Along the way, Ning Xiao heard that the base he went to this time, Fanghai, was likely to be the last stop of the inspection team. After inspecting Fanghai, the whole team will return to the capital, and all the bases in Huaxia will be regulated and controlled at a macro level.

Hearing this, Ning Xiao also understood why Cheng Ziyang gave up the plane and took the car to the Fanghai base. Since it's the last round, you have to take your time.

Soon, the convoy stopped at a certain location.

Faced with this historical monument without any decoration and without the slightest packaging, what is the first thing that comes to people's minds? Is it the vicissitudes of time, or the solemnity of history; Is it a nostalgic nostalgia, or a helpless search.

Standing in front of that section of the ancient Great Wall, Ning Xiao was thinking so whimsically.

In fact, the Great Wall between the scorching sun and the grass is really a craggy stone wall, which has long been abandoned in the wilderness.

Ruins, rocks, grass, wildflowers.

These stones are quite hard. Ning Jixiao, a fifth-level ability, needed to kick hard before he could eat enough to make a small piece of it into a froth in a panic.

After countless years of wind and rain, the edges and corners of the stones are still so distinct, even a small piece of stone is not moving, and even unbreakable.

At this moment, a voice came down from ancient history, and it was calmly flowing from the mouth of a scholar: This is the oldest Great Wall, built by the great-grandfather of the First Emperor!

Are you sure?

Really, as evidenced by the black and white words in the history books.

More than 3,000 years ago, on the big stage of China, the princes were fighting in the flames of war. After the great-grandfather of the First Emperor destroyed the king of the wilderness, he defeated several powerful countries one after another, and built this Great Wall in order to defend against the barbaric iron hooves of the steppe peoples.

Now, after thousands of years of wind and rain, the ruins still exist, appearing and disappearing in the vast desert wilderness, and this section of the Great Wall is the most intact. It is about 100 meters long, all made of natural stones, the wall has no mud, and there is no white ash, it is called the dry wall.

The walls are filled with irregular holes. The site is 2 meters high and 3 meters wide, like a small dragon, climbing from the bottom of the ditch to the slope......

Leaning on the broken Great Wall, the wind of the years blew towards Cheng Ziyang unhindered, whimpering, crying like a complaint. Let his soul feel the truth of the earth and history.

The horses neighed, and the swords slammed. Back then, how many wars took place here in order for the ancestors of China to compete for the space for survival? In the diffuse wolf smoke, in the desolate Qiang flute, in the lonely beard, in the cold light of the iron clothes, pushing the staggering Chinese steps forward.

As a result, the enterprising spirit of mankind and the spark of civilization have been left here. Although it has become a ruin today, it is full of remnants of history, faithfully reflecting the thick years.

After the ups and downs of the last days, Cheng Ziyang often feels regret and regret. And at this point, everything is gone. Because history is the history of life and death. History is a history of rise and fall.

History without ruins is history of mutilation. In the face of a fragmented history, it can only make the existing human beings seem at a loss without discerning the vicissitudes of life. Only on this remnant of the ruins can people truly see through the distant time and space.

Ning Xiao walked over and took the initiative to put his hand into Cheng Ziyang's hand to feel his slight trembling.

"Xiao," he muttered in a low voice, holding Ning Xiao's hand tightly. "Huaxia no longer needs the Great Wall! The separation of powers between the bases has finally been completed. I seem to have fulfilled the mission given to me by the end times! I can finally live up to myself. ”

"No," Ning Xiao looked up, his eyes fixed on him. "You have only completed the mission of the last days given to you by Huaxia, but you have not completed the mission given to you by your father!"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Ziyang hugged Ning Xiao and asked very seriously. "Shaw, can you make sense of that?"

"Alas," Ning Xiao rested his head on Cheng Ziyang's chest. "I don't know what it is, and even Lingwu can't guess what it is...... All I can tell you is that your mission in the last days is not yet complete!"

"Of course it's not done," Seeing the uneasiness and panic in Ning Xiao's eyes, Cheng Ziyang could only comfort her by changing the topic. "Look, we haven't had a wedding yet, and Huaxia hasn't really been completely unified. I still have a lot to do!"

"Hmm!" Ning Xiao didn't say anything more, just buried his head in his arms. Anyway, no matter what the future will be, she will accompany him on his way.

In the broken wall, the two people hugged each other like this. It was like countless years ago, when they first met.

On a cold spring afternoon, the convoy finally arrived at the Hanshan Temple on the outskirts of the Fanghai base.

Passing through the stone roads and alleys, standing at the head of the Fengqiao Bridge, you can see the Hanshan Temple with the yellow wall of Biwa standing in the green trees, the ancient cornices and corners are still smart, and the high Puming Pagoda stands under the gray canopy, solemn and solemn.

"Since ancient times, Fang Hai has been known for being a great person with the spirit of the earth," Cheng Ziyang explained as he walked with Ning Xiao. "So the area under the jurisdiction of this base is quite large, and the population is also large."

"However, the Fang family has an extremely strict inheritance system, unlike the Tian family, which has become a mess of porridge! In a sense, even if Fang Hou does not come back to take charge of Fang Hai, it will not affect the Fang family's loyalty to my Cheng family. ”

"However, the leader of the base I have formulated must be a combination of a level 5 or above ability and a zombie level 5 or above, and I still hope to be in place. Because only in this way will the other bases have nothing to say. ”

"This balancing act," Ning Xiao smiled and responded. "You're so comfortable with it!"

"Hehe," Cheng Ziyang gently touched Ning Xiao's forehead with his head, and said without humility. "There's no way, it's all about being born like this!"

"Oh!" Ning Xiao could only roll his eyes.

At this time, in the Hanshan Temple, the green pines and cypresses, the winding paths are secluded. There are 500 Arhat statues enshrined in the main hall, and the treasures are solemn and shining. It seems that he has not suffered the devastation of the end times in the slightest. This is quite surprising to outsiders.

"There is a strange sect in this Hanshan Temple, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be in a prison. Before the end of the world, my family increased the construction of this place, and built a corpse cave that could accommodate 10,000 people. ”

"This is the biggest difference between Fang Hai and other bases," Fang Hou also explained to everyone. "In a sense, the birthplace of Xuanmen is my Fanghai."

As soon as these words came out, even those who didn't understand it well knew it.

This has also disappointed some. Many years ago, after they recited the famous poem "Fengqiao Night Park", Hanshan Temple should have appeared in their minds with such a posture:

Waves crash against the rocks; In the distance, cliffs stand; On the cliff, there is a lonely temple; In the middle of the night, the sound of the temple bell pierced the cold night and reached the ears of the fallen scholars, triggering an aria for the ages......

Now that they have visited here, they know that it is just wishful thinking on their part.

"Xuanmen?" Hearing this word, Ning Xiao couldn't help frowning slightly. Because she's really not interested in this sect.

"Don't think too much," Cheng Ziyang knew what she was thinking, so he comforted her. "After the killing of the last days, there are very few people who have survived in the Xuanmen. In terms of qualifications and morality, even if they are in front of me, they will not even be ranked in seniority. ”

"Then do you still want to support Xuanmen?" Ning Xiao raised his eyes and asked faintly.

"Since the end times have chosen the Stranger," Cheng Ziyang took her hand and told her very clearly. "Then the historical mission of Xuanmen should come to an end."

"Oh," Ning Xiao felt at ease at this time, and let him lead him forward.

"When...... When ......"

At this moment, a bell rang leisurely.

In the sound of the bell, the person quickly became eccentric, and immediately blurted out:

The moon falls and the sky is full of frost,

Jiang Feng Yuhuo was sleepy.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City,

Midnight bell to the passenger ship.

This is a well-known poem. Its stone inscription is displayed in Hanshan Temple. Let the bell in the temple also pass through the eternal times and have been passed down to this day.

However, Ning Xiao's eyes changed slightly. Lingwu also ran out of the space, shouting, "This bell is so strange!"

"Oh," said the waiter, who didn't pay much attention to this, and was still explaining. "The huge bell in the temple is more than one person high, and it needs to be hugged by three people on the periphery, and it weighs two tons. The bell is loud and melodious, and the aftermath is lingering. ”

"It is said that the bell can 'subdue the magic resentment...... Hearing the bell, the troubles are clear, the wisdom is long, and the Bodhi is born', but I just don't know if it's true or not!"

In this way, everyone wanted to go and see the bell. But Ning Xiao and Ling Wu didn't move half a step. Cheng Ziyang wanted to ask Ning Xiao to accompany him, but Lingwu flew to his shoulder and whispered to him a few times.

A look of horror appeared on his face. He couldn't help but look at Ning Xiao, and his mouth was saying, "Impossible, that's just a bell!"

"Hehe," Ning Xiao smiled coldly, pointing out mercilessly. "Is my little incense or a stove?"

At this time, Cheng Ziyang had nothing to say.

"Ning Xiao," Lingwu was asking for her opinion. "Then do you think we're going to go in and take a walk?"

"This?" Ning Xiao lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then shook his head. "Forget it, it hasn't done anything bad, just leave it here to soothe the peace of the people!"

"Okay, then listen to you and let him go!" Lingwu yawned and flew back to his original space.

"Xiao," Cheng Ziyang discussed. "I just felt a stirring in the air. I thought something was moving, but I didn't expect it to be a sign of ......"

"Well, this is telling you that there are demons nearby!" Ning Xiao patiently explained to him. "Ordinary people and ordinary people heard the bell and didn't feel anything. But to the ears of those of us who are super high-level abilities, it is not a normal bell, it contains an aura!"

"Oh......" Cheng Ziyang can be regarded as understanding. He thought about it for a long time before he smiled at Ning Xiao: "It seems that I will have to strengthen my training in this area in the future." Otherwise, you will be like Xiaobai, when danger comes, you won't know anything. ”

"No hurry," Ning Xiao took his hand. "You have to take your time. Over time, you'll have some realizations. When the time comes, you won't need to tell us, you'll know. The latest chapter of "The Last Days: The Fairy Wife Rampant Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.