When the sky was bright, Han Shan woke up quietly. With sleepy eyes open, a hangover was a terrible experience for someone like him who rarely usually drank alcohol.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he discerned the situation in the room. When he saw the table full of spiritual seats, he was stunned at first, and then he saw Yi Duo who was dozing off next to the table, and Tang Qingshan, who was looking at him.

"Hey. Didn't bother you last night. ”

The vague memory was still a little confused, and he asked softly tentatively. Seeing Tang Qingshan shaking his head slightly, Han Shan sighed, stood up and walked towards the door.

Come to the door and hold your hand on the door. After thinking about it, he said.

"Today we are going to pay tribute to the dead victims, if you are not well, don't go out. ”

Open the door and step out. The moment the door closed, the man in the room spoke in a strange scale.

"I'll be to..."

The halfway door was closed paused, allowing it to close completely. The sound of footsteps near and far disappeared quickly...

The sun is on three poles, and the weather is as good as ever. There were no clouds, and the breeze was mixed with a biting cold. The scorched earth outside Pinglan Fort is still the same, and it is unknown how many years it will take to bring the pastures back to life.

The sunny weather didn't bring much relief to people. There are many people buried here under the cliffs outside the city, with names, names and names, and those who have long been unable to identify them...

Ye Liuyun still did not regain consciousness, and Yiduo stayed at home alone to take care of him. In addition, the old and weak women and children in the fort were all present.

Around the bottom of the cliff, pieces of wooden monuments record the souls of those who died in battle, and the monuments extend outward in dense clusters, until they reach five miles away.

Han Shan paced back and forth in the middle of the Monument, and there was no emotion on his face.

On the periphery of the Mortal Monument, the seven people of Tiefu City stood together around Tang Qingshan. Their original intention was to keep the Archon on a makeshift rattan chair.

Everyone knows that Tang Qingshan and the others were extremely seriously injured in this battle. Even if you don't come to pay respects, there won't be a single gossip in the city.

But Tang Qingshan still came, and insisted on standing to participate in the whole ceremony. Led by Qiu Fuxu, Xia Qingyuan and Bai Ling, as well as a few other fellow practitioners, stood on Tang Qingshan's left side.

On the right-hand side stood the generals of the city of Pinglan Fort, followed by the more than 4,000 surviving warriors and the people who did not want to leave their homes.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Han Shan walked back. Looking at the people in front of him, he nodded slightly, turned back to face the cliff and shouted.

"Brothers, Pinglan Fort is defending! Huangquan Road is short, you should enter the reincarnation as soon as possible, and go with peace of mind!"

Kneeling on the ground with a plop, his hands raised above his head, Han Shan slowly bowed down. The troops behind him knelt in unison, and more than 4,000 people knelt at the same time.

Except for the person who was supporting Tang Qingshan, the other six people in Tiefu City also knelt down. Although they don't know many people, the people buried here are worthy of their admiration.

"You don't have to worry about family affairs, there are old and young brothers who will take care of it for you!"

After the second sentence, bow down again...

"If there is an afterlife, let's be brothers again. Die at will, we can't bear to let you die..."

As soon as the third worship was over, the people behind the army began to cry and weep. This is the custom of Pinglan Castle, and this cry was originally the heartfelt tears left by the living loved ones, who were reluctant to leave the deceased.

But today, the people are crying for the nostalgia for these soldiers who dare to sacrifice and dedicate their young lives.

Crying and crying, the voice gradually became smaller. Some are tired of crying and have no tears, while more elderly people are crying and fainting on the ground.

The weather that was supposed to be snowing started to rain for no reason for some reason. Xia Qingyuan originally wanted to make a magic decision to isolate the rain from everyone.

The moment she raised her hand, Qiu Fuxu gently stretched out her hand and pressed it on the back of her hand. Looking at Xia Qingyuan's eyes, he shook his head slightly.

"Hey!"

Retracting his palm, Xia Qingxuan stood back beside the middle-aged scholar.

The people returned to Pinglan Fort one after another, and only Tang Qingshan's group and the soldiers defending the city were still drenched in the rain.

rejected many people's requests, and Tang Qingshan still stood at the forefront.

Hundreds of people walked out of the crowd carrying large drums and lined up in a straight line.

"Boom... Knock knock... Boom... Boom... Boom..."

"The wind is blowing... Looking northwest..."

"Ambition is bloody, and the mountains and rivers are unharmed. ”

"In order to protect the country, I died on the battlefield. Pinglan stands tall for eternity..."

"Kyushu is silent, and the world is vicissitudes. There is my loyal soul, and I will defend the bowels. The world is peaceful, and the prosperous world is healthy. The war spirit returns home, and no longer wanders..."

With the rhythmic beating of the drums, the singing of more than 4,000 people became louder and louder. In the midst of the heavy rain, a ray of sunlight shone through the dark clouds on the earth.

Under the cliff, people stand quietly in the rain and bask in the sun...

In the evening, Ye Liuyun's room. The unconscious scholar was well taken care of by everyone, and by the fire in front of the bed, Tang Qingshan weakly raised his two hands to warm up on the brazier.

Even after a few days, the recovery of sensation in the hands and feet was still very slow. The seriously injured body couldn't withstand the cold wind of winter, so he barely rubbed his hands together and leaned near Ye Liuyun's bed.

staring at the charcoal fire in the basin in a daze, after a while, Qiu Fuxu pushed the door and walked in.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

Because Tang Qingshan never wanted to talk to people, after trying a few times, Qiu Fuxu didn't bother him anymore. After all, after encountering such an accident, no one could put themselves in Tang Qingshan's shoes and understand what Tang Qingshan was thinking in his heart.

Qiu Fuxu hoped to give him enough time, enough for Tang Qingshan to figure it out for himself. In this world, if there is black, it will be white! The truth is very simple, but how many people can really understand it.

"These days, everyone bothered. ”

Still looking at the already dark soot burning in the brazier, Tang Qingshan said with difficulty.

"You shouldn't tell me these things. ”

Since you know how to open your mouth, it means that there is not much problem with your mind. Time can indeed smooth out many things, and Tang Qingshan's opening is the final proof.

"I have asked you to come because I have something to inquire about. ”

Qiu Fuxu didn't answer, he was waiting for Tang Qingshan's next step. Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't make a sound, moved a little, and changed his posture, Tang Qingshan began to slowly tell about what happened that day after he and Ye Liuyun were trapped in the secret realm by Ding Qinghan.

Little by little, it was very inconvenient for Tang Qingshan to speak now. After talking for a while, he had to rest for a while, and there was not much gas in his chest for him to squander it so much.

He tried his best to refine what happened after the two of them disappeared, and until Tang Qingshan finished speaking, Qiu Fuxu did not interrupt his words from beginning to end.

With Tang Qingshan's narration, Qiu Fuxu sometimes frowned, sometimes thinking seriously. When he heard that Ye Liuyun sacrificed seventy-two golden books in a row, forcing Ding Qinghan's true body directly to break through the void and escape, Qiu Fuxu's heart still skipped a beat.

He heard three words in his life, and the last thing he wanted to hear was that.

Unexpectedly, this stupid boy actually drove himself to a dead end.

After Tang Qingshan completely recounted the experience of the two, without waiting for him to ask questions, Qiu Fuxu was the first to speak.

"Do you want to know what Mind Prisoner is?"