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[Volume 441, Huaxia Royal Family] Chapter [-], Before the Grave of Heroic Spirits

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The Lanmei Hotel was very lively. The middle and high-level members of Tianmen had already arrived before noon. They all gathered here, exchanged greetings and got to know each other, and waited patiently for Di Cheng's arrival. This rally was ordered by Di Cheng himself, but everyone who received the notice has arrived, and the lowest rank among them is also the captain of ten thousand members of the sect. The high standard can be called the highest in the history of Tianmen.

Just as Gu Ziwu said, for this gathering, the person in charge of the hotel started preparations half a month in advance, taking great pains in terms of dishes and services.The Finance Office of the Combat Readiness Force also personally allocated a huge sum of tens of millions, just for this rally.

But all the preparations and all the expectations turned into tension at two o'clock.

A phone call from Gu Ziwu made everyone's hearts thump, and the excitement turned into silence. Yang Jing called to ask for details, but Gu Ziwu's phone was turned off. How about contacting Zhou Shaohua?No one answered, call sister-in-law?Hang up directly.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that things were not going well. No one dared to continue waiting in the hotel, and rushed to the suburbs in a hurry.

When people rushed to the Heroic Spirit Cemetery, Di Cheng was standing in the middle of the tomb group, the oldest cemetery area, standing quietly and staring absentmindedly.Ye Wantong, Jin Yixuan and others silently accompanied them, while Gu Ziwu and several guardians of the cemetery knelt on the ground, their faces covered with cold sweat.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jing and the others grinned secretly, signaling the brothers behind to slow down and walk up gently.

"Brother Cheng." Yang Jing coughed a few times and called out cautiously.

"All here?"

"They're all here." Yang Jing waved his hands to the people behind, and everyone hurriedly called Brother Cheng respectfully.Some of them have known Di Cheng for a long time, some just heard about it, and some are old brothers, but for some reason today, they feel a heavy sense of tension in their hearts.

"Take care of the road under your feet, don't dirty the soil in front of their graves." Di Cheng's voice was very deep, which made people feel uneasy.

Yang Jing didn't understand what happened, and secretly winked at Zhou Shaohua, but Zhou Shaohua remained silent, lowered his head and silently prayed for the sacrificed brothers.

Di Cheng said slowly: "Old Yang, how long has it been since you came?"

"It...seems...a long time."

"What about you?" Di Cheng asked again.

Xu Yun and the others looked at each other, but no one dared to say anything.

"I'm asking, but no one heard?" Di Cheng's voice was quite cold.

Xu Yun and others grinned secretly, and quickly said, "It's been about a few months, and I'm a bit busy during this time."

"A few months? Is that so? Can anyone tell me, how many times have you been to this Heroic Spirit Cemetery? Use your fingers to count."

"This..." Yang Jing and the others probably understood what it meant, but no one really dared to speak. They lowered their heads vigorously, and even moved back a few steps quietly.

"To put it another way, who has come to the cemetery alone, who has sent flowers to the grave, and who has mourned for these sacrificed brothers." Di Cheng gently closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and there was a hint of tinge in his voice. Trembling, bleak heaviness.No one dared to speak, no one dared to answer, they lowered their heads one by one.Maybe some of them have been here before, but it was only limited to three times. As for most of them... At best, they only came here with Di Cheng, but no one came in to worship alone.

"I have never studied or attended school, but I also know that there is an old saying in China, drink water to think of the source, and to repay kindness. Look at the soil under your feet, look at the graves around you, look at each of these Black and white photos, look at these dead heroes. Without their bloody sacrifices, how could you be at ease and peaceful now, and how could the rise and prosperity of Tianmen be achieved.

Look at these dilapidated cemeteries, you have money to eat, drink and play, but don't have the money to help them repair their residences?Whose hands did the special funds allocated by the Finance Department of the Combat Readiness Department go to? !

Look at the stone platform in front of their graves. It is clean and deserted. Except for their relatives, who has given them flowers, and who has paid homage to them during the Qingming Festival?

Look at the ground under your feet, it is full of potholes, muddy and dilapidated, what do the watchmen of this cemetery do every day? "

The deep voice was like a hammer, constantly beating on everyone's hearts, their bodies bent little by little, and their heads lowered little by little, but the shame and apology on their faces was nothing more than that. Personally sincere? !How many people were touched from the bottom of their hearts? !

"Where's Pei Qiu?"

"Brother Cheng!" Pei Qiu, who was deliberately stomping behind, grinned secretly, and ran up quickly.

"Are there any rooms in the dungeon?"

"Have."

"Listen clearly, regardless of severity, they will all be locked in a dungeon. Do you know what to do with such a shameless, hateful bastard?"

Pei Qiu's body trembled slightly, and hurriedly straightened up: "Understood!"

"Remember the responsibilities of your Iron Law Army, and remember the obligations you shoulder. Even if a certain sect master is involved in it..." Di Cheng opened his eyes, and a stern look appeared in his eyes: "Put death in the middle of the night, and use the righteousness of the family." Law!!"

Everyone's eyes fluttered, they raised their heads in shock, and stared blankly at Di Cheng's back. Feeling the coldness and anger, a chill spread all over their bodies, and many people's faces turned pale.

Ling Chi?execute?

Sect master? ! !

Did not hear Pei Qiu's response, Di Cheng's voice sank slightly: "Do you need to repeat it?"

"No!!" Pei Qiu hurriedly lowered his head, and said with difficulty: "Understood, Pei Qiu understands."

"Xiaofeng, arrange for the Thousand Eyes Troop to supervise the Iron Law Troop. If there is any phenomenon of favoritism and fraud during the investigation, no matter how big or small the position is, make me a cement statue and live forever... Kneel in the middle of the tombs of heroes!"

boom! !Finally, someone couldn't bear this bone-chilling voice, and knelt on the ground uncontrollably.The others swallowed hard, bent their knees little by little, and finally... except for Ye Wantong and other family members, everyone in the audience knelt on the ground.

Ah Fu Ah Xing, who was at the outermost corner, didn't know the situation, but seeing these "big men" pale and sweaty, he couldn't help but kneel down, and imitated their appearance and said forcefully, "Being a person must have a conscience, and doing things must be done." There are rules. You are very tired and busy. I can understand this, but...how many years? Six years. It has been six years since Tianmen was established. Look at this cemetery, look at these tombstones, Tianmen's Who is the hero of the rise? Look at how many brothers sleep forever on the cold floor for this dream.

They didn't have excessive demands, and they didn't ask Tianmen for any conditions before they died, and they didn't make you bear any responsibilities, but...you really feel at ease?Really so fickle?Haven't had any touch?

If you have ever felt guilty, why didn’t you take the time to come and have a look, even if you look from a distance, even if you come in and simply sit, even if you spend a few dollars to buy a flower, even if you bring a few fruits and a few jugs of sake .

Ask yourself, is this requirement high? "

The huge cemetery was empty and quiet, everyone's head was deeply knocked on the ground, Di Cheng's voice was blown by the cold wind and drifted among the tombs, piercing everyone's mind again and again like a steel needle. heart.The pain and guilt made their bodies tremble slightly.

"If I die in the future, who among you would like to sit in front of my grave? Who would like to chat with me with a pot of sake? Who would still remember me?"

"...Brother Cheng... I'm sorry..." Weeping words with trembling voices sounded in the crowd, this time... the shame was real and unaffected.

"Don't apologize to me, just apologize to the brothers." Di Cheng's knees slightly curled up, and he slowly knelt down in front of the grave.

"Brother Cheng, your body..." Gu Ziwu hurried over to help, but was grabbed by Zhou Shaohua and pushed back to the ground forcefully.The others were anxious, but in the end, no one dared to say anything more.

"Brothers, I haven't seen you for a long time. Today... I will talk to you." Di Cheng closed his eyes, lowered his head, and began to mourn silently.

In the depths of winter, lonely and desolate, a gust of cold wind blows through the empty cemetery, the coldness and coolness pierces the bone marrow.Everyone knelt on the ground quietly, no one dared to speak, no one dared to move, and no one dared to complain.

One hour, two hours, three hours... When the sun approached the west mountain, the sky became drowsy and the cold became more intense, but everyone's heart gradually calmed down. At first, maybe they were just afraid of Di Cheng's punishment and couldn't bear it. That kind of depression, at this moment, unconsciously... I realized what guilt is.

Seriously thinking back and silently realizing that for so many years, except for killing is expansion, except for treatment is exercise, they may have really lost something.

What is "loyalty"?What is "friendship"?Who has carefully experienced the heaviness and responsibility! !

ps: Congratulations to "Old Wang Kan Schoolbag" for being crowned the leader. The surprise came so suddenly that the mice couldn't accept it, hehe.

Tomorrow it will erupt for 'lie', and the next time it will erupt, it will be for "Lao Wang reads his schoolbag".

Lao Wang