Shiqian City, the First Ring, the backstreet of the municipal government, and the historical memorial hall.

Every city, every race, has its own history, whether it is war, or peace, or sacrifice, or betrayal, or bright declaration, or half-concealed, it can not be recognized, it can be erased, and it can even be altered, but the reality that it once existed will always be proved by history itself.

In an age when consciousness can determine matter and the future, and "knowing" is a power in itself, museums and historical memorials are not deserted public meeting places, but areas frequented by scholars, students, and even military soldiers.

The regular large library and history museum are the most popular public facilities, where countless people are looking for their purpose, and the hottest areas are history in addition to myths.

But in addition to the big history of mankind, the small history of the city-state also has a special weight for the people who live in it.

Even today, the "five-haired man" is still the substantive embodiment of the strongest shield guard, and the heroes who opened up the future for the city and defended the city in the past accompany future generations in another way.

As for whether there are some slight errors and deviations...... In fact, it doesn't matter, whether it's in terms of use value or people's cognitive level.

At least, he, or she, existed, struggled, and sacrificed...... The descendants of Cheng'en have not forgotten.

There are more than 30 blocks in Shiqian City, most of which have their own museums and memorial halls, which not only place the prey of the "leaders", but also the deeds of the predecessors and victims in each area.

Many people think that the "Game Pavilion" is the real focus and a popular viewing point, but the warriors basically come here for the latter.

After the newcomers reach a certain level, they often come to see, with psychological needs and comfort, as well as material needs in a substantive sense, even if it is not for the sake of future myths, they can also refer to the evolutionary path of their predecessors and make some references.

All the memorials are free and free to enter, and the only one that strictly checks entry and exit conditions is the super-large historical memorial in the backstreet of the city hall.

Only the first half of it is open, and from the middle part, it is heavily guarded.

According to the grapevine, this is the base camp of the 12 Chinese Ministries, and the most elite unit of the Ministry of Culture, the "History Watcher", is stationed here.

At a higher level, this rumor has long been confirmed...... The watchman of history is the grave keeper of heroes.

In the second half of the museum, there is the legendary One Hundred and Eight Immortal Heroes Memorial, which is often a small separate room with a complete portrait sculpture, and the inscription on the back inscribes his past and main deeds, and finally ....... On top of his own coffin, there are also a bunch of tributes from his descendants and his personal belongings, such as DVDs related to him.

The name says one hundred and eight, but to this day, there are actually more than four hundred...... It is said that after each use of that strategic weapon, the "heroes" have the right to choose whether or not to return here.

It's not a comfortable choice, every time you wake up in the worst possible state, go out and fight hard and come back bruised, put in the coffin in more pain, waiting for the next summons........ Even so, most of the seniors will come back.

"Thirty times of potency and liberation."

This is the unspoken rule among them, and it is also the motivation to encourage them to persevere, but in fact, very few people can live to a certain day, and how can a very small number of people who really wait for that day choose to be liberated.

"I wish you a speedy stay in the museum."

Before the expedition, among the warriors who had migrated over time, such blessings were circulated.

This is a vicious curse, but it is also a supreme honor.

Fortunately, in the past 50 years, "One Hundred and Eight" has only been activated twice, and there are not many people killed in the war, but ten people have been replaced, most of whom are replacement applications submitted by juniors.

If a senior really lies in, his genre and his family will come to watch the ceremony, and it is also an extremely glorious moment.......

"Really, it's kind of ridiculous."

And today, in front of a small memorial hall that has just been built, facing the two historical watchmen with serious faces, Xie Ying, the only observer, feels a little absurd.

[The Hero of the Moving City, Zheng Li]

The bronze signboard set up in advance was hung on the door of the small room, and there was a smiling jade statue of the young man inside, but the inscription behind it was empty.

The people are still outside, but the tomb is built, and it is not empty.

Jiang Fengyin, who had just been lifted by the four history watchmen who were stepping on the right steps, was put into the static room.

The disciple's tomb let the master go down first.......

"Zheng Li, do you really know what this means?"

What does that mean? If Zheng Li was here, he would probably laugh at Xie Ying's stupidity.

Since he proposed a quid pro quo, he naturally knew what that meant....... It means that as a price in exchange, sooner or later you will have to lie down in yourself!

But...... This is the only answer among thousands of possibilities.

Perhaps, if he was really here, he would still laugh.

"I don't want to go to the end."

Vaguely, Xie Ying seemed to hear someone who said this.

For a moment, a history watchman stood in front of him, on the red tray, three objects wrapped in blood-red embroidery.

A medal, a certificate, a contract.

Taking a deep breath, Xie Ying signed his name on the contract..... There is also a genre where only one person remains.

That's right, one person.

A few days ago, under someone's operation, Lan Mengqi and Zheng Li withdrew from Feng Mingliu on the written registration, and left a strange message of "When Sister Yinzi wakes up, we will join in",

According to the usual rules, Xie Ying, the only member of Jiang Fengyin's school, became the person who had to watch the ceremony and sign the oath.

How is he feeling? No one can know.

It's just that when he slowly walked out of the memorial area, he sighed deeply and shook his head again.

Put on sunglasses, walk around the corner, and meet the black armbands who have been waiting for a long time.

Today was originally a training day, Director Xie booked the customary training point, and the bus was waiting to go together.

[The seven designated archery training locations of the Discipline Inspection Department - Feng Mingliu's senior brother Xie Yingliu. 】

Looking at this familiar signboard, Xie Ying himself felt a little ironic.

The colleagues and subordinates behind him were also silent.

After entering, it was time to mop the floor, dry to clean the dojo, and when the whole dojo was completely new, it was also in the afternoon.

Eating a terrible box lunch takeaway together, everyone said goodbye one after another.

In the gym, only the tall and thin figure remained, silently tasting the unpalatable lunch.

"It's really unpalatable, it's far worse than what Master Jiang made....."

The figure alone, eating and eating, with his head down, seemed to be mixed with some more unpalatable liquid in the lunch, so that he couldn't eat it.

He put down his lunch, picked up his bow, and walked to the gym.

Arrow by arrow, arrow by arrow.......

The heart finally calmed down, but the sound of stepping on the floor, which spread far away in the night, seemed to be a little lonely.