Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao: “Patriot? ”

Ding: “Well, today's briefing on the work of the Secret Sword Bureau said that they shot three snipers in the building next to Federal Square, suspected of being the 'Son of the Underworld', ‘Blood Demon Li Yao’ 's men. ”

“But one of the bodies, I look familiar and think about it, seems to have been seen at a 'Patriots' party most of six months ago. ”

"'What kind of organization is that?" said Li Yao. ”

"It was a very common 'boulevard discussion group'," said Ding Zheng. At that time, the news of the planetary world and the real human empire had just spread in the Federation, and the world we lived in had suddenly expanded countless times as if it were the Big Bang. You know, we practitioners, who haven't ordered 'national sentiment', all want to do something for the people. In response to such a millennium unknown big change, many intelligent people throw their opinions and form countless turbulent thoughts. ”

“There is support for the idea of the ‘Union of the Three Kingdoms, Resistance to the Empire', and there are doubts, and even stronger objections, that those who hold different ideas spontaneously form a small circle. ”

“The Patriot Organization, a discussion group strongly opposed to joining with the Demon Nation, organized the concept that the Demon Nation would never be trustworthy and that working with the Demon Nation would be to seek the skin of a tiger and even be stabbed in the back by the Demon Nation at a critical moment! Besides, the Federation is a sacred nation of pure humanity, how can it be tarnished by these demons! ”

“The only way to deal with the real human empire is to unite the planetary realm, conquer the demonic realm of blood completely, treat all demons as slaves, and send them to the planet of resources of the planetary realm to mine! ”

Li Yiu darkened his tongue, Kim Tu Jia was right again, there are many people inside the Federation who do have this idea!

Li Yao said: "Have you ever believed in this idea? ”

Ding Bell: “I still think so. ”

Li Yao: “…”

Ding Bell: “Forget it, this is a 'boulevard fight', I can't explain it to you for a moment and a half. In short, the Federation was just hit by a huge shock in the new world, and all kinds of thinking flooded, such a discussion group is not uncommon. ”

“Rather rarely, it is the criteria for joining the discussion. ”

“The Patriot Organization, which does not accept the participation of ordinary monks, has two conditions for membership. First, it must be a high-ranking person with a certain influence in society, within the sect and in the army, above the middle class of the foundation period. ”

“Secondly, at least one of the closest relatives must be killed by the demon clan and there must be a deep blood feud with the demon clan. ”

“In other words, this is a higher-level discussion group, and that's why I joined, and then it's no big deal, just to get together, chat, talk, make friends, and, by the way, at a party, I met the sniper who died today. ”

“My attitude was quite resolute. I was young among the people, and sometimes I spoke more radically. One evening, the convenor of our group, a professor from Tiandu Medical School, mysteriously came to me and said that the discussion here was not interesting enough. There was also a higher end group, who had a lot of cheerful friends, asked me if I wanted to join in? “ ”

Li Yao's heart raised: “You agreed? ”

“No.”

Ding Bell said, "I don't object to what they think, but I, as a person, you know, have always liked to be straight forward, not interested in this mysterious thing, and said to think about it. ”

“The next day, I wanted to join in and make some more friends, nothing wrong. I said to the convener that I was willing to join. I didn't expect the other party to become swallowed up, pushed three blocks, and refused to let me join. After another period of time, everyone was tired of talking and was usually busy. This‘ patriot organization 'disappeared. ”

“At the time, the winds and clouds were so turbulent, the discussion groups were so scattered, it was normal, and I didn't think much about it. ”

“It wasn't until today that I saw the body of this sniper that I remembered that this man's speech at the seminar was fanatical and extreme than mine, and if he was a 'son of the dark’ fake, of course it was possible, but is there any other possibility? ”

Li Yao thought about it for a moment and fought hard a cold war: “You mean, once there was an organization, a whole network of relatives killed by demonic tribes, and demonic tribes had deep blood sea enemies of the strong, and then the layer screening, eventually one hundred miles, chose the most extreme, the most fanatical, the most determined people? ”

“Lian Ding Zheng, your parents were killed by the demon tribe, and you did not share the day with the demon tribe. Such fanaticism, such a belligerent Jin Danqiang, just because you have to think about it for one night, was judged unqualified, did not enter its core! ”

“In other words, there is a good chance that there is now a ‘patriot organization' that brings together a lot of demons and demons with deep blood feuds. Are you more radical, fanatical, determined, powerful and transcendent than Ding Bell? ”

Ding Zheng: “I don't know, I just know to go to the convener later, the professor of Tiandu Medical School, but he said that he and the military had been working on a secret project, traveling for a long time, and I couldn't reach him anymore. ”

Professor Mo Xuan: "Come on, I feel it. It's about to be locked. We have to talk about it at another time and place! ”

Li Yao: “One last question, the three federals, the chancellor Jianghai Current, Iron Handsome Zhou Yongkai and the secretive sword director Lu are drunk, who are the three of them, who have been killed by the demon clan? ”

Professor Mo Xuan thought about it: "President Jiang's brother died more than eighty years ago from the outbreak of the beast tide. Iron Handsome is fine. Relatives don't know, even relatives shouldn't have. ”

Li Yaoqi asked, “Where's Lu? Yes or no!”

Professor Mo Xuan: “Yes. ”

Li Yao: “Who? ”

Professor Mo Xuan: “… all. ”

Li Yao took a sip of air conditioning: “What! ”

Ding Zheng explained: “Lu is more than 200 years old, there are no relatives in the dust world, there is only one very loving wife, two green plum bamboo horses, very emotional, her wife is a bit of a congenital shortage, lifelong sterility, the two have supported the wind and rain for two hundred years. ”

“Unable to bear, his wife opened a loving orphanage more than a hundred years ago, adopted many war orphans as children, a well-known federal philanthropist known as the ‘Happy Mother', and for more than a hundred years they had more than 500 sons in total, many of them extraordinary, glowing in all walks of life. ”

“Fifteen years ago, after a wave of beasts erupted, his wife routinely went to the wilderness to search for orphans, but was torn to pieces by demonic beasts hidden in ruins. ”

“If you are not a righteous son, Lu is drunk with only one relative, and his wife is killed by the demon beast, or has she lost everything? ”

Li Yao was silent for a long time, took a deep breath and began to shake his fingers knocking: “Five hundred seikos, spread all sides, excellence? ”

Dingbell: “Yes. ”

Li Yao: “My God! ”

……

It started raining at 3: 00 a.m., near dawn, dark as the curtain, and heavy rain.

The second public fundraiser in Tiandu City, under a leafy pine tree, the rainwater leached and spilled on a small stone tablet between the roots of the tree.

The tablet is small, deeply embedded in the earth, with its roots wrapped around it, moss covered, not carefully looked at, not found at all.

Under the moss, there are four small words hidden: Happy Mother.

This is the most environmentally friendly and cheapest "tree burial."

Standing in front of the tombstone, an old man in a black raincoat remained silent for a long time.

“Wow! ”

Lightning tore the night, reflecting a miserable white face filled with water droplets. It was the former Baby Monk of Management, the patron saint on the Federation Black Front, Director of the Secret Sword Bureau, Lu Zheng!

Lulu was drunk carrying a wood-lacquered food box, opened his raincoat, sat his ass in the mud beneath the pine tree, offered several bowls of small dishes, and poured two very fine tiny wines, filled with yellow clear old wine.

Sprinkle an old glass of wine under the roots of the tree and fill it up again. Lu was drunk, so he “snuck” a sip of wine, “bar" a piece of meat. In the rain, he ate and drank slowly.

Eating and drinking, while gently touching the wrinkled pine, Lu was drunk and soft: “Wife, I've been busy, I can't even look at you. I took the time to cook a few dishes today, you love to eat them. ”

“Time is running out, the fish skin is broken, the red meat is still rotten, and your favorite lychee honey, drink it slowly. ”

“One of the little guys we adopted has grown up. She graduated from Weiming University and is going to go to school. She did a good job in the army and will soon be promoted to company leader. Hairy got married and her husband grows grapefruit. You love to eat grapefruit. Last time she got a special basket, I wanted to bring you some. I forgot to keep it fresh, it's all rotten. Next time, Hairy will bring it to you personally. ”

“Wife... Yesterday, I did one thing. If you knew, you should have scolded me again. You keep saying that I, all day long, for the sake of work, have a fiery temper, red-eyed eyes, and who are you angry with, and those demons, I can't offend you! ”

“I assure you, however, that this time I am neither angry nor trying to avenge you, but I just… do not want to live with the monsters of Wisdom, Optimus, Fuzzy them, their children, their children, and their stinking monsters. ”

“Our children are so weak, so naive, so kind, and living with the children of those naturally ferocious demons, they will lose, they will lose! ”

“Kids don't know shit, they don't want to mess around. We old ladies, we have to keep the gates open, right? ”

“All right, take your time. There's plenty of food. I'm off to work. ”

“In the future... they may not even be able to visit you. It's okay, Weiming and Fur. They will come. Their children, their children's children, will look like 'happy mothers’. ”

“Wait a few more years, quick, maybe a year or two, and I'll come to you. Save the door for me! ”

“Let's go, old lady, let's go! ”

Lu stunned a wrinkly bark and shivered. From the side of his wife's tombstone, he picked a moist mud and stuffed it into his heart along his collar.

As you stand tall, your soft, watery eyes instantly become sharp as eagles, and the forest is cold as a blade!

Covering his heart, he warmed the cold soil to a colder heart, walking deep, shallow feet out of the cemetery.

In the eardrum, there was a shock, a heartbeat, and the call started.

There was no sound across the street, just a cold, icy wheeze.

Lu Zheng: “Yes? ”

A hard voice came from across the street: "Don't play dumb, you know, say it was to assassinate the boneless country * thief of the river and sea currents, why blow up tens of thousands of innocent people! ”

Lu smiled drunk, under the lightning, his teeth sparkled: “You are a soldier. This is war. Where are the undead? ”

Opposite bite: “You crossed the line. ”

Lu: “Yeah, you shot me? ”

Opposite: “I will, after the great success, I will shoot you first, then I will shoot myself, to sacrifice the innocent dead spirit! ”

Lu Jing: “Whatever. ”

He cut off the call and walked to the cemetery door.

“Wow! Wow, wow! ”

A string of lightning bolts, filled with the darkest night skies before dawn, also reflected a dozen statuesque figures dressed in black raincoats at the public entrance.

“Dad!”

“Dad!”

There was a scream or two in the black raincoat: "Grandpa! ”

Lu Li lifted up the bottle and threw it over: “This is your mother's favorite lychee honey. I haven't finished drinking with her. Come on, split it it up! ”

A dozen black raincoats, together in the rain, lifted a glass of wine.

Lu glanced around and suddenly sighed: “Bitter you, follow me on this path of no return. ”

“Cut off the demons, I've lived my whole life, crushed bones, like a gut! ”

A black raincoat shouted.

“Jin slaughtered this big demon head, and Li Yao this little demon head, together, wanted to lead demons into the Federation, so that the mountains and rivers were raging, and the Federation demon wind was raging! This is the end of the national crisis. I'm a Brother. What a fight! ”

Another black raincoat growled.

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

Lu was drunk and laughed and cried, “OK, OK, OK, OK, you are all my good children, all my cousins, Weiwei the good children of the Federation! Drink! ”

Lu was drunk and a dozen black raincoats drank up the leftover liquor, and a dozen liquors smashed a hard granite at the same time. In the heavy rain, eight words of broken gold rock came:

“Kill the country * thief, save the Federation! ”