My imagination has come true

"You, you just love to think wildly. Who is Qingqing? Why can't she come back?"

Seeing her elder sister's face, Guo Ying laughed, and comforted her, "Didn't the newspapers report it a few days ago? It is said that our family's Yue Shuai, Yue Nv Xia just said that the new world will soon come. It's coming. It won't be long before she comes back."

Yue Ling chuckled and shook her head.

It is said that it is a new world where children can study and practice martial arts in school safely, run and play happily in the street, and don't have to listen to the warning bell on the street nervously every day.

She didn't know when this girl started to learn that set of slogans.

But everyone is still willing to listen.

Singing lively on the stage.

Movie fans also cheered enthusiastically.

Just when a group of martial artists who were going out of the city passed by, the two instructors from Longwei Martial Arts Hall who took the lead shouted 'stop'.

Standing still, he took a stick of incense, lit it and stuck it under the base of the outer wall of the theater building.

Everyone stood in awe and bowed silently.

"Yue Nvxia bless me to be invincible, bless my senior brother to be safe, my junior brother to be safe, my junior sister to be safe—"

A young warrior muttered in a low voice.

"You ask so much, can Yue Shuai bless you?"

The companions next to him were all amused by this kid.

"If I don't explain everything completely, what should I do if Yue Shuai misses one? Since I have asked for everything, I must ask for more comprehensive information."

Companion: "... also."

Everyone quickly chatted together.

After checking the incense, the teacher turned his head and glanced at the group of boys, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't stop him, but smiled instead.

This generation of young people is lucky.

In the generation 30 years ago, when the imperial court issued a summoning order, everyone still had the heart to joke about it. Most warriors would not refuse that summoning order, but everyone knew that they would come back after they left. Yes, only a few lucky ones.

Most people will die in that endless struggle.

Before Mu Qingyun appeared, when Zhan Huaijun faced monsters, they just went to take their lives to pile up a tragic victory.

Cut down, cut down, every moment of every day, all soldiers are ready to wear mourning clothes and walk on the destined path.

But after Mu Qingyun appeared, everything seemed to be the same, but not the same.

Some people sneered at the common people saying that Yue Nvxia is a fairy, but Yue Nvxia is a person who can bring back a warrior who went to death alive.

The teachers felt that worshiping gods and Buddhas might be ignored by gods and Buddhas, but it was really useful for these young people to pay homage to Yue Qingqing before going out.

"You have to obediently listen to Yue Shuai."

Only those who are obedient have a better chance of returning home alive.

The setting sun pulled the long street into a dim silhouette.

At this very moment, Mu Qingyun was standing outside No. [-] restricted area.

The No. [-] restricted area is a top-secret place in the absolute sense of the Ming Dynasty. It is set in the No. [-] restricted area. Except for those who are selected to participate in the banning task, no one is allowed to enter, and no one is allowed to spy.

Such a mysterious place seems to be an ordinary mountain forest, which is the mountains that can be seen everywhere in the Ming Dynasty, with lush forests and bamboos, flowers and plants everywhere, and butterflies flying.

Mu Qingyun sat on the ground with a brush in his mouth, staring at the letter on the small table in front of him, thought for a while, put down the pen, and sighed: "I don't know what to write."

At this time outside the restricted area, there were 80 to [-] people sitting on the lawn, some were writing quickly, and some were holding onto people and talking non-stop.

No one showed any panic on their expressions, but they tried their best to explain everything they wanted to say clearly.

Mu Qingyun folded the pen and paper, and smiled wryly: "Who would have thought that writing a suicide note could take ten years at a stretch."

When she was summoned to the forbidden area, she received the news that His Royal Highness would choose someone to carry out the next banning task.

This task is not even close to death, which is slightly better than ten deaths without life.

There is no such script in Mu Qingyun's head, and the story of the hero and heroine is completely over.

In the end, it was true to choose the candidates to participate in the banning task. The only thing everyone didn't know was that the preparatory work had been done for ten years.

In the past ten years, Mu Qingyun has turned himself into the de facto generalissimo of the Zhanwei Army.

Just last month, all were recalled to the restricted area.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still didn't show up, but sent his attendants to tell everyone that if everyone has unfulfilled wishes or any requests, they can mention them.

So, everyone began to think about what they wanted to leave in this world.

Mu Qingyun pondered for a while: "There is indeed something to do."

She had already thought about it.

A stele should be cast for the soldiers who defeated the army, and for all the martyrs who died.

She wants to use the best white marble, and she wants to leave stone carvings of everyone's deeds, so that they can withstand countless winds and rains, so that future generations can not only rely on imagination, but also recall all the stories of this era.

"It's a big project."

Fortunately, Mu Qingyun has the habit of taking notes casually, and fortunately, in the past ten years, she has obtained the most information.

The sacrifices of many righteous men were even the result of her cold weighing.

She remembered all of them.

She also remembers everything.

……

Time flies, spring and autumn change.

It's time for the annual round-robin tournament again.

This year's reincarnation competition and the trials after the reincarnation competition were both held in Yuncheng.

Now the common people of Yuncheng, as well as the Yuncheng Wuguan and Longwei Wuguan, as well as the warriors of various small martial arts schools, really don't pay as much attention to the reincarnation match as they did the first time.

Of course, the game still has to be watched.

Now everyone sees Yishui's young warriors emerging in the arena, and thinking of my Daming Kingdom who has successors in martial arts, I feel very secure in my heart.

Moreover, there are so few entertainment activities on weekdays, and there are such lively competitions, the people will naturally be happy.

It's just that the reincarnation match has been held in Yuncheng six times, and it was held in Yuncheng every year in the previous six years.

This year, it was discussed and planned to be held in Jincheng. After all, it has been held five times in one go. No county in the entire Ming Dynasty has such an honor.

However, the master of the local Jincheng Martial Arts School shot three thunderbolts, and Hao Changgong bit him to death and disagreed.

He was born in Yaowu City, squatted in Yaowu University Library for five years, and worked as a librarian for five years. He started martial arts and entered the realm of breaking illusion.

This person who regards the Yue Nv Xia of Yuncheng Martial Arts as the most respected person in his life, in many public occasions, he is a "Yue Qingqing blowing" with all kinds of tricks, and he doesn't want to hear anyone say anything about Yue Nv Xia.

Speaking of this time, Jincheng wanted to intercept Hu from Yuncheng. This man disagreed with his life and death, and he would not listen to any persuasion. Even the Yuncheng Martial Arts School sent disciples to discuss the handover and pass on experience by the way, it didn't make sense to him .