The raindrops fell in the early morning. This was the first day after the battle to defend Qinglan City. But in fact, after the battle, the entire city began intensive post-war reconstruction work.
The first is the treatment of prisoners of war in the Penglai Immortal Kingdom. The six powerful people in the Tribulation Realm, including Zuoqiu Taoist, were completely sealed by Ling Ancestor and then imprisoned. These senior officials in Penglai are the two countries' warlords.
They are extremely important bargaining chips in the final negotiations. If Penglai Immortal Kingdom wants to redeem these six people, it will have to pay an extremely high price.
Ordinary monks were not so lucky. They all had their cultivation levels abolished and were then imprisoned in a large prison in the north of Qinglan City. In fact, this was a helpless move. After all, Qinglan City was in dire straits and had no ability at all.
Guarding so many prisoners of war.
After dealing with the prisoners of war, the City Lord's Mansion headed by Li Yubai began the repair work of the destroyed city. Due to the serious shortage of manpower and material resources, so called reconstruction, it was actually just cleaning up the ruins and then building simple transitional buildings. The real
It may take less than ten years to restore this Pearl of the East China Sea to its glory.
Li Mu slowly walked out of the mansion, followed by Lin Qingzhu and Nie Xiaoyu. The three of them were all dressed in pure black clothes. The patter of rain kept hitting the black umbrella, printing endless sadness.
"Let's go, let's take them on their last journey."
In the defense battle of Qinglan City, too many people were sacrificed. The number of monks alone exceeded a thousand, not to mention ordinary ordinary soldiers. Most of them could not retain their complete bodies, and some even had the slightest trace.
If he couldn't find it, he could only be buried in a burial mound.
Among them were Teacher Mubai, whom Li Mu was familiar with, senior Liu Yu from his days as a Qinglan student, and his predecessor, the beloved person of "Li Mu", Xia Zhiruo. Each name represented the best period of his life.
, but these people are gone now.
Sadness like Li Mu permeated the entire Qinglan City. Hao Meng held Hao Xiaomeng who was crying so hard that they were the only ones left in the huge Hao family overnight. From then on, the brother and sister had to carry
The important task of reviving the family and the hatred of the "blood" organization continue to live on.
The same was true for Yun Luoxi. Seeing Hao Meng's sadness, she also remembered the scene where her fellow brothers and sisters sacrificed their lives to protect herself. She also wanted to hide in the arms of her elders and cry wantonly, but she knew she couldn't. Hao Meng
If she is needed in the future, the Yunlan Sect will also need her. Only by being strong can the deceased be comforted.
This unified funeral was set up on a hillside three miles west of Qinglan City, and dense tombstones were erected. This was Qinglan City's last tribute to these dead compatriots.
At this time, the hillside was already full of people. These were the people who came to send their relatives on their last journey. In fact, during the entire battle, many families suffered the tragedy of annihilation, and many soldiers died.
None of them have any relatives, and their tombstones can only stand alone on the hillside, telling the suffering caused by the war.
Li Mu and the others first came to Mu Bai's tombstone. This teacher could be said to be the one who led him and Lin Qingzhu on their journey to immortality. He gave them great help both during their time as Qinglan students and in their subsequent cultivation.
help.
Even to Li Mu, Mubai is both a teacher and a father, not to mention the mysterious jade tablet, which has saved his life countless times. Now the mystery of the jade tablet has not been completely known, and the original owner has passed away.
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Slowly placing the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone made of pure black marble, Li Mu felt that his eyes were getting wet, and Lin Qingzhu behind him had already burst into tears. The teacher who was chatting and laughing yesterday could only turn into dust.
Stay in this cemetery full of heroes.
"Teacher Mu, don't worry, my students will not disappoint you. One day, I will make Qinglan College the premier institution in the fairy world."
After bidding farewell to Mubai, Li Mu came to another tombstone not far away. There were also more than a dozen members of the Liu family in Qinglan City standing here, also wearing black shirts. One of them, a middle-aged woman, was Mosuo.
Crying at the tombstone.
"Senior Liu's talent is bound to make her a great person. Unexpectedly, she was plotted against by those beasts from the Blood Organization. It's really annoying."
When Lin Qingzhu was in Qinglan College, she and Liu Yu were very close friends. When she heard the news that Liu Yu had unfortunately died after fighting with the killers of the "Blood" organization, she was extremely sad. Although she had calmed down at the moment,
, but the hatred towards the "blood" organization has increased a bit.
Li Mu also placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of Liu Yu's tomb, bowed his head and bowed before retreating. Although he and Liu Yu didn't interact much, he still remembered Liu Yu's dazzling performance in the college competition, and he also
I still remember that I once made a challenge to him, but I didn't expect that the joke back then would never come true again.
The three of them did not stop, and finally came to the southernmost area of the entire hillside cemetery. There were not many tombstones here, and there were very few people who came to pay their respects. It seemed that the people buried here had lived a lonely life.
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"Brother Mu, it's okay, go ahead."
Li Mu hesitated and glanced at Lin Qingzhu and Nie Xiaoyu behind him. How could the two smart women not know what Li Mu was thinking. After hugging their lovers respectively, they stopped and stopped moving forward.
The tombstone is very clean, with only three simple words, Xia Zhiruo.
This name is a bit unfamiliar to Li Mu, but to the other "Li Mu", it is unforgettable. The memories of the two lives have long been blended into one. That feeling that was excluded by the world, but extremely precious, makes Li Mu today.
Mudu had to be moved by this.
"Xia...Miss, although I am not him, I can feel his love for you. If there is an afterlife, I hope you can be happy."
Li Mu did not send the white chrysanthemums as before, but replaced them with a bouquet of pink peonies. This was Xia Zhiruo's favorite flower in memory, and it was also the first bouquet of flowers that "Li Mu" had ever given her, but there was no way
I wonder if "Li Mu" at that time knew that the flower language of pink peony is the beauty of first love and an unwavering vow.
There are many people on the hillside doing the same thing as Li Mu, but those who have passed away can only pass away, and those who survive must choose to shoulder the responsibility and honor. Li Mu, Hao Meng, Hao Xiaomeng
The same is true for Yun Luoxi, and the same is true for all the monks of the Cangyun Empire who survived the war.
The suffering will eventually pass, and the glory will not be forgotten.