But at that time, where can we get it in time?
As soon as they reconciled, the child from Huijianmen disappeared. Mu Qingyun watched him die and watched his senior brother silently burn him to ashes.
At that time, everyone would still cry, but later on, they didn’t even have the energy to cry. People died every day, but those who were alive didn’t have the time or energy to cry every day.
Mu Qingyun is a person who can see the light. She tells everyone over and over again that it is the last darkness before dawn, the disaster will end, and light will come to the world.
But these words are so pale and feeble.
Today, standing here, Mu Qingyun seems to have no need to say anything more. He listens to the wind and the birds, and seems to be able to see their smiles and smiles.
She closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth suddenly twitched, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, suddenly turned around, and quickened her pace.
As soon as Mu Qingyun entered this area, he heard strange noises coming from the jungle not far away, which were very harsh.
In such a quiet place, there is such a sudden noise, and Mu Qingyun's ears are very good, it is even more torture.
After walking a few steps, Mu Qingyun suddenly stopped.
Cai Pandi followed her confused: "Ah Qing?"
When she poked her head out, she was startled: "Who is it?"
There are two memorial towers deep in the jungle. There are stone tablets outside the towers, which record the names, origins and deeds of the heroes of that year.
At this moment, there was a shadow lying on the ground, holding a bright object in his hand and scratching it on a stone tablet.
Cai Pandui heard a roar in his head and said angrily: "What are you doing! Someone is here, someone is sabotaging it!"
While shouting, she rushed forward, but Mu Qingyun grabbed her tightly and frowned.
A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old had a sharp and high-pitched voice. As soon as she finished her voice, there was a burst of rapid footsteps all around her.
"what happened?"
"Who is doing the sabotage!"
The security guards around came very quickly, but the shadow was even faster. It looked like a ghost. It hovered a little above the woods and disappeared in a flash.
The security guard arrived and saw only the gray figure. A group of people quickly chased after him, but they couldn't even catch him.
Cai Pansui's heart was beating wildly, he came back to his senses, held Mu Qingyun's hand, and whispered: "Oh my god, you scared me to death, who is this person!"
Mu Qingyun exhaled and frowned slightly.
She had seen this man before, the thief who stole her backpack and all of Jiang Guotai's pocket money.
He is an old man, but his martial arts skills are very high.
If Mu Qingyun had her original skills, she would definitely not be afraid of him, but she had just arrived, and her original qualifications were not bad. She was not as slow as a novice in martial arts. Huo Qin's power is so great that a few days can be worth months, and a few months can be worth years. However, she has decades of profound skills. She needs to practice for at least several months before she dares to say that she can. Give it a dozen.
After going to No. 3 Middle School, Mu Qingyun found that the old man would occasionally linger near the school.
Seeing that he didn't move much, he was obviously worried.
Mu Qingyun didn't know what the old man was going to do.
But she felt that the other party was targeting her.
Let's just talk about stealing. A powerful thief with good eyesight. At that time, Mu Qingyun from head to toe, how could he seem worthy of being stolen?
However, since the old man made no other moves, she also pretended not to know.
Currently facing the old man, Mu Qingyun is not sure of winning. In two months, he will at least be able to avoid losing.
After all, the old man is getting older, just like the sunset, and his condition must be getting worse day by day, while she is a young and energetic person who is moving forward every day.
Mu Qingyun also slowly learned a truth: don't underestimate anything. If anyone has a better chance of winning and a more labor-saving method, he must use it, regardless of whether the method is too dirty.
There is nothing to be dirty about, as long as you are moving towards the right goal and on the right path, then no matter what means you use, you will still do the right thing.
Mu Qingyun took Cai Pandai and followed several security guards to the front of Tallinn. When he took a closer look with a flashlight, the security guard jumped in anger: "Who did this, bastard!"
Someone actually used a knife to scrape off the words on the stone tablet. If it had not been discovered in time, I am afraid that this large piece of writing would have been scraped clean.
All the security guards couldn't help but feel indignant.
"Where did this bastard thing come from? I cursed you to give birth to a child without an asshole!"
Mu Qingyun knelt down and took a closer look. There were two rows of stone tablets surrounding the tower, a total of twenty-four. Each stone tablet was engraved with the names of eighteen heroes.
At this time, only the middle piece of the stone tablet on the south side had been scraped off, and none of the top, bottom, left, and right had been touched.
She couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Just in time, the staff of the Tallinn Memorial also arrived in a hurry, so she stopped them and asked, "I wonder which hero's name was scratched off."
"ah."
The two staff members checked it carefully and looked up the information. Their faces were very ugly.
"It's Zhang Jingsong, Senior Zhang."
The staff looked at each other and frowned: "Even if there is any grudge between the ancestors, it has been over fifty years, how can you do such a thing?"
"What's wrong with Senior Zhang?"
When Mu Qingyun saw several staff members who knew about it and researchers from Tallinn, their faces were a little strange, and he couldn't help but ask more questions.
Everyone looked at each other and said helplessly: "It's not a secret."
"Everyone should know that back then, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince formed an army to defeat the decline and called on the heroes of the world to fight against the national calamity. At that time, not only the righteous people responded positively, but there were also many less than decent people in the world who joined the ranks to defeat the decline."
Mu Qingyun nodded.
No one else spoke.
When this memorial tower was built, I once thought about whether to eliminate the group of heroes who had a bad reputation among the heroes who entered the tower, but in the end I didn't.
The righteous and the evil will be treated equally, and those who die for the country will enter the tower forest.
This Jingsong was a member of the Demon Cult back then.
Of course, when it comes to talking about whether it is a demonic sect or not, everyone will only think that it is second-rate and inexplicable.
But at that time, the demon sect was definitely an existence that righteous people in the world would turn pale upon hearing about.
They claim to be definitely not a demon sect, but a 'freedom sect'.
I don’t know why, but most of the disciples in Zizai Sect are not good people. They can get in any killer or thief. They don’t refuse anyone who comes and they do whatever they want. Looking at the numbers, they are not serious people. Later someone shouted If they are a demonic sect, they will become a demonic sect.
Zhang Jingsong is from the Demon Cult, and he has excellent qinggong skills. Before joining the army, he was a big thief. He took pleasure in stealing all day long, so he naturally made many enemies.
"It seems that this time it was an enemy of Senior Zhang who felt that his name was not worthy of being in the memorial tower, so he came to scratch it off."
The staff member shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face. (End of chapter)
