Bulwark of Light

Chapter 137 Mourning

“It’s really a good abacus.”

Gu Shen in the heart thought silently.

The advancement of the bill has involved too many people.

I have to say that Zhao Xilai, the fisherman behind the fishing scene, is the real old fox of deep plans and distant thoughts. As an old bone half buried in the ground, he is able to hold his breath and wait for each other. Fang Qunxiong’s Divine Immortal fight is over, and he will wait for Nagano Castle to show his final attitude… After the variables are settled, he will finally make a move slowly.

The “New World” of the Ninth Layer at the bottom of the flower flag has a ghost sitting in the town, and when the matter of the candidate members is finalized, the implementation of the awakening bill should be a sure thing.

“I have a question…”

Gu Shen sat opposite the ghost, he looked at the sallow cheeks and asked, “Why do you… Act?”

Xing Yun laughed silently.

He looked at Cui Zhongcheng, who was still smiling on the sidelines and watching the excitement.

Xing Yun could only shrugged and said perfunctorily: “It seems that you have heard of the reputation of ‘Zombie Ghost’, then you should also know what good things I have done. For the sake of the Tomb Clearance Act, I I have offended so many big guys, I have no choice but to run away. And it just so happens that Zhao Old Mister is willing to take me in, Heaven and Earth is big, only the underground of Dadu can accommodate it, I can’t think of anything but…”

Speaking of this, he looked up thoughtful and looked at Cui Zhongcheng, said with a slight smile: “I can only work extremely hard devote one’s life to.”

Gu Shen : “…”

Cui Zhongcheng: “…”

Mr. Cui rubbed his eyebrows, “Zhong Gui has a bad reputation outside, this is true, he has the ability There are very few people who take in and dare to take in.”

“He helped Nagano Castle implement the ‘Clear Tomb’ Act…why did this end?”

Gu Shen was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that the implementation of the Kiyotsuka Act helped Nagano Castle to lay a very solid detachment position.

“Because Gu Changzhi is still asleep.”

Tsukasa said lightly, not bothering to talk to the young little fellow in front of him, posing riddles, “and many people don’t want him to sleep. Now, many people don’t want him to be awake… Maybe you won’t understand until you grow up a little bit. Everything in the world is divided into positive and negative sides, so no matter what you do, some things will hinder another group of people. “

“There are actually two kinds of people who don’t want Gu Changzhi to ‘fall asleep’.”

Cui Zhongcheng explained for Tsukagi, “One is to hope he wakes up.” , the other…”

“I hope he will die completely.” Gu Shen spoke, and he vaguely understood the impact of the Tomb Clearance Act of the Tomb Ghost.

“I told those who supported the bill in Nagano Castle that as long as Qingzhuang was established and the supernatural source was condensed, Gu Changzhi would be able to wake up, but absolutely did not expect that under thousands of resistance, Qingzhuang would be able to wake up. The bill has been successfully implemented, but Gu Changzhi is still sleeping…”

Tsukagami sat alone in the mountains and seas of manuscripts, with a lonely look on his brows.

“These people spent a lot of energy, pinning their hopes on Gu Changzhi’s awakening, and in the end they only had to wait for a loneliness. In a sense, the Qing Tomb Act was a failure for them, and all the efforts paid off.

It’s in vain. They think I’m a liar.”

“Not to mention the other group of people, if there is no clear grave, maybe Gu Changzhi is dead… And now there is only one day left, he exists The characteristics of life, Spiritual Fluctuation exists, then those who want Gu Changzhi to die will not dare to show their faces or speak out. They hide in the ground, they hate Qing Tombs, and they hate me who proposed the bill.”

Tsukagi spread out his palms, seemingly self-deprecating, but said with a smile indifferently: “Look… I’m really a genius, a clearing law, and successfully made both positive and negative people hate me at the same time.”

Indeed… a genius.

Gu Shen fell silent.

“You’re an interesting guy because I’ve never been asked why I’m doing these things.”

“Also…a ‘why’ question, how many people Would you care?”

“Actually…the Tomb Clearance Act was implemented, because I really wanted to see Gu Changzhi wake up.”

Xing Yun picked up the piece of paper that fell to the ground. , flicked it lightly, and said loudly: “As I really want to see…the New World comes.”

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Most In the old city, there is a remote small barren mountain in the northern suburbs.

This is actually a cemetery that no one will visit. There is only a boxy, low-quality iron fence at the foot of the mountain. , there is no so-called grave keeper here…because no one will come to this cemetery, including the descendants of the Old Guys buried here.

As long as it is not too bleak, the tomb after death will not be buried in such a place.

Most of the cemetery scenic spots are specially built, with beautiful scenery and fresh air. There are three, six, nine, etc. positions of tombstones who died in the cemetery. “The strugglers who were alive in their lifetimes have to buy a place here.

In this era, there are too few people buried in the wilderness.

These are some “indecent” people.

Those who come here to worship will probably be labeled as “indecent”.

And just today, a pitch-black phantom drove steadily toward the barren hills in the northern suburbs of the old city. The vehicle stopped, and the driver, Crow, dressed in a black suit, opened the door solemnly.

The lady in the white dress slowly got out of the car.

She stopped Song Yingji from opening the sunshade for herself. The morning sun was not strong, and the wild grass on the barren hills shook her head, sticking to the clear-cut dewdrops.

The two walked slowly towards the mountain.

On this old barren mountain, there is a tattered wooden tablet, which is buried with those who have no name after death…

On the way to climb the mountain, the crow can’t help but think back to the old man. Lu Sheng’s smiling face suddenly made him feel a little sad. In fact, many years after Lao Lu’s death, he did not understand why such a rich and powerful guy made a will that he would bury himself in this place when he died one day. A place so remote and desolate?

“Wow——”

“Wow——”

Go up the mountain road and walk for a while.

A crow’s startled cries suddenly sounded overhead.

Black’s crow’s shadow swept across the gap between the branches and leaves above the small barren mountain, Lu Nanzhi was slightly frowned, and the crow was surprised, and there was a strange premonition in his heart…

Two People invariably quickened their pace.

After reaching the top of the mountain.

The crow and the lady looked at the scene in silence:

The old Dao Altar steps were in pieces, and the steps were covered with withered leaves.

The top of the mountain is full of dead leaves, a bleak autumn and cold, full of desolation. But in the middle, in front of the wooden stele with the words “No Name, Lu Cheng” was swept clean.

The long knife scabbard used for cleaning is placed and stacked in front of the monument.

Incense was still burning in front of the monument, spreading in the wind.

A red-haired woman in a long trench coat knelt in front of the monument with her eyes closed.

Lu Nan Jin put his hands together and mourned softly for his father.

(End of this chapter)