Lin'an Pavilion

The road ahead was originally narrow, and the vision on both sides was blocked by barren mountains. Luo Shenqiu carried Xu Jingqing...

Xu Jingqing's face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

The road ahead was originally narrow, and the view on both sides was blocked by barren mountains. Luo Shenqiu carried Xu Jingqing and walked forward quickly. After bypassing the mountains that blocked the view, some things could no longer be hidden.

Yun Chuji and the others who came afterward couldn't hide their astonishment.

Taking them as the starting point, a few miles back, the circular arc-shaped soil was piled up from the ground, rising and falling continuously in the dark sky and cold wind, looking around, you can't see the end.

There is nothing here, only small dirt bags one after another, standing quietly in the wilderness, the sound of the wind blowing is like whimpering, causing a shiver when it passes over the skin, there is an uncomfortable weirdness here .

Luo Shenqiu patted Xu Jingqing's trembling shoulder, with comfort in his movements: "You go to the son's side."

Yun Chuji held up the cloak for the little girl, and smiled warmly: "Are you scared?"

"Master," Xu Jingqing raised his head, with fear in his eyes: "Then, is that?"

Over there, Luo Shenqiu's sword edge swept away, and the soil bag protruding from the ground was lifted by the sword energy. With the rustling sound of the soil falling, the things covered in the loess also appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

First there is a little light pink, and then there is a large piece of fabric, round and hollow, like a sleeve, Zi Xu Jingqing looked at it boldly and his heart was pounding, thinking so.

"Is this clothes?"

The soil of the earthen bag was completely uncovered, and the pit was quiet, and there was a set of clothes laid out in an orderly manner, including the middle jacket, upper jacket, shirt group, and outer robe. From the inside to the outside, it can be seen that it is carefully Put it in after you put it on, the clothes are neat and not messy at all.

Yun Chuji lowered his eyebrows and looked at the clothes in thought for a while: "In late autumn, I also dug up the clothes next to me."

Luo Shenqiu raised his sword energy according to his words, and there was a neat set of clothes, men's clothes, in the pit next to him.

Without waiting for Yun Chuji to say more, Luo Shenqiu picked out a few earthen bags at random, and there was a set of clothes quietly inside, there were men and women, old and young.

It seemed to be too cold, Yun Chuji frowned, but he stood up straighter and straighter. In such a scene of a barren land and solitary mound, he looked like a tall and straight tree, but slender as if blown by the wind. broken.

"It's just a tomb of clothes,"

Someone came by his side, Yun Chuji raised his eyes, Xia Shi'an's robe was blowing violently in the wind, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yun Chuji almost lost his mind when he saw the person who was close at hand.

When was the last time someone told him not to be afraid?

The chill of autumn made Yun Chuji's ear tips red, and the red flowed upwards along his cheeks, and finally gathered into water in his eye sockets that was about to fall off.

Yun Chuji quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and when he raised his head, he smiled gently: "I'm not afraid, I haven't seen anything in years."

As he said that, he was about to bypass Xia Shi'an and walk forward, to look ahead.

The wrist was pulled.

Yun Chuji looked back at the ground, it was freezing cold, but the place where the two of them touched seemed to be on fire.

Xia Shi looked at him steadily: "What have you seen?"

Yun Chuji used to be delicate and fleshy, so he had never seen such scenes.

Yun Chuji smiled gently, but his words were stinging: "What's the matter with you."

Pulling out his hand vigorously, Yun Chuji didn't look at Xia Shi'an's face, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Xia, respect yourself."

On the surface, the wind is calm, but the actions are also methodical and look exceptionally calm.

Being broken free, his hands were as empty as his heart. Before the loss and sadness in Xia Shi'an's heart could be revealed in his eyes, he watched that enemy step on the ground the next moment, and he was about to make love with him. The tomb of clothing fell down in one place.

Xia Shi'an quickly reached out to pick it up.

It's still a bit late though...

Yun Chuji fell into the pit with one foot, and fell obliquely to the left, Xia Shi'an tightly grasped his left wrist.

One or two indistinct crows could be heard in the distance, and Yun Chuji still had daze and a little panic in his eyes that hadn't dissipated.

Looking at each other, Yun Chuji seemed to feel something under his feet, and his expression changed.

"Let go of me first."

The hand was released, Yun Chuji lowered his head, not looking at Xia Shi'an's slump when he let him go, his toes moved away from the cloth, revealing the black things inside.

That is a monument.

"The Tomb of the Little Daughter Liu Ranqin"

The aura that made people afraid to get close to these two people finally dissipated, and Xia Qi boldly leaned over to read the words on the tombstone in the pit.

"Is this a grave?" Xu Jingqing felt his body start to feel chilly again.

"Well," Yun Chuji was pulled up by Xia Shi'an, and he lowered his head to look at the stele in the grave next to him.

Sure enough, the tombstone hidden under the neat clothes next to it was engraved with "Tomb of my father Tang Qin."

my father...

little girl...

mother...

Gaotang...

There is a set of clothes in each pit, and a tombstone is placed under each set of clothes, with the names of relatives carefully engraved on it, without exception.

The sky is getting dark, and the uplifted earth bag in the distance rises and falls in the twilight, gradually sinking into the shadows, and the wind blows through the mountains like a whine.

"Are all the tombs buried here?" Xia Qi picked up a branch from nowhere, and frowned in disgust as he lifted up his clothes with it: "So many people really died? Why do I feel like it's a lie. "

"I also think it's a lie." Xu Jingqing didn't imagine the remains of amputated limbs, nor was he dripping with blood. Xu Jingqing also grabbed Luo Shenqiu's sword and poked it in the tomb, looking very bold: "Qingxi Prefecture is so In a larger place, it is possible to bury all the people in order to have so many graves."

The cold and white blade of the sword scratched back and forth in the fabric, and made a dull sound when it hit the plaque under the clothes from time to time, which made Luo Shenqiu's eyebrows throb with blue veins. His sword...

After a while, Luo Shenqiu silently moved her head aside,

Xia Shi'an was talking to Yun Chuji in a low voice, Yun Chuji frowned slightly, Xia Shi'an whispered softly, it seemed like he was explaining, but also like comforting.If it is spring, all the red willows and green flowers everywhere should bloom behind them.

Luo Shenqiu: "..."

Looking away again, Xia Qi was waving a branch, jumping up and down in the dirt pit, and there was still mud on his face, and then he backed away while wiping his face. It happened that Xu Jingqing

Throwing the plaque he picked up casually behind him, Xia Qi was so desperate that he stepped on it and couldn't stand still.

"Ow!!!"

Luo Shenqiu's eyes were deep, and he finally felt better.