At the end of the Jiangnan Provincial Patrol Division is a forested area, and the road to it is muddy and few people set foot in this area.

A group of students, under the leadership of Mei Liangxin, followed quietly, although the road was muddy, but no one avoided it, and let the flying mud splash on their bodies.

The surrounding area became more and more deserted, and the roads became narrower and narrower, until only one person was allowed to pass.

After walking for about twenty minutes, a small forest appeared in the students' field of vision.

The whole grove is based on green and gray, green trees, gray are tombstones.

There is a tombstone under each tree, densely packed, extending hundreds of meters, and there is no number of people who know how many trees and how many tombstones.

Standing in front of the Martyrs' Garden, everyone felt a sense of desolation and gloom coming to them, and their mood seemed to be rendered by the gray tombstones, and gradually became heavy.

"Bow to the martyrs!"

Mei Liang, who was standing at the forefront of the Martyr's Garden, said sadly.

With that, the tall body bowed deeply to the gray jungle in front of him, and did not get up for a long time.

The crowd also bowed forward with heavy hearts.

After a long time, Mei Liangxin, who stood up, turned to look at everyone, his eyes were full of sadness, as if he was nostalgic for the past. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke:

"Worship carefully, this is your final destination."

Zhang He slowly approached a gray tombstone, his palm lightly pressed against it, and a coolness welled up in his heart.

"In 1967, Wang Jiao, a combat squad under the Jiangnan Provincial Inspection Division, alone stopped three first-order and third-level cultivators in Jinshi City, killing one person and seriously injuring two people and then dying in battle, and his head has not been returned to this day."

Zhang He read softly, his heart was shocked, although he didn't know what level cultivator this Wang Jiao was, but he definitely didn't have the capital to fight with a first-order third-order cultivator. Otherwise, if you can't beat it, you should at least be able to escape.

He looked under the tombstone, and the main thing he wrote was Wang Jiao's exploits and the messages that his friends gave her.

Zhang He turned around and continued to walk inside.

"In 1961, Li De, a member of the supervision team under the Jiangnan Provincial Inspection Division, independently resisted the first-order fourth-order cult cultivators in the suburbs of Su City and died heroically."

"In 1963, Feng Ling, a combat squad under the Jiangnan Provincial Inspection Division, was surrounded by drug dealers while performing reconnaissance missions and died heroically."

"In 1974, Zhao Zhiyuan, a reserve member of the guard team under the Jiangnan Provincial Inspection Division, died heroically in the operation of destroying and selling human tissues to cover the retreat of his teammates."

"In 1984, He Xiaoju, an investigator of the Intelligence Bureau under the Jiangnan Provincial Inspection Division, successfully broke into the cult organization, and after being discovered, he fought hard to resist and died heroically."

“......”

Zhang He looked at it, such gray tombstones were all over the woods, and there were countless of them, and everyone died heroically, the youngest was only 17 years old.

"Is this where the Inspectorate ends.....

Zhang He looked at the gray tombstones scattered all over the woods, and stood in place in a daze, unable to calm down for a long time.

Maybe one day, there is also a tombstone belonging to him, which, like all the tombstones here, is engraved with "Heroic Death".

Scared? He was afraid.

But just like what he said in the morning, what if he is afraid, he has family and friends behind him, and if he retires, his relatives and friends will be on top. Die him and protect thousands of families.

"It's a good deal."

Zhang He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed again, isn't this the meaning of his rebirth?

Somebody has to do something, somebody has to do it.

It can be him, it's her, or it's him.

It is better to leave a tombstone engraved with "Heroic Death" in the Martyrs' Garden than to live and die in a mess.

Zhang He thought, if his tombstone appeared here one day, what would be written on it?

Is it a cunning bandit, a brutal cultist, or a murderous beast who kills himself?

The corners of Zhang He's mouth smiled slightly, since he was reborn, he deliberately tried to escape, to escape the unknown danger. But when the system suggested that there would be great changes in this world, he couldn't wait to go to Taiyun Mountain to improve his strength.

Is it because the ignorant are fearless?

No!

It's because there are so many people behind him.

It's because he regretted leaving too much in his previous life!

Now, facing it calmly, the Martyr's Garden told him the meaning of being reborn and coming back.

This should be the reason why Instructor Mei Liangxin brought them to the Martyrs' Garden, face themselves squarely, so as to better meet the future battle.

For yourself, for your family, and for the indelible righteousness in your heart!

Zhang He turned around and strode towards the outside of the Martyr's Garden, and more and more people changed their previous hangings and strode forward.

"Nam no Amitabha night Dotagadha night

Dordi night he Ami Na Du Bhabi

Ami sighed and learned about Tan Po Vi

....”

The little monk of Jin Chan changed his appearance in the past, wearing a brocade robe, holding a rosewood fish, sitting in front of the martyr's garden with a sad face, and the loud Buddha voice came out of his mouth, which was indescribably solemn.

The treasure light of the brocade robe is fully revealed, and the golden Buddha is faintly full of golden Buddha on the head of the little monk of Jin Chan, and the light of the Buddha spreads and spreads to the entire martyr's garden, sweeping away the desolation and gloom before.

"Death Curse!"

Ge Zixuan is a descendant of Ge Hong, and the future head of the Taoist sect naturally knows what the mantra recited by Jin Chan is.

Ge Zixuan sighed slightly, the Qiankun bag on his waist flashed, and the Wuji Dao robe instantly put on his body.

"The humanity is slim, the fairy road is boundless, and the ghost road is happy!

When life is the door, the immortal road is noble, and the ghost road is noble;

The fairy road is often auspicious, and the ghost road is often self-murderous;

......

Recite the demon spirits and kill the six ghosts.

The heavens are swarming, and my Tao is prosperous. ”

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"Not bad, lad."

On the way back, Mei Liangxin could walk beside Zhang He and the others, looking at Zhang He's high-spirited appearance, obviously trying to understand something.

"The instructor is overrated, but he just figured something out."

Zhang He smiled and nodded.

"Not bad." Mei Liang's eyes were full of appreciation,

"The first time I came here, I almost cried, you're so much better than me."

Zhang He scratched his head, why are you still crying? There's nothing here.

Mei Liangxin patted Zhang He's shoulder and said;

"The moment you think clearly, you're not fighting alone. Behind us are hundreds of millions of ordinary people, as well as the country, but there is nothing to fear. ”

"Oh yes." Mei Liangxin seemed to suddenly remember something, "School will start tomorrow, remember to work hard to improve your ranking." ”

Walking out of the Martyrs' Garden, everyone dispersed, and only Zhang He sat on the grass and chatted.

"Do you know that Quancheng in Dongshan Province is now issuing a notice to cultivators across the country to exterminate the rat nest."

Hou Feifei took out a chicken leg out of nowhere, and said while gnawing on it, but he was hungry for the little monk Jin Chan next to him.

"Hmph, Monk of Wine and Meat Flowers!"

Ge Zixuan looked at the little monk and said disdainfully.

"You know a der, this Buddha is entering the world to practice, wine and meat are all chaotic things, enter the stomach of this Buddha and purify it."

Ge Zixuan saw the little monk claiming to be the master in front of him, and he was unhappy, and with a sneak attack, the two instantly hugged each other and rolled on the ground.

"Alright, don't make a fuss."

Zhang He saw that the two of them were arguing again, and his head was big in an instant, a future instructor of Zen Buddhism, and a future heavenly master of Taoism, how could he be so virtuous.

pulled the two apart, and gave Xiangru a look, and Xiangru instantly understood.

"We passed through Dongshan Province ..... time"

Just like telling the experience of the bus, Zhang He also deliberately mentioned the mysterious person on the bus.

Jin Ping on the side was thoughtful, Zhang He saw that his expression was different, and asked curiously:

"What's wrong, Brother Jinping."

Jin Ping was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Zhang He asking him, he said:

"The mysterious man you just said makes me feel like I've heard that trick."

"Acacia? Acacia! ”

"I remember, it was the family heirloom of Zhao Heng, the sharpshooter of Huizhou - thirteen shots that killed him. But he's in his fifties, so he can't be the person you met in the car, and I haven't heard of any of his descendants having such a high level of cultivation. ”

"Khan, maybe he's the illegitimate son of someone else's old-timers. Big brother, you're going in the wrong direction, shouldn't you think about the rat's nest? ”

Hou Feifei teased on the side.

"What can I think about this, I can't let us students go now." Jin Ping spread his hands and expressed his innocence.

Zhang He thought about it, there are so many strange people in the Dragon Kingdom that they can't get to the point where they are on it.

"Calf Nose, what are you stealing!"

Jin Chan beside him suddenly found that Ge Zixuan was sneaking with his back to them, and his shoulders shrugged from time to time, sniffing carefully, as if there was still a smell of meat.

"Okay, you're actually stealing pig's head meat!"

"What are you doing, I'm a Taoist priest, don't break the precepts!"

"Wow, I don't care~!"

The little monk Jin Chan was about to pounce, but Ge Zixuan hurriedly ran away.

Zhang He and the others laughed heartily when they saw this, but they didn't know that a crisis was quietly approaching.

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Misty canyon deep in Taiyun Mountain....

"Lord Priest, the little monk won't say it."

"Humph! What's the matter, he can still beg us to do it, our demon clan has been hidden in the mountains for hundreds of years, what does the life and death of human beings have to do with us? ”

"The rats...."

"Okay, just wait and see."

The sound disappeared silently, and calm returned to the canyon, with the occasional beast roar.

Thousands of miles away, at the Jiangnan Provincial Inspection Division, the little monk Jin Chan was lying on the bed, thinking of the rat's nest they were talking about in the afternoon, and vaguely felt as if he had forgotten something important.

"Hey, what's going on?"