Lord of the night.

Chapter 374 Brother Yin save me [Three chapters, right? 】

"You can clean up here yourself."

Ning Xuejian made a plan in his mind: it seemed that Fang Che's guess was correct, the dream demon must still be in Baiyun Continent.

In this case, you have your own goals and plans.

So he immediately regained his aloofness and said in a frosty and ice-cold tone: "I'm going!"

Whoosh.

Gone.

Yuan Jingjiang and others recovered from the stiffness and stammered: "Master Jian...is gone?"

"Gone." Fang Che replied with a frown.

He was still regretful and a little unwilling.

It's actually just a clone.

The dream demon is not dead.

Yuan Jingjiang stammered: "Then what should we do?"

"what should we do?"

Fang Che said angrily: "You are the hall master!"

Yuan Jingjiang was at a loss, his mind was still dazed, as if he was about to cry: "My mind is blank now..."

"..."

Fang Che turned around and left.

"You guys pack up and I'll go see Tang Zheng. Transport the couple... back to the guard hall first."

His voice was low, and after saying this, he entered the yard next door without looking back.

Wrap up all Xiaomei's cosmetics and accessories inside.

Then he put the body on the bed board, carried it out, asked for a carriage, put Xiaomei on it, then sat on it himself, and said with a whip: "Drive!"

Just ignore it and leave.

Yuan Jingjiang also wanted to follow, but there were still things to deal with here, so he could only take a look and start giving instructions immediately.

Without anyone to rely on, I will have to do some tasks myself.

Fang Che drove the carriage all the way to Tang Zheng's body.

Here, the deacon guarding the main hall has come over and is keeping watch. There are restrictions in place around here.

Tang Zheng was lying quietly, covered in Venus deacon uniform.

"You're going to buy a bridal gown, Fengguanxiapei."

Fang Che arranged for Jing Xiuyun and told him: "Get the best one, the best one!"

"Yes."

Jing Xiuyun turned around and left with tears in her eyes. As I walked, I wiped my tears.

"You rush back first to tell the domestic demand and get a full set of deacon uniforms, Silver Star. Remember, full set!"

Fang Che arranged for Zhao Yinger: "Speed."

"Yes."

Zhao Ying'er bowed to Tang Zheng and said goodbye, then jumped away.

"Tang Zheng, let me tell you that your neighbor's three demons have been killed by us."

Fang Che slowly came to Tang Zheng, looked at Tang Zheng's face, and said softly.

Tang Zheng was lying down with a calm smile on his face. He seemed very pleased.

Fang Che said in a low voice: "Do you know? You have done a great service! Because of your information, we killed a clone of the Dream Demon. This is a great achievement for guarding the main hall. Even in the ranks of guardians, It’s also a great achievement!”

"So, no one can object to your promotion to Silver Star."

"My cultivation level is really too low, otherwise, my merits would be enough for a gold star."

"Tang Zheng..."

Fang Che sighed: "I brought Xiaomei here for you too. I'll take you back to the guard hall together!"

"I wish you grow old together in the next life and the next life and never be separated!"

Fang Che stood solemnly, bowed his head, and observed a moment of silence.

Then he leaned over, picked up Tang Zheng with a proud smile on his face, and put him on the carriage.

Cripple Hong Er wanted to help, but he refused.

Lay Tang Zheng and Xiao Mei neatly together.

Fang Che got on the carriage: "Go back to the guard hall. Deacon Hall!"

The horse whip was waved gently, and the carriage started slowly and smoothly.

Fang Che sat on the carriage shaft, his face cold and solemn, his eyes deep and focused.

The night was dark.

The wind suddenly picked up, causing his hair to flutter and his clothes to flutter; the sky sobbed like a sob.

The sound of horse's hooves is clear as they move forward slowly.

Hong Er Laizi and other hall deacons formed a neat line behind them and followed silently.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the bodies of Tang Zheng and his wife on the carriage, and then at Fang Che, who was sitting upright on the shaft of the carriage.

I don't even know what I'm thinking.

All they knew was to follow the straight figure and move forward. No matter if it's night or anywhere.

……

After Ningxue Sword left.

"Brother Ninth, you are so good at predicting things. As soon as I arrived, I killed two nightmare guards and a clone of the dream demon!"

there.

"Huh?" Dongfang Sansan was immediately shocked, even stunned for a moment.

So fast?

In Dongfang Sansan's idea, the Ningxue Sword would be used to shock first; then cooperate with the guarding hall to stabilize the situation; and then the southeast and the guardians would work together.

Crack down on the four major sects, gradually peel off the news about the Tianshen Sect, and focus on attacking them.

In this way, Fang Che would not be exposed at all.

It is logical to attack the Celestial Sect, and then the ultimate goal is to destroy the dream demon or its clone.

This is a complete process.

But after Ningxue Sword passed by, he directly killed a dream demon clone without even taking a rest!

In one step, I went directly to the last step of the work.

Dongfang Sansan counted the time and was a little surprised.

This means that the Ningxue Sword rushed over with all its strength, then stopped without stopping after reaching Baiyun Continent, fell down, and immediately killed the dream demon clone and the two nightmare guards with one sword?

What the hell... is there such a coincidence?

"What's going on?" Dongfang Sansan asked.

"When I came and searched, I found out that this guy Fang Che was walking around the streets with a powerful official..."

Ning Xuejian's words made Dongfang Sansan frown.

When you put it this way, why do I feel that Fang Che is actually a street vendor?

"Then I went down, and it turned out that these guys were so brave that they actually found the residence of the dream demon's clone. A few kings dared to arrest it..."

Ningxue Sword said proudly: "If I hadn't been here, I'm afraid these guys would have become the nourishment of the dream demon."

Dongfang Sansan snorted.

If they hadn't felt your presence, I'm afraid they wouldn't have even moved!

I have been asking for credit to such an extent that I feel like I can’t help but feel proud of myself!

"Then Fang Che actually stabbed a nightmare guard with one knife. The timing was good, but... he didn't stab him. It almost killed me, and then I took action."

Ningxue Jian couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of the scene when Fang Che stabbed the nightmare guard in the back and was knocked away.

"Then you took action and captured it?"

Dongfang Sansan asked.

"I took it, but a strange thing happened. After the dream demon's clone died, it turned into a phantom, and my sword had no effect on this phantom, but after the phantom flew up, I don’t know what happened, but I was eaten alive.”

Ningxue Sword said: "Brother Ninth, please think about this matter. What is going on? Is there a ghost?"

Dongfang Sansan said: "Yes, there is a ghost!"

"What the hell?"

"There are ghosts that eat clones."

"Yes, I know, I mean what is the reason?" Ningxue Jian persisted.

"...There's a ghost!"

"I know there are ghosts. What is the problem?"

"..."

After a while, Dongfang Sansan slowly sent a question: "Are you Xue Fuxiao or Rui Qianshan?"

Ningxuejian: "???Brother Ninth, are you confused?"

Dongfang Sansan was rubbing his temples.

That's enough!

"Next, you will sit in Baiyun Continent, inside the city. Don't leave the city. No matter what happens in the southeast, you are not allowed to leave Baiyun Continent until the dream demon is dead. Do you understand?"

"I understand. Brother Ninth, what the hell is that?"

Dongfang Sansan put the communication jade on the table and stopped replying.

……

In the north of Baiyunzhou City, in a large and magnificent courtyard.

The one wearing the uniform of a wealthy man with a kind face is none other than Kou Yifang, the leader of the Tianshen Sect.

He was looking anxious at the moment.

I just went in to say hello to the ancestor. The ancestor is still a little out of sorts. However, during this period of time, as a lot of the Dream True Spirit has been absorbed back, the ancestor's complexion is getting better and better.

But just now, while he was just talking, his face suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in a crazy manner, directly spraying Kou Fang's head and face.

Then he fell straight on the bed.

There was a bang on his body, as if something exploded.

Immediately, countless endless small bubbles appeared on the ancestor's body; the small bubbles floated up, floated to the sky, burst when they saw the wind, and disappeared in an instant.

The ancestor, who was already a bit thin, became skinny in an instant.

And lying on the bed, I was still erect.

When he straightened up, there was a big mouthful of blood; when he straightened up again, there was another big mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Kou Yifang inexplicably remembered two words: Stand up!

It's really similar.

Six nightmare guards rushed in at the same time. One of them carefully raised the ancestor's head and skillfully fed him a bowl of medicine.

But it spit out again with a pop.

"Go and get...the Dream Soul Pill..."

The dream demon glared: "Hurry..."

I brought the Dream Soul Pill and took it in a hurry. The dream demon's condition finally stabilized.

However, he was really lying on the bed and couldn't get up.

His face was gray and defeated, his expression faintly revealed the air of death, and his breath was dying.

Like a dying patient barely able to breathe.

After a long time, he finally took a breath. He was so weak that it was difficult to even breathe, and he murmured: "The clone... was destroyed."

"what?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Liberating... Also, report to the chief instructor that we are in urgent need of... the Resurrection Pill."

After the dream demon finished speaking a few words with difficulty, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This time the clone was destroyed, although it was not as serious as the last time's backlash, but he had just woken up and had not yet recovered, and the consequences of the clone's destruction were actually more deadly than the last time.

Several nightmare guards hurriedly began to arrange and report.

Kou Fang was stunned on the spot.

Lord Dream Demon...his hands are clattering again...and he can't move!

This time, in order to support the Dream Demon Ancestor, all the elites of the Celestial Sect came in!

The most terrible thing is... when the Dream Demon Ancestor couldn't move, the Ningxue Sword came!

And now in the sky above Baiyun Continent, the sword energy is shocking.

go?

That is absolutely impossible!

Kou Yifang feels cramps in his calves every moment.

At any moment, I feel like my head is going to run away from home with a whoosh the next moment.

But now that the matter has come to this, there is no way out.

At that time, he volunteered to welcome the ancestors to the southeast to collect the dream spirit. Wasn't it just to increase his bargaining chip?

If you don’t flatter your ancestors, how can you rise in the southeast?

There is a night demon in the Yin Shen Palace, and he is the best at completing the task; seeing that he is already so powerful, he cannot compare with him.

Hai Wuliang is finished.

But I am still a head taller than Guan Shandu and Gu Shanfeng, right?

"Wealth is found in danger!"

Kou Fang gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Now that we have reached this point, there is no point in regretting; we can only bite the bullet and go down. As long as this level is passed and the Dream Demon Ancestor recovers with his help, then he will be completely stable in the sect in the future. Heel.

The six nightmare guards were busy, obviously not caring about themselves, the leader of the subordinate sect. But what should we do in the current situation?

I thought about it.

I took out the communication jade, communicated with the Five Spirit Gu, and contacted the Yin Shen Palace.

"Master Yin, I have a favor to ask for."

Yinshen Palace was very surprised. Kou Yifang came to ask for help again. What happened?

"Brother Kou, you're welcome. If you have something to say, just tell me."

"My little brother is currently in Baiyun Continent and is in a difficult situation. Moreover, he is still worried about being exposed at any time. I just want to talk to Brother Yin first. If it is really necessary, I hope Brother Yin can help me."

Kou Fang's posture was very low.

Yin Shen Palace was in a very happy mood, but he did not directly agree, saying: "What Brother Kou said, I am naturally obligated to handle your matter. But I am not in Baiyun Continent either."

Seeing that Yin Shen Palace was pretending to be confused, Kou Fangfang made it clear: "Brother Yin, if you don't tell secrets, we all know that your sub-rudder has been rewarded."

Yinshen Palace said: "Oh?"

"We also know about the Starlight Helmsman's affairs." Kou Fangfang said.

Yinshen Palace narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Kou Yifang gritted his teeth, but still lowered his attitude and discussed: "I just hope that in times of crisis, your commander can help."

Yin Shen Palace's expression turned cold: "Brother Kou, you don't know that the sub-helm has caught the eyes of the deputy chief leader. Even I can't move now even if I can! Do you know the relationship between this? How big!"

"So I don't dare to ask to go there now."

Kou Fang said: "But if the crisis comes, if I can't move to a safe place, I'm afraid even Lord Dream Demon will be buried here this time. Brother Yin, you can't just ignore death. Besides, are you there?" It's possible that I won't get that kind of accommodation, and it's not possible now. I just want to say hello to you in advance."

Yinshen Palace said: "Brother Kou, we don't play tricks. If it comes to your life and death, it means that you have been exposed. If you reach the branch of Xingmang, can you still have a branch? Wouldn't you be directly killed? Are you tired? Wouldn’t that delay a big event?"

Kou Fangfang said: "I swear to the God Centipede that I will never implicate the helmsman. Besides, there is Lord Dream Demon here. Brother Yin, if you don't care about me, don't you even care about Lord Dream Demon?"

The Yin Shen Palace hesitated, and then said: "Brother Kou, it's not that I'm trying to shirk, but that I really don't have the right to promise you. Otherwise, can I help you ask Vice Chief Yan?"

Kou Yifang was stunned. He actually wanted to ask Vice Chief Yan about such a small matter?

This guy doesn't seem to want to help at all this time.

Holding his breath, he said, "Just ask."

Communication was immediately interrupted. The face is uncertain, what the hell is Yin Shen Palace pretending to be? Can you contact the deputy chief leader of Shangyan?

If you don’t want to help, just say so! Not only do you not want to help, but you also want to show off in front of me...this is simply not a thing.

Over there, Yin Shen Palace did not dare to neglect.

Because he felt the crisis; it was one thing that he didn't agree. But since Kou Yifang knows about the helm sharing, he will definitely go there in a critical moment.

There is no doubt about this.

His life was about to be lost, what else did Kou Fang have to worry about?

Therefore, Night Demon is about to encounter a life and death crisis! This is a big deal!

He immediately reported it to Yan Nan.

"Deputy Chief Master Qi Yan, his subordinate Southeast Yixin Sect Seal Shrine reported that the Night Demon incident encountered an unprecedented crisis, and that day the leader of the Divine Sect, Kou Fangfang, was trapped in Baiyun Continent..."

Explained the matter in detail.

I read it several times and made it as complete as possible before sending it out.

Yan Nan was drinking tea in the pavilion under the flower stand at the headquarters, watching Yan Beihan practice his gun under the guidance of Duan Xiyang.

Applause from time to time and say: "Not bad."

It seemed as if Duan Xiyang's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

Duan Xiyang was about to explode.

He went out again and killed more than a dozen people in Wumianlou. When he returned to the headquarters, before he could even sit down, Yan Nan grabbed him.

Actually it was to practice shooting for his granddaughter.

However, this girl Yan Beihan really doesn't have much understanding of guns. To be honest, before teaching Yan Beihan how to practice spear, he liked this ice-snow and smart girl very much.

But now, Duan Xiyang thinks that the person he hates the most in his life is Yan Beihan.

In the field, Yan Beihan sat on his horse with his waist down, and thrust out a spear with fierce intent, full of evil spirit.

Yan Nan is clapping his hands.

Duan Xiyang was furious: "Why are you twisting your butt when you draw a gun? Can your waist be stiffer? What do you call a waist? It's so soft. Canglong Chuhai, what have you trained me into? This is still Canglong Chuhai." ? This is simply like a loach!"

"What are you looking at, why are you crying?"

"Your broken waist..."

Duan Xiyang had a dark face.

"Hey, Old Duan."

Seeing that his granddaughter was scolded, Yan Nan felt a little distressed, so he stopped and said dissatisfied: "How can anyone talk to a girl like this? Besides, girls are already weak in waist. You are looking for the wrong reason."

Duan Xiyang said angrily: "Then don't let her practice shooting! Or you can teach her yourself! You drag me to serve your granddaughter every day, but she is still a tofu! You are not blind, so you can't see that your granddaughter is not practicing Gun material?!”

Yan Nan said angrily: "Why are you talking to the deputy leader! Pay attention to your attitude!"

"My spear requires laying down millions of corpses to make it. What can she do if she just works behind closed doors? Go out and kill people, go out and fight!"

Duan Xiyang was in an extremely unhappy mood and cursed: "Yan Wu! Don't show off your majesty as the deputy chief leader in front of me. You've angered me and I'll shoot you. Don't blame me for rebelling!"

Yan Nan blew his beard and stared, and could only say: "Take a rest for a while."

Yan Beihan, who was sweating profusely, stood with his eyes red and put away his gun.

He lowered his head and walked to Duan Xiyang: "Grandpa Duan, don't be angry. My granddaughter is not qualified to practice guns. Isn't she still practicing hard... Besides, you are tired, why don't I give you a hammer on your shoulders?"

Duan Xiyang's face softened slightly, but his anger was still lingering. He sighed and said, "Girl, tell your grandfather to stop torturing us. You are really not that good. You have been practicing for so long and you are not as good as me." When I first met Night Demon, that kid had a sharp gun."

Yan Beihan's eyes lit up: "Night Demon, he also practices shooting? How is he?"

"With your current marksmanship, if you were to fight him with a gun, he would probably pick you up with one shot!"

Duan Xiyang rolled his eyes.

"Have you seen the Night Stalker? What does it look like?"

Yan Beihan became very excited.

"Looks like a human being."

Duan Xiyang said.

In Duan Xiyang's eyes, good looks... don't exist. But when you pick it up with the Bone Gun, it's just a pile of minced meat, talking about good looks and the like, that's simply boring. So for him to say that Fang Che 'looks like a human being' is already a very high compliment.

Yan Beihan was very interested: "Grandpa Duan, let's talk more..."

In the pavilion, Yan Nan coughed hard: "Practice the spear! Keep practicing the spear!"

Duan Xiyang weakly dragged the bone gun along the ground, leaving sparks everywhere.

"I have really committed a sin..."

At this time.

Yan Nan's expression changed and he took out the communication jade.

It was actually a message from Yin Shen Palace.

After reading it, I immediately frowned.

What the hell...

The Dream Demon is now trapped in Baiyun Continent? Ningxue Sword is gone?

And the Celestial Sect?

Want to hide with the Night Demon in a critical moment?

Isn’t this causing trouble!

But Yan Nan also knows in his heart that at present, the value of the Dream Demon is much more important than that of a Night Demon who has not yet grown up.

At this stage, the Night Demon can die, but the Dream Demon cannot!

It involves a gap in high-end combat power.

Distraught for a moment. He scolded: "Didn't I tell you not to enter the city? Why did you still go to Baiyunzhou City? You can just change the continent and there won't be so much trouble!"

But he also knew it in his heart.

Why choose Baiyunzhou?

It should be the co-helm who is determined to teach the most successful person there. Because of success, his identity is safe, so at the critical moment, there is a way out!

"What the hell! We all happened to come together! Isn't this an opportunity for everyone to finish the job?"

Yan Nan became angrier as he thought about it.

But the Dream Demon really couldn't give up.

"Duan Xiyang!"

Yan Nan shouted angrily.

Duan Xiyang came over dragging a gun and rolled his eyelids: "What's the matter?"

"Look at what you've done!"

Yan Nan held the communication jade and pointed with his fingers: "You suggested restoring the Dream Demon, right? Is it the Thousand-Year Resurrection Grass you found for him? Take a look!"

Duan Xiyang said calmly: "But the dream demon wants to recover; you didn't let him collect the true dream spirit in our religion, and you forced him to go to the Guardian Continent."

After saying that, he said: "I'm not responsible for academic affairs, let me take care of my hair."

Then he turned around and went back, concentrating on teaching Yan Beihan's marksmanship. It could be seen that Duan Xiyang was much more serious now.

Yan Nan sighed and sent a message back to Yinshen Palace: "If your life is really at stake, you can go. But before you go, you must tell Night Demon to get out first..."

Then he sent a message to Dream Demon: "You can also go to Baiyunzhou to teach Baiyunzhou the helmsmanship, but you must ensure that you can't hinder the helmsmanship."

At this moment, Vice Chief Master Yan had no idea that the Dream Demon had fallen into a deep sleep...

There is definitely no news about him.

……

Yinshen Palace received the news from Vice Chief Yan and made up his mind.

In this way, even if something happens, you can't blame yourself.

So he immediately sent a message back to Kou Yifang.

"The deputy chief leader ordered that if your life is really at stake, you can go to the helm and hide for a while, but you must ensure the safety of the helm! However, if you have not reached that point, you are not allowed to go no matter what."

News from Kou Yifang came immediately: "Brother Yin, thank you very much!"

Yinshen Palace ignored him and then sent a message to Fang Che.

"Night Demon, where are you? Something unexpected happens now. If you see it, please reply immediately!"

……

Baiyunzhou guards the main hall.

Seeing Tang Zheng and his wife who had already changed their clothes, all the deacons suddenly stood in awe.

The couple lay quietly on the red quilt.

A Silver Star Deacon in starched attire.

A phoenix crown and a plume, with an elegant appearance.

Tang Zheng had a proud smile on his face, while Xiaomei's face was beautiful, peaceful and happy, with a slight smile.

Yuan Jingjiang had already brought his wife and Tang Zheng's parents and family over. The whole family's faces were full of tears and they were already sobbing.

"Serve the wine."

Fang Che had a calm face. He was wearing a Venus deacon uniform and a hat. His clothes were straight and solemn. He stood upright and his eyes were as ice-like as snow.

Everyone was given a glass of wine.

"Today is a big day for Tang Zheng. His deacon status has been approved. Starting from this morning, he will be Deacon Tang. This is the goal that Tang Zheng pursues throughout his life and is also his greatest pride. We would like to congratulate him. !”

"Secondly, the clues that Tang Zheng desperately left today allowed the Dream Demon clone and two Nightmare guards to ambush and kill them in Baiyun Continent. This is a great achievement; according to merit, he should be upgraded to Silver Star Deacon. Let us congratulate Tang Zheng. .”

"Thirdly, Tang Zheng said a few days ago that he wanted me to drink his wedding wine; the couple could not complete the wedding during his lifetime, but they had already decided on their names. Therefore, today, as Tang Zheng's superior, I will directly make the decision for once. I hope everyone Congratulations to the newlyweds!"

Fang Che looked in the direction of the Tang family with a razor-sharp gaze and said sternly: "Bless Tang Zheng and Xiaomei to form a mandarin alliance from now on for the rest of their lives. They will live forever and never be separated again. If there is an afterlife, they will grow old together, loving husband and wife, and we will raise eyebrows together!"

Tang Zheng's mother cried bitterly and almost fainted.

"I...promise!"

Tang Zheng's mother wailed: "Son... my mother agreed, my mother agreed! My mother... was wrong."

In mournful cries.

Fang Che raised his glass: "Brother Tang Zheng, congratulations on... getting what you wanted, becoming a guardian and a deacon guarding the main hall. Congratulations on your promotion to the Silver Star; I wish you a happy wedding! I wish you... a good journey!"

He drank half the glass in one gulp.

Remaining half a cup, sprinkle lightly on the ground.

Everyone did it at the same time.

Suddenly, the aroma of wine overflowed in the hall.

Fang Che looked at the Tang family and said softly: "Tang Zheng and his wife should be buried in the Xishan Yinghun Cemetery. As for the family's ancestral grave, how about making it a tomb?"

"Follow the order, this is the honor of our Tang family. Thank you, Mr. Fang, for taking care of it."

Tang Zheng's mother said with red eyes, full of gratitude: "When Tang Zheng came home during this period, the person he talked about the most was Mr. Fang. The person he was most grateful and admired was also Mr. Fang. I once said that I would like to express my special thanks to Mr. Fang... ...It's a pity...Hey, now Mr. Fang has personally fulfilled Tang Zheng's long-cherished wish and presided over various affairs. I will kowtow to Mr. Fang on behalf of my son."

After saying that, he knelt down.

Fang Che hurriedly supported him. He felt mixed for a moment and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he said: "You have raised a good son. Tang Zheng... he deserves to be a man in this life! He deserves to wear this deacon uniform!"

He paused, his throat a little choked, and then said seriously: "He is very good, very good!"

There was a lot of crying.

"Let's bury him tonight! He should be laid to rest as early as possible, and tonight is also their wedding night! Don't let the newlyweds wait too long!"

"it is good!"

Two hours later.

West Hills Cemetery.

A new tomb stands majestically.

"The tomb of Tang Zheng and his wife, Silver Star Deacon of Baiyunzhou Guard Hall!"

Fang Che and others bowed and saluted.

Incense candles are lit.

Tang Zheng's tomb is next to Ren Chang and his wife.

Fang Che stroked Ren Chang's tombstone, with mixed thoughts in his mind, and said softly: "Ren Chang, we meet again. Tang Zheng has just arrived today, take care of him and let him blend in with everyone. This guy is timid, you know." Take care of me."

"One day has passed again. Lao Ren."

Fang Che sighed softly.

Jing Xiuyun came over solemnly and said, "Mr. Fang."

"kindness?"

"Over there, there are ten people including Zuo Guanglie."

Jing Xiuyun reminded: "I remember that you haven't been here yet. Go over and see Lao Zuo and the others."

"it is good."

Fang Che felt a tearing pain in his heart, and said in a low voice, "You guys are busy here, I'll go see Lao Zuo and the others."

Walk over slowly.

Stepping on the bluestone ground, step by step, it seems that there are echoes, one after another, ringing in my heart.

Jing Xiuyun also felt that Mr. Fang's steps were inexplicably heavier and couldn't help but sigh.

Since Mr. Fang took office to guard the main hall, Ren Chang sacrificed his life, Zuo Guanglie and ten other people died in a short period of time. Now, even Tang Zheng is lying here.

These are all people who are very close to Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang didn't know how uncomfortable he felt.

Fang Che walked step by step on the bluestone road, feeling as if he was stepping on the underworld road with every step, and in front of him was the home of Zuo Guanglie and others.

The ten tombstones remained in place, and it seemed that there were ten people standing there, watching Fang Che walking over step by step with dark eyes.

Finally, I walked to the tombstone.

Looking at the words on the tombstone, the names of Zuo Guanglie and others.

Fang Che instinctively wanted to reach out and touch her.

But when he reached halfway, he remembered that Zuo Guanglie might not be willing to let him touch him. His arm froze in mid-air and he retracted it.

My heart was still churning like waves, and I wanted to say something, but I felt complicated inside, as if my throat was blocked, and I couldn't say anything.

Just a deep look at each name.

I bowed deeply to each tombstone.

The night is deep and the night dew is thick.

He stood here alone for a long time without saying a word.

The night dew wetted his temples.

He closed his eyes and felt as if his body had lost weight and was drifting in the sea of ​​clouds. In front of him, the figures of Zuo Guanglie and others appeared one by one, and a cold gaze from Dou Sen kept looking at his face.

They were asking silently.

"who are you?"

"Who are you?"

Fang Che closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, feeling the slight coolness in the night. He closed his mouth tightly and remained still for a long time.

From afar, in the eyes of Jing Xiuyun and others, they could only see the figure of President Zhong Fang in the night, which seemed to overlap with the tombstones of Zuo Guanglie and others.

Drifting and swaying in the night fog, it gives people an unreal feeling.

His black cloak swayed in the wind, making a fluttering sound, as if he was talking to the heroic souls in the night.

Suddenly, everyone felt as if Mr. Fang had turned into a ghost.

a long time.

Things are being tidied up here and everyone is getting ready to go back.

Fang Checai walked out of the thick fog, covered with night dew. As he walked out, the thick fog dissipated, revealing his handsome face.

It was as if he had returned from hell to earth.

The hair was shiny and covered with night dew.

Everyone looked at him worriedly.

Fang Che looked at this cemetery with somewhat blank eyes. Xishan Cemetery... has expanded again.

The tombstones are like battle formations, arranged neatly and spreading into the distance, endlessly.

In the future, we don’t know how many people will be buried here.

"Mr. Fang." Everyone looked at him worriedly.

"I'm fine. Say goodbye to Tang Zheng and the others."

Fang Che turned around, took a flower from Zhao Ying'er's hand, and placed it squarely on Tang Zheng's tombstone.

Tang Zheng seemed to be following him around the streets excitedly, his eyes flashing.

Fang Che stood silently for a long time, with a wry smile on his lips.

"Tang Zheng, do you regret it?"

The tombstone is silent and the flowers are in full bloom.

Everyone bowed silently, said goodbye, and then walked out of Xishan Cemetery one after another.

The cemetery, which was noisy just now, slowly returned to calm.

A few sticks of incense were still burning slowly, sending out curls of smoke that lingered in the air.

A gust of wind came, and paper ash flew up in circles, forming a small whirlwind in the air, spinning slowly, as if bidding farewell to the backs of Fang Che and others.

On the tombstone, there are delicate flowers, exuding a faint fragrance.

Just like the peaceful smile on Xiaomei's face.

The tombstone is silent and stands proudly.

Just like the pride on Tang Zheng's face in his last moments.

Upright!

Upright!

It’s for, man!

……

　It seems to be fine, but my throat hurts and my head feels like a fog.

　　Still want to sleep all the time.

　　I have to say that writing more on weekdays and accumulating manuscripts is still beneficial. I haven’t written for six days and I haven’t stopped updating.

　　I actually feel quite proud.

　　The chapter review activity continues. Today is the penultimate day.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)