Li Futu didn't leave this courtyard tonight, but standing in front of the window of the guest room, he didn't sleep for a long time.

What he experienced tonight had a big impact on him.

Although the dean of education who had been haunted by the ghost was dead, he felt that the grudge with the school had not dissipated, but had become more complicated.

The vice-principal's words clearly showed that the founder or owner of the school did not want to see himself stay in Kyoto, or rather, his presence would affect the interests of the other party.

But I haven't returned for many years, who can I have a conflict of interest with?

After thinking about it, Li Futu only thought of one possibility in his mind, but this possibility was too unbelievable, and he couldn't make a positive judgment without seeing absolute evidence.

After thinking for a while, Li Futu put this question aside for the time being, and then remembered what Qin Poyu had said in the hall before.

It may be fine to sit and drink with your mother's admirers, but whoever hears that they have an extra fiancée for no reason may not be able to calm down.

The figure in the Jianghu Building who brazenly drew his sword slowly appeared in Li Futu's mind.

……

"What's the matter? Didn't sleep well last night?"

When Li Futu walked out of the door the next day, he found that Qin Poyu was already standing in the courtyard.

In fact, Li Futu, who didn't sleep much last night, shook his head lightly, glanced at Qin Poyu, but didn't know how to address the other party for a while, and finally just said, "Let's go." ”

The western suburbs of Kyoto.

Luqi Mountain.

Li Futu held a bouquet of lilies in his hand, and the closer he got to the tombstone, the heavier his steps became.

There are no spectacular scenery that stretches for thousands of miles, nor does it have towering and dangerous scenery, but it is quiet and peaceful away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

"No mother would really blame her child, and neither would she. ”

Qin Poyu said softly, he seemed to be very familiar with this place, and after walking through a mountain road, two leafy cypress trees gradually appeared in front of the two of them in the green hills.

Seasons.

leaves can be evergreen,

Rites of passage.

But man has no eternal life.

Walking between the two cypress trees, Qin Poyu's footsteps stopped, looking at the inconspicuous tomb, and a gentle color appeared in his eyes that had never faded with the years.

Li Futu's footsteps paused slightly, and then he walked to the stele alone.

It seems that someone has already been here, and there is still black paper ash on the ground.

Li Futu bent down, put the lily down, and then slowly knelt in front of the grave.

The tomb of the green silk of the Mother Museum, the unfilial son Li Futuli.

The red cinnabar, stroke by stroke, reveals three points of immaturity and at the same time, it also outlines a monstrous resentment.

He stared at the picture on the tombstone, his vision gradually blurring.

Mom, I miss you.

Qin Poyu stood there, his eyes extremely complicated.

I'm afraid that there are many people who envy this young man's achievements and scenery today, but who can really understand how tired this child is to stagger all the way to the present in this world?

Some pain, some bitterness, I can't tell it, I can't tell it.

The mountain breeze blows, and the mountains and forests rustle, as if someone is whispering.

Two men knelt in front of the grave and stood behind them, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

At the foot of the Qi Mountain.

Two military off-road vehicles stopped, and a tall man stepped out of the car, looking at the mountain, a slight trance appeared in his eyes that were as strong as iron.

"General, it's cold, let's add some clothes. ”

He was followed by four men, all dressed in civilian clothes, and their appearances were ordinary, but their standing postures were as high as javelins, revealing an unusually fierce momentum.

The man who was surrounded in the middle raised his hand, stopped his subordinates from dressing him, and then stepped forward.

The mountain road is crooked, his steps are never hurried, and the road naturally reveals a soldier's iron-blooded aura when he walks.

A group of five people shuttled through the mountains and forests in silence.

As the two cypress trees gradually came into view, they also soon saw a grave and two men kneeling in front of the grave.

The man's eyes were already a little gray but full of energy, and his steps were slightly stagnant, but he didn't stop after all.

A sound of footsteps rang out, and the silence of the cemetery was broken.

Qin Poyu frowned and turned around.

When he turned around, the eyes of the four men instantly locked on his body like lightning and thunder, and his whole body suddenly tensed.

They are the most elite aces in the army, and after the most rigorous layers of screening, they can be called one in a hundred thousand, the king of soldiers, the guardian of this country, without a name, only a code name.

They carry out the most difficult and dangerous missions, guarding the security and stability of the country in places that the world will never see.

The outside world calls them the Dragon Group.

Leaders describe them as weapons of the country!

Qin Poyu's gaze swept over the faces of several dragon group members, and he didn't seem to notice their extraordinary, and his expression didn't fluctuate in any way.

His gaze drifted, and finally settled on the oldest man at the core.

There was no sorrow or joy in his eyes.

"Please leave. ”

"Qin Poyu, this doesn't seem to be your private territory. ”

The man who was guarded by the four members of the Dragon Group recognized the core figure of the Qin family at a glance, but like Qin Poyu, his expression was equally unwavering.

His gaze didn't stay on Qin Poyu for long, and he quickly swept over and focused on the tombstone.

More precisely.

Focused on the figure kneeling there blocking the tombstone.

His face was expressionless, and he lifted his steps.

Qin Poyu's eyes were condensed, and his right hand was slowly clenched.

The expressions of the four dragon group members were solemn, and they locked them in and waited for them.

The two sides got closer and closer, and just as the two were about to face each other, the figure kneeling in front of the grave held the ground with his hand and slowly stood up.

"You're not welcome here. ”

The voice was hollow, and no emotional fluctuations could be heard, like a lifeless machine.

The man frowned, his footsteps still unstoppable.

In front of the monument, the figure that was no longer weak finally turned around.

At that moment, the mountain wind suddenly became howling, and the skin of the person was painful.

The gaze seemed to be projected from the netherworld and hell, unabashedly colliding with the man's gaze, dark and deep, as if all human emotions should be extinguished.

"Get out. ”

The four members of the dragon group were shocked, and then furious.

Men are not only their leaders, but have given countless sacrifices for the whole country, and they are actually shouted at in front of them?

Compared to the four members of the dragon group, the man looked at Li Futu, but his expression was much calmer.

His name is Li Zhengrong.

The head of the Kyoto Military Region.

The youngest rank of Grand General in the Dragon Kingdom.

The soul of the military.

In the hearts of those high-ranking generals in the army, more people like to call him ...... One word side by side!

(End of chapter)