Chapter 222: Righteous Soldier

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"A righteous man? Where does a righteous man come from? He is an unfilial son, an unfilial son!"

The old man was so angry that his beard and hair stood up.

"Leaving your old parents, leaving your beloved wife and son behind, dying at will, causing the white-haired man to give away the black-haired man, and causing the wife to cry day and night. This is not considered unfilial. What else can be considered unfilial!"

The entire martial arts hall was silent for a moment.

"The imperial court recruits warriors every year, but many warriors just leave and never return, not even a corpse. They only send a message back, saying that they are gone, give some money, bah, whoever wants their dirty money, I will take it. My son and grandson are all safe.”

The old man stretched out his hand to grab his grandson and said loudly, "Didn't you notice? All the masters from martial arts schools in various places were recruited and never came back. Now the court is discussing the recruitment of another 70,000 people."

"Where are we going to find these 70,000 people? Where are we going to conquer 70,000 warriors, not 70,000 pigs?"

Xiao Yang said calmly: "The 70,000 people mentioned are not 70,000 warriors. They should include all the logistics, doctors and so on."

"Are you taking me seriously?"

The old man snorted coldly, "So what, half, no, even one-seventh, ten thousand warriors will be recruited to the seventh level."

"What can a seventh-grade person do when they reach the restricted area? Just let them die."

Mu Qingyun was in a daze for a moment, then looked back at Chen Yi and the disciples in the martial arts hall. Everyone's expressions were a little sad, but they seemed to be used to it.

"grandfather."

Xiao Yang was startled, his face turned pale, and he was stunned for a long time before whispering, "If, if it comes to the point of recruiting 70,000 people... Grandpa, where do you want me to hide?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes turned red, and he lowered his head and gritted his teeth, "If the warriors don't go, who will? Grandpa, could it be that the monsters in the restricted area really come out and slaughter the people again?"

The old man couldn't help being silent, and then said loudly: "I don't care, what other people do, I don't care, I just want my grandson to be well. Don't be a righteous man like that. It doesn't matter if you become a righteous man, it doesn't matter if you want this reputation, everyone is gone. , What’s the use of fame!”

There was a buzz, and everyone in the entire martial arts hall whispered and discussed.

Mu Qingyun was probably the calmest one among everyone present.

She didn't understand everything at the moment. There is something in my memory, but it's like seeing flowers in the mist, it's very blurry. Others are different. They all came out of one disaster after another. Even now, when I think about it, my heart is cold and my whole body is shaking.

Xiao Yang and his grandfather were in a stalemate for a while, and no one could convince the other.

Chen Yi looked solemn and suddenly laughed.

The martial arts hall is still far from the bustling area, but it is not in the wilderness. There are many people setting up stalls around it, and there are two small martial arts gyms.

The two small martial arts schools occupies an advantageous location and rely on the Yuncheng martial arts gym for survival. Many disciples who cannot meet their own standards will settle for the next best thing and study martial arts in these small martial arts schools.

Over the years, the martial arts hall has been surrounded by young martial artists.

Everything is full of vitality, making people happy when they see it.

Chen Yi looked back at Mu Qingyun, then turned to the old man and said: "Okay, old man, if the imperial army really wants to recruit the children who have not yet entered the ranks, you can take Xiao Yang away."

Xiao Yang immediately shook his head: "I don't, what's wrong with joining the declining army? All warriors of our generation are proud of this."

"The imperial court makes great efforts and spends resources every year to train warriors. It is originally intended to prepare for the recruitment of soldiers for the declining army. Who among us doesn't know that?"

Everyone was silent.

Every year there are warriors who join the army, but every year the army retreats as much as it advances, and a few thousand is enough to replenish it.

His Highness the Crown Prince also pays great attention to the quality of his troops when recruiting people. In the past two years, warriors have been proud of being able to defeat the enemy.

But once 70,000 people are recruited, it will definitely be a matter of life and death.

Everyone knows what it was like when the restricted area was first established.

That year, to kill the declining army was to fill the hole with human lives.

Seventy thousand people go, maybe only 700 can come back.

Chen Yi said calmly: "I also have beloved junior brothers and junior sisters. If the court really wants people to die, I don't want my children to go. Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. If you really get to that point, you can go Just leave."

"Senior sister, junior sister."

Before Chen Yi finished speaking, a very familiar voice shouted following the sound of footsteps not far away.

Mu Qingyun stepped out of the threshold and immediately said with a smile: "Senior Brother Su!"

The person coming was none other than Su Hang.

Mu Qingyun looked him up and down. He seemed to be a little thinner, but his expression remained the same. His handsome face was too annoying anyway.

Chen Yi suddenly became excited and said loudly: "If the army recruits soldiers, we must let him go. Others should wait a little."

Su Hang: "??"

Mu Qingyun said hurriedly: "Senior brother, how are the sect master and other senior brothers? When will they come back."

Su Hang was silent for a long time: "The sect master asked me to deliver the seal back, and the seal should be sealed in the Jingxian Hall first."

Chen Yi was stunned.

In the huge martial arts hall behind them, there was just a buzz, and everyone was furious. Several senior brothers jumped three feet high and asked anxiously: "What happened? How is the master of the sect."

"Xiao Su, have you seen Senior Brother Zhang? Has something happened to Senior Brother Zhang? There is no letter recently."

"Where is Senior Sister Lu? Is Senior Sister Lu with you? Does the sect master need help? I can do it, just let me go."

All the brothers and sisters were in turmoil, and they all said impatiently.

There is no reason for everyone to be in a hurry. Only when it comes to life and death, the sect leader will send the seal back and seal it, so that it can be reported to the court at any time and a new sect leader can be replaced.

Su Hang raised his head and looked around, and said in a softer voice, "Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Xu are gone."

The setting sun on the horizon seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

The disciples couldn't hold it back and trembled slightly, faint sounds of sobbing followed the wind.

Su Hang took a deep breath and said word by word: "The sect leader said that Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Xu died well, and no one is allowed to cry."

"Don't panic either."

Su Hang finally showed a bit of exhaustion, and Qingjun's face slumped slightly, revealing a bitter look, "Purchase two coffins, take the clothes of Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Xu and put them in the coffins, and put them away for now."

Mu Qingyun was stunned. In other words, not only were there no bones, but he was also not sure how many people would die in the future, so why not bury them yet?

It was clearly spring, but the wind was bitingly cold.

Senior Brother Wang is twenty-six this year. He is a native of Yuncheng and has a very gentle personality. When Mu Qingyun came, it was Senior Brother Wang who prepared her practice clothes and arranged food and accommodation for her.

Senior Brother Xu is a little younger, 23 or 24 years old. He doesn't like to talk much, but he has a good heart. During festivals, he would sort out the clean leftovers, heat them up, and distribute them to the beggars around. It was he who did more.

Mu Qingyun walked into the gatehouse, opened the box hanging on the wall, and read out a few sentences written by Senior Brother Xu from most of the boxes of letters.

The letter was written by the sect leader last month. Senior Brother Xu added a few sentences at the end, telling them not to be greedy for eating fish and meat, as it would easily lead to insect diseases.