The tombstone has obviously been embedded in the soil for an unknown amount of time, and even many mosses on the surface of the stone monument have been petrified, as if they have become fossil specimens of fungi, I don't know anything about botany, I don't know how long it takes for moss to be petrified, more than ten years? Or decades......

It all came so suddenly, I never dreamed that the first battle for this small team would be such a result.

What I couldn't imagine was that "Ge Linqing", a name that was both abrupt and worthy of my lifetime, would appear here, in a place where the old man should never appear.

Yes, I once saw the old man, when I was very young, at least in my memory, there is a vague shadow, of course, this shadow also contrasts with the picture hanging on the wall of my grandfather's house.

Grandma is an extremely simple person, of course, she is also a soldier, and as for the number and military rank, no one has ever mentioned it to me, and even the status of a soldier, I can only judge it by the green military uniform in my memory and the photos on the wall.

There may also be an element of habitual thinking here, because: as I said before, in my family, including the elders, even a pet dog is a retired breed of military dogs.

My last memory of my grandmother is that this kind old man made a slingshot with his own hands. The slingshot is so delicate that even the rough skin on the slingshot wooden handle can't be found, all of it has been sandpapered and polished, and the two branches just form a flawless "Y" shape with the wooden handle, and even the meeting point of the soft rubber skin and the branches on the slingshot is the result of polishing it with a file for a long time, I clearly remember my grandmother squatting beside me at that time and telling me: "In this way, the slingshot skin can be more durable and will not be worn off";

However, the old man left me somehow, and I don't even remember it, maybe when I was four or five years old, or around elementary school.

The memory of that period seems to have been washed away, but I am sure that the family has never held any kind of funeral for this old man, at least as the only male in the family, I have not been dragged by my parents to participate, my grandmother is an extremely important person to me, if I really died and held a funeral, I will definitely remember, because I even remember the slingshot tie vividly, not to mention a sad and crying mourning hall.

The reason why I say that my grandmother is a very important person to me, in fact, this is not accurate, this "important" only exists in the spiritual meaning, I am the only person who was good to me in my childhood memory, I was given candy, I was given toys, and I accompanied me to see the monkeys and elephants in the zoo, and these are extremely ordinary things for any child, in that military-like family, but they are cherished to the extreme, and even only appear in the dream of the yearning realm.

Whenever I asked where my grandmother was, the elders in the family would answer me, "I went to Xiangfu", and as for where I went, the answer was strange, most of the time they would say that they went to the northwest to support the construction, and the news was unknown;

But people will always grow up, and when they grow up, they will always learn to have a few more hearts, of course, they will also learn tricks such as "pouring wine" and "flattering", so they have the grandfather's first unconventional statement, such as: "death", and even describe the funeral in a decent way, and then the second uncle with a solemn face will say that he died in the catastrophe of the year.

But I know they're lying, because I, as the eldest grandson, never attended the funeral, and the havoc ...... That's before I was born! , two liars!

But in any case, I can't imagine how my grandmother came to this island thousands of kilometers away in the southern hemisphere, and even more bizarrely, I will see the grave of the old man here.

"What are you kneeling here? Alert! Search for a stone house, it must have been inhabited recently! Find clues and confirm your identity! ”；

This tone seemed a little hysterical, because I was surprised to find that the tiger girl and other people behind me also knelt behind me;

I understand why they stop here, and why they kneel with me, not because they know what Ge Linqing means to me, but because they think that everything engraved with Chinese characters is a sacred object, like a wooden plank on a gentle slope, a tool given to them by God.

Behind him, there was a sparse search sound, which was a little hard, and even a little brittle and broken.

I was shocked: "Stop, stop!" Don't touch anything in the house! As he shouted, he stood up and walked to the nearest room, thinking to himself: If this is really where my grandmother once lived, then this is all the relics of the old man's house.

He dragged over a white robe blocked at the door of the stone house, and dragged him to his feet, but by the faint moonlight, he found a stone bed made of multiple stones and a stone table made of boulders.

"Shanman, I just touched it lightly, and it shattered," whispered the white robe I had pulled down, standing beside me.

Following his fingers, a small handful of gray-white material was piled on the ground made of stones, which had obviously been carefully selected and put together, and each piece was tightly jointed, and it seemed that something had been used in the middle, but it was very old, and a lot of debris had grown, and even a few places had grown short barren grass.

And the white substance I pinched with my hand, and there were even a lot of hard stones mixed with it.

"Where did this thing come from?" I turned to the white robe and asked.

"Right here," the white robe pointed to a gap in the stone bed.

This...... Is this a stone? I pinched the gravel in my hand and muttered in my heart, and turned my hand to break off another stone in the gap in the stone bed, but who knew that it might be too much force, and with a bang, the stone also broke into several pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Is it badly weathered?

The stones were broken off and broken one by one, until what seemed to be a "stone bed" was completely dismantled and collapsed by me, leaving only a few stones in the center of the bottom of the stone bed still hard.

I said "not good...... pulled the white robe and hurriedly ran out of the stone house.

"Come out of the house, don't stay in the house, it will collapse at any time!" I shouted to a few stone houses, and the low hill in front of me and the dense forest would echo me.

"Grandma, what the hell have you been through here?" I knelt down in front of the stele again, muttering a whisper.