In front of a certain gate in the capital, in front of the huge stone monument, people came and went. Many people came here and stopped to take photos, and their expressions became solemn.
When you arrive in Beijing, there are three places you must visit: Tianmen, the Forbidden City and the Great Wall.
When arriving in front of Tianmen, there is one place that must be visited, and that is the monument. The expressions of all tourists who come to this stone monument become serious. This tall stone monument is the most sacred place in the hearts of all people.
Every part of the stele is watered with blood, the blood of heroes who sacrificed their lives for the nation.
There are no jokes or slapstick, and the people who come here have extremely serious expressions. Even those with children will not allow the children to make noise because they are afraid of disturbing the heroes sleeping here.
But at this moment, a row of armed police suddenly walked over not far away. These armed police blocked the entrance to the queue. This made many tourists look curious on their faces, wondering what happened?
"Could it be that a dignitary from a certain country is coming to visit?"
A local tour guide explained, "Don't be nervous, everyone. This situation is normal. It was always like this when foreign dignitaries came here in the past."
The tourists in front of the monument quickly disappeared, but these tourists did not leave. They wanted to see which country's dignitaries came.
They were not kept waiting for long, but within a few minutes, a car drove directly to the entrance of the monument. Then, the door opened, and an old man got out of the car.
This was an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit with white hair. When he saw the old man appear, the row of armed police all lined up and saluted.
Huaiyuanshan got off the car and looked at the monument in front of him, with a look of sadness in his eyes. One general had accomplished so much, so many of his comrades were left behind.
"Xiao Wang, come down."
He whispered into the car and opened the other side of the car. From there, Wang Zhenhu slowly got out of the car. Unlike Huaiyuan Mountain, Wang Zhenhu caused an uproar as soon as he got off the car. All the tourists were attracted by Wang Zhenhu.
I was shocked by the medals on my chest.
There are no less than twenty medals densely packed together. What this means is known to all tourists. It means that the old man is a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles.
In this peaceful era, no soldier, including those generals, would be able to receive so many medals. Only in that special era, those soldiers who shed their blood for the nation could receive them.
The uproar quickly disappeared, so everyone looked at Wang Zhenhu with respect. Wang Zhenhu's steps were a little staggering, and because he had been tortured by ghosts for more than ten years, his whole body was a little rickety, but even so, he was still walking step by step.
Walk towards the stone monument.
Finally, Wang Zhenhu arrived in front of the stone monument, and Fang Ming followed him. He and Wang Zhenhu were the only ones in the entire stone monument.
"Brothers, Lao Wang, I cannot drink with you in front of the grave. Today, I came here to see you."
Wang Zhenhu whispered, staring at the stone tablet, his thoughts seemed to drift to that war era...
Fang Ming did not disturb Wang Zhenhu. He looked at the stone tablet, and there was solemnity in his eyes. This stone tablet gave him an extremely heavy sense of oppression. Under this stone tablet, even if he was already a four-star wizard, he was still
Don't dare to take any action.
A few minutes passed, and Wang Zhenhu suddenly bowed deeply towards the stone monument. His stooped body looked even more humble, but none of the onlookers showed a look of ridicule.
No one can laugh at a veteran who has won so many medals, as long as he is still a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties.
Time passed by minute by second, Wang Zhenhu kept his bowing posture unchanged, and Fang Ming's pupils, who were standing next to Wang Zhenhu, dilated slightly, because in his senses, he could clearly feel the sound coming from the stone tablet at this moment.
There was a terrifying evil spirit, which made him subconsciously activate the wizard's power in his body, but the next moment his body staggered back more than ten steps.
Seeing Fang Ming retreat, Ye Ziyu's face showed worry, but Fang Ming quickly expressed with his eyes that he was fine and told others not to get close.
Standing firm, Fang Ming looked at the stone tablet with horror in his eyes. He knew that the stone tablet was extraordinary, but he did not expect that it would be so terrifying.
Not to mention him, I am afraid that if it is those earth-level experts who dare to make any unusual move in front of this stone monument, they will be suppressed by this terrifying evil spirit.
Of course, in addition to the evil spirit, Fang Ming also felt another force. Although this force was not as violent as the evil spirit, it shocked Qin Yu even more. It was an extremely pure force.
The power of faith!
Fang Ming murmured, and soon he guessed the origin of this power. It was left by everyone who came to the stone monument to stop and remember. Moreover, as more and more people came, this power
The force will continue to grow.
Fang Ming couldn't imagine how terrifying this stone tablet would be if a hundred or more years had passed. It would probably be no less terrible than those rumored immortal weapons.
Immortal weapons are transformed from the purest energy in the world. From ancient times to the present, there is only one thing that has been called an immortal weapon by the cultivation world, and that is Jiang Ziya's list of gods.
One is the power of heaven and earth, and the other is the faith of the world. Which one is stronger and which one is weaker is not something that Fang Ming in this realm can figure out.
Fang Ming was shaken back by the evil spirit, but there was nothing strange about Wang Zhenhu under the stone tablet. This evil spirit did not cause any harm to him. On the contrary, these evil spirits still condensed around him.
"It's about to begin."
There was expectation in Fang Ming's eyes. Yes, his plan was to use the evil spirit of the heroes condensed in the stone tablet to directly destroy the ghosts on Wang Zhenhu's body.
If the ghost on Wang Zhenhu's body is not a little Japs, then this method is really useless, but the ghosts on Wang Zhenhu's body come from those little Japs, and for these heroes, the little Japs are the ones they love the most.
Hate it, these evil spirits will take the initiative to take action.
Fang Ming, who closed his eyes, could clearly feel that these evil spirits fell on Wang Zhenhu's body like rain. Every time it fell, a ghost figure would disappear from Wang Zhenhu's body.
A total of sixteen ghost figures were completely eliminated in less than a minute. The speed was somewhat beyond Fang Ming's expectation, but when he thought about it, Fang Ming smiled.
What kind of existence is the stone tablet? It represents tens of millions of heroes. How can the ghosts of a dozen little Japanese devils be opponents? It is like an elephant trampling an ant to death, effortlessly.
No longer haunted by more than a dozen ghost figures, Wang Zhenhu's back and posture have not changed, but it gives the impression that he is no longer rickety.
Wang Zhenhu, the person involved, was unaware of all these changes.
Time passed by, and when Wang Zhenhu stood up straight, the medals on his chest began to shake, shining with an intoxicating luster under the afterglow of the setting sun.
"That's it."
After hearing Fang Ming's words, Huaiyuanshan and Zeng Guangnan showed joy on their faces. The group helped Wang Zhenyuan get into the car and drove away, while hundreds of tourists watched the car drive away with respect.
"Xiao Zheng, thank you this time."
In the car, Huaiyuanshan was dialing the phone, "The matter here is over and we can return to normal."
On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man in military uniform put down the phone and said to the soldiers beside him: "Send the order and the stone monument will return to normal."
"yes."
After conveying the order, the sergeant asked with some concern: "Chief, will it cause you any trouble? If the superiors hold you accountable, then you will be held accountable."
"What's wrong with accountability? Not to mention that the superiors won't be held accountable if they know about it. Even if they are held accountable, I will still agree to Huai Lao. A veteran who has risked his life and death for the revolution, what's wrong with enjoying this small special treatment when he gets old?
?”
"I'm worried that some tourists will take videos and post them online, which will trigger a wave of public opinion," the sergeant added.
"You are overthinking. Although I do not deny that there are many trolls online in our country, I believe that even a troll, as long as he is a member of the Chinese nation, knows what the bottom line is and what not to troll."
In fact, the officer was right. When a tourist posted a video of Wang Zhenhu bowing in front of a stone monument online, not a single troll appeared. On the contrary, the number of likes reached the top.
No troll would troll a veteran, a veteran who has made many meritorious deeds and served his country with loyalty.
Do not spray the troops who protect the country, do not spray the teachers who educate people, and do not spray the doctors who save people. This is something all conscientious Chinese people know.
…
To the opera house!
"Little friend Fang, I will have tea instead of wine for this cup. Thank you for your help this time."
Huaiyuan Shan stood up, and the ninety-year-old man raised the tea cup in his hand. Fang Ming quickly stood up after seeing this. He did not dare to let the old general salute him.
"You are so polite to Mr. Huai. This is what I should do. I believe that any capable Chinese will not stand idly by when encountering Mr. Wang."
Fang Ming looked solemn, but Huaiyuanshan took a deep look at Fang Ming and suddenly burst into laughter the next moment.
"good!"
Huaiyuanshan looked upward, "It's not in vain that those old brothers shed their blood for this... Dear friends, the people will never forget you."
Zeng Guangnan and Wang Zhenhu stood up with their old eyes slightly red at this moment. The three old people were singing softly at this moment: My home is in the Songhua River Mountains in the Northeast...
"Cut the heads of the devils with the knife, armed brothers all over the country..."
Fang Ming was also moved. Seeing the three old men shouting there, the words came to his mind at this moment: In this prosperous age, as you wish, the mountains and rivers are still there, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.