As time goes by, geese fly by, and this spring has passed by again, and when will it be the return year?
The days after returning to Luoyao City passed very quickly. Spring and Autumn could not be distinguished, and the four seasons could not be seen. However, the tide of beasts never dissipated, and the cultivation level of the demon beasts that appeared became higher and higher. What followed was that every day The peaceful days after a beast wave are getting longer and longer.
In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth year since Lingchu arrived in Luoyao City.
This year, Lingchu is forty-eight.
Over the past six years, the chilling atmosphere in Demon Falling City has become stronger and stronger. Even if there is no expression on the faces of all the monks walking in the city, they are quite scary.
It is conceivable that once this group of monks who have experienced the beast tide grow up, the human monks in the future will inevitably become much more ferocious.
Even Lingchu, whose usually gentle and graceful face had a hint of sharpness.
Today is the day after another beast wave, the list of the dead is announced.
Lingchu followed the flow of people, who came to the huge stone tablet in the center of Luoyao City in silence, and then quietly watched the names slowly appear one after another on the stone tablet.
This stone tablet is called the Rebirth Monument by all the people in Luoyao City.
Even though its original name should be the Glory Monument and the Heroic Soul Monument.
But for all the people in Luoyao City, they prefer to call it the Monument of the Rebirth.
May the deceased die again.
The names that appear on it are the list of monks killed in each battle.
In the Demon Falling City, the monks who are still alive after experiencing the beast tide will come here to watch their names emerge one by one.
Although the Rebirth Monument is said to be a stone tablet, it might be more appropriate to describe it as a pillar. It is a huge square pillar with four sides, and each side is engraved with densely packed names.
Every time it is filled with words, the monument will rise by one foot. When it is filled with words again, it will rise by one foot again.
Until now, the monument to the deceased has reached nine feet.
If it rises again, it will be ten feet tall.
Ten feet, four sides, and more than thirty meters, you can write as many names as you want on it.
Lingchu stood quietly in the crowd, looking at the death monument where the names were emerging. When each fist-sized name with a faint golden glow appeared, a touch of nervousness appeared on the faces of all the monks.
As the names emerged, some people were happy and some were sad.
Even if they are happy or sad, all the monks in front of the death monument are quiet and silent, with no laughter or crying.
In the past six years, everyone has witnessed too many lives and deaths, and their hearts have been tempered as hard as steel.
Lingchu remained expressionless, just quietly watching the names appear one after another. Until one name appeared, Lingchu's calm face suddenly changed.
Gently lowering his eyes to cover up the sadness surging in his eyes, Lingchu did not expect that the name he recognized would be engraved on this death monument again.
After all the names on the memorial tablet had appeared and no new names appeared after several breaths had passed, everyone began to slowly leave the vicinity of the memorial tablet.
However, there are still several figures who have not moved yet, just standing in front of the monument of the dead, looking straight at the names on the monument, as if roots have taken root under their feet.
No one was curious about why these people didn't leave, and no one was curious about which name they were looking for among those densely packed names.
Because everyone knew it, everyone remained silent.
Lingchu was also among the few people who had not moved yet.
After staring at the name that exuded golden light for a long time, Lingchu suppressed the images that flashed through his mind, suppressed the sadness in his eyes, turned around and left the monument with heavy steps.
More and more restaurants have been opened in Luoyao City in the past six years.
Because there are more and more monks who like to drink.
Especially after every beast wave ends, the restaurants in Luoyao City are filled with the aroma of wine and full of customers.
He came to a restaurant with familiarity. He stepped over countless monks who were casually staggering on chairs and tables. He went up to the second floor and opened the door of a private room.
Inside, there were several figures sitting.
The moment they saw Lingchu come in, everyone's eyes fell on Lingchu.
Searing and scalding hot.
Jiang Hanyan's position was facing the door of the elegant room, and she was also the first person to see the expression on Lingchu's face. When her eyes fell on Lingchu's eyes, the smile at the corner of her mouth froze slightly, and she glanced around The figure in the room felt his heart gradually sinking.
The remaining people also noticed a hint of uneasiness and heaviness.
The first one to speak was Jiang Hanyan.
"who is it?"
In the past six years, Lingchu, Jiang Hanyan, Yu Xiaoxiao, Yun Haotian, Situ Yang, and Shen Wenzhou were all disciples of the Sanqing Dao Sect. They had known each other since they were young, and they had agreed to come here after every beast tide. get together.
Then, the six of them took turns to go to the Monument of Rebirth to read the names. This time, it was Lingchu's turn.
At this moment, there were only four people in the private room.
Lingchu, Jiang Hanyan, Shen Wenzhou and Situ Yang.
In the past six years, the six of them have never lacked one person, which is the most gratifying thing. But today, everyone knows that this matter may be broken.
Hearing Jiang Hanyan's question, Lingchu was stunned for a moment, looked up around the room, and frowned slightly, "Why aren't Xiaoxiao and Yun Haotian here?"
Lingchu's question made everyone in the room freeze with the solemnity and anxiety on their faces, and they all looked at Lingchu blankly.
Didn't you come in with a sad face and heavy steps?
There were two more people in the house who hadn't arrived yet, so they naturally thought of some worst-case scenario.
They were all mentally prepared, and in the end, Lingchu said something like this.
Since Lingchu asked this, it meant that the sadness in her eyes and the heavyness of her steps were not because of Yu Xiaoxiao or Yun Haotian.
So, why?
While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they looked at Lingchu worriedly.
Even if they weren't Yu Xiaoxiao and Yun Haotian, they were still people Lingchu knew.
When Lingchu saw the caring looks on everyone's faces, he didn't force himself to smile. He just sat down quietly and took out a pot of spiritual wine from his storage bag. He didn't even use the cup and just pointed it at the spout. He raised his head and drank.
Everyone had never seen Lingchu drinking so boldly. They were all worried, but found it difficult to speak.
At this time, any language is pale.
Lingchu drank three large gulps of wine, and the burning sensation burned Lingchu's throat and belly, burning straight to the bottom of his heart.
Instead of using spiritual power to dispel the drunkenness, she allowed the drunkenness to flood into her mind, letting the burning sensation make her cheeks turn red and make her feel a little sad.
In fact, it was not a deep friendship, but she never thought that meeting again after so many years would be like this.
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