Wu Gen stayed in the deserted mausoleum for seven or eight days. Thanks to Mu Ji's medicine and his young body, he recovered quickly.
Every day Yu Shou goes out hunting. There are very few preys that can be caught around this desolate mausoleum. He often goes out early and doesn't come back until late.
Mu Ji didn't know what he was busy with. He could only see him sooner or later. On the other hand, Chu Ji, because he rarely saw strangers on weekdays, so he pestered Wu Gen with questions all day long. His favorite thing was to listen to his stories.
After draining the last drop of ink from his belly, Wu Gen's injuries finally recovered.
On this day, Yu Shou came over and wanted to take Wu Gen to Huangling for a visit. Looking at Yu Shou who was very different from usual and neatly groomed, Wu Gen was also solemn. After taking care of himself, he followed Yu Shou and Chu Ji towards the cemetery not far away.
Looking from a distance, there are four huge warrior statues erected around the cemetery, with very ferocious faces. All warriors face the west, guarding the heroic souls behind them.
When I walked to the door, two large pillars soaring to the sky were written with the words "The soul returns, God shows its loyalty".
When he arrived, Yu Shou took out the long incense, lit it and placed it in the incense burner at the door. After straightening his clothes, he knelt down heavily, his forehead touching the ground, and bowed four times. Chu Ji also followed his grandfather's actions and bowed properly.
Yu Shou stood up and looked at Wu Gen. After all, the people buried here were the ancestors of the soldiers who died in battle. It was up to Wu Gen whether he should kneel down and worship.
Wu Gen took the incense from Yu Shou's hand, lit it respectfully and inserted it into the ashes. He puffed up his sleeves and knelt down solemnly.
Passing through the stone pillars, you can see the tombs in the mausoleum as far as the eye can see. There are countless tombs in these rows, and so many heroic souls are buried there. Although each tomb has a different shape, the only thing that is the same is that each tombstone faces west.
That's a foreign land.
Wu Gen's face was solemn, he knocked his head heavily on the ground, and then raised his eyes in respect again, four times.
These ancestors buried in the mausoleum sacrificed their lives in the face of fierce enemies. Worship.
These ancestors buried in the mausoleum protected the Chinese people and upheld justice. Worship.
These ancestors buried in the mausoleum have blessed the bloodline to last for thousands of years. Worship.
These ancestors buried in the mausoleum will guard the wilderness until death. Worship.
Wu Gen's heart was filled with excitement. The man knelt down on his knees in front of the sky and his parents. He should kneel down when he was in front of such a person.
An unknown strong wind blew by, causing the sleeves of the three people to fly. In the wind, a majestic and deep voice could be heard faintly.
Wearing armor and carrying a long sword. The journey with my son is long.
We share the same enemy and live and die together. Fighting with your son, your heart is not slack.
Stepping onto Huizhou, chasing strangers. Fighting with your son, you are fearless.
...
After a long time, the sound faded away, the sky and the earth became clear, and under the sunlight, everything was clear and bright.
Walking to the two stone pillars in the cemetery, Yu Shou suddenly said, "Wu Gen, if you don't pay homage to your ancestors today, I will definitely not allow you to enter the cemetery. There may be some strange phenomena when you enter the cemetery. Don't be alarmed. It's okay. Ji'er also comes often."
Wu Gen nodded, "Please lead the way, Mr. Yu."
Chu Ji looked at Wu Gen with a narrow look on his face, which aroused Wu Gen's curiosity. As soon as he entered the cemetery, Wu Gen groaned. For some reason, his body became three times heavier as soon as he entered the cemetery.
Yu Shou and Chu Ji showed no reaction at all. They had obviously adapted to the environment here.
Seeing Wu Gen's surprised look, Yu Shou stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The heroic spirit gathers here, so the body is a lot heavier. Thanks to this strange place, the garden is a good place to practice martial arts. I hurt your two last time I once wanted to enter the garden to practice cultivation, but I refused. These two people have evil intentions, how can I allow them to tarnish the heroic spirit?
Ji'er is quite resistant to others, but after you came here, he always stuck to me, which shows that you have a kind heart. I invite you here today, firstly, to let people outside see how many of my garrison disciples have transformed themselves into ghost heroes for the sake of the human race. Secondly, I also want you to get a chance and take your martial arts to a higher level. "
"Thank you, elder." Wu Gen followed Yu Shou and walked into the garden step by step.
Wu Gen has been practicing martial arts for some time, and his physique is no longer what it used to be. At this point today, I feel so stressed that I can't even straighten my back. As Yu Shou said, if he could practice here for a long time, his martial arts would improve a lot.
With a wicked smile on his face, Chu Ji held Wu Gen's hand and jumped up and down, showing off that he was not affected at all. Wu Gen pinched her cheek fiercely. He didn't expect that this small body could withstand such heavy pressure.
Walking past each tomb, the tombstones were engraved with patterns such as swords, with names and the year of death written on them. Looking around, in this place where the wind and sand are raging, the entire cemetery is neat and tidy, without a trace of debris, which shows that a lot of effort has been put into it.
After walking for ten miles, we just finished walking through the entire cemetery. Looking at the densely packed tombs, I don't know how many people are buried here. The most recent death date is more than fifty years ago.
It is truly thrilling that so many people died in the confrontation with the alien race, and the price is not unbearable. Without these people guarding this line of defense, how many of the thousands of lights behind them would be extinguished.
Returning to the entrance of the cemetery, Wu Gen bowed to Yu Shoushen and said, "Respect the elder."
Seeing the situation in the tomb and guarding the heroes day after day is really no small matter, and these tomb guards should also respect it.
Yu Shou stretched out his hand to help him up, "I don't deserve this gift."
"You can afford it. What I respect is loyalty."
With a long sigh, Yu Shou said to Wu Gen: "You might as well live here for a long time and help the old man clean the cemetery every day. As time goes by, you can also refine yourself."
Wu Gen was a little confused, "Why does Mr. Yu favor this boy so much?"
Yu Shou smiled slightly and said, "I trust Ji'er's vision. Besides, I can't believe that this young man also wants something." He handed over a broom.
In this way, Wu Gen stayed in the cemetery for three days. In addition to eating and sleeping every day, he endured the heavy body and diligently cleaned the cemetery.
Three days later, Haogen returned to the hut where Yu Shou lived.
Yu Shou was a little surprised, "Why come back so early and train your body there? But the longer the time, the better."
Wu Gen smiled and said: "Staying in the mausoleum is not to exercise, but to visit the tombs and pay homage to the ancestors. How can such a solemn place be used for my own cultivation."
"I heard Mu Ji say that the two people who hurt you used the military grave to sharpen their swordsmanship. Why did you give up such an opportunity? You must know that the way to practice martial arts is like sailing against the current. One step is slow, and every step is slow." Yu Shoumian felt regretful. meaning.
Wu Gen laughed loudly and said: "A martial artist who wants to make progress must do so in a proper way. There are thousands of ways to improve martial arts, but I don't want to disturb the rest of the heroic spirits."
Yu Shou was speechless for a long time, then stood up and saluted Wu Gen, who accepted it gratefully.
At night, the sky is filled with stars, the river is like a belt, and everything is silent. From time to time, green light ribbons pass across the sky, like the long streamers of a woman dancing slowly, rippling lightly in the sky.
Mu Ji came over and sat next to Wu Gen, who was looking up at the stars.
Wu Gen quickly raised his hand, "Master, haven't you fallen asleep yet?" He moved his body to the side. This person could withstand Master Lin Ruoshi's blow, how could he just take it lightly?
Mu Ji looked at Wu Gen and said with a smile, "Isn't the donor also observing the sky? How can I gain some understanding?"
Wu Gen smiled and said, "Master is joking. I am a dull mortal. How can I understand the secret of heaven by looking at two stars? But I heard that the master has enlightened here and got a wonderful prescription that can cure the poison of fog. There is only one thing. If you don’t want to vomit, why don’t you go and treat those people who are dying in the dark valley, Master?”
"It can't be cured." Muji sighed. "The poisoning at Chu Ji was still superficial and can be reconciled. If the poisoning is deep, no matter how good the medicine is, it will not bring you back to youth."
Over the years, I seem to be busy, but in fact I have accomplished nothing. We can only find some garrison children, inject them with dark poison, and then temper them with true energy to make them accustomed to the existence of dark fog in their bodies. "
"Inject poison?" Wu Gen was a little surprised.
"Exactly. In the past, I only thought about treating people with tiger and wolf medicine, but no one survived. That day in Huangling, I watched the black and white energy repulse each other and create a strange phenomenon, and then I realized it. If there is yin in the world, there is yang, and if there is white, there will be yang. Black, how can it be either one or the other? Compared with spiritual energy, this dark fog can also be regarded as black and white energy. In your inland countries, isn't the dark fog also called adverse energy?
For foreigners, the mist is actually spiritual energy, and spiritual energy has become a highly poisonous thing. The mist and aura of Xingluo Yuan are mixed together. As the saying goes, if the sun does not grow alone, the yin will not grow. Blindly eliminating the mist will harm his life. It is better to accept it calmly and at least survive. "
After a moment of silence, Wu Gen sighed, "The master uses his true energy to regulate the garrison disciples and harms his own cultivation. It is no more than feeding eagles with meat. It is not a long-term solution. Is it possible that there is no other way, or has there been any discovery? He who breathes out spiritual energy and obscuring mist freely."
Mu Ji looked at Wu Gen with a smile, his eyes bright, "Yes, right in front of you."
Wu Gen was stunned for a moment, "Master saw it."
"Yes, I tried my best to bring you back that day, just because I saw this glimmer of hope. Since there is such a heterogeneous existence as the donor, I guess there must be a way to harmoniously blend the two.
The benefactor was gifted, and he was indeed a man sent by God to help the garrison. Since he has this talent, the donor might as well find a different way to save thousands of soldiers like Chu Ji. "
"Master thinks too highly of me. I don't have that much ability. I'm afraid I won't be able to shoulder this responsibility."
"The humble grass will eventually become the tall tree, and one day the benefactor will take on this important responsibility."
"Master is trying to repay a favor. My little shoulders can't bear it. What if I don't do it?"
"That poor monk should have withdrawn his life-saving grace and struck the benefactor with one palm. You must know that monks also have the wrath of Vajra."
Wu Gen didn't expect Mu Ji, who looked a little dull, to joke, so he had to smile bitterly and said: "I'll do my best."
Mu Ji stood up and clasped his hands together, "The donor is righteous."
"Praise to kill. Master, this is blatant praise to kill, oh, my small body." Wu Gen lamented, flopping down on the ground.
Seeing Wu Gen acting rogue, Mu Ji said with a smile, "I have one more thing to ask of you. Can you take Bu Ji away? Leaving her here will ruin the child. When I first rescued her, I followed the common rules. I gave her this name out of habit, just because I wanted to start with her so that the garrison's bad luck could go away little by little.
Of course, Chu Ji can also help you by being by your side. She has special powers. After her body recovered, she has the ability to control Qi. She can provide some assistance when walking in Xingluo Plain. "
It turns out that Chu Ji’s name was given by Mu Ji. After hesitating, Wu Gen asked, “Is Yu Lao willing?”
Mu Ji nodded and said, "It's exactly what Yu Shou entrusted. He mentioned it to you in the cemetery that day. As an elder, you have some selfish motives and you can't ruin your child's future here."
"Okay." Wu Gen simply agreed.
The day of departure came in a blink of an eye, and Wu Gen pulled Yu Chuji, whose eyes had turned into tears, to say goodbye to Yu Shou and Mu Ji.
After looking at the endless tombs, Wu Gen turned around and left with Chu Ji on his back.
After walking for a long time, when I looked back, I could still see the two figures of Mu Ji, standing there looking at each other from a distance.
With Chu Ji by his side, Wu Gen's burden has become much heavier. Growing up, I had never taken care of anyone. With such a little girl by my side, I had to worry about food and drink. It turns out that raising children is such a laborious and laborious task.
What worries Wu Gen the most is how to take care of this little girl's braids. Every morning, Wu Gen looked at Chu Ji's messy hair as if facing a formidable enemy, and combed it awkwardly, until it was as messy as a magpie's nest.
Every time at this time, Wu Gen would miss Zhao Ling. If he was still in the convoy at this time, such tasks would be a trivial matter that the maid could do easily.
Yes, Wu Gen still wanted to find the convoy. After all, Commander Chen who pushed himself into the valley was probably still at ease.
The virtue of a meal must be repaid, and the resentment of Yaju must be repaid. It is the nature of Wu Zhai leader to avenge his enemies, and magnanimity has nothing to do with him.
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