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Chapter 954 Cemetery of Heroes  ¡¿

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    Zuo Xiaoduo was at high altitude.

    I saw the ground, and as far as I could see, there were rows of tombstones!

    Neatly, front, back, left, and right, extending out densely; you can't see the end at a glance!

    Regardless of whether you look at it horizontally or vertically, all the tombstones are in a straight line, spreading straight to the endless distance.

    A strong sense of shock suddenly came to my heart.

    And in this jungle of tombstones, sporadic figures can be vaguely seen flowing, moving, offering incense, weeding, drinking, and sitting quietly.

    And with so many tombs, many tombstones are full of strong traces of rain and wind.

    But on all the grave mounds, there is not even a single weed.

    Whether it is the brothers who came to sweep the grave, or the comrades who are guarding here, they will never allow a trace of weeds to grow on the graves of their comrades!

    Every year, fresh soil is transported from afar and sprinkled on the graves.

    In this way, in the eyes of the living, the brothers have just died, and the heroic spirits are not far away; I still have not forgotten the scene of that year, and every face is still fresh, and it is still in my heart.

    On every tombstone, there is a trace of a young face.

    Some are serious, some are smiling, some are hippie smiling, some are making mischievous faces, some have swollen eyes, some are eating steamed buns, and they raise their heads in astonishment with half a steamed bun in their mouth

    All of these frozen faces are quietly watching the world in front of them.

    Accompanied quietly, comrades around.

    There are also some men and women who were buried together. The photos on the tombstones are the wedding photos of the two parties. They are full of happy smiles, clinging to each other, looking at the worldly glitz.

    As far as Zuo Xiaoduo could see, there was a huge stone monument, towering into the sky, huge and unparalleled.

    Visually, it is 300 meters high, and at first glance, it is even more majestic than an ordinary mountain.

    On it, there are huge black characters.

    "Success does not depend on me, I have no regrets in this life; success or failure is nothing but history, I have tried my best to fight!"

    At the other end, there is an entrance and a pair of couplets.

    "The spirit of a hero can enter, but the soul of a coward cannot!"

    Then there is a solemn and solemn building, the courtyard is full of wreaths; only one passage is left, and the end is the Hall of Valor; entering the Hall of Valor, there are four entrances in the south, east, north, and west.

    People from the four major armies in the southeast, northwest, and north are stationed here at all times to welcome the arrival of the heroic souls belonging to their own army, and each guide the heroic souls to reunite with their former comrades-in-arms.

    When Zuo Xiaoduo arrived here, when he looked down from above, he could clearly see the people standing at the door, all of them were soldiers in handsome military uniforms, many of them were holding coffins and urns in their arms, standing in silence.  Wait quietly.

    When it was his turn, he stepped forward with the guarding brothers and sent his brother to the resting place.

    If it's not your turn, just wait quietly, as long as you wait!

    Before the brothers are sent to the Hall of Valor, no one is allowed to speak, no one is allowed to take any action.  Don't cry, let alone laugh.

    Even if you are waiting for ten days or a month, you must keep one posture from the beginning to the end!

    Brother travels far, be sure to let him go quietly and with peace of mind, how could he be neglected in the slightest.

    ?In the Hall of Heroes, neatly lined up soldiers entered and exited uninterruptedly to greet the heroic spirits.

    In the distance, there were still many people holding spirit cards, and Zhuang Rong came.

    Just at the very end, quietly queuing up.

    Every day, there are tens of thousands of people here, but no one speaks out, and the place is completely silent.

    Except for the sound of footsteps, it is extremely quiet, with little noise!

    "This this is" Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked when he witnessed this scene.

    ?My heart was instantly filled with solemnity, and I felt an inexplicable urge to shed tears. I just felt so sad that it was hard to describe.

    In the rear, never see such a sight!

    This densely packed and endlessly stretching tombstones are more than hundreds of millions of people?

    The old man put Zuo Xiaoduo upright, released his restraint, and then led him quietly into the welcoming building of the Hall of Valor.

    It seems that the appointment has been made a long time ago, and I have not walked a few steps.

    A middle-aged man in military uniform came out, with a square face, serious face, and eyes like a bloodthirsty falcon.Fill the altar with three cups of wine, two cups are in front of the tomb, one cup is picked up by yourself, and he said softly: "Brothers I hope that you will no longer be enemies when you get there.  You are not alone on the road."

    After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank it all.

    After the aroma of the wine in front of the tombstone dissipated, he lightly spilled the wine in the glass: "Drink more."

    He took out a few jars of wine and poured them down.

    Sighing softly, he said: "The Heavenly King Lingyun of the Wumeng is a woman. The Sword Emperor never married; and the Heavenly King Lingyun never married."

    Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly realized when he heard the words, no wonder what the old man said just now, he thought that the two big brothers were so different, but it turned out that they had different positions from each other, and it was difficult for the two to walk side by side.  People feel endless sourness.

    People's feelings never happen because of any hostility or feud; things like feelings are often the most difficult to control.

    Once it breeds, it is naturally the most difficult to control.

    The Sword Emperor and the Lingyun Heavenly King knew each other well because of their hostility, and they developed a good impression, and then a love affair, but they never dared to say it, and they just fought life and death for a lifetime.

    You have your responsibility, I have my mission.

    You can't back down, and I can't give up, so I can only continue to consume until I fall, and both of them fall.

    Zuo Xiaoduo sighed softly: "At the last moment, I'm afraid Lord Sword Emperor Is it enough to live? We have been bound and tortured for a whole life"

    The old man smiled wryly: "At that time, the two disciples of Sword Emperor, one was Dongfang Zhengyang, the other was Sword Lord Both of them were able to be alone"

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