Two days later, Wuyin County.

When it is cold, close to the end of the year, the four years of Zhongping are about to come to an end, and the new year is gradually coming.

At this time, there were bursts of light snow in the sky, and pieces of white crystal snow were moving with a slight cold wind.

Northwest suburbs.

There is a mountain, nameless, standing by the river, the slope is gentle, not very high, and there is no special scenery, but there are new graves standing on the hill, as long as you count carefully, there are more than 150 graves.

There are stone tablets on this tomb, and on the stone tablet, the name of the coordinator, the Taiping Taoist, and the Yellow Turban martyrs.

In front of these graves, hundreds of men stood.

Mushan put on armor and held a sword, led the only remaining Yellow Turban soldiers and horses under his command of less than two hundred, standing in formation, he stood in the forefront, facing these new graves, the tiger's eyes were a little moist, his eyes were fixed, and he did not move.

And behind these young people in the yellow scarves, there is a group of young men, led by Mu Jing himself, all of them are young men from Mushroom Mountain, more than 100 young people are standing safely behind the soldiers, here, there are many of their relatives and uncles, all of them are quite sad.

"Brothers, we have succeeded, so rest here in peace!"

Mushan pulled out the long sword, and the sky roared, and the howling shouted and shook the Quartet.

"Rest in peace!"

"Rest in peace!"

As the sound of Mushan fell, all the soldiers resonated in unison, and the sound waves were excited, condensed together, and penetrated beyond the top of the nine clouds.

That's what the war has brought them to grief.

War, whether it is successful or not, must pay a certain price.

These are all in the four battles before and after, the battle of ambushing the county soldiers, the battle of capturing the county seat, the battle of ambushing the Zhu family's mansion soldiers, and the battle of attacking the Zhu mansion.

Because of these battles, they were able to gain a foothold in Wuyin.

But they can only be buried here for a long time.

"Wars are all cruel, I hope I will never see this face again in the future!"

Mu Jing looked at these graves and said secretly in his heart.

He has not been in this era for a long time to replace this body, but his mind has been integrated into the big family of these Yellow Turban remnants, he is their young master, and in this era, it means that he is their young master.

So it's time for him to take responsibility for their lives.

He hoped that in the future, there would be fewer casualties among his men.

For this, he can also do whatever it takes.

……

This is a simple funeral, maybe it is too much, so Makiyama's emotions come and go quickly, after the funeral, Makiyama quickly led the soldiers down the mountain in anger and appeared in an abandoned village at the foot of the mountain.

And this abandoned village is now being built everywhere, and blocks of land have been divided.

"These mud bricks have been torn down!"

"The house here looks pretty good, just clean it up, you don't need to tear it down!"

"Be careful when you work, be careful with the snowflakes under your feet, don't slip!"

"You guys do a good job here in the Martyr's Hall for me first!"

"One, two, three, up, hard, lift up, lift these logs!"

"Old Guotou, it's time to your house, the east and south sides are already full, there is no place, where are you going to build a house!"

"Let's go north, then!"

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

"Aunt Seven, you're already old, don't move around, we'll do all this work!"

“……”

Now the whole village is migrated from the mushroom mountain, they are just some old and weak women and children in the eyes of outsiders, they can't go to the battlefield to fight, but it doesn't mean that they are useless, they have a lot of things within their power, such as building houses, one by one they are in full swing, full of energy.

For them, being able to settle in the county and not have to continue to eat and sleep in the mountains is the best news they have heard during this time.

"I've finally been able to settle down!"

Mu Shan's fists clenched slightly, his eyes looked at this scene, and his heart suddenly became steady, at this time he could feel that he was worthy of the graves on the hills, which were all the hopes they exchanged their lives for.

"I hope I can really settle down in the future!" When the general Zhao Ping heard this, he smiled bitterly, but he was not so optimistic, in the final analysis, they were yellow turban thieves after all, whether it was the county government or the county seat, they would be guarded against, and it was not easy to really settle down Ali.

"Hmph, we finally settled down, if anyone dares not let us settle down, we will kill them and bleed!"

Lei Gong snorted coldly.

"By the way, has Zideng come back?" Makiyama suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Big boss, I have left two brothers on the Mushroom Mountain, if he returns, we can answer immediately, but it seems that he should not have come back yet!" Lei Gong was worried: "Liu Bi and Gong Du are all unrighteous people, do you want me to lead troops to meet him!" ”

"No!"

Mu Shan shook his head: "Zideng is cautious, he should be able to protect himself, if something happens, in Runan, now we can't reach it, it doesn't matter if we can borrow food, I hope he is all right, if something happens to him, I will behead Liu Bi Gongdu and avenge him!" ”

"Zhao Ping!" Mu Shan quickly put his thoughts away, and saw that it was basically a group of women and children working, and hurriedly let out a low sigh.

"Big boss!" Zhao Ping walked out.

"You bring someone to help them build a house!" Mu Shan raised his head and looked at the light snow flying down from the sky: "It's not easy for us to settle down yet, we can't let this thief weather be harmed, we must have some houses to live in as soon as possible!" ”

"No!"

Zhao Ping took nearly two hundred young people and quickly joined the ranks of the construction project.

Another 100-odd years also joined quickly, and with concerted efforts, the construction of this new village was progressing very quickly, and it can be seen to take shape at the speed of the naked eye.

"Brother Huzi, what are you still doing standing here?" Mu Jing squinted at the sturdy young man beside him.

"Dad said, I have to follow the young master and protect the young master!" Lei Hu scratched his head and said foolishly.

"What danger can I have here?"

"No, Dad said, the young master is now the hope of all of us, and there must be no danger!" Lei Hu said stubbornly.

Mu Jing smiled bitterly, this Leng Hu really didn't make sense, so it was up to him, he walked up, faced Mu Shan, and said in a low voice: "Dad, now this village already belongs to us, shouldn't we give a name, report to the county government, and make the household registration clear, and we will no longer be rogues from now on!" ”

This village now belongs to them, and the fields around the village have already belonged to the name of Zhang Chuan, a righteous warrior of Wuyin.

"It's time for a name!"

When Mushan heard this, he thought about it and said: "From now on, this place will be called Jingping Village, which belongs to our Jingping Village!" ”

"Jingping Village?"

Everyone's eyes moved slightly, and someone couldn't help but shout.

"The scenery of the prosperous world, the peace of the world!" Mu Jing opened his mouth and said, "Father really has great ambitions! ”

"Bastard, don't be sensible!"

Mu Shan's big hands were rough, and he rubbed Mu Jing's head fiercely: "This is the scenery of Mu Jing, the level of Taiping Road!" ”

"Huh?"

When Mu Jing heard this, he made a big red face, and laughed a little.

"Haha, the name of the big boss is good!"

Lei Gong laughed and said, "I went to the mountain to find a big stone, carved the name of the village, and placed it in the place where I entered the village, so that people could see it!" ”

So saying, he took his two brothers and went up the mountain.

"Big boss, the grain and wealth we captured in this battle have been counted!" At this time, Zhang Gu, who had not seen anyone for two or three days, didn't know where he had run out, his face was flushed, and he looked a little excited.

"Take me to see it!" Makiyama Road.

"I'll check it out too!" When Mu Jing heard this, his eyes were bright and bright, and he hurriedly followed.