A road corpse is a corpse that falls on the road. It usually occurs due to various reasons such as cold, hunger, fighting, etc.

In this era, there are corpses from time to time, and Xu Wen has always heard of it before, but fortunately, he has never seen it.

As a result, I didn't expect that when I raised my eyes, I saw a large area, horizontal and vertical, very dense, and very infiltrating.

"Frozen to death. The guide walked over to check and came back a little later to say. His expression was a little indifferent, or rather numb, as if he had become accustomed to the situation.

"There were twenty-four of them, nineteen adults, and five children. "I've finished counting here, my voice is low, and my expression is very unbearable.

Xu Wen stared at the corpses, not knowing what to say for a while.

Most of them died together.

It was as if it had been a sudden death, and they were resting together, and there might have been no wind at that time, and their expressions were calm, and they were sleeping peacefully.

Adults protect the old and the young, and the men protect the women and children, snuggling up tightly.

However, the catastrophe suddenly struck and could have been a simple change in wind direction, and the whole world was overturned.

Most of them were frozen to death in their sleep, and a small number of people were shocked by the change and wanted to flee.

But perhaps it was too late to find out, or it was too cold, they did not escape too far, and soon died on the edge of the camp.

To put it simply, these people died of starvation — like most of the people Xu Wen had heard of.

"When the wind suddenly changes, they ......" After a while, the guide checked around, shook his head and said the same judgment as Xu Wen.

"Nan Wu Drink That Hello Night...... A low chanting mantra sounded beside Xu Wen, he turned his head to see that Fang Jueming took off his turban, revealing his hair that was slightly longer but still much shorter than the average person, folded his hands, and chanted with his eyebrows down.

Xu Wen knew that he was a monk last time in the Dragon God Temple, but after that, Fang Jueming did not take the initiative to reveal his past. Only this time......

Xu Wen's eyes moved slightly, and fell on Xu Xihuai's body.

Xu Xihuai was standing not far from Fang Jueming's side, he stood straight, looking at the nearest corpse in a daze, as if something was jumping in his eyes, and a green tendon in the corner of his forehead was also shaking violently.

The corpse had been left behind by the man who had woken up and fled, his face full of horror, his eyes wide open, as if desperately trying to seize the last glimmer of life.

But it still didn't work.

After a while, Xu Xihuai slowly squatted down and gently closed his eyes.

It's strange that these people have been dead for a while, their facial muscles are stiff, and they should have been very difficult to change. But Xu Xihuai's palm flicked it, and the man's eyes closed, and his facial expression seemed to relax.

"Spring people. The guide crouched down and stood up, and judged some more information.

"Then do you need to say that, who else has come to this kind of place in this kind of weather, except for the Fengchun people?" Xu Xihuai looked down at the man and suddenly said coldly.

"Yes. The guide sighed and agreed with him.

He realized that Xu asked them not to understand, and raised his head to explain.

There is no village in this place, and even if you go out to hunt in winter, you won't come here, let alone so many people.

Only the people of Fengchun, who are similar to the wild in the city and have been looking for a better place to stay, will die in large numbers so far away.

Last time, when it was mentioned in the spring, Xu Xihuai's performance was particularly strange. It seems that he is not only from the Western Desert, but also has an inseparable relationship with Fengchun.

However, Xu Wen didn't ask, he looked at the corpses all over the ground, sighed, and said, "I want to bury them all." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Wangfeng turned his head to look at him, but he immediately jumped up and said loudly, "It should be, it should be!"

Xu Wen's words, the people in the three groups were excited, they were feeling a little depressed in their hearts, and Xu Wen's proposal could just be resolved.

They had no shortage of tools, and in a short time all the hoes and shovels were taken out and began to dig holes in the ground.

The sound of the Great Compassion Mantra stopped instantly, Fang Jueming stood up, silently picked up the hoe, and began to loosen the ground.

Xu Xihuai stared at it for a while, and his eyes suddenly turned a little red. Without saying a word, he also went to get his tools and began to hoe.

It was cold, the ground was frozen, it was very hard, and it was very difficult to dig a hole.

Jiang Wangfeng dug for a while, his hand was a little painful, he stopped his movements, looked at the small pit that had just been dug out on the ground, and was a little worried.

This can't be done, after digging for a long time, this can at most bury a head, and even a person can't bury it.

There are twenty-four of them.

He subconsciously looked at Xu Wen, wanting to see if he could discuss a convenient method, but as soon as he turned his head, his eyes straightened.

Xu Wen used a shovel instead of a more convenient hoe. But he shoveled one shovel after another, and with each spade a large piece of frozen soil was turned over and piled up beside it.

In such a short period of time, the pit he dug was already three feet long and one foot deep, and he saw that if he dug for a while, he would be able to bury a person!

"Why are you so fast?" Jiang Wangfeng said in surprise. The others looked at it, and half of them were sad, apparently having the same problem.

"Get the hang of it. Xu Wen straightened up, glanced at them, shook his head, and said, "Why are you stupid all of a sudden? When you cut wood, you don't care about the texture of the scarred wood knot, but against the hard?"

"Ah, yes!" Most of these eighteen people were from carpentry backgrounds, and Xu asked a word to wake up the people in the dream, and a group of people touched the bypass and suddenly realized.

In fact, they weren't so stupid, they just had a little bit of something wrong with their emotions just now, and they were a little distracted, so they didn't think about it right away.

These eighteen people are the most capable and brainy group of the Western Desert team. They quickly got into the groove and began to explore the geological strata and the frozen state of the soil, and studied how to dig up the soil layer with less effort to form a large pit that could bury people.

This is the area they are most familiar with, and after entering the thinking, some of the emotions accumulated in their hearts seem to have been clarified a lot, and the mood is no longer as depressed as before.

At this time, Xu Wen felt the same way.

He thought of it before they did, but the process of feeling was the same as theirs.

Speaking of which, up to now, he has mastered a lot of theoretical knowledge in stone carving and stone architecture, but the practical experience is far from enough.

It is certainly not enough to be a craftsman, and it took him a lot of time to get into contact with wood and learn the eighteen skills, and now he spends the same amount on stone.

He was aware of this before, and tried his best to increase the amount of time he spent in contact with the stone, but the opportunity to make it was really rare.

In this way, the last practice was as a potter in Wulian Mountain, and the second time was to dig a pit in this frozen soil and bury people......

What kind of soil is it, what kind of stone is it, how is the soil connected to the stone, how is the water distributed in the middle, how it freezes it together, and what kind of faults are there.

In order not to let himself think too much, Xu Wen felt more carefully than last time.

Earth, stone and wood are all natural creations, which is destined to have something in common.

For example, they are not a whole, they are not without blemishes and impurities.

Just like Xu Wen just said, there will be scars, nodules, and cracks on the wood, which are all obstacles and difficulties that may be encountered when handling wood.

But wood is fibrous, they will have their own texture and texture, find them, and adapt to them will make the process relatively simple.

The same is true of earth and stone, their mixing and intermingling form obstacles, but they are also layered and regular......

The frozen ground was silent, the carriage was parked beside it, the two horses were a little cold, snorting and gnawing on straw, except for the sound of iron hitting the earth and stones.

At first, the voice was occasionally a little loud, accompanied by a distressed sigh.

Tools are also valuable!

Gradually, however, the sound grew quieter and quieter, and at last only the dull bass of the iron cut into the earth remained.

This undoubtedly means that they are becoming more able to judge the boundaries between earth and rock, and realistically, more tool-saving......

"Alright. In this case, the time seemed to be very short, and it seemed to be very long, and finally Xu Wen straightened up, judged the size of the hole, and said in a deep voice.

Jiang Wangfeng and the others straightened up one by one, and together with the guide, picked up the corpses, put them in the pit, and put them together.

The corpses were cold and hard, with different shapes, but even Sun Si, who was the most afraid of ghosts on weekdays, didn't say anything, and didn't resist at all.

In the end, all twenty-four corpses were put together, and Xu Wen judged it accurately, the size of the pit was just right, and it could fully accommodate everyone.

Then, Xu Wen picked up a stone that had just been dug up, handed it to Xu Xihuai, and said, "You can set up a monument for them." ”

"Huh?" Xu Xihuai looked at him in surprise.

"Leave a place in case there are relatives looking for you, so you can confirm the place. Xu asked.

Xu Xihuai was quiet. After a while, he took the stone, chiseled it flat, and carved five words on it.

"Tomb of the Twenty-Four".

He learned from stonemasonry, and these five words were engraved without hesitation, clearly and profoundly.

- After all, there is no name.