Red Heart Survey

Now that he has decided to accept Jiang Wang's help, Ye Qingyu is not shy: "I will summarize the situation of Chi Yunshan, the fighting methods of the other companies, their advantages and disadvantages, and write a booklet for you."

Jiang Wang nodded and asked, "When are you leaving for Chiyun Mountain?"

"I have been there once before, completed the preliminary ceremony for entering the mountain, and met with several other parties, but I didn't see Yunyou Weng." Ye Qingyu said: "The next time I go, it will be the official opening of Chiyun Mountain." It's time, there are still ten days."

"Brother." Jiang An'an Baba, who had been listening for a while, said, "Then how long can we play?"

"There's nothing to play." Jiang Wang grabbed her with a smile and turned around: "Go back to the evening class now! You are already an extraordinary monk, Jiang An'an!"

Sending the reluctant boss Jiang Anan back to the room, Jiang Wang went straight to find Qianqian.

There are still ten days left for Chi Yunshan's appointment, and it happens to be able to complete the things planned before during this time.

Like... take forward to a place.

When he saw Xiangqian, he, who was always depressed, was grinning silly.

"What happy event did you meet?" Jiang Wang was a little curious.

"You won't believe it if you tell me." Xiangqian said cheerfully, "I was walking outside just now, and a magic weapon fell from the sky as I walked. Tell me about your luck!"

He shook the snow-colored hairpin in his hand at Jiang Wang: "It can gather a cloud car, which is very impressive! The speed is also very fast!"

Jiang Wang could only express envy. After all, he didn't know much about Ling Xiao's secret land, and he didn't know if there was a "tradition" of dropping treasures in this place.

"Where do you take a walk? I'll try it when I'm free."

"Fate is such a thing, it's not easy to force it." Qianqian groaned, and then sighed very artificially: "I have done so much dirty work with certain lords, and I don't have much Dao Yuan stone. Just a few days after arriving at the Lingxiao Pavilion, I picked up a magic weapon while taking a walk. Could it be that this is a rich family? Is the gap between people really that big?"

Jiang Wang turned a deaf ear and said directly: "Anyway, you don't need to clean up, let's go."

"I don't need to clean up what!" Xiang Xiang retorted subconsciously, but after thinking about it, he really didn't bother to clean up, so he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go where I told you before."

"Hey, why didn't you bring Xiao An'an with you?" Leaving Ling Xiao's secret place, Xiang Qiang only remembered to ask.

"She." Jiang Wang was flying in the air, his robes fluttering: "She is tired and resting."

The road from Yunguo to Zhuangguo is no stranger.

Because the white-haired boy walked over step by step with his sister on his back, and measured all the ups and downs in this distance with his legs.

Even if it is flying from the sky at this time, overlooking the mountains and rivers, everything is still vivid.

In that cave, he and An An once snuggled up to warm up by the fire. On the top of the mountain, he set off fireworks for Ann in the middle of the night.

After leaving Zhuangguo, he never mentioned what happened in Zhuangguo, but it was by no means forgotten. That just means he can't forget.

Always remember, always unforgettable.

So can't mention it.

Xiangqian doesn't care about anything, he doesn't really care where Jiang Wang wants to take him. Followed from afar to Yunguo, just didn't want to spoil my friend's heart.

After playing with the hairpin magic weapon that I picked up by accident, after showing it off in front of Jiang Wang, I quickly lost interest.

Seeing mountains, rivers and rivers along the way, his eyes just glanced at random.

The Qichang Mountains were not worth mentioning among the mountains he had seen, and he would not pay much attention to them.

Even the gloomy and ghostly place he saw across the mountains, he had no interest and didn't bother to pay attention.

At most, I just think that such a place, embedded behind the lush green mountains, is really a bit ugly.

But he saw Jiang Wang stopped here and landed.

They landed outside the "Ghost Creature", and there was indeed no one within the range of vision.

Almost a year has passed, and the people in the nearby city area have accepted the status quo here, knowing that this is a forbidden place, a place where the evil god of the underworld has ravaged. The Zhuang Ting did not need to send troops to garrison, because no one dared to come over.

"Is this the place you want to bring me?"

Looking forward, left and right, he said to himself: "It's true that no one will come to this place for a long time?"

Jiang Wang ignored him, just looked at the 'ghosts' silently, and said in his heart: "Long time no see."

Boss, Ru Cheng, Tang Dun, Brother Huang, Brother Wei, Brother Zhao, Mr. Xiao... Long time no see.

"I've been to a ghost country on earth, and that's Fengdu. My master took me there." Xiangqian felt a kind of depression for no reason, almost subconsciously finding fault with him.

Jiang Wang still didn't speak. After a long silence, he looked at the surrounding environment and walked to a stone tablet.

This stele is built tall, solemn and magnificent.

He stopped in front of the stele, looked at the inscription and remained silent for a long time.

Qianqian then took a closer look, only to find that it was a monument of life, erected to pay homage to the dead.

The inscription reads—

"Heaven and earth are ordered, I respectfully tell Emperor Taizu:

In the winter of the fourteenth year of Yongtai, the country lost its land, and I lost my people.

Heaven hates me, people love me.

This is the crime of envying one person!

How can it be so painful!

Like a thousand cuts, this heart will be fried.

This is national enmity, and this is also national hatred!

If you don't pull out the way of bones, you will be a father in vain!

In this life, I will cut the bones of the evil god to the nether world!

It's a pity that the dead are gone, and the living are hard to catch.

Bearing the weight of the country alone, this body cannot be separated lightly.

I hate that the two worlds are separated, and heaven and man are divided forever.

I have the hatred of all ages alone, pouring out the water of the Qingjiang River, is it possible to wash it away?

Weeping blood here, I don't know what to say in sorrow!

I only hope that God will be virtuous and bless my people in Fenglin, and the next life will be stable and prosperous!

——Zhuang Gao admired and stood up. "

When he saw the Bone Road, Xiangqian guessed where it should be.

Jiang Wang was there when he killed pig noodles and dragon noodles.

He clearly knew how deeply Jiang Wang hated Bai Gudao.

And every single word on this monument of life describes what happened here.

"This is my home." Jiang Wang looked at the ghostly creatures without much expression on his face: "This place will always be trapped in the gap between the ghost and the world. People here will never be reborn."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Zhuang Gaoxian wishes them prosperity and stability in the next life."

Xiangqian was silent for a while, and asked, "Did Zhuang Gaoxian kill them?"

"I discovered the abnormality of the Bone Road and reported it to Zhuang Ting. But Zhuang Ting pretended not to know, and let the Bone Road monster sacrifice the whole city. Because Zhuang Gaoxian wanted to use the Bone True Pill obtained by sacrificing the whole city to achieve success. His real person!"

"In the entire Fenglin city, none of the hundreds of thousands of people survived. The only thing that can prove their existence is this monument."

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand to caress the inscription on the stele of life: "And on it, it records Zhuang Gaoxian's love for the people like a son, his greatness and commitment."

Forward silence.

And Jiang Wang faced this place that has been reduced to a ghost on earth: "My home is here. My brothers, friends, classmates, teachers, neighbors, folks... are all here."

"That year I was seventeen years old, traveling in the pulse realm, and my hair turned white overnight."

He asked: "You say the word 'despair', do I understand?"