The ceremony of burying Dongfang Wenyin is very special.

After an afternoon of muddy emotional waves, Liang Bida gradually got out of his huge grief and indignation. After discussing with Zhang Pujing and others, it was decided to send the body of Dongfang Wenyin to the southern foot of Meiling in the Bump Mountain Area, and choose a sunny hillside with a wide field of vision for burial.

Chen Mohan proposed that 100 officers from the newly liberated three regiments be used as the soul guards, and he and several regimental-level officers would personally carry the coffin.

The offer was silently rejected by Mr. Liang.

Liang Bida ordered Zhu Zhudao to select four soldiers from the first regiment, carry the purple-lacquered nanmu coffin temporarily requisitioned from a gentry in Chenbu County, and carry it to Meiling by himself.

Choosing the position, Liang Bida had a black face, didn't say a word, and carried a shovel by himself, digging a pit as if no one was around.

Seeing this, Zhang Pujing gave Zhu Zhudao, Chen Mohan and the others a look, and everyone stepped forward to help.

When Zhang Pujing started digging the soil, Liang Bida did not react, and when Zhu Zhudao walked over, Liang Bida did not say anything, but when Chen Mohan put down the spade, Liang Bida stopped, and said coldly to the loess: "Go away, I will bury my people by myself." ”

It was only at this time that Chen Mohan's heart was tightly pinched together, and an inexplicable pain was like ten thousand steel needles piercing the most sensitive place in the depths of his soul. It was from this time that he realized that his heart was being frozen by something new.

Chen Mohan silently stopped, and slowly turned around, walked towards a forest on the hillside, and when he came to a place where no one could see it, he could no longer control it, and two lines of huge tears rolled down, down his face, cut by his unkempt beard, and divided into several trickling streams, wetting his chest, and popping and scattering on the ground with withered grass at his feet.

After the burial, Zhu Zhudao asked his four soldiers to fire their guns to mourn, but was stopped by Liang Bida again. Liang Bida had red eyes, a hoarse voice, and said calmly: "Let's go, you guys go first, I'll stay here and talk to her for a while." ”

Everyone left in amusement. Naturally, he didn't go far, just waiting silently in the bamboo forest dozens of meters away. Waiting for a pain, waiting for a thunderous and lightning catharsis.

However, nothing happened, except for Liang Bida who crouched in front of the new tomb, almost motionless for more than two hours. What he said, and what she said, only Meiling and Meiling's night wind knew.