It's already the fourth funeral. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night is dark, the lights of the white vertical pole on the bow of the ship are illuminated, the iron-blue wheel and anchor pulley strings are full of industrial metal, the nameplate is written in foreign letters, and the small Western-style brass wall clock rings on the railing that protects the turbine.

A group of Chinese people gathered around two long wooden tables beside the metal railings on the side of the ship, on which two long gangplanks were erected, and two long bulging white sacks, or shrouds, on which the bodies of the two young men rested, the night was cold, and the blood was cold, especially after the funeral was after the ashes of the vampire brides.

There are no more words, only silence, silence, oppressive silence.

The prayer of the foreign pastor was still in the ears "in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit", and the holy water was still sprinkled on the long mahogany deck before it dried......

"The water burial begins. The old captain changed into an old military uniform of blue and black, wrote on the sack with a red pen, his palms were old and wrinkled, and the brass cufflinks emitted a halo in the light, reflecting the white linen cloth and the name of cinnabar handwriting - Yang and Lin.

A moment ago, it was still a fresh life, in the face of external humiliation, waving a knife, the shout was still echoing in the ear, "Kill foreigners, restore China" and now there are two cold names, there are already women in the crowd with red eyes, there are no relatives of two young people here, they are just illegal passengers who temporarily board the ship.

But the old captain did not disclose this information, making people think that this was a legitimate passenger, and he himself had ...... It is such a young man, whose blood is not cold.

The ship was heading westward against the current, and the cold west wind of the harsh winter was blowing, stirring up the white sacks, and the metal on the bow of the boat was beating against the waves of the river, and the sound of the water and the cold wind, when the priest came and said in Brietan: "I may pray for the two heathens, for their sake, for the sake of giving rest to the three noble ladies." ”

"No!" Liu Qingming refused coldly, and the old captain also politely declined: "No need, we will take care of our young people." ”

"But they died at the clutches of vampires, and without a priest, they would fall into hell when they died......" the priest tried to convince the old captain, not understanding why he refused the favor of the Lord.

This curse-like sentence aroused the anger of the public, most of the people on the ship were merchants who relied on foreign trade, and when they saw the pointing of those foreigners behind the priest, they didn't dare to offend, but they just stood there in embarrassment, and Liu Qingming, who was a companion of the two young people, pushed the priest away: "We don't believe in your gods, and we won't go into your hell." ”

He held on to one end of the gangplank, stroked the foreheads of the two comrades through the sack, and suppressed the tears and moaned, the voice hoarse at first, and then gradually cold.

"For 20 years, there has been chaos in the government. ”

"The external troubles are deep, the key points are strangled, the rights and powers are seized, the division is trillion, the people are hanging, the country is about to perish, only the heavens will descend talents, and the world will produce saints!"

"If there is no owner, it will be a man to stretch the people's morale. ”

"The people of Shenzhou are here today, although they are for the saints to drive, they have no regrets when they die. ”

"Ahead of the formation at this time!"

In the song, the old captain took off his military hat, the crew took off their hats, Ji Lun and the others stood solemnly, and the foreigners outside stopped and whispered, looking at the heretic funeral with strange eyes.

Liu Qingming's eyes were red, he lifted two springboards, tilted them outboard, and the body bag slid down, spun in mid-air, and fell into the river, stirring up two high white splashes, thus ending the two heroes who sacrificed for the country, no matter how many shortcomings they had in life, they all went with the wind after death, leaving only the world that was still broken and unchanged.

The old captain's expression was gloomy, he was the older generation's idea of entering the earth for peace, and he couldn't change it as a captain: "It's a pity that we old guys are incompetent, and we have hit a wall all our lives, but we want young people to live and die in blood, so we can only be buried in water in a hurry, and we can't enter the soil." ”

"Everywhere in the green mountains bury the bones of the faithful, why do you need to bury the loyal soul in Miluo. Guillen said.

Everyone was moved, Liu Qingming's tears welled up, he was silent for a moment, bowed deeply to Ji Lun, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!"

Ji Lun pressed his shoulder and asked little Helen to take out a sum of money from the concert the day before yesterday and give it to the other party: "You're welcome, the foreigners slaughtered it, follow the booklet given to you, don't die easily." ”

Liu Qingming didn't refuse, took a deep look, left Ji Lun an address and mark to contact, and left by jumping into the water alone.

"The water burial just now sang the social song of the Shenzhou Society!"

"Or the program!"

Wu Shanxia looked at the line of water trails and disappeared at the end of the mountain forest, she didn't know her old classmates at all, and her expression was shocked: "Although I read this information, I didn't pay attention to it at the time, I thought it was ...... I thought that only the Candidates could organize their strength. ”

"There is no money, no treatment, and the danger is worse than being paid as a soldier. The woman's sensual thinking made her think more: "Their deaths didn't even leave their names on the death list, and they also had parents, did they know that one of their children died here?"

"If the country lives and dies, how can it be avoided because of good fortune and misfortune?" Ji Lun looked at the flowing water, took a breath, and said for a long time: "Is there any information about it?"

According to the information, the Shenzhou Society has basically nothing to do with Zhuhou, it is a non-governmental organization of young people, martial arts, and its purpose is said to be to expel foreigners and revive China...... Branches spread throughout the country, with about 120,000 members. ”

The crowd gradually dispersed, and when he remembered something, Ji Lun's eyes jumped: "Lu Guo Divine Clan?"

I just found a little dragon qi in the young man's body......

Looking up at the moonlight spreading the sparkling upstream river, going up the road against the current, seeing the splendid mountains and rivers, unfolding the line of sight, it is the sinking of China, the difficulties of the rivers and mountains, the time to create heroes, heroes everywhere......

This world is familiar, my sister Acacia lives here, little Helen lives here, and she lives here...... Taught Ji Xiangsi, Jiang Shan, Helen Flag Officer, Little Helen, Liu Qingming, except for Jiang Shan, those who are willing to study seriously have made progress, as long as they do not die young, they have a bright future.

How many heroes do you need to turn things around?

Protoss, are they heroes?

Or the seeds of the future?

Since this hunt, this world is more complicated, time is in the early stage of a large room for redemption, how many seeds will be needed to be enough for the dark creatures of the great powers to hunt?

The times create heroes, as long as the soil is still there, leeks cut stubble after stubble, and hero seeds will continue to gush out, but the time given by history is limited.

The window left for the rejuvenation of China is constantly narrowing, the competition opportunities between countries and nations will become less and less, and the great powers will gradually take root in the world.

"Heroes?"

"Cleverness is called heroic, courage is called heroic. ”

"Save the people from fire and water, and relieve the people from hanging upside down. ”

"With this, they are the essence of the race. ”

"Although I am injured, I can't leave a curse for the seeds of Shenzhou. Ji Lun suddenly covered his mouth and coughed, and his hands were bright red.

Wushan Xiaolu actually paid attention to Ji Lun silently, she didn't have the dilemma of her sister Wu Shanxia, and when she heard Ji Lun's intention to help Liu Qingming, she couldn't help it: "The doctor said that your body can't use mana anymore, and if you move once, you will lose a little longevity......"

"Although the turtle has a long life, it is still at the end, and the snake rides the fog and eventually turns into ashes, how long does it take to live to be enough?

Ji Lun shook his head and coughed again, Xiao Helen silently handed him a clean white handkerchief, picked up the little white cat and followed, the mist spread around the master and apprentice, and the spiritual world superimposed on the anti-relief, or forcibly suppressed the injury.

"But ......" Wu Shanxia shouted: "The other party is a vampire, he will suck blood to repair, and if you are injured and cannot be repaired, you will suffer a lot......"

Wu Shanyan held down the two younger sisters, told them not to speak, and let Ji Lun decide for himself, Ji Lun's figure fell into a fog and disappeared, and then he sighed.

"Don't hesitate to kill Xie Tingshu, and don't hesitate to kill vampires, what is your heart?"

............

Doodoo Doodoo...... Doodle...... Honk......

The lieutenant colonel walked on the bank of the pond, dressed in a crisp military uniform, looking at the reflected sunlight and falling into deep thought, with only a simple telegram in his hand.

"Guillen has a conflict with a vampire. ”

The lieutenant colonel is forty-four years old, and the proud muscles of his youth have relaxed, and his belly is bulging, and he can't help but smile bitterly when he thinks of this--he is the project leader in charge of Ji Lun.

"What confusion is there everywhere the general?" A few minutes ago, the report came up, and the general who was handling the documents had a strange expression, as if familiar as if he didn't believe it.

The general was asking, "Are you sure he's only nineteen?"

"Previously been in hospitals and bases?"

The lieutenant colonel is sure that the general is not confused by the conflict between Guillon and the vampires, the empire is in turmoil, countless people have gone forward and succeeded, and no amount of sacrifice has been taken for granted.

"Then, why is the general puzzled, why is it strange?"

This is the confusion of the lieutenant colonel.

............

In the mist, little Helen followed closely, the road vanished, the foliage thicker, the weeds knee-high, and every step was difficult.

In front of him, it seemed to turn into a wilderness, and Guillen seemed to hear some kind of primordial roar faintly coming from the wilderness - this is my own hallucination?

Ji Lun's body was covered with armor, and only then did he see that in his hand, he was still holding a saber, this saber had a bright body, and the gauntlet was made of pure gold, plated with brass, and the scabbard was engraved with dragon patterns.

It's a second lieutenant's saber.

Guillen continued to move forward, and the light was faintly revealed between the gaps in the dense branches and leaves, and it suddenly became clear that little Helen and Guillen were standing side by side on a cliff.

"Ah......h

Little Helen's eyes widened, and the bright moon she saw, this moon was ridiculously big, and it was a little weird.

Suddenly, Ji Lun had a realization: "My own pursuit has really come into contact with the mysterious power of a foreign country!"

As soon as I realized this, the fog did not dissipate, but became thicker and thicker, but the mountains and forests and the bright moon disappeared in an instant, and what slowly unfolded was the familiar countryside on the other side.

"Hehe, we, close. (To be continued.) )