Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 650: Solitary Grave
In the northeast of Liaodong, there is the ruins of Zhenlu Ting.

On the top of the mountain that was rumored to have been flattened by the Thunder Magic, there was no trace of snow, and even the withered grass roots had been cleared away.

Under the small tree with all its leaves fallen and only dead branches left, there are no longer only two lonely graves leaning against each other. Many new graves have been added around them, scattered and arranged in an orderly manner.

In front of these new graves are stone tombstones, which are rare in this day and age.

The first two words of the inscriptions are "Tianque" without exception. They are neat but not rigid, and it is obvious that every stroke is hand-carved.

"Listen carefully, you all, being able to come here and be neighbors with Old Master Su is a blessing you have accumulated in your previous life. So everyone, be honest and behave yourself, and don't be lazy when you are supposed to serve."

"Otherwise, when Li Jun comes after me and says I disturbed Mr. Su's peace, and wants to dig you out one by one, I won't protect you. If your bodies are left exposed in the wilderness, it will be your own fault."

A tall and thin figure walked among the rows of new and old tombs. He bent over and carefully wiped each tombstone with a wet cloth in his hand, not leaving out even the smallest speck of dust.

The man had a messy bun on his head, with a few strands of gray hair falling in front of his eyebrows. The angles of his face were covered by a messy beard, making him look sloppy.

The people living in the nearby counties all knew that not long ago, a young gravekeeper named Jiang Wei suddenly appeared on the site of the Zhenlu Court of the Liaodong Wuxu Sect. He wandered on the barren hill all day long and rarely went down the mountain.

Even if he occasionally went into the city, he would just buy some incense, paper money, wine and cigarettes, and then leave immediately. He never stayed in the city for long and had no contact with outsiders.

However, the discussion about him did not last long, and no one was idle enough to find out the truth.

Because there have been so many major events in the empire recently, major events that did not occur in the past few years are now happening almost every day.

This morning, the Honghu Rebellion broke out again in a coastal prefecture, and in the afternoon there were rumors that a powerful family in Southern Zhili had been executed.

We just heard about the spectacular scene of 'a hundred people breaking the order' that took place in Mount Longhu, and then we turned around and heard about a horrific tragedy that happened somewhere else, where hundreds of drug addicts died in their dreams overnight.

The news, which was difficult to distinguish between true and false, flooded the entire Liaodong like a snowstorm, and people's initial curiosity gradually turned into numbness, and finally into anxiety and panic.

The storm is brewing. In such a chaotic situation, naturally no one would care about such a madman wandering among the graves.

"Master Su, can you guess what this is?"

In front of Su Ce's grave, Jiang Wei took out a mud-sealed wine jar from the backpack at his feet and held it in his hands as if he were offering a treasure.

"Look, this is the famous Lao Longkou in Liaodong. It is brewed using the most traditional craftsmanship from thousands of years ago. It is said to have been buried in the underground cellar for many years. It is really good stuff."

"Don't worry, I know you are not interested in wine. Take a look at this."

Jiang Wei placed the wine jar on the ground and took out a tightly sealed white strip from his backpack.

"Look familiar, right? Of course it does. This is a special supply from the Imperial Guards. It was your favorite when you were in the Japanese area. I asked someone to get it from the Liaodong Hundred Households Office."

Jiang Wei sat cross-legged in front of the grave and unpacked the cigarettes and alcohol he had brought with him one by one.

The pungent aroma of alcohol wafted in the wind, and expensive soju worth a fortune was poured onto the ground.

In the faint white smoke, three cigarettes were placed two fingers apart and stuck in the soil that had just been soaked in liquor.

"Don't worry, Master Chi. How could I forget you? See? There is definitely enough high-quality engine oil."

After finishing all this, Jiang Wei knelt down from sitting, and the smile on his weathered face disappeared, replaced by deep guilt. He kowtowed three times respectfully to Su Ce.

"Please don't be angry, old man. I know that you always looked down on Tianque's way of doing things when you were alive. You thought we were all spineless and had brought shame to the martial arts order of our sect. But this time I really didn't know where to put them to be safe, so I had no choice but to bring them to you."

Jiang Wei's eyes dimmed. "The Tianque I was familiar with no longer exists. As the old saying goes, debts are forgiven when a person dies. No matter what they did to you in the past, I hope you won't hold it against them. Just give them a place so that they can have some peace."

Jiang Wei paused and lowered his mud-covered forehead to the ground again.

This time he did not raise his head for a long time, but listened quietly to the wind blowing through the wilderness, as if there was Su Ce's voice in it.

The wind whimpered, like an unclear agreement.

"I am here on behalf of the 132 souls of Tianque and Shen Li. Thank you."

It was another jar of Lao Longkou, but this time Jiang Wei did not pour it on the ground, but gently placed it next to the tombstone.

"Take your time smoking and drinking, and don't scold me for being useless and hiding here to guard the graves instead of going to avenge them."

Jiang Wei took a deep breath and said, "I am not afraid of death, and I have never thought of relying on Li Jun's reputation to survive. I, Jiang Wei, am not that kind of person. Although the country is destroyed, the East Palace is still there. After I have arranged everything for them, I will naturally seek revenge on the East Palace and will not be a nuisance to you here."

After saying this, Jiang Wei was silent for a long time.

He waited until the cigarette on the ground was half burned before he spoke again, but his voice became inexplicably hoarse.

"I know I'm not strong enough. A sect ranked fourth wanting to take revenge on the East Palace sounds like bragging. In fact, when I was in Xin'an City, I already realized the gap between me and them. Just a bloody mill made me powerless, and I couldn't even save a single person."

Jiang Wei knelt on the ground, his hands pressed against his thighs slowly clenched into fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands.

"That day, I met Shen Li outside Xin'an City. He was still alive."

Jiang Wei twitched his lips, as if trying to reveal a more relaxed smile, but he could not lift the corners of his mouth that were as heavy as a mountain.

"I don't know if you've ever met him. That guy is a bastard, arrogant and domineering. He is extremely proud. He often brags to me about his experience as a gang leader in Tianjin. He told me that if I can't make it one day, I can worship him as my big brother, and he will protect me and ensure that I have a good life and no one dares to bully me."

"But when I saw him that day, I almost didn't recognize him."

Jiang Wei exhaled heavily, "My martial arts are all wasted, my sequence is empty. A warrior who once feared nothing has fallen to the point where he can't even stand. Even at that point, Shen Li pushed me hard, yelling and scolding me to leave Xin'an as soon as possible, saying that this is not a place for me to get involved."

"That bastard, he was beaten into a cripple, but he still had such a bad mouth. I didn't bother with him and planned to rush out with him, but guess what he said, old man?"

Jiang Wei stared at the gray tombstone, his voice full of resentment, just like a young man who had been wronged outside and returned home to complain to his elders of the same rank.

"He said he couldn't leave, he had to stay here because his elder brother Li Jun was trapped in Jichang in order to save him. He couldn't be a treacherous coward."

"He can't be a coward, but can I? He can't abandon Li Jun, but can I abandon him?"

Jiang Wei shook his head and said, "I am not afraid of death, and I don't want to leave. But Shen Li said something to me. He said that Tianque can't die completely, someone must survive, someone must remember these grudges and hatreds, and no matter what the cost, this grudge must be avenged."

"He said that he was already a useless person, and there was no difference between being alive and dead, so this matter had to be handed over to me, and only I could do it."

Jiang Wei smiled bitterly, "I am really stupid. I was often deceived by him when I was in Tianque. He caused trouble everywhere, but in the end I was always blamed and was punished by the elders. This time, I was actually persuaded by him and escaped from Xin'an by myself."

"Although Shen Li didn't die in the end and even joined the Solitary Martial Order, I really regret listening to him and leaving him alone in Xin'an. I couldn't even take care of the living, so how could I take care of the dead? Don't you agree?"

"Don't blame me for being talkative, old man. I really don't know who to tell these words to."

Jiang Wei slowly lowered his head and looked at the three cigarettes that were about to burn out.

"I'm not a smart man, but don't worry, I won't bring shame to my Wuxu sect. I will definitely bring back a few heads of people from the East Palace, as a token of my payment for their burial here." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wei suddenly raised his hand and grabbed to his side. A piece of blade emerged strangely from the distorted air and hit his palm.

Buzz.
The restlessness of the mechanical heart brought up a noisy strong wind, and the cigarette butt stuck on the ground burst into a last bright flame, and the remaining embers drifted away with the wind.

Jiang Wei's eyes flashed with fierceness. He clenched the blade tightly with his right hand, and supported himself with his left arm. He stood up and kicked the man on the shoulder.

The attacker was hit hard on the shoulder, his body shook, and he decisively dropped the knife and retreated in embarrassment.

Jiang Wei, who had just landed and stood firm, had already followed. As fast as an arrow, he rushed in front of the opponent, lowered his shoulders and elbows, tucked in his chest and straightened his back. He grasped the disarmed long sword in his right hand and hit the opponent's chest heavily with the heavy blade head.

click
The sound of mechanical bones breaking is much crisper than that of human bones.

The man's body was thrown high into the air, and then Jiang Wei grabbed his ankle and dropped him heavily. The collapse of his chest was horrifying.

Jiang Wei turned his wrist, and the sharp blade of the long sword fell, piercing through the opponent's twisted and broken sternum, blocking the mechanical heart that was about to enter overclocking.

The drum-like heartbeat suddenly stopped and became inaudible, daring not to beat wildly anymore.

"No wonder you were able to escape Xin'an alive. It turns out that you learned a martial arts skill and a body-building skill. Among the remaining martial arts sects in the Ming Empire, you should be the strongest one, right?"

A sarcastic laugh sounded behind him, and Jiang Wei turned around suddenly.

I saw that the other party was standing beside Su Ce's grave at some point. He bent down calmly, picked up the cigarette box on the ground, took out a cigarette, knocked it on the box, lit it and put it in his mouth.

Then he picked up the jar of Lao Longkou, and seeing that the mud seal on the jar was not opened, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.

"But you are just a fourth order, yet you dare to say that you want to seek revenge on the East Palace. Aren't you overestimating yourself a little? Even if you are lying, you can't say such big words, right?"

The man tore open the mud seal, took a deep sniff, revealed an intoxicated look on his face, and squinted his eyes at the gloomy Jiang Wei.

"Oh, by the way. My name is Jin Wei, Liu Tao, Bing San."

The other party introduced himself, but Jiang Wei ignored him and said coldly: "I don't care who you are, you'd better take your dirty hands away and put the things down properly!"

"They are all good things. Wouldn't it be a waste to leave them to a dead person? But since you asked, I'll give you a favor."

Jin Wei loosened his fingers, and the wine jar fell to the ground and broke into pieces, with the splashing wine leaving a water mark on Su Ce's tombstone.

"You asked me to let it go, so I let it go. It's a matter of reciprocity, shouldn't you give me some face as well?"

Jin Wei leaned his arm against the tombstone, holding a burning cigarette between his right fingers, and tapped it lightly at Jiang Wei.

"We didn't come to this godforsaken place today for you. So just put down the knife and listen to my instructions. When I'm done, I might be able to spare your life."

Jiang Wei, whose eyes had already turned red the moment the wine jar fell to the ground, had no intention of talking to the other party, and his right hand holding the knife moved downwards.

Pfft!

The blade penetrated the core of the machine, broke through the entire body, and penetrated deeply into the ground.

"A stray dog ​​without a home has quite a temper."

Jin Wei slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and calmly watched the scene through the curling mist.

"Since you can't understand what people say, then go down and become a wandering ghost with them."

Zheng!
A fierce and evil wind was howling behind him and a strange audio frequency was exploding in his ears, like a soul-devouring devil's voice, drilling straight into Jiang Wei's brain.

Jiang Wei's brows were tightly furrowed. Without any dodging movement, the knife in his hand collided head-on with the axe blade wrapped in ice.

Click!

The exploding fire was instantly extinguished by the dissipated cold steam, and the broken blade edge flew across with ice chips.

The soldier who was facing Jiang Weifang had white hair and eyebrows, and his whole body was shrouded in a thick pale fog, emitting a bone-chilling coldness.

He broke the weapon in Jiang Wei's hand with an axe, thinking he had the upper hand. His overclocked mechanical heart suddenly burst into an even louder and sharper sound, and he chopped Jiang Wei's neck with his axe.

"Martial arts sect? Today we will make sure you are completely exterminated!"

Boom!
There was a dull sound like a blunt object hitting flesh, and the glaring scarlet splashed out before being frozen into an ice crystal.

The pupils of Baimei Bingxu trembled, and the joy in his eyes suddenly froze.

Jiang Wei, who was unarmed, did not dodge or evade, as if he had no physical skills at all. He just put his elbows to his ears and used his body to resist the axe's blow, letting his arm be torn apart, leaving a shocking bloody wound and exposed white bones underneath.

Five stiff fingers wrapped in frost stretched into the misty white cold air that blinded the eyes, directly grabbed the opponent's hair, took a step forward, used the head as a hammer, and smashed down hard.

Click!

The soldier's cervical vertebra was broken with a sound, and a mechanical bone with a cold glow pierced out directly from the side of his neck!

If the heart of the weapon is not broken, the order of the army will not be destroyed.

Being so close, the White Eyebrows Bingxu gave up the idea of ​​holding their weapons. The frantically pumping mechanical cores created an even more violent ice and snow storm, completely submerging Jiang Wei's figure.

Without a moment's pause, the cold fog, which was enough to freeze an ordinary person to death instantly, continued to emit the dull sound of fists colliding, suppressing the mechanical heart to make the buzzing sound weaker and weaker.

The last part was almost a whimper, like someone begging for mercy humbly.

The mountain wind blows through and the fog appears.

Jiang Wei's body was covered in bloody frost. Although the wound on his left arm had stopped bleeding, there was not much good flesh left. The rolled flesh had turned white due to the freezing, and it looked necrotic.

Under his feet was a broken mechanical body that was almost torn into pieces, and the mechanical heart in his right palm was still twitching and trembling.

Pfft!

The five fingers are clenched together, and the flesh overflows from between the fingers.

"You have some skills. Come on, another one."

In the distance, Jin Wei flicked away the cigarette butt with his fingers, clapped his hands, and spoke with a smile.

"We must make sure that our Lord Wu Xu is beaten until he feels comfortable and is satisfied!"

(End of this chapter)