The Unconventional Legend

Zuo Xiaoduo is high in the sky.

I only see the ground, as far as the eye can see, there are rows of tombstones!

neat and tidy, front and back, left and right, densely packed extended out; you can't see the head at a glance!

Regardless of whether you look at it horizontally or vertically, all the tombstones present a straight line, spreading straight to the far end without end.

The strong shocking feeling suddenly rises in the mind.

In this jungle of tombstones, you can vaguely see sporadic silhouette flows, activities, incense, weeding, drinking, and sitting.

And so many tombs, many tombstones are full of strong traces of rain and wind.

But all the graves are not even a weed.

Whether it is the brother who came to sweep the tomb or the comrades guarding here, they will never allow oneself’s comrades to grow a little weed on their graves!

Every year, fresh soil is transported from afar and scattered on the grave.

In this way, in the eyes of the living, brothers just died, and the heroic spirit is not far away; I still have not forgotten the scenes of the year, each face is still alive and still kept in my heart.

On every tombstone, there is a trace of a young face.

Some are serious, some are smiling, some are hippie smiles, some are making mischievous faces, some are still swollen, some are eating steamed buns, and they are holding half of steamed buns in their mouths and look up in shock...< /p>

The faces that were frozen for a moment are all quietly watching the world in front of them.

Quietly accompanied by his comrades-in-arms.

Some of them were buried together. The photos on the tombstone were the wedding photos of the two parties. They were full of happy smiles, leaning against each other, looking at the glitz of the world.

In the very far position of Zuo Xiaoduo as far as the eye can see, there is a huge stone tablet that stands tall in the sky, with no friends.

At a glance, it is three hundred meters high, and at a glance, it is even more majestic than an ordinary mountain.

There are huge black letters on it.

"Success does not have to be in me, I have no regrets in this life; success or failure is nothing but history, I have tried my best to fight!"

On the other side, there is an entrance and a couplet.

"The spirit of heroes can enter, the soul of cowards is not!"

Then there is a solemn building with wreaths in the courtyard; only one passage is left , The end is the Heroic Spirit Hall; enter the Heroic Spirit Hall, divided into East, South, West, North four entrances.

East, South, West, North four Legion people, there are always people stationed here to welcome the arrival of the heroic souls of the oneself army, and each brings the heroic souls to reunite with their former comrades in arms.

When Zuo Xiaoduo arrived here, from the top of the sky, one could clearly see below. The people standing at the door were all men in military uniforms. Many of them were holding spiritual positions in their arms. With the urn, waiting quietly.

When it’s its turn, I walked forward with the guard’s brothers and sent oneself’s brother to the resting place.

If it’s not your turn, just wait quietly for as long as you want!

Before sending the brothers into the Heroic Spirit Hall, no one is allowed to speak, no one is allowed to do anything. Don't cry, let alone laugh.

Even if you wait for ten days or one month, you must maintain a position from start to finish!

Brother travels far, so you must let him walk quietly and comfortably. How can there be the slightest negligence.

In the Heroic Spirit Hall, there are uninterruptedly lined up soldiers going in and out, welcoming the heroic spirits, facing each other and saluting; then they are divided into two guard teams to escort a group of heroic spirits into the hall.

In the distance, there are still many people holding the spirit tablet constantly, and Zhuang Rong comes.

It's at the very end, quietly lining up.

Every day, there are tens of thousands of people here, but no one speaks out, and the whole room is silent.

Except for the sound of footsteps, it is extremely quiet, with little noise!

"This...this is..." Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked when he witnessed this scene.

My heart has been filled with solemnity instantaneously, and an inexplicable impulse to tears is born, I only feel sad in my heart, hard to describe.

In the rear, you will never see such a sight!

This densely packed, endless tombstone, is more than hundreds of millions of people?

The old man put Zuo Xiaoduo upright, freed his restrictions, and then led him quietly into the Heroic Spirit Hall to welcome the building.

It seems that an appointment has been made a long time ago, and there are not a few steps.

A middle age person in a military uniform walked out, with a square face and a solemn face, his eyes looked like a bloodthirsty hawk. When he saw the old man, his body immediately shook, and his body became more visible. A straight salute.

The old man replied with a solemn face and solemnity, and said in a low voice: "I will take this little fellow to the Heroic Spirit Temple cemetery."

< p>middle age person is silently nodded, does not speak, just stretches out his hand and stands upright.

The meaning is obvious, so please.

Then he saluted again, turned around and left, from start to finish, without saying a word.

"This will, isn't he not good at talking?" Zuo Xiaoduo finally couldn't hold back, asking a question that he had been wondering for a long time.

"He... can talk."

old man sighed then said, "Many many years ago, he was the one who likes to talk the most. The whole team did not There are more people laughing than him, no one talking more than him, and his brothers call him babble if he can’t finish talking every day.

That time, he and the brothers performed the mission, in the mission. After finishing, he couldn't help the excitement in his heart, smiled softly and said a word, cool. But it was the laugh...that made the people of Shaman Alliance notice...makes this already completion. Infiltrating the mission failed. After a chase battle, all the brothers violent death on this trip were oneself and he was sent out by the brothers..."

"Since then, he will never die again. I haven't said a word!"

"Later, oneself applied to be stationed in the Heroic Spirit Hall, where...not to speak."

The old man sighed, Said: "Up to now, five thousand years have passed... He has never even coughed! He hasn't even said anything in his sleep."

Five thousand years? !

Zuo Xiaoduo only felt a sourness in his heart rushing to the top door, and for a while, there was a sense of silence that filled his heart, and he was speechless for a long while.

The old man took Zuo Xiaoduo and walked out of the building all the way, and then he was already in the cemetery with an unusually large area.

The ground is flat and smooth, like a mirror.

On the tombstone, one after another's fresh and light face glided in front of my eyes.

In the farthest position, a woman with a beautiful face, lovely enough to cause the fall of a city or a state, is smiling on the tombstone.

"That's the wife of Right Path Heavenly King." The old man sighed softly, walked over for 5 minutes, and toasted a jar of wine.

Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked.

Wife of Right Path Heavenly King? !

This kind of great character... actually fell?

As soon as I walked a few steps closer, only the tombstone still had handwriting--

"The tomb of the beloved wife's life. The girl rest assured to wait for me, come to meet sooner or later, don't be careful, I won't marry another!"

Zuo Xiaoduo's heart is like being beaten violently with a heavy hammer, like beating a drum.

The old man sighed softly.

"Right Path Heavenly King has been single since then; for his marriage, Star Picking Thearch and others have beaten and scolded him countless times, but every time he held his head and was beaten. He didn’t say a word until he got older, and finally no one rushed him anymore..."

"Every year, he will come here to drink quietly several times, his wife’s birthday , He is here, the wedding anniversary, he is here, the wife's memorial day, there is nothing..."

"Don't look at this kid as if there is no right shape every day...In fact, it is in my heart, suffering!"< /p>

The old man sighed softly.

"Don't think that you will not perish if you become a high-level person. You are the same as a human being, and the same is a fate. If you die, you will die. Where is that many?" The old man sighed.

Then he walked back and came to another grave.

"The tomb of the Sword Emperor Xiao Wusheng."

"Back then, the Sword Emperor Blade Spirit ...... Megatron Sun and Moon Pass ...... At that time, it was the same as now; many people, Over the years, fighting for life and death, and even having been with opponents for a long time, it is like a good friend. Some are even more..."

"In that battle, the Sword Emperor Xiao Wusheng in the East, suddenly Had a feeling in the heart, I sent a book to invite the Shaman Alliance Spirit Cloud Heavenly King on the opposite side to drink. The Spirit Cloud Heavenly King came alone, and the two were drunk once."

"1 month later, the Sword Emperor is for rescue Trapped brother, entered the ambush of Spirit Cloud Heavenly King, and finally died in battle. Spirit Cloud Heavenly King and several other Shaman Alliance Heavenly Kings, after personally killing the Sword Emperor, returned the body of the Sword Emperor with Shaman Alliance wine Thousand altars."

"Three days later, the Shaman Alliance Spirit Cloud Heavenly King suddenly went silent in the Shaman Alliance camp."

"Everyone knows about Spirit Cloud Heavenly. The King suffered an internal injury by the last blow of the Sword Emperor, and he couldn't survive it. But...only a few people know that the Sword Emperor is dead, and the Spirit Cloud Heavenly King doesn't want to live anymore. He doesn't want to go to Jiuquan by himself..."

The old man sighed, opened a jar of wine, filled three glasses, two glasses in front of the tomb, oneself picked up one, and whispered, "Brother...I hope you are no longer enemies when you get there. , I’m here to toast you a cup, and I wish you all walk side by side, not alone on the road."

After that, I raised my head and drank it.

After the aroma of wine in front of the tombstone diffused, the wine in the glass was gently spilled: "Drink more."

I took out a few jars of wine and poured out.

Sigh lightly and said: "Shaman Alliance Spirit Cloud Heavenly King...is a woman. The Sword Emperor has never been married in his life; while the Spirit Cloud Heavenly King has never been married in his life."

Zuo Xiaoduo hearing this suddenly realized, it’s no wonder that the old man said faintly just now, and thought that the two big brothers were so different from each other. It turned out that the two are different from each other. It is difficult for the two to go in parallel. Comparing the hearts to the hearts, I can’t help but be this pair of lovers. Feel the endless sourness.

Human feelings never happen because of hostility or feud; feelings are often the most difficult to control.

Once it breeds, it is naturally the most difficult to control.

The Sword Emperor and the Spirit Cloud Heavenly King knew each other well because of their hostility. They gave birth to good feelings, and then gave birth to affection, but they never dared to say that they fought life and death for a lifetime.

You have your responsibility, and I have my mission.

You can't give up, and I can't give up, I can only consume it until I fall, and both fall.

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed softly: "At the last moment, I'm afraid that Lord Sword Emperor...is enough to live, right? The bondage and torture of each other for a whole life..."

The old man is indifferent The wry smile: "At that time, the two dísciple of the Sword Emperor, one Dongfang Zhengyang, and the other Sword Monarch... can all be alone..."

sighed, the artistic conception is more than endless.