The warm winter sun shines far above the gray sky, and the cold wind blows through the bustling streets, covering the damp ground on the roadside with a thin layer of white frost.
Next to the dark brown bare tree trunks, countless pedestrians wrapped in thick down jackets lowered their heads to their cold-red palms, exhaled hot breaths, complained about the weather, and hurried away with their hands in their pockets.
Zuo Qing was holding a cup of hot tea and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The hot air slowly rose from the cup, forming a cloud of white mist in front of the window.
His eyes were staring at the distant sky, wondering what he was thinking.
"Heaven is born..."
He paused and let out a long sigh, "These peaceful days are finally over... I won't be able to live a good life this year either."
On the sofa behind him, an old man in white held a black chess piece in his hand, placed it gently on the chessboard on the coffee table, and smiled slightly.
"Don't you want to leave?"
"Of course, after all, who doesn't like to live a peaceful life?" Zuo Qing said slowly, "But since the war has taken the initiative to find us, we can't be passively beaten... When we win, the peaceful days will come back.
.”
He turned around, walked to sit opposite the old man in white, took out a white piece from the chess box, and dropped it on the chessboard.
"Tai Gong, what are our chances of winning?" Zuo Qing asked.
Jiang Ziya did not answer in a hurry, but picked up a black stone and dropped it again. On the chessboard in front of him, there were four black stones at the moment, surrounding the lone white stone.
"If it's just passive defense, it's only 10% at most."
"What about taking the initiative?"
Jiang Ziya narrowed his eyes slightly, lifted up the white stone, moved it one space to one side, and knocked the black stone closest to him out of the chessboard.
White breaks the game, one versus three.
"...Thirty percent."
"That doesn't sound like good news." Zuo Qing sighed.
"War is not a simple game of strength. In addition to head-on victory, there are many factors that can affect the situation of the battle." Jiang Ziya said leisurely.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the three sunspots.
"Who can guarantee that these three sunspots will not cause other changes?"
Zuo Qing looked at the three sunspots and the sunspots that were knocked out, and fell into deep thought.
"Grandpa, how much time do we have left?"
"Ten days."
Ten days...
Zuo Qing nodded.
At this moment, two knocks on the door rang, the office door was pushed open, and a night watchman walked in.
"What's up?"
"Commander Zuo, the [Night] team is back."
Hearing these words, Zuo Qing raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea, his hanging heart relaxing slightly.
It’s just the right time for these little guys to come back...
"They also abducted a human Ceiling from Japan who brought his own artifact." The night watchman continued.
puff--!!
The hot tea that Zuo Qing held in his mouth suddenly spurted out and landed accurately on Jiang Ziya opposite him.
Jiang Ziya:......?
"What did you say?!"
…
Night Watch Cemetery.
The cold wind rolled up the snow-white petals, like the first snow in winter, flying among the cold tombstones.
A figure in a black suit, holding a bouquet of white flowers in his hand, was standing quietly in front of a brand new tombstone.
On that tombstone, there were several large characters deeply engraved:
——[Lan Yu] Team member, deputy captain of the 136th team stationed in Cangnan City, Wu Xiangnan’s tomb.
Lin Qiye stared at the tombstone for a long time, bent down, gently placed the white flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone, and let out a long sigh.
The tombstone of the Night Watchman is carved by the teammates of the deceased. This is an unwritten rule within the Night Watchman. The tombstone of Zhao Kongcheng was carved by Hongying himself.
Now that the [Lan Yu] team has been wiped out, among the 136 teams stationed in Cangnan, only Lin Qiye knows that Wu Xiangnan has died in the battle, so the vice-captain's tombstone can only be engraved by Lin Qiye himself.
This is the first time that Lin Qiye has carved a monument for someone else.
Because Wu Xiangnan transformed into a Taoist body and left no corpse, there was just an empty tomb under the tombstone in front of him.
In the lonely Night Watchman Cemetery, he was the only figure, standing quietly in the cold wind.
A moment later, a second figure walked into the cemetery.
"Commander Zuo." Lin Qiye turned around and saw the person coming, and spoke proactively.
"Well." Zuo Qing, who was beside him, looked at the tombstone with a complicated look in his eyes, "I heard about Wu Xiangnan's things on the way here... To be honest, I haven't heard about it yet.
I can believe that the three of you killed a god."
"God, it was Deputy Wu who killed him." Lin Qiye glanced at the tombstone, "Wang Mian and I just tried our best to help him fulfill his long-cherished wish."
"It's amazing, every one of you is." Zuo Qing said, "In addition to chasing Wu Xiangnan, based on the achievements of you and Wang Mian, each of you should get a personal Xinghai Medal. Now
During this special period, I won’t hold a ceremony for you. I’ll find time for someone to send it over.”
Zuo Qing bent down and placed the flowers he brought next to Lin Qiye's flowers. After paying homage, he and Lin Qiye walked out of the cemetery together.
"Commander Zuo, heaven has come to this world." Lin Qiye said.
"Ok, I know."
"What will happen next?"
"...I don't know the specifics." Zuo Qing was silent for a moment and said, "In this whirlpool of war between gods, there is too little we can do. Our most important mission is to protect those behind us.
Ordinary people, please guard Daxia.
If the God of Great Xia is the first line of defense of Great Xia, then we, the Night Watchmen, are the second and last line of defense standing before all living beings.
No matter what happens, we can't mess up."
Lin Qiye nodded silently.
Zuo Qing is right. If an all-out war between gods really breaks out, it will not be qualified to participate if it is not up to the ceiling of humanity. Although [Night Curtain] is a special team, it is still far from a war between gods.
Far.
All they can do is guard this last line of defense.
"What do we need to do?" Lin Qiye asked.
Zuo Qing seemed to have already planned this, and said calmly: "The war is coming, and there is no time left for the rookies in the training camp to grow up... I will give you ten days. After ten days, they must
After graduating from the training camp, we will be deployed into different Night Watch teams. Only in this way can we mobilize enough veterans to go to the front line.
In the next few years, these new recruits will be the backbone of maintaining the internal stability of Daxia.
In these ten days, no matter what method you use, you must make them qualified night watchmen.
Can it be done?”
Ten days?
Hearing these two words, Lin Qiye's heart sank slightly, but he did not hesitate for too long and nodded.
"able."
Since Zuo Qing mentioned the number of ten days, it means that something will happen after that, and the sense of crisis lingering in Lin Qiye's heart will become stronger and stronger.