At Mao hour, Zhongqiu came to the back mountain.
The back mountain is always so desolate. Those people whose bones are buried in the back mountain are probably used to such desolation.
But today's mass graves in the back hill are different.
Before Zhongqiu came closer, he saw a man dressed in red sitting in front of a tombstone.
He knew that this was Yuxian's tomb. This tomb originally had no monument. It seemed that Shui Han had just installed the monument.
This kid is acting as casually as ever.
When I got closer, I saw no words on the monument.
"Stele without words?"
"Hmm, I don't know what to engrave."
Shui Han seemed to have already realized Zhongqiu's arrival and answered casually.
There was some loneliness in his voice that was inappropriate for his age.
Shui Han raised his hand, called the fox and raccoon beside him, put it on his shoulder, stood up and said to Zhongqiu:
"Teacher, I'm ready."
Only then did Zhongqiu see Shui Han's face clearly.
He looked very bad, probably because he hadn't slept all night, but Zhongqiu didn't doubt what he said.
After all, whether a person is ready or not has no direct relationship with whether he or she has slept.
Zhongqiu carried Shui Han away from the mass grave and walked to a flat land deep in the back mountain.
Shui Han looked at the flat land in front of him. It was a perfectly round flat land with neat green grass planted on it. There were seven almost identical stone pillars standing around the flat ground. They looked very regular and carefully designed. And it is like a palace garden that is maintained regularly.
"There is actually a place like this in the back mountains."
Shui Han sighed. He originally thought that the back mountain was just a bone burial mountain, but now it seems that is not the case.
"The name of this place is 'Qijunziping'." Zhongqiu talked eloquently, his expression was just like Jingmen when he first introduced Taoyuan to Shuihan.
"Back then, this was the place where the 'Seven Sons of Taoyuan' were named, and these seven natural gentleman pillars represented those seven people.
Long, Qiuyue, Xunkuang, Lingwu, Lingyu, Liyong, Diwu is ethereal.
Everyone knows that the thirteen people in Canngling are invincible, but few people know that these seven people are the real golden generation of Taoyuan.
It's a pity that Taoyuan was catastrophic twelve years ago. Except for the old man, the other six people had already perished in that disaster. Since then, Taoyuan has never regained its former glory. "
Shui Han looked at Zhongqiu with a gaze that was filled with fascination. What he could see was the deep sky.
"The so-called heaven is jealous of talented people, I'm afraid that's what it is.
Although they are no longer in the human world, their battle twelve years ago still made the demon world extremely fearful. How could those monsters have imagined that in the human world, apart from Canngling, there are countless people who can fight.
Therefore, until now, the world still enjoys peace. "
People seem to have gradually forgotten that period when demons were rampant.
When Shui Han listened to Zhong Qiu's words, he felt inexplicably sad. This sadness did not come from regret for the deceased, but from the last sentence Zhong Qiu said.
Peace, Shui Han naturally knew that the peace Zhongqiu spoke of was the peace between the worlds of humans and demons, but in Shui Han's eyes, this land was never peaceful for a moment.
There is no invasion of monsters, but there are killings by princes. In the end, the people who suffer in this troubled time are the ones who suffer.
Sometimes, what's the difference between demons and humans?
A tyrannical pressure hit his face. Shui Han was in a state of fugue and couldn't react in time, and his whole body was knocked out.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiaoli immediately jumped off his shoulder and hid aside.
Damn, sneak attack!
Little Li, you heartless fox, run away now. It’s in vain that I feed you delicious food every day!
Zhongqiu punched out, followed by another.
"This Qijunziping is where the aura of the Pure Land is. One day of practice here is worth three days outside. I had to talk to the old man for a long time to get the permission yesterday. It would be a sin to waste even a moment!"
As soon as he punched out the words, Shuihan flew out again.
"The training you are talking about is just beating me!"
Shui Han spit out a mouthful of blood and was very angry.
"Hahaha, that's natural. The first step in boxing is to be beaten. When I was a teacher, I was also beaten to become a master by one punch. Don't talk nonsense, watch the boxing!"
After hearing this, Shui Han seemed to understand the meaning. He stood up straight like a carp, tied his ink-white hair tie with his hands, and got into a posture.
"It's impossible to just get beaten. If you want to be beaten, then do it!"
Under the morning light, on the Seven Gentlemen Ping, one white and one red, one master and one disciple, were fighting together.
…
During the morning class, Xiaotian, Liuyun, Jueyang, and Mr. Zhong were sitting together, but they saw two people coming in a hurry. The first one to step into the door was Zhongqiu. Zhongqiu was full of energy, but he was full of Sweat, and if you look closely, you can see a bruise on his chin.
The second person who walked in was naturally Shui Han. Shui Han was also in high spirits and covered in sweat. However, the difference from the former was that Zhongqiu had a bruise on his chin, while Shui Han had his entire face swollen like a pig's head. , looking as if he had just been beaten by a dozen people for an hour.
"You two are..."
"It's okay, I fell down while walking and hit my chin..."
"It's okay, I had a discussion with the teacher, let's go 50-50..."
Zhongqiu and Shuihan answered at the same time, but the answers they gave were completely different. Everyone understood instantly and didn't waste any time. They were all ready and started class.
The boy in red has been stimulated by something recently, and it is really life-threatening when he practices.
In the evening, Shui Han returned to the dormitory. He couldn't hold on any longer and ignored his swollen face. He went to sleep early, sleeping deeply and soundly.
It is the body that has fallen asleep, but the soul has already reached the state of mind.
Zhiwu sneered:
"You were tortured in Qijunziping during the day, and you came here to be tortured at night."
Shui Han looked at the blue sky in his mind, but ignored Zhi Wu's teasing. He sighed and said:
"After so many years of leisurely travel, I realized for the first time that there is not enough time."
"Tell me, why are you working so hard? I always feel like there's something unusual about you recently."
If it were really just for reasons such as becoming stronger or protecting companions, this kind of life-threatening motivation would be a bit too much.
"Actually, I discovered something when I was fighting Tang Yan on Ghost King Tong. Although there is no conclusive evidence, I believe in my feeling."
"What's up?"
"At the beginning of the day, she seems not as powerful as she was in Guigu."
Zhiwu sighed, thinking about it, that goddess girl is still more important in your heart than an ordinary friend.
I'm afraid, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most important.
After several prehistoric years, I finally lost. I lost to the humble girl before, and now I lost to the little goddess.
Zhiwu also looked at the sky, and there was an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes of life on that exotic face, as if it had spanned thousands of years.
Snap your fingers, crisp.
