Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

"Have you seen the young master?"

Butler Su, who received the news, asked anxiously.

"Isn't the young master in the mansion? Did she go to the back mountain?" Someone was already crying.

"not yet."

Someone said, "She just went down the mountain."

"..."

A few hours before going to the back mountain, Qi Yan arrived at another secluded cemetery at the foot of Qi Mountain.

A quiet stone path lined with trees leads to the top of the slope.

She stepped up the dust-free stone steps step by step, and the rustling sound of wind blowing through leaves was in her ears.

At this time, the place where the medals were originally worn on the front of the military uniform was replaced by white chrysanthemums covered with dewdrops.

More than ten minutes later.

The steady steps in military boots stopped in front of the short tombstones, and Qi Yan's calm eyes passed by this place.

Those who died in the mission are buried here. They are also members of the Qi family.

It is not much different from the Qi family’s ancestral tomb, except that it is bigger and more numerous, too numerous to count.

At first glance, it seems like there is no end.

Qi Yan lowered her eyes. Many new tombstones had been added in the past few years. She walked to the middle row according to the year and placed a white chrysanthemum in front of each tombstone without saying a word.

This cemetery has no manager, but the tombstones here are always spotless.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain will come and clean up spontaneously, every day, rain or shine.

Here are the people they think about day and night, and here are also people who died for the people they think about day and night.

Place the last tombstone.

Qi Yan stood in the middle and looked slowly. The young and lively people in the black and white photo on the tombstone seemed to be there just yesterday.

She just stood there, in silence for a long, long time.

There were thirty-nine people in a row, all with the same date on their tombstones. Forty of them were on a mission that day, and the only one who survived...

At this moment, standing in front of the tombstone.

And today she prepared forty white chrysanthemums.

Qi Yan held the white chrysanthemum in her hand and looked at the tombstones that had been exposed to wind and rain for five years.

Clearly, the catastrophe only lasted a few months in her memory, but now when she closed her eyes, everything was still vivid in her mind. The feel of her companions' blood on her face was still so clear, and the temperature seemed to still be there.

For her who has lost her memory: time passes... so fast.

It seemed that she was the only one left behind.

Qi Yan pursed her lips and stood straight. From behind, she seemed to be shrouded in an invisible loneliness.

The sadness that had been diluted over the years in her temperament devoured her wantonly, and her hand holding the flower stalk clenched tightly.

This was the only possible misbehavior of the Qi family heir, who never showed his emotions.

After a long time, until the sun set, Qi Yan turned his head and looked at the sky.

Although this place is secluded, the scenery is beautiful.

The round red sun was in the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth. The light sprinkled on the tombstones, as if they were plated with gold, which was beautiful beyond words.

Whoever chose the site back then must have put in a lot of effort.

"It's time," Qi Yan murmured, "I should go."

She placed the fortieth white chrysanthemum where she stood.

Just think of it as early worship.

It's quite interesting to worship yourself.

Qi Yan lowered her eyelashes and thought.

As she walked away, the wind blew the petals of the white chrysanthemums on the ground, as if trying to keep her, but that person never looked back.

"Young master."

At the end of the cobblestone road, the driver respectfully opened the door.

"Go to the back mountain."

Qi Yan bent down and said after getting into the car.

The driver was not just a driver, he looked at her worriedly in the rearview mirror.

"You've been standing for a long time. Don't you want to go back and rest for a night to replenish your energy?"

"Need me to repeat it again?"

Qi Yan looked at him through the rearview mirror with her clear and indifferent eyes.

"...No need," the driver said, not daring to disobey. "I'll take you there right away."

She glanced sideways at the bustling scene below.

Although Qishan is isolated from the world, it has all the necessary facilities, like a miniature city.

Today, the people down the mountain seemed to be celebrating her return. The streets were full of people laughing and talking, and it was very lively.

"Every time you came back, you would celebrate with everyone..."

The driver said something extra, but Qi Yan held back his words with a look.

Qi Yan retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, and blocked out all distracting thoughts. Now that he had made the decision, he had to carry it out to the end.

It's almost over.

Regardless of whether it was the mission that the Qi family had passed down for many years, or the shackles on her body, that...

No one will be sacrificed anymore.

The back mountain, in the valley behind the glass greenhouse on the top of the mountain, was filled with people.

This is the most formal and irreproachable way to leave the Qi family forever.

At the cost of blood and life.

"Young Master, you are confused! Can't we discuss it properly?"

Butler Su's face was shaking and he was almost in tears.

"Did the elders bully you again? Tell me and I'll shoot him!"

"No, what are you thinking of?" Qi Yan smiled helplessly, "I am no longer old enough to be bullied, Su Bo."

"What kind of injustice have you suffered? Tell your uncle..."

"Uncle Su, eat less fried food," Qi Yan suddenly said seriously, "If you continue like this, you will be gone before me."

"Young Master!" Butler Su wanted to grab her shoulders and shake the water out of her head, "How dare you make such a joke!"

"Don't worry," Qi Yan chuckled and rolled up his sleeves, "You know, I always win."

She had no guarantee that she would make it out alive.

But she never becomes a loser. This time, whether she dies or lives, she has achieved her ultimate goal.

Butler Su didn't understand what she meant, nor did he have the time to figure it out. Seeing that he couldn't persuade her any more, he secretly stuffed a small bag into her hand.

"Take these things, there are compressed biscuits and lighting equipment..."

"Out of order."

Qi Yan refused without hesitation.

"Are you going to die?" Butler Su was furious. "We won't report you, and the elders will just turn a blind eye!"

"Rules are rules, Su Bo, put them away." Qi Yan said rigidly.

Butler Su: “…”

He was so angry that his blood pressure rose: "Why are you so stubborn!"

"No one will bother you! Just take it. There are many traps inside, and there is no food! You will really die!"

Qi Yan didn't respond to this and just smiled faintly.

Seeing this, Steward Su was speechless and felt like there was something stuck in his throat.

He had a bad feeling and choked up.

"How come you...it's as if you haven't figured it out..."

Butler Su now began to blame the Elders Council and the main family.

Teaching a good child to be so inflexible! So...

What, exactly, went wrong?

The sun was about to set, and Qi Yan didn't waste any more time.

Ignoring everyone's sad advice, he walked towards the opened ancient door of the cave.

The smell of decay was overwhelming, and it was dark and dark inside, like an endless abyss. I couldn't see the distance, nor the road under my feet.

Under the trend of unknown fear, it seems that taking a step will result in falling off a cliff. Most people would be frightened by just one look.

Qi Yan showed no fear and walked steadily.

Just when half of her body was about to be submerged in the darkness, a loud shout suddenly came from behind her.