Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 329 Number 012 [End] This land will remember you
The sound of "Qingqing" made Mo Qing feel a little dazed.

Jiang Ke had never called her that.

Mo Qing's hands froze for a moment.

Looking at Jiang Ke who was still awake, Mo Qing slowly withdrew his hand for some unknown reason.

"look."

Jiang Ke said slowly.

Look?
On this hillside, there are countless tombstones. With a flick of his wrist, Mo Qing landed the flashlight on the nearest tombstone, and then froze.

[The tomb of Zhang Chengyun, the squad leader of the third company of the Second Army Independent Regiment].

This is……

A tomb specially built for that regiment?

Mo Qing moved the flashlight and quickly browsed the tombstones. There were words on each of the tombstones, recording their company, name and place of origin, dates of birth and death...

Mo Qing asked hoarsely, "Did you do it?"

Jiang Ke couldn't hear it.

Jiang Ke walked to a stele, knelt down slowly, and looked at the stele in front of him.

That belonged to the head of the independent regiment.

他 说:

"Jing Shi remembered everyone. Later, he went to investigate their origin and life."

"This country, remember every soldier who shed blood for it."

"Qingqing, don't have any regrets."

Suddenly, there was a wind.

The bell rang again.

The huge cemetery did not feel a sense of splendor.

Looking at the figure of "Jiang Ke", Mo Qing seemed to see Jiang Yan squatting in front of the tomb many years ago.

Mo Qing walked forward slowly and came to "Jiang Ke".

Suddenly, Mo Qing pinched the silver needle and stuck it behind "Jiang Ke"'s ears.

The wind howled.

The bells rang.

"Jiang Yan..." Mo Qing's voice was torn in the wind, "Are you Jiang Yan?"

As if hearing Mo Qing's voice, "Jiang Ke" suddenly raised his head.

The light of the flashlight fell on his feet, and the halo of light reflected his handsome features.There was more tenderness and a smile in his dull eyes.

He reached out and stroked her cheek.

He said softly, "Qingqing, wait for me."

Mo Qing froze.

The blood in the whole body seemed to rush in all directions at that moment.

Mo Qing breathed heavily: "You, do you really want to come back?"

"Jiang Ke" seemed to understand, and asked, "Aren't you happy?"

Mo Qing fell silent suddenly.

The bell was still ringing, incoherently, with great fervor.

Mo Qing looked at the person in front of him, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, and a sharp face. It was the same face, but the eyes were so familiar, and it seemed to hide thousands of things.

Yes, even just one look...

It is enough to distinguish Jiang Ke from Jiang Yan.

Suddenly, Mo Qing asked: "Will Jiang Ke disappear after you come back?"

"Jiang Ke" didn't answer her.

Soon, the clear and familiar eyes gradually returned to calm, and the eyes became lax.

Mo Qing reached out to grab his shoulder: "Say it."

However, "Jiang Ke" never responded.

It seemed that everything that happened just now was an illusion of Mo Qing.

Can--

Is it really her hallucination?
The hand holding "Jiang Ke"'s shoulder paused, Mo Qing closed his eyes, and then slapped Jiang Ke on the back of the neck, knocking him out first, and then quickly gave himself a few needles.

For the last needle, she stuck it in her thigh, but she didn't pull out the needle.

The severe pain made Mo Qing take a deep breath.

She lowered her head and saw Jiang Ke lying on the ground, she couldn't tell whether it was just a hallucination or not.

But she knows what she has to do.

She looked around in the cemetery, and staggered towards the direction the bell rang.

In the center of the cemetery, Mo Qing saw the string of bells.

The bell was hung under a locust tree, and there were a few fragments of Jiuyun strung together with it.

The wind died down.

But the bell is still ringing.

Mo Qing was so noisy that her mind was buzzing. She frowned, looked at the bell that was at least five meters above the ground, jumped up suddenly, stepped on the tree trunk with one foot, and jumped again.

She reached out and grabbed the string of bells.

Immediately pull hard.

The moment she fell, the bell was also pulled off smoothly.

However, the bell still rang.

Mo Qing carefully illuminated the string of bells with the flashlight. The bells were strung together with silver wires, like a string of wind chimes.

Except for the nine cloud fragments, there are three bells in total, all of which are not big, and their shape is no different from ordinary silver bells, delicate round, with hollowed-out patterns on the outside.

However, the color is light blue.

The material is like some kind of metal.

She grabbed a bell and padded her hand—it barely felt the weight.

WTF?

Is she really hallucinating?

The pain in her leg is fake too?

Mo Qing cursed inwardly, grabbed those bells, and slapped them directly on the tree trunk, but not only were the bells undamaged, but the bells were still ringing, Mo Qing's palms were also torn.

Right at this moment-

The blood oozing from the palm was quickly absorbed by the bell, and the bell emitted a faint blue light.

The harsh and chaotic ringtones stopped immediately.

?

what's the situation?
In this scene, even the well-informed Mo Qing had no reason to be taken aback.

——They were somewhat similar to her acupuncture needles and scalpels.

——What is the material of this bell made of?
……

Mo Qing hurried back to look for Jiang Ke.

At this moment, Jiang Ke had already woken up.

In the cemetery, he was not afraid, sitting on the ground, leaning on the tombstone behind him.

Hearing footsteps, he raised his eyes.

"You carried me up?" Jiang Ke put his hands on the back of his neck, kneaded it gently, and frowned, "Why does my neck hurt so much, did you hit my head against a tree?"

"..."

Mo Qing paused and looked at him quietly.

At this moment, he was not putting on any airs. He lay down on the ground, his body was covered with mud and grass clippings. The soft ground after the rain did not scribble graffiti on his clothes.

Even his hair and face were covered with mud.

But he didn't care, he kneaded the back of his neck with one hand, raised his head slightly, and furrowed his brows tightly.

Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Ke also looked at her.

"You..." Jiang Ke hesitated, "What's wrong?"

Mo Qing came back to his senses, and walked towards him: "You have been tricked, and you walked up by yourself. Did you see the dirt on your hands? If I hadn't discovered it in time, you are now kneeling in front of someone's grave to eat dirt .”

"..."

Although Mo Qing's words were not very credible, Jiang Ke still felt chills down his spine when he thought of that scene.

He turned his head, glanced at the tombstone beside him, raised his hand, and tapped it with his fingers.

"This old man has a spirit in the sky. He knows that I eat the soil in front of his grave, so he has to act to stop me." Jiang Ke said slowly.

Mo Qing was speechless for a moment.

Jiang Ke smiled, clapped his hands, stood up, and straightened his crumpled clothes.

His eyes fell on the string of bells in Mo Qing's hand: "The one you took is the culprit?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing stretched out his other hand, and threw the torn pieces of Jiuyun to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke stretched out his hand to fish it out, and took it away.

Mo Qing picked up the string of bells: "The fragments of Jiuyun are bound together with it, a total of five pieces."

She rang the bell.

The bell was silent.

Mo Qing said: "This bell is very special, it can ring without wind, but after sucking my blood, it suddenly became silent."

"After you left, Chi Shi sent me a message," Jiang Ke said, "He said that people of other races could not be affected by the bell, and you happened to be one of them."

Mo Qing was puzzled: "What alien?"

"No idea. That's all he remembered."

"If I'm really a foreigner, then do I have other people?" Mo Qing asked again.

"not sure."

"..."

"..."

The two people who knew nothing looked at each other.

After a long time, Jiang Ke turned his sore neck, tilted his head slightly, noticed the graves all over the mountains and plains, and frowned.

He wondered: "What kind of place is this?"

"Jing Shihe..." Mo Qing paused.

Jiang Ke cast a puzzled look.

Mo Qing continued: "Jing Shi and his comrades built a cemetery for the independent regiment at that time. The independent regiment probably died here at that time."

She paused for two seconds: "Jing Shi remembered them, and then went to find the roots of these people one by one."

Jiang Ke asked: "How do you know?"

"Guess." Mo Qing confused, "I remember the people of the independent group, who else could there be besides Jing Shi?"

This is true.

Jiang Ke didn't ask any further questions. After looking around, he said, "Do you want to stay and take a look?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing nodded slightly.

Before, she didn't remember everyone's name, now, she wanted to take a good look at them.

She squeezed the flashlight tightly and was about to leave when she stopped suddenly and looked sideways at Jiang Ke.

Jiang engraved: "I will accompany you."

"casual."

Mo Qing dropped two words and left.

A little tsundere.

Jiang Ke couldn't help laughing.

……

270 two tombstones.

270 two soldiers.

Mo Qing walked past the tomb one by one, pulled out the weeds in front of the tomb, and read every word on the tombstone clearly.

When she finished looking at the last tombstone, the dawn passed quietly and the sky was about to dawn.

"Let's go back."

Mo Qing took a light breath and looked at the distant sky.

Jiang Ke glanced at the sky, then looked back at the silent bell fluttering in the wind.

He asked: "This bell, take it away?"

"take."

Mo Qing said.

She turned around and looked at the tombstones: "After taking them away, no one will covet this place. They will also be clean."

Jiang Ke was noncommittal.

They didn't stay any longer.

When going down the mountain, Jiang Ke suddenly thought of something: "Didn't you go with Wen Yingxue?"

"Ok?"

It was only then that Mo Qing remembered this.

Her expression became a little weird.

Jiang Ke asked: "What?"

"I can't quite remember..." Mo Qing said, "Where did I leave her behind?"

Jiang Ke: "..."

It's a life after all.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke could only try their best to find them.

When the two of them found Wen Yingxue, Wen Yingxue was washing her face by the stream.

Wen Yingxue's condition was even worse than Jiang Ke's. Her whole body was covered in mud. The lady who was originally clean and dust-free now looked like a miner who had lived in the mountains for a long time.

"When did you wake up?" Mo Qing greeted from afar.

"Not long—"

Wen Yingxue answered while turning her head.

Then, she saw Mo Qing standing in the rising sun, smiling happily, not to mention taking pleasure in other's misfortune.

Wen Yingxue: "..."

She and Mo Qing are always at odds.

Wen Yingxue simply couldn't see it, and concentrated on cleaning the mud on her body.

The water in late autumn was very cold, not to mention that it was a mountain stream, and her hands were red from the cold.

However, she has a cleanliness obsession, and she can't stand being dirty.

Wen Yingxue washed her sleeves slowly and asked, "Did you find it?"

Mo Qing said, "It might be better for you not to know."

"Let's go quickly."

"What about that group of people?"

"I'll take care of it." Wen Yingxue said, "As for Shan Yingying, nothing will happen."

Mo Qing thought for a while: "Do you know anything about Forwarders?"

Wen Yingxue was slightly startled, and immediately said: "It's just a group of villains who do evil, and they have some contacts with Wen Nanqiu."

"that's it?"

"I don't know much."

"Row."

Mo Qing smiled very lightly, but didn't ask any further questions.

She raised her hand and threw it, and she threw it over.

Wen Yingxue turned around suddenly, raised her hand to grab it, and raised her eyes in surprise after sensing the touch of the object.

This is……

Vellum that hides the prescription.

Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders: "I'll see you off, Liang Qing."

Wen Yingxue frowned slightly, stared at Mo Qing, and wanted to say something, but she didn't speak for a long time.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke left together.

The sun shone down on the ground, shining golden, withered yellow weeds swaying in the wind, and the two people who left side by side were covered with a faint golden light.

On the hillside not far away, the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, and beams of light shine on the cemetery.

Tranquil and peaceful.

*
Before kidnapping Wen Yingxue and Shan Yingying, Brother Ying sent Tang Ming a message on Wen Yingxue's mobile phone, saying that he and Shan Yingying would act alone.

Although Wen Yingxue and Shan Yingying didn't go back last night, and someone from the club called the police, they didn't cause much commotion in one night.

As soon as the two showed up, things quieted down.

As for Brother Ying and the others, they were all crazy.

Wen Yingxue called the police, and the police took Brother Ying and the others away, but after investigating a fugitive, they quickly locked them up.

Mo Qing originally wanted Huos to intervene and look up the clues of the "Forerunner" from Brother Ying and others, but Brother Ying and his group are indeed crazy, so they can only give up for the time being.

Another busy day out.

It was not until dark that Mo Qing and Jiang Ke returned to Taiping Street.

"You two are back." Goblin opened the door and complained to them, "The sweet and sour pork ribs and crispy pork I made are going to be cold."

"What about the well time?"

Mo Qing was very sleepy and lacked energy.

"I want to eat cold dishes, he went to buy them, and he should be back soon—"

Before he finished speaking, people entered the yard.

(End of this chapter)