The Blue Rose Hotel was very lively, and the middle and high-level members of Tianmen had already arrived before noon, all gathered here, greeting each other, and patiently waiting for Di Cheng's arrival. This rally was ordered by Di Cheng personally, but all the people who received the notice had already arrived, and the lowest level of them was also the captain of the 10,000 people who were divided into the gates, and the specifications were so high that they could be called the most in the history of Tianmen.

As Gu Ziwu said, for this rally, the person in charge of the hotel began to prepare half a month in advance, and took great pains in terms of dishes and service. The Finance Department of the Combat Readiness Force also personally allocated a huge sum of 10 million yuan just for this rally.

But all the preparations, all the expectations, turned into tension at two o'clock.

Gu Ziwu's phone call made everyone's hearts chuckle, and the excitement turned into silence, Yang Jing called to ask for details, but Gu Ziwu's phone was turned off, contact Zhou Shaohua? No one answered, call your sister-in-law? Hang up directly.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that things were not good, and no one dared to continue waiting in the hotel, so I hurried to the suburbs.

When the people rushed to the Heroic Cemetery, Di Cheng was standing in the center of the tombs, the most old cemetery, standing quietly and looking at it distractedly. Ye Wantong, Jin Yixuan and others silently accompanied them, while Gu Ziwu and several tomb caretakers knelt directly on the ground, their faces covered with cold sweat.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jing and the others grinned secretly, signaling the brothers behind them to slow down and walk up gently.

"Brother Cheng." Yang Jing coughed a few times and screamed carefully.

"All here?"

"It's all here." Yang Jing waved his hand to the people behind him, and everyone hurriedly called Brother Cheng respectfully. Some of them have known Di Cheng for a long time, some have only heard about it, and some are old brothers, but today for some reason, they feel a heavy sense of tension in their hearts.

"Watch the road under your feet, and don't dirty the soil in front of their graves." Di Cheng's voice was very deep, and it made people feel worried.

Yang Jing didn't understand what was going on, and quietly glanced at Zhou Shaohua, but Zhou Shaohua was silent, lowering his head and silently praying for the sacrificed brothers.

Di Cheng said slowly: "Old Yang, how long haven't you been here?" ”

"This ...... It seems like...... It's been a long time. ”

"What about you?" Di Cheng asked again.

Xu Yun and the others looked at each other, but no one dared to say anything.

"I'm asking, no one hears?" Di Cheng's voice was cold.

Xu Yun and the others grinned secretly, and hurriedly spoke: "It's been about a few months, and I've been a little busy during this time." ”

"A few months? Is it? Can anyone tell me how many times you've been to this Graveyard of the Immortal? Count with your fingers. ”

"This ......" Yang Jing and the others probably understood what they meant, but no one really dared to speak, lowered their heads vigorously, and even quietly moved a few steps back.

"To put it another way, who has been to the Heroic Cemetery alone, who has come to the grave to send flowers, and who has come to mourn these sacrificed brothers." Di Cheng closed his eyes lightly and raised his head slightly, with a slight tremor and heaviness in his voice. No one dared to speak, no one dared to answer, and they lowered their heads in turn. Maybe some of them have been here before, but only three times, and most of them ...... At best, he only accompanied Di Cheng, but no one came in alone to worship.

"I haven't studied, I haven't gone to school, but I also know that there is an old Chinese saying, think of the source when you drink water, and repay your kindness. Look at the soil beneath your feet, look at these graves around you, look at these black and white pictures, look at these dead heroes. Without their bloodshed and sacrifice, where would you be at ease and peace now, and where would you have the rise and strength of the Heavenly Gate.

Look at these dilapidated cemeteries, you have the money to eat, drink and be merry, but you don't have the money to help them fix their homes? To whom did the special funds allocated by the Finance Department of the Ministry of War Readiness go? !

Look at the stone platform in front of their graves, clean and deserted, except for their relatives, who has sent them flowers, who has paid tribute to them during the Qingming Festival?

Look at the ground beneath your feet, potholes, mud and tatters, what do the caretakers of this cemetery do every day? ”

The low voice is like a hammer, constantly beating on everyone's hearts, the body bends down little by little, and the head hangs down little by little, just the shame and apology on the face, and how many people are sincere?! How many people are touched from the heart?!

"What about Pei Qiu?"

"Brother Cheng!" Pei Qiu, who was deliberately stomping on the back, grinned secretly and hurriedly ran up.

"Are there any vacancies in the dungeon?"

"Yes."

"Hear me clearly, no matter how heavy or heavy, put them in the dungeon. Do you know what to do with this shameless, hateful, hateful mongrel? ”

Pei Qiu's body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly straightened up: "Understood!" ”

"Remember your duties as an ironclad force, and remember your obligations. Even if a certain branch master is involved...... Di Cheng opened his eyes, and a touch of coldness appeared in his eyes: "Ling Chi is executed, with the correct family law!" ”

Everyone's eyes flickered, they looked up in shock, looked at Di Cheng's back in a daze, feeling the coldness and anger, a coldness spread throughout the body, and many people's faces were a little pale.

Ling Chi? Execute?

Dividing the main ?!!

didn't hear Pei Qiu's response, Di Cheng's voice was slightly deep: "Do you need to repeat it?" ”

"No!!" Pei Qiu hurriedly lowered his head and said with difficulty: "Understood, Pei Qiu understood." ”

"Xiaofeng, arrange the Thousand Eyes Army, supervise the Iron Law Army, if there is favoritism and malpractice during the investigation, no matter how big or small the position, make me a cement statue and live forever...... Kneel in the middle of the Tomb of the Immortal! ”

Bang!! Finally, someone couldn't stand this cold voice to the bone, and knelt on the ground uncontrollably. The others struggled to swallow their spit, their knees bent a little, and finally ...... Except for Ye Wantong and other family members, everyone knelt on the ground.

The outermost Afu Axing didn't know the situation, but looking at the pale faces and cold sweat on the faces of these "big people", he couldn't help kneeling down, and learned from their appearance and lowered his head vigorously, "You must have a conscience in life and a standard for doing things." You are tired and busy, I can understand that, but ...... How many years? It's been six years. It has been six years since Tianmen was founded. Look at this cemetery, look at these tombstones, who is the hero of the rise of Tianmen? Look at how many brothers have slept on the cold floor forever for this dream.

They didn't ask for any extravagance, they didn't ask for any conditions from the Gate of Heaven before they died, and they didn't let you bear any responsibility, but...... Are you really at ease? Is it really that unkind? Haven't been touched in any way?

If you feel guilty, why didn't you take the time to come and see, even if you look at it from a distance, even if you come in and simply sit down, even if you take out a few dollars to buy a flower, even if you bring a few fruits, even if you bring a few pots of sake.

You ask yourself, is this a high demand? ”

The huge cemetery was empty and quiet, everyone's head was deeply knocked on the ground, and Di Cheng's voice was blowing in the cold wind between the tombs, like a steel needle interspersed with everyone's heart again and again. The tingling and guilt made their bodies tremble slightly.

"If I die, who among you will go and sit at my grave? Would anyone like to bring a pot of sake to chat with me? Who will remember me? ”

“…… Brother Cheng...... I'm sorry......" sobs rang out in the crowd with a trill, this time ...... The shame is real and unpretentious.

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to my brothers." Di Cheng's knees curled slightly, and he slowly knelt in front of the grave.

"Brother Cheng, your body ......" Gu Ziwu, who was close, hurriedly came over to help, but was grabbed by Zhou Shaohua and pressed back to the ground hard. The others were anxious, but in the end, no one dared to say anything.

"Brothers, it's been a long time since I've come to see you, ...... today Talk to you. Di Cheng closed his eyes, lowered his head, and silently began to mourn.

In the depths of winter, lonely and depressed, a cold wind blew through the empty cemetery, the cold, the cold, pierced the bone marrow. Everyone knelt quietly on the ground, no one dared to speak, no one dared to move, and no one dared to complain.

One hour, two hours, three hours...... When the sun approached the western mountain, the sky became dim and the cold became more intense, but everyone's heart gradually calmed down, at first maybe they were just afraid of Di Cheng's punishment and couldn't bear the depression, but at the moment they were unconscious...... I realized what it means to feel guilty.

Thinking back seriously and silently realizing that over the years, in addition to killing is expansion, in addition to healing is exercise, they may have really lost something.

What is "loyalty"? What is "friendship"? Who has carefully experienced the heaviness and responsibility involved!!

ps: Congratulations to "Lao Wang Reading Schoolbag" on becoming the leader of the alliance, the surprise came too suddenly, and the mice couldn't accept it, hehe.

Tomorrow will break out, for 'lies', and the next time it will break out, for "Lao Wang to read the school bag".

Lao Wang