On the plateau Gobi, a small figure, wearing the uniform of the miscellaneous soldiers of the Holy Domain, carrying a large salute box, is climbing with difficulty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally climbed a hillside, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, the whole person was paralyzed from exhaustion, leaning on the box and inhaling heavily, the wheezing sound was heavy, and the shaking box rattled.

Lexia looked up from the hillside and looked down, as far as the eye could see, it was all desolate mountains, with no grass, and the higher places were covered with ice and snow.

"This is the charm of nature, this kind of desolation and emptiness that has fallen into prosperity, and you really have to go out and walk more to see more beautiful scenery."

Finally took a breath, looking at the great mountains and rivers of the motherland that had been lost for a long time, Lexia couldn't help but surge. Standing up, with his back to the peak that reached into the sky, overlooking the vast land under his feet, his heart was full of pride.

"Mountain, fast horses and whips are not under the saddle;

Looking back, three feet from the sky.

Mountains, the sea and rivers are turned upside down;

The galloping is urgent, and the battle of thousands of horses is still in full swing.

The mountain, piercing the blue sky, is not broken;

The sky is about to fall, and it depends on it. ”

The voice was sonorous and powerful, like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in heaven and earth for a long time. In just a few words, the majestic and rugged mountains are vividly described, and the poet's heart is not afraid of hardships and dangers, and the broad mind, grand ambition and extraordinary character that are not afraid of obstacles are fully revealed.

Le Xia stood in the wind, with a resolute and unyielding expression on his face, letting the cold wind of the plateau sweep across his ponytail and clothes.

Ten minutes later, Lexia sneezed, hugged his arms and shook them, "Hey, there is no one in this wilderness to praise my heroics, life is really difficult." ’

Continuing on, after a short distance, I turned a small hill and appeared a house made of boulders. The stone house has fallen into disrepair for a long time, leaving only ruins and broken walls, writing the ruthlessness and vicissitudes of time.

Beyond the stone house, and then in front of the mountain, a stone bridge only two people wide, without railings, under the bridge is a valley hundreds of meters deep, and countless sharp stone thorns at the bottom of the valley are erected up hideously. The length of the stone bridge is two or three hundred meters, and at that end there is a flat land, on which a cone-shaped building can be faintly seen.

"It's finally here, Journey to the West! The end of the journey~" Lexia tightened the suitcase behind his back and ran towards the stone bridge at a first-class trot, "When you get here, if you still grind, the deceased Bajie will be very sad." Although you have become food, pork chops are covered and flesh and bones are connected, but don't be sad, even if you become, I will remember your ......"

A gravel was kicked by footsteps, jumped a few times, and fell over the bridge, Lexia couldn't hold back, curiously stretched out his head to take a look, hit a spirit, and hung down.

Damn, this is too exciting, I don't feel anything when I look at it on the side, but when I look down on the bridge, I will feel even more shocking, if the bridge is broken all of a sudden......

At the speed of blasting Bolt, he rushed across the stone bridge, and Lexia finally came to the place where he served this time, and the huge stone tower dozens of stories high in front of him was the cemetery of the holy clothes.

"This is the land of legends, Jamil's Sacred Tomb."

Lexia was standing under the stone tower in a daze, when an old and gentle voice came from behind him.

Lexia turned around in surprise, but saw Pope Shi Ang standing behind him without knowing when, "See Lord Pope, you, why are you ......?"

Shi Ang held Le Xia and waved his hand, and the door of the stone tower burst open, "Come on, come in and meet your seniors." ”

Walking into the stone tower, first of all, there is a hall, the hall is the size of half a basketball court, and all around, there are all kinds of holy clothing parts, some are only a little cracked, and some are broken into a puddle of slag.

Shi Ang walked into the hall quietly, looking at the scarred holy clothes inside, bursts of emotion welled up in his heart, every holy clothes here has a tragic story, and it is an unforgettable memory.

A faint aura was inexplicably formed around him, sad and silent. Lexia was trapped in it, and her heart was like a big stone pressed against her, and she was so heavy that she couldn't speak.

After a while, Shi Ang turned around, looked at Le Xia and said, "Do you know that the holy clothes are also alive?" ”

Le Xia nodded, and shook his head again, Shi Ang had a temperament that made him a little afraid, afraid that he would see his bizarre background, but he unconsciously respected and respected him.

Shi Ang smiled, "The Holy Clothes are the battle clothes corresponding to the heavenly constellations that were refined by the alchemists of the Mu Continent according to the instructions of the goddess Athena during the mythological period. Each sacred garment has its own consciousness, and when it is damaged, it can also repair itself to a certain extent. But some of the holy garments, badly wounded, will die, like them. ”

Lexia looked at the holy clothes that Shi Ang pointed out, most of them were bronze, some were silver, and among the pile of fragments in the far corner, there was even a corner of a golden chest.

"Just like the heroes of mankind, the dead holy garments should also be guarded and worshipped, so that future generations can remember their contributions, and remember that it is they who have protected us as warriors in the holy wars from generation to generation, so that we can defeat the evil enemy again and again, and protect the love and peace on the earth."

Turning around, Shi Ang looked at Le Xia seriously, "So, don't think that your work is dispensable, protect this place, and contribute to the holy war, you know." ”

Le Xia felt that there was a hot blood in his body that was constantly surging upward, no matter how he pressed it, he couldn't suppress it, and finally the hot blood reached the spirit, the sperm suppressed the brain, and as soon as his legs were weak, he knelt on one knee and fell to the ground, "The crown of the Pope Jinzun decrees, and his subordinates must swear to protect the safety of the holy clothes." Even if Hu Bayi comes, he will definitely not succeed. ”

Shi Ang nodded with satisfaction, "You can teach, in fact, there have not been a few thieves who steal the holy clothes for thousands of years, so you don't usually have much work, just clean the holy clothes here diligently, don't make them dusty." ”

Patting Lexia on the shoulder, "Don't let our heroes bleed and shed tears." ”

“……”

"Well, I'll leave it to you later," the Pope turned and walked out, "Oh, by the way, you're still young and need to learn more, there are some books on the second floor of this tower, you can read them casually, don't let me down." ”

After saying that, the man was already outside the door.

Lexia suddenly remembered something and hurriedly chased out, "Pope, Lord Pope!" ”

Standing in front of the empty stone tower, looking at Shi Ang, who turned into a golden light and disappeared into the sky, Lexia touched his gurgling belly.

'Bridge to Matthew, Pope Sama, you haven't told me how to solve my three meals. ”