a long time.
"When did you wake up?" Mo Qing greeted from a distance.
"It didn't take long--"
Wen Yingxue answered and turned back.
Then, she saw Mo Qing standing in the rising sunshine, smiling happily, not to mention gloating about his misfortune.
Wen Yingxue: "..."
She and Mo Qing are always incompatible.
Wen Yingxue simply ignored it and focused on cleaning the mud on her body.
The water in late autumn was very cold, not to mention it was a mountain stream. Her hands were red from the cold.
However, she has a severe mysophobia and cannot bear to be dirty.
Wen Yingxue washed her sleeves slowly and asked, "Did you find the thing?"
Mo Qing said: "I don't know, it might be better for you."
"You guys should leave quickly."
"What about that group of people?"
"I will take care of it." Wen Yingxue said, "As for Shan Yingying, she will be fine."
Mo Qing thought for a while: "Do you know anything about the Forerunners?"
Wen Yingxue was slightly startled, and then said: "They are just a group of evildoers who have some dealings with Wen Nanqiu."
"that's all?"
"I don't know much."
"OK."
Mo Qing smiled very softly, but did not ask any further questions.
She raised her hand and threw something.
Wen Yingxue suddenly turned around and raised her hand to grab it. After feeling the touch of the object, she raised her eyes in surprise.
This is……
The parchment paper on which the prescription was hidden.
Mo Qing shrugged: "I'll give it to you, I'll pay you back."
Wen Yingxue frowned slightly and stared at Mo Qing, wanting to say something, but she didn't speak.
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke left together.
The sun shone brightly on the earth, and the yellow weeds swayed in the wind. The two people leaving side by side were covered with a light golden light.
On the hillside not far away, the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, and beams of light shine on the cemetery.
Peaceful and peaceful.
*
Before kidnapping Wen Yingxue and Shan Yingying, Brother Ying first sent a message to Tang Ming on Wen Yingxue's mobile phone, saying that he would act alone with Shan Yingying.
Although Wen Yingxue and Shan Yingying never returned last night and someone from the club called the police, it didn't cause much commotion in one night.
As soon as the two men showed up, things calmed down.
As for Brother Ying and others, they all went crazy.
Wen Yingxue called the police, and the police took Brother Ying and the others away. As a result, they found a fugitive and quickly locked them up.
Mo Qing originally wanted Hoss to step in and look for clues about the "Forerunners" from Brother Ying and others, but Brother Ying and the others were indeed crazy, so he could only give up for the time being.
Another busy day outside.
It was not until dark that Mo Qing and Jiang Ke returned to Taiping Street.
"You two are back." Goblin opened the door and complained to them, "The sweet and sour pork ribs and short crispy pork I made are getting cold."
"Where's Itoki?"
Mo Qing was very sleepy and had no energy.
"I want to eat cold dishes. He went to buy them. He should be back soon -"
Before he finished speaking, someone entered the yard.
