Hero mound!

Since ancient times, there have been two kinds of heroes! One: Die for the country and the people! Two: Selfishness, greed, jealousy! But without exception, both are highly capable figures. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNot all people who are strong in force can be called heroes. Not all literati are cowards. There are countless tombstones standing in the Heroes' Tomb, and most of them are nameless.

Next to the tombstone is a large pit with countless incomplete weapons piled up inside. Apparently, this is a mass grave. A mass grave in the cemetery where the emperor rests. Belonging to the mass graves of heroes.

When it comes to heroes, most people think of the heroes who acted chivalrous and righteous in ancient times. Or the current high-flying god of war - Liu Ziqin. Although the latter has to admit that he is indeed a hero. However, it is not they who are the most revered heroes.

"The night was cold, and tens of thousands of soldiers froze to death at the mouth of the river. There are so many so many so that the last general begs His Majesty to allocate military pay to keep the soldiers warm. ”

Lin Qiu picked up a bamboo slip on the ground and read. It's just a simple narrative of less than 100 words, but the eyes seem to be able to see through the torrent of time that the thinly dressed soldiers are snuggling up to each other for warmth, and then their bodies gradually lose their temperature, and their hungry faces still have frozen snot. Then, it passed away quietly. Nobody cares. Because, there are too many deaths.

This Lin Qiu himself knows. Because I went to check the relevant history books at that time. Although most of the praises in history are the positive words of the enlightened and prosperous king. But the king seriously recorded his mistakes in the slightest.

In the winter of the 34th year of Qingli, the heavy snow lasted for half a month. In the past half a month, countless soldiers outside the border have been frozen to death and starved to death, while the dignitaries and nobles in the imperial capital are drinking and having fun. That year, the emperor was angry! Floating corpses for hundreds of miles. The blood-stained imperial capital, although it is now deliberately hidden. But if someone is interested in looking for it, there are many descriptions about this place. And this is probably the burial place of those soldiers who can't find their families.

Kwong Jiu may have heard a lot about this history. He bowed to these nameless pathos with a serious face.

"I, Kuang Jiu, will not kneel to the sky or the ground in this life, nor will I kneel to my parents and relatives, nor will I kneel to the powerful and powerful. Therefore, I will not kneel to you. ”

So, this is the greatest respect I can give you. The so-called real heroes.

"Uncle Nine, do me a favor!"

Lin Qiu took out two bottles of spirits from his bag and threw one bottle to him.

"It is difficult for a lonely soul to return to his hometown, so he has to be accompanied by spirits. The tombstone of the hero has no words, and it is difficult for future generations to find the handsome words. ”

Kwong Jiu took the wine, opened the lid, and poured it on the ground. They must have a taste of longing at this time. For the hero's vision, probably!

"Lin Qiu, how much do you know about this cemetery?"

"Tomb of the Emperor! The owner of the cemetery is Emperor Qingyuan, who was enlightened and prosperous. That's all I know. Lin Qiu replied.

"I know more than you do. The emperor's tomb was built in the winter of the 35th year of Qingfeng. It was completed in the summer of the 30th year of Qingfeng's Chinese New Year's Eve. It took almost three years. Since ancient times, countless tomb robbers have come here to steal treasures. According to rumors, Emperor Qingyuan buried countless treasures in this cemetery. Some people even say that Emperor Qingyuan got a jade pendant that records immortality. In short, there are many such rumors. There are also too many tomb robbers to come here. However, no one made it out of the tomb alive. This is one of the reasons why the Emperor's Tomb has become a forbidden place for many tomb robbers. But according to the desolate scene now. I don't believe that there are so many treasures here. ”

"Treasure is not only the so-called treasure, wisdom, this thing is the most precious treasure." Qiu Dongsheng stood at the door. His face was extremely pale, and one sleeve was stained red with blood. Even now it is dripping with blood.

Seeing Lin Qiu's inquiring gaze. He shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about the explanation. "Underestimate the grave keeper, this is the consequence."

"What did you do to him?" Lin Qiu asked.

"He is Liu Ziqin's person, how dare I touch him?" Qiu Dongsheng said he was innocent. Obviously he was injured. Why is it someone else who asks?

"I just made him unable to speak for the rest of his life." A sarcastic smile tugged at his lips. Qiu Dongsheng's voice was full of indifference.

"You know, I'm very measured. People never die. You must know that if you die, Liu Ziqin's goods will have another reason to enslave us. ”

"Tell me what the hell is going on? What kind of big guy can actually hurt you," Kwong Jiu asked with great interest. Even so, the moment he saw Qiu Dongsheng injured, he took out a bottle of transparent medicine in the bottle from his bag and threw it over.

"Oops~ What kind of big shot~ People will be embarrassed~" twisted and embarrassed to answer. Qiu Dongsheng said with a shy face. "It's just that there is a little kid who wants to stab people to death when they are not paying attention~ But people react quickly. It just hurt my arm. It's out of the way~ It's out of the way~ Don't worry about the Lun family~"

The stinging sensation caused by the contact between the potion and the wound is strong. It's been a long time since I've felt this feeling. Although it was deliberate. But it really hurts!

"I'm sorry. I'm just reading the joke. I didn't mean to worry about you at all. Kuang Jiu raised his hand and looked at him with a serious face and said this.

"Boom! What a tragedy! It's painful! Uncle Nine, you don't love the Lun family anymore. A large bottle of potion was poured directly on the wound, and Qiu Dongsheng threw away the empty bottle when he heard Kuang Jiu say this. And in that instant! The doors of the cemetery, where the bones of countless heroes are buried, are closed. The loud sound of the stone falling and the countless dust that it raised buried the figures of the three of them. When you can see the vision again. Somebody else here. Only the liquor-soaked earth confirmed that the three of them had just been here.