In the twelfth section, he said goodbye to Tao Yu and got out of the earthen house, but Wu Ming felt that his heart was still a little stuffy, and it was already late at this time. There is an indescribable sense of desolation throughout the town. Tao Yu is now more and more scheming, and he also knows that this change is caused by the environment, but every time he faces Tao Yu and thinks of her past, he still feels uncomfortable.

She is almost inseparable from He Yi now, He Yi's gentle personality is on the one hand, and on the other hand, I am afraid there are also her own reasons......

After turning around a few dilapidated tents, I saw Yang Xiongzheng standing alone in front of a small tent, facing the Azure River, dazed. He walked over and said, "Brother Yang, what do you want?" ”

Yang Xiong turned his head, saw that it was Wu Ming, and said: "My lord, there are so many delicate rivers and mountains, if, there is no war and no fighting in this world, Uncle Qian will not die, and our family will not perish, how good would it be?" "It's dusk. The sun was half sinking, and the sky was half red, and the whole sky was like a huge wound dripping blood.

Is there no war? War is an act of collective and organized violence against each other, and it is an armed battle between the two opposing sides in order to achieve certain political, economic, and territorial integrity. This is just an extension of human desires, whether it is the previous earth or coming to this world, war seems to be an eternal and heavy topic, and it is a lingering nightmare in the development of human society. Without war, I am afraid it is an unattainable dream.

The surname of Humen Yang, the entire Nuoda family, should be the victim of the war. If there was no war, Yang Xiong would now be a son of a family, angry and happy every day. You don't have to carry so much heavy stuff on your back. Now that he has set foot on his homeland, he will inevitably sigh in his heart.

He stepped forward and stood side by side with Yang Xiong, looking away through the twilight. At this time, the sunset is gradually sinking, the afterglow is scattered as Qiluo, and the river soup flows eastward, seemingly endlessly. He said lightly: "Brother Yang, don't be sad, after twenty years, at least you are now back on your homeland, why bother thinking so much." If you are like this, General Qian will not rest in peace under Jiuquan. ”

"I don't want to think so much. Lord Wu, you will never understand the sorrow of a wanderer drifting in a foreign land. The feeling of hesitation and helplessness is really hard to put into words. Yang Xiong smiled bitterly.

Don't understand? In fact, Yang Xiong didn't know that he was the biggest wanderer in the world, and no matter where he went, it was difficult to feel at home. Yang Xiong didn't notice the abnormality of Wu Ming's face, and said to himself: "After Uncle Qian left, I have also thought a lot these days, and there are some things, dodging cannot solve the problem, the only way to stop killing is to kill and counter violence with violence." In this way, it may be much better. ”

A gust of evening wind blew, Wu Ming seemed to feel the murderous aura in his words, and couldn't help but shudder, and said: "For thousands of years, the soup in the bowl has been resentful like the deep sea, and it is difficult to calm down, I want to know the sword and soldiers in the world, but I listen to the sound of slaughtering the door in the middle of the night." Brother Yang, the grievances in this world are the most difficult to resolve. When is the time for retribution, I hope you will let go of your prejudices. ”

Yang Xiong lowered his head and thought for a while, but he didn't know if he understood Wu Ming's meaning, he just lowered his head and didn't speak. At this time, the sunset had completely sunk, and there was only a faint twilight left between heaven and earth, and suddenly a firelight flashed in the distance, which was particularly eye-catching in the heavy twilight, Wu Ming was taken aback and said, "Brother Yang, there is a fire over there, let's go over and take a look." ”

Walking over along the firelight, he suddenly secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be Li Yuan and Zuo Wei, and there was a long row of black-armored army generals standing behind them.

Yang Xiong stood dumbfounded and didn't step forward. Wu Ming didn't want to ask him to go over together, but Li Yuan had already discovered the two of them, and he couldn't turn around and leave, so he had to walk over. Through the gradually fading firelight, I saw that Li Yuan's eyes were also a little red, and there were some coarse porcelain bowls next to him, which contained some liquid, and he smelled a faint aroma of wine from afar. There was also unburned ashes nearby, and the light of the fire came from here. A gust of wind blew, and the confetti kept rolling in the bleak evening breeze.

It turned out that they were paying tribute to Liu Feng.

When Li Yuan saw Wu Ming coming, he hurriedly wiped his face and said, "Lord Wu, I made you smile." Now that we have just returned to our homeland, we are sad in our hearts, and we will remember our brothers who died in the south. ”

Wu Ming nodded, walked over, picked up a bowl of wine and asked, "Is it convenient?" With Li Yuan's approval, he poured a bowl of wine to the ground and said, "Dead brothers, rest in peace." ”

Zuo Wei next to him also picked up a bowl of wine, gently sprinkled it on the ground, and said while sprinkling: "Liu Feng, your kid usually likes to compete with adults for wine and drink, and in this town, you can only find such a little inferior soju, adults measure it big, don't worry about your kid, and now it's all for you to drink, why are you so polite today." By the end, he had a cry in his mouth.

The wine was poured into the fire, and the ashes that were about to be extinguished suddenly began to burn again. A gust of wind blew, and the fire also danced with the wind, raising countless dust, and it seemed that there was a heroic soul on the side. The black-armored warrior behind him suddenly sang.

"There is rain in the sky, it is so weird and indefinite, and there is a death in the world, so yin and yang are separated. The body is dead and will be buried in Shanyang from now on, and the soul will return here to defend the family and the state forever......"

Everyone is sad in their hearts, and they are not good at singing, singing and singing, and many people are even crying. More like a wolf howling. As he was singing, a loud singing voice suddenly came from afar: "Yesterday the golden iron horse, tonight the dead grave faint crow." The country is picturesque, and the hero's burial ground is home. ”

This is a six-character quatrain, written by the music master Qiu Shui in his later years, and the original intention was to commemorate those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country. The whole poem has a lot of sentimental meanings, but this person sings fiercely, clear and loud, like a sharp sword breaking through the air, which makes people's spirits shocked. Li Yuanzheng was sad to himself, and when he heard this voice, he suddenly found an outlet for his belly, and said loudly: "Who the hell is crying there, looking for death?" ”

Wu Ming suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, if he really said that the ghost was crying, compared with the other party's singing, it really looked like a ghost crying.

The singing on the other side stopped, and after a long while, the man in the night said loudly: "It is said that General Li has a straight personality, and now it seems that this is indeed the case." Wu Ming frowned suddenly, this voice was very familiar, but he didn't remember hearing it there for a while.

"Fuck, don't ramble around there, who the hell are you?"

"The 'Wind Legion' Yulusa is here, can General Li be instructed?"