Ning Xuejian made a plan in his mind: it seemed that Fang Che's guess was correct, the dream demon must still be in Baiyun Continent.
In this case, you have your own goals and plans.
So he immediately regained his aloofness and said in a frosty and ice-cold tone: "I'm going!"
Whoosh.
Gone.
Yuan Jingjiang and others recovered from the stiffness and stammered: "Master Jian...is gone?"
"Gone." Fang Che replied with a frown.
He was still regretful and a little unwilling.
It's actually just a clone.
The dream demon is not dead.
Yuan Jingjiang stammered: "Then what should we do?"
"What do we do?"
Fang Che said angrily: "You are the master of the hall!"
Yuan Jingjiang was at a loss, his mind was still dazed, as if he was about to cry: "My mind is blank now..."
"..."
Fang Che turned around and left.
"You guys pack up, I'm going to see Tang Zheng. Transport the couple... back to the guard hall first."
His voice was low, and after saying this, he entered the yard next door without looking back.
Wrap up all Xiaomei’s cosmetics and accessories inside.
Then he put the body on the bed board, carried it out, asked for a carriage, put Xiaomei on it, then sat on it himself, and whipped up his whip: "Drive!"
Just ignore it and leave.
Yuan Jingjiang also wanted to follow, but there were still things to deal with here, so he could only take a look and start giving instructions immediately.
Without anyone to rely on, I will have to do some tasks by myself.
Fang Che drove the carriage all the way to Tang Zheng's body.
Here, the deacons guarding the main hall have come over and are guarding the area. The surrounding areas have been tightened.
Tang Zheng was covered in Venus deacon uniform and lying quietly.
"You're going to buy a bridal gown, Fengguanxiapei."
Fang Che arranged for Jing Xiuyun and warned: "Get the best one, the highest quality one!"
"yes."
Jing Xiuyun turned around and left with tears in her eyes. As she walked, she wiped her tears.
"You rush back first to tell the domestic demand and get a full set of deacon uniforms, Silver Star. Remember, full set!"
Fang Che arranged for Zhao Yinger: "Speed."
"yes."
Zhao Ying'er bowed to Tang Zheng and said goodbye, then jumped away.
"Tang Zheng, let me tell you that your neighbor's three demons have been killed by us."
Fang Che slowly came to Tang Zheng, looked at Tang Zheng's face, and said softly.
Tang Zheng was lying down with a calm smile on his face. He seemed very pleased.
Fang Che said in a low voice: "You know? You have done a great service! Because of your information, we killed a clone of the Dream Demon. This is a great achievement for guarding the main hall. Even among the guardians,
It’s also a great achievement!”
"So, no one can object to your promotion to Silver Star."
"My cultivation level is really too low. Otherwise, my achievements would be enough for gold stars."
"Tang Zheng..."
Fang Che sighed: "I have brought Xiaomei here for you. I will take you back to the guard hall together!"
"I wish you that in the next life and the next, you will grow old together and never be separated!"
Fang Che stood solemnly, bowed his head, and observed a moment of silence.
Then he leaned over, picked up Tang Zheng with a proud smile on his face, and put him on the carriage.
Cripple Hong Er wanted to help, but he refused.
Lay Tang Zheng and Xiao Mei neatly together.
Fang Che got on the carriage: "Go back to the guard hall and deacon's hall!"
The horse whip was waved gently, and the carriage started slowly and smoothly.
Fang Che sat on the carriage shaft, his face cold and solemn, his eyes deep and focused.
The night is deep.
The wind suddenly picked up, causing his hair to flutter and his clothes to flutter; the sky sobbed like a sob.
The sound of horse hooves is crisp and clear as they move forward slowly.
Hong Er Laizi and other hall deacons formed a neat team behind them and followed silently.
Everyone's eyes were staring at the bodies of Tang Zheng and his wife on the carriage, and then at Fang Che, who was sitting upright on the shaft of the carriage.
I don't even know what I'm thinking.
All they knew was to follow that straight figure and move forward. No matter whether it was night or anywhere ahead.
…
After Ningxue Sword left.
"Brother Ninth, you are so good at predicting things. As soon as I arrived, I killed two nightmare guards and a clone of the dream demon!"
there.
"Huh?" Dongfang Sansan was immediately shocked, even stunned for a moment.
So fast?
In Dongfang Sansan's idea, the Ningxue Sword was sent to first shock; then cooperate with the guarding hall to stabilize the situation; and then the southeast and the guardians worked together.
Crack down on the four major sects, gradually peel off the news about the Tianshen Sect, and focus on attacking them.
In this way, Fang Che would not be exposed at all.
It is logical to attack the Celestial God Sect, and then the final goal is to destroy the dream demon or its clones.
This is a complete process.
But after Ningxue Sword passed by, he didn't even take a break and killed a Dream Demon clone!
In one step, I went directly to the last step of the work.
Dongfang Sansan counted the time and was a little surprised.
This means that Ningxue Sword rushed over with all its strength, and then stopped without stopping after reaching Baiyun Continent, fell down, and immediately killed the dream demon clone and the two nightmare guards with one sword?
What the hell... is there such a coincidence?
"What's going on?" Dongfang Sansan asked.
"As soon as I came and searched, I found out that this guy Fang Che was walking around the streets with a powerful official..."
Ning Xuejian's words made Dongfang Sansan frown.
When you put it this way, why do I feel that Fang Che is actually a street vendor?
"Then I went down, and it turned out that these guys were so audacious that they actually found the residence of the dream demon's clone, and even a few kings dared to arrest it..."
Ningxue Sword said proudly: "If I hadn't been here, I'm afraid these guys would have become the nourishment for the dream demon."
Dongfang Sansan snorted.
If they hadn't felt your presence, I'm afraid they wouldn't even move!
You have been asking for credit to such an extent that you feel like you are giving yourself credit for it!
"Then Fang Che actually stabbed a nightmare guard with one knife. The timing was good, but... he didn't stab him. It almost killed me, and then I took action."
Ningxue Jian couldn't help but feel happy when he remembered the scene when Fang Che stabbed the nightmare guard in the back and was knocked away.
"Then you took action and captured it?"
Dongfang Sansan asked.
"I took it, but a strange thing happened. After the dream demon's clone died, it turned into a phantom, and my sword had no effect on this phantom, but after the phantom flew up,
I don’t know what happened, but I was eaten alive.”
Ningxue Sword said: "Brother Ninth, please think about this matter. What is going on? Is there a ghost?"
Dongfang Sansan said: "Yes, there is a ghost!"
"What the hell?"
"There are ghosts that eat clones."
"Yes, I know, I mean what is the reason?" Ningxue Jian persisted.
"...There is a ghost!"
"I know there are ghosts. What is the problem?"
"..."
After a while, Dongfang Sansan slowly sent a question: "Are you Xue Fuxiao or Rui Qianshan?"
Ningxuejian: "???Brother Ninth, are you confused?"
Dongfang Sansan is rubbing her temples.
That's enough!
"Next, you will sit in Baiyun Continent, inside the city. Don't leave the city. No matter what happens in the southeast, you are not allowed to leave Baiyun Continent until the dream demon is dead. Do you understand?"
"I understand. Brother Ninth, what the hell is that?"
Dongfang Sansan put the communication jade on the table and stopped replying.
…
In the north of Baiyunzhou City, in a large and magnificent courtyard.
The one wearing the uniform of a wealthy man with a kind face is none other than Kou Yifang, the leader of the Tianshen Sect.
He looked anxious at the moment.
I just went in to say hello to the ancestor. The ancestor is still a little out of sorts. However, during this period of time, as a lot of the Dream True Spirit has been absorbed back, the ancestor's complexion is getting better and better.
But just now, while he was just talking, his face suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in a crazy manner, directly spraying Kou Fang's head and face.
Then he fell straight on the bed.
There was a bang on his body, as if something exploded.
Immediately, countless endless small bubbles appeared on the ancestor's body; the small bubbles floated up, floated to the sky, burst when they saw the wind, and disappeared in an instant.
The ancestor who was already a bit thin suddenly became as skinny as a stick.
And lying on the bed, I was still erect.
When the body straightened up, there was a big mouthful of blood; when it straightened up again, there was another big mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Kou Yifang inexplicably remembered two words: Stand up!
It's really similar.
Six nightmare guards rushed in at the same time. One of them carefully raised the ancestor's head and skillfully fed him a bowl of medicine.
But it spit out again with a pop.
"Go and get...the Dream Soul Pill..."
The dream demon glared: "Hurry..."
I brought the Dream Soul Pill and hurriedly took it. The dream demon's condition finally stabilized.
However, I was really lying in bed and couldn't get up.
His face was ashen, with a faint air of death in his expression, and his breath was dying.
Like a dying patient who is barely able to breathe.
After a long time, he finally took a breath. He was so weak that it was difficult to even breathe, and he murmured: "The clone... was destroyed."
"ah?"
Everyone was shocked.
"Latent... In addition, report to the chief instructor that there is an urgent need for... the Resurrection Pill."
After the dream demon finished speaking a few words with difficulty, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
This time the clone was destroyed, although it was not as serious as the last time's backlash, but he had just woken up and had not yet recovered, and the consequences of the clone's destruction were actually more deadly than the last time.
Several nightmare guards hurriedly began to arrange and report.
But Kou Fang was stunned on the spot.
Lord Dream Demon...his hands are clattering again...and he can't move!
This time, the Celestial Sect, in order to support the Dream Demon Ancestor, all the elites of the sect came in!
The most terrible thing is... when the Dream Demon Ancestor couldn't move, the Ningxue Sword came!
And now in the sky above Baiyun Continent, the sword energy is shocking.
Walk?
That is absolutely impossible!
Kou Yifang feels cramps in his calves every moment.
At any moment, I feel like my head is going to run away from home with a whooshing sound.
But now that the matter has come to this, there is no way out.
At that time, he took the initiative to invite the ancestors to come to the southeast to collect the dream spirit. Wasn't it just to increase his bargaining chip?
If you don’t flatter your ancestors, how can you rise in the southeast?
There is a night demon in the Yin Shen Palace, and he is the best at completing the task; seeing that his power has reached the sky, he cannot compare with it.
Hai Wuliang is finished.
But I am still a head taller than Guan Shandu and Gu Shanfeng, right?
"Wealth is found in danger!"
Kou Fang gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
Now that we have reached this point, there is no point in regretting; we can only bite the bullet and go down. As long as this level is passed and the Dream Demon Ancestor recovers with his help, then he will be completely stable in the sect in the future.
Heel.
The six nightmare guards were busy, obviously not caring about themselves, the leader of the subordinate sect. But in the current situation, what should we do?
Think about it.
I found the communication jade, communicated with the Five Spirit Gu, and contacted the Yin Shen Palace.
"Master Yin, I have something to ask for help with."
Yin Shen Palace was very surprised. Kou Yifang came to ask for help again. What happened?
"Brother Kou, you're welcome. If you have something to do, just say it."
"My little brother is currently in Baiyun Continent and is in a difficult situation. Furthermore, he is worried about being exposed at any time. I just want to talk to Brother Yin first. If I really have to, I hope Brother Yin can help me."
Kou Fang kept his posture very low.
Yin Shen Palace was in a very happy mood, but he did not directly agree, saying: "What Brother Kou said, I am naturally obligated to deal with your matter. But I am not in Baiyun Continent either."
Seeing that Yin Shen Palace was pretending to be confused, Kou Fangfang made it clear: "Brother Yin, if you don't tell secrets, we all know that your sub-rudder has been rewarded."
Yinshen Palace said: "Oh?"
"We also know the matter about Starlight Helmsman." Kou Fangfang said.
Yinshen Palace narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Kou Yifang gritted his teeth, but still lowered his attitude and discussed: "I just hope that in times of crisis, your commander can help."
Yinshen Palace's expression turned cold: "Brother Kou, you don't know that the sub-helm has caught the eyes of the deputy chief leader. Even I can't move now even if I can! Do you know the relationship between this?
How big!"
"So I don't dare to ask to go there now."
Kou Fang said: "But if the crisis comes, if I can't move to a safe place, I'm afraid even Lord Dream Demon will be buried here this time. Brother Yin, you can't just ignore death. Besides, are you there?"
It's possible that it won't reach that level, and it's not possible now. I just wanted to say hello to you in advance."
Yinshen Palace said: "Brother Kou, we don't play tricks. If it comes to your life and death, it means that you have been exposed. If you reach the branch of Xingmang, can you still have a branch? Wouldn't it mean that you would be directly killed?
Are you tired? Wouldn’t that delay a big event?”
Kou Fangfang said: "I swear to the God Centipede that I will never implicate the helmsman. Besides, there is Lord Dream Demon here. Brother Yin, if you don't care about me, don't you even care about Lord Dream Demon?"
Yin Shen Palace hesitated, and then said: "Brother Kou, it's not that I'm trying to shirk, but that I really don't have the right to promise you. Otherwise, I can help you ask Vice Chief Yan."
Kou Yifang was stunned. He actually wanted to ask Vice Chief Yan about such a small matter?
This guy doesn't seem to want to help at all this time.
He held his breath and said, "Just ask."
Then the communication was interrupted. His face was uncertain. What the hell is Yin Shen Palace pretending to be? Can you contact the deputy chief leader of Shangyan?
Just say it clearly if you don't want to help! You don't want to help, but you still have to act like a coward in front of me...that's not a thing.
Over there, Yin Shen Palace did not dare to neglect.
Because he sensed the crisis; it was one thing that he didn't agree. But since Kou Fang knew about the matter of dividing the helm, he would definitely go when the critical moment came.
There is no doubt about this.
His life is about to be lost, what else does Kou Fang have to worry about?
Therefore, Night Demon is about to encounter a life and death crisis! This is a big deal!
He immediately reported it to Yan Nan.
"Deputy Chief Master Qi Yan, his subordinate Southeast Yixin Sect Seal Shrine reported that the Night Demon incident encountered an unprecedented crisis, and that day the leader of the Divine Sect, Kou Yifang, was trapped in Baiyun Continent..."
Explained the matter in detail.
I read it several times and made it as complete as possible before sending it out.
Yan Nan was drinking tea in the pavilion under the flower stand at the headquarters, watching Yan Beihan practice his gun under the guidance of Duan Xiyang.
Applause from time to time and say: "Not bad."
It seemed as if Duan Xiyang's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
Duan Xiyang was about to explode.
He went out again and killed more than a dozen people in Wumianlou. When he returned to the headquarters, before he could even sit down, Yan Nan grabbed him.
Actually it was to practice shooting for his granddaughter.
However, this girl Yan Beihan really doesn't have much understanding of guns.
To be honest, before he taught Yan Beihan how to practice spear, he liked this ice-snow and smart girl very much.
But now, Duan Xiyang thinks that the person he hates the most in his life is Yan Beihan.
In the field, Yan Beihan sat on his horse with his waist down, and thrust out a spear with fierce intent, full of evil aura.
Yan Nan is clapping her hands.
Duan Xiyang was furious: "Why are you twisting your butt when you draw a gun? Can your waist be stiffer? What's your waist? It's so soft. Canglong Chuhai, what have you trained me to do? This is still Canglong Chuhai."
?This is simply like a loach!"
"Look at whatever you're looking at, cry at whatever you're looking at!"
"Your broken waist..."
Duan Xiyang had a dark face.
"Hey, Lao Duan."
Seeing that his granddaughter was being scolded, Yan Nan felt a little distressed, so he stopped and said dissatisfied: "How can anyone talk to a girl like that? Besides, girls are already weak in waist. You are looking for the wrong reason."
Duan Xiyang said angrily: "Then don't let her practice shooting! Or you can teach her yourself! You drag me to serve your granddaughter every day, but she is still a tofu! You are not blind, so you can't see that your granddaughter is not practicing
Gun material?!"
Yan Nan said angrily: "Why are you talking to the deputy leader! Pay attention to your attitude!"
"It took me hundreds of millions of corpses to make my gun. What can she do if she just works behind closed doors? Go out and kill people, go out and fight!"
Duan Xiyang was in an extremely unhappy mood and cursed: "Yan Wu! Don't show off your majesty as the deputy chief leader in front of me. You've offended me and I'll shoot you. Don't blame me for rebelling!"
Yan Nan blew his beard and stared, and could only say: "Take a rest for a while."
Yan Beihan, who was sweating profusely, stood with his eyes red and put away his gun.
He lowered his head and walked to Duan Xiyang: "Grandpa Duan, don't be angry. My granddaughter is not qualified to practice guns. Isn't she still practicing hard... Besides, you are tired, shall I give you a shoulder?"
Duan Xiyang's face softened slightly, but his anger was still lingering. He sighed and said: "Girl, tell your grandfather to stop torturing us. You are really not that good. You have been practicing for so long and you are not as good as me."
When I first met Night Demon, that kid had a sharp gun."
Yan Beihan's eyes lit up: "Night Demon, he also practices shooting? How is he?"
"With your current marksmanship, if you were to fight him with a gun, he would probably pick you up with one shot!"
Duan Xiyang rolled his eyes and said.
"Have you seen the Night Stalker? What does it look like?"
Yan Beihan became very excited.
"Looks like a real person."
Duan Xiyang said.
In Duan Xiyang's eyes, good looks... don't exist. It's just a pile of minced meat when he picks it up with a bone gun. It's boring to talk about good looks. That's why he can say that Fang Che looks like
Personally, that is indeed a very high praise.
Yan Beihan was very interested: "Grandpa Duan, let's talk more..."
In the pavilion, Yan Nan coughed hard: "Practice your spear! Keep practicing your spear!"
Duan Xiyang weakly dragged the bone gun along the ground, leaving sparks all over the ground.
"I have really committed a sin..."
Just at this time.
Yannan's expression changed and he took out the communication jade.
It was actually a message from Yin Shen Palace.
After reading it, I immediately frowned.
What the hell...
The Dream Demon is now trapped in Baiyun Continent? Has Ningxue Sword gone?
And the Celestial Sect?
Want to hide with the Night Demon in a critical moment?
Isn’t this causing trouble!
But Yan Nan also knows in his heart that at present, the value of the Dream Demon is much more important than that of a Night Demon who has not yet grown up.
At this stage, the Night Demon can die, but the Dream Demon cannot!
It involves a gap in high-end combat capabilities.
He was upset for a moment and cursed: "Didn't I tell you not to go into the city? Why did you still go to Baiyunzhou City? If you change the continent, there won't be so much trouble!"
But he also knew it in his heart.
Why choose Baiyunzhou?
It should be the co-helm who is determined to teach the most successful ones there. Because of success, his identity is safe, so at critical times, there is a way out!
"What the hell! We all happened to come together! Isn't this an opportunity for everyone to finish the job?"
The more Yan Nan thought about it, the angrier he became.
But the Dream Demon really couldn't give up.
"Duan Xiyang!"
Yan Nan shouted angrily.
Duan Xiyang came over dragging a gun and rolled his eyelids: "What's the matter?"
"Look at the good things you've done!"
Yan Nan held the communication jade and pointed with his fingers: "You suggested restoring the dream demon, right? Is it the Ten Thousand Years Resurrection Grass you found for him? Take a look!"
Duan Xiyang said calmly: "But the dream demon wants to recover; you didn't let him collect the true dream spirit in our religion, and you forced him to go to the Guardian Continent."
After saying that, he said: "I'm not responsible for academic affairs, so let me take care of you."
Then he turned around and went back, concentrating on teaching Yan Beihan's marksmanship. It could be seen that Duan Xiyang was much more serious now.
Yan Nan sighed and sent a message back to Yinshen Palace: "If your life is really at stake, you can go. But before you go, you must tell Night Demon to get out first..."
Then he sent a message to Dream Demon: "It's okay to go to Baiyunzhou to teach the helmsman, but you must ensure that you can't hinder the helmsmanship."
At this moment, Vice Chief Master Yan had no idea that the Dream Demon had fallen into a deep sleep...
You will definitely not see any news about him.
…
Yinshen Palace received the news from Vice Chief Yan, and made up its mind.
In this way, even if something happens, you can't blame yourself.
So I immediately sent a message back to Kou Yifang.
"The deputy chief leader has ordered that if your life is really at stake, you can go to the helm and hide for a while, but you must ensure the safety of the helm! However, if you have not reached that point, you are not allowed to go under any circumstances."
News from Kou Yifang came immediately: "Brother Yin, thank you very much!"
Yinshen Palace ignored him and then sent a message to Fang Che.
"Night Demon, where are you? Something unexpected happens now. If you see it, please reply immediately!"
…
Baiyunzhou Guards Hall.
Seeing Tang Zheng and his wife who had already changed their clothes, all the deacons suddenly stood in awe.
The couple lay quietly on the red quilt.
A silver star deacon in a starched costume.
A phoenix crown and a harem, with an elegant appearance.
Tang Zheng had a proud smile on his face, while Xiaomei's face was beautiful, peaceful and happy, with a slight smile.
Yuan Jingjiang had already brought his wife and Tang Zheng's parents and family over. The whole family's faces were full of tears and they were already sobbing.
"Serve the wine."
Fang Che had a calm face. He was wearing a Venus deacon uniform and a hat. His clothes were straight and solemn. He stood upright and his eyes were as ice-like as snow.
Everyone was given a glass of wine.
"Today is a big day for Tang Zheng. His deacon status has been approved. From this morning, he will be Deacon Tang. This is the goal that Tang Zheng pursues throughout his life and is also his greatest pride. We would like to congratulate him.
!”
"Secondly, the clues that Tang Zheng desperately left today allowed the Dream Demon clone and two Nightmare guards to ambush and kill them in Baiyun Continent. This is a great achievement. According to merit, he should be upgraded to Silver Star Deacon. Let us congratulate Tang Zheng.
.”
"Thirdly, Tang Zheng said a few days ago that he wanted me to drink his wedding wine; the couple could not complete the wedding during his lifetime, but they had already decided on their names. Therefore, as Tang Zheng's superior today, I will directly make the decision. I hope everyone
Congratulations to the newlyweds!"
Fang Che looked in the direction of the Tang family with a razor-sharp gaze, and said sternly: "Bless Tang Zheng and Xiaomei to form an alliance from now on for the rest of their lives, and live forever, never to be separated again. If there is an afterlife, they will grow old together, loving husband and wife, and we will raise eyebrows together!"
Tang Zheng's mother cried bitterly and almost fainted.
"I...promise!"
Tang Zheng's mother wailed: "Son... my mother agreed, my mother agreed! My mother... was wrong."
In mournful cries.
Fang Che raised his glass: "Brother Tang Zheng, congratulations on... getting what you wanted, becoming a guardian and deacon guarding the main hall. Congratulations on your promotion to the Silver Star; I wish you a happy wedding! I wish you... a good journey!"
He drank half the glass in one gulp.
There is half a cup left and sprinkle lightly on the ground.
Everyone did it at the same time.
Suddenly, the aroma of wine overflowed in the hall.
Fang Che looked at the Tang family and said softly: "Tang Zheng and his wife should be buried in Xishan Yinghun Cemetery. As for the family's ancestral grave, how about making it a tomb?"
"Follow the order, this is the honor of our Tang family. Thank you, Mr. Fang, for taking care of it."
Tang Zheng's mother said with red eyes, full of gratitude: "When Tang Zheng came home during this period, the person he talked about the most was Mr. Fang. The person he was most grateful and admired was also Mr. Fang. I once said that I would like to express my special thanks to Mr. Fang...
...It's a pity...Hey, now Mr. Fang has personally fulfilled Tang Zheng's long-cherished wish and presided over all kinds of things. I will kowtow to Mr. Fang on behalf of my son."
After saying that, he knelt down.
Fang Che hurriedly supported him. He felt mixed for a moment and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he said: "You have raised a good son. Tang Zheng... he deserves to be a man in this life! He deserves to wear this deacon's uniform!"
He paused, his throat a little choked, and then said seriously: "He is very good, very good!"
There was a lot of crying.
"Let's bury them tonight! Let's bury them as early as possible, and tonight is their wedding night! Don't let the newlyweds wait too long!"
"good!"
Two hours later.
Xishan Cemetery.
A new tomb stands majestically.
"The tomb of Tang Zheng and his wife, Silver Star Deacon of Baiyunzhou Guard Hall!"
Fang Che and others bowed and saluted.
Incense candles are lit.
Tang Zheng's tomb is next to Ren Chang and his wife.
Fang Che stroked Ren Chang's tombstone, with mixed thoughts in his mind, and said softly: "Ren Chang, we meet again. Tang Zheng has just arrived today, take care of him and let him blend in with everyone. This guy is timid, you know."
Take more care of me."
"One day has passed again. Lao Ren."
Fang Che sighed softly.
Jing Xiuyun came over solemnly and said: "Mr. Fang."
"kindness?"
"Over there, there are ten people including Zuo Guanglie."
Jing Xiuyun reminded: "I remember that you haven't been here yet. Go over and see Lao Zuo and the others."
"good."
Fang Che only felt a tearing pain in his heart, and said in a low voice: "You guys are busy here, I'm going to see Lao Zuo and the others."
Walk over slowly.
Stepping on the bluestone ground, step by step, it seems that there are echoes, and the sounds ring in my heart.
Jing Xiuyun also felt that Mr. Fang's steps were inexplicably heavier and couldn't help but sigh.
Since Mr. Fang took office to guard the main hall, in a short period of time, Ren Chang sacrificed his life, Zuo Guanglie and other ten people died. Now, even Tang Zheng is lying here.
These are all people who are very close to Mr. Fang.
Mr. Fang didn't know how uncomfortable he felt.
Fang Che walked step by step on the bluestone road, feeling as if he was stepping on the underworld road with every step, and in front of him was the home of Zuo Guanglie and others.
The ten tombstones remained motionless, and there seemed to be ten people standing there, watching Fang Che walking over step by step with dark eyes.
Finally, I walked to the tombstone.
Looking at the words on the tombstone, I saw the names of Zuo Guanglie and others.
Fang Che instinctively wanted to reach out and touch her.
But when he reached halfway, he remembered that Zuo Guanglie might not be willing to let him touch him. His arm froze in mid-air and he retracted it.
My heart was still churning like ocean waves, and I wanted to say something, but my heart felt complicated, as if my throat was blocked, and I couldn't say anything.
Just take a deep look at each name.
I bowed deeply to each tombstone.
The night is deep and the night dew is thick.
He stood here alone for a long time without saying a word.
The night dew wet his temples.
He closed his eyes and felt as if his body had lost weight and was drifting in the sea of clouds; in front of him, the figures of Zuo Guanglie and others appeared one by one, and a cold gaze kept looking at his face.
They were asking silently.
"Who are you anyway?"
"Who are you?"
Fang Che closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, feeling the slight coolness in the night, closed his mouth tightly, and stayed still for a long time.
From afar, in the eyes of Jing Xiuyun and others, they could only see the silhouette of President Zhong Fang in the night, which seemed to overlap with the tombstones of Zuo Guanglie and others.
Drifting and swaying in the night fog, it gives people an unreal feeling.
His black cloak swayed in the wind, making a fluttering sound, as if he was talking to the heroic spirit in the night.
Suddenly, everyone felt as if Mr. Fang had turned into a ghost.
a long time.
Things are being tidied up here and everyone is getting ready to go back.
Fang Checai walked out of the thick fog, covered with night dew. As he walked out, the thick fog dissipated, revealing his handsome face.
It was as if he had returned from hell to earth.
Her hair was shiny and covered with night dew.
Everyone looked at him worriedly.
Fang Che looked at this cemetery with somewhat blank eyes. Xishan Cemetery... has expanded again.
The tombstones are like battle formations, arranged neatly and spreading into the distance, endlessly.
In the future, we don’t know how many people will be buried here.
"Mr. Fang." Everyone looked at him worriedly.
"I'm fine. Say goodbye to Tang Zheng and the others."
Fang Che turned around, took a flower from Zhao Ying'er's hand, and placed it squarely on Tang Zheng's tombstone.
Tang Zheng seemed to be following him around the streets excitedly, his eyes flashing.
Fang Che stood silently for a long time, with a wry smile on his lips.
"Tang Zheng, do you regret it?"
The tombstone is silent and the flowers are in full bloom.
Everyone bowed silently, said goodbye, and then walked out of Xishan Cemetery one after another.
The cemetery, which was noisy just now, slowly returned to calm.
A few sticks of incense are still burning slowly, sending out curls of smoke that linger in the air.
A gust of wind came, and paper dust flew up in circles, forming a small whirlwind in the air, spinning slowly, as if bidding farewell to the backs of Fang Che and others.
On the tombstone, there are delicate flowers, exuding a faint fragrance.
Just like the peaceful smile on Xiaomei's face.
The tombstone is silent and stands proudly.
Just like the pride on Tang Zheng's face in his last moments.
Upright!
Upright!
It’s for a man!
…
It seems to be getting better, but my throat is sore and my head feels like there is a layer of fog.
I still want to sleep all the time.
I have to say that writing more on weekdays and accumulating manuscripts is still beneficial. I haven’t written for six days and I haven’t stopped updating.
I actually feel quite proud.
The chapter review activity continues. Today is the penultimate day.