Bulwark of Light

Chapter 137 Mourning
"It is indeed a good abacus."

Gu Shen thought silently in his heart.

The advancement of the bill involved too many people.

It has to be said that Zhao Xilai, the fisherman behind the fishing scene, is the real foresight old fox. As an old bone half buried in the soil, he can calm down and wait for the fight between the heroes and gods of all parties to end, and then wait for Nagano City to show himself The final attitude... wait until the variables settle, and then try to see each other in the end, and make moves slowly.

The "New World" on the ninth floor of the underground is full of splendor, and there are ghosts sitting in the town. Waiting for the finalization of the matter of candidate councilors, the implementation of the Awakening Act should be a certainty.

"I have a question……"

Gu Shen sat across from Tsukagi, looking at that sullen and withered cheek, and asked, "You...why would you advocate the implementation of the bill?"

Xing Yun smiled silently.

He looked at Cui Zhongzhong, who was still smiling as he watched from the sidelines.

Xing Yun could only shrug his shoulders, and said perfunctorily: "It seems that you have heard of the reputation of 'Tomb Ghost', then you should also know what good things I have done. I have offended so many people because of the Qingzuka Act. Boss, I have no choice but to run away. It just so happens that Mr. Zhao is willing to take me in. The sky is big and the earth is big, and only the colorful underground of Dadu can accommodate me. I have no choice but to repay..."

Speaking of this, he raised his head thoughtfully, looked at Cui Zhongzhong, and said with a slight smile: "I can only be a cow and a horse to promise with my body."

Gu Shen: "..."

Cui Zhongzhong: "..."

Mr. Cui rubbed the space between his brows, "Tomb Ghost has a bad reputation outside, it's true, there are very few people who are capable and dare to take them in."

"Helping Nagano City implement the 'Kyotsuka' Act...Why did it end up like this?"

Gu Shen was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that the implementation of the Kiyotsuka Act helped Nagano Castle to establish an extremely solid detached position.

"Because Gu Changzhi is still asleep."

Tsuka Oni spoke lightly, too lazy to play tricks and riddles with the immature little guy in front of him, "And many people don't want him to fall asleep, and many people don't want him to wake up... Maybe you won't understand until you grow up a bit." , everything in the world is divided into pros and cons, so no matter what you do with some things, it will hinder another group of people."

"There are actually two kinds of people who don't want Gu Changzhi to 'fall asleep'."

Cui Zhongzhong explained for Zhong Gui, saying: "One is to hope that he wakes up, and the other is..."

"I hope that he will die completely." Gu Shen said, he vaguely understood the impact of the tomb ghost's Qingzuo law.

"I told those who supported the bill in Nagano City that as long as Kiyotsuka was established and the extraordinary source condensed, Gu Changzhi could be revived, but I never expected that under thousands of resistance, the Kiyotsuka Act was successfully implemented. Gu Changzhi Still sleeping..."

Zuka Gui sat alone among the mountains and seas of manuscripts, with a lonely look on his brows.

"These people expended a lot of energy, hoping that Gu Changzhi would wake up, and finally only waited for a loneliness. In a sense, the Kiyotsuka Act failed for them, and all their efforts were in vain. They thought I was A liar."

"Not to mention the other group of people. If there is no Qingzuka, Gu Changzhi may have died... But as long as there is still one day left, he has the signs of life and mental fluctuations, then those who want Gu Changzhi to die will not Dare to show up, dare not make a sound. They hide underground, they hate Kiyotsuka, and they hate me who proposed the bill."

Tsuka Oni spread his palms, seemingly mocking himself, but actually smiled indifferently: "Look... I'm such a genius, a Kiyotsuka Act successfully made people on both sides hate me at the same time."

It is indeed... a ghost.

Gu Shen fell into silence.

"You're a funny guy because no one ever asks me why I do these things."

"Also... a question like 'why', how many people would care?"

"In fact... the Kiyotsuka Act was implemented, because I really want to see Gu Changzhi wake up."

Xing Yun picked up the piece of paper that fell to the ground, flicked it lightly, and said loudly, "Just as I really want to see...the new world comes."

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In the old city of Dadu, there is a small remote barren hill in the northern suburbs.

This is actually a cemetery that few people would visit. At the foot of the mountain, there is only a boxy and inferior iron fence. The gravekeeper said... because no one will come to this cemetery, including the descendants of the old guys buried here.

As long as the mess is not too miserable, the tomb after death will not be buried in such a place.

Most of them have specially established cemetery scenic spots, with beautiful scenery and fresh air. The positions of the tombstones in the cemetery are of different grades, and the prices are clearly marked. Some are expensive and some are cheap. We are going to buy a place here after all.

In this era, there are too few people buried in the wilderness.

These are some "disrespectful" people.

Those who come here to sacrifice will probably be labeled as "disrespectful".

And just today, a pitch-black Phantom drove steadily towards the barren hills in the northern outskirts of the old city. The vehicle stopped. The driver, Crow, was wearing a black suit and opened the car door solemnly.

The lady in a white dress slowly got out of the car.

She stopped Song Yingji from opening the parasol for herself, the morning sun was not strong, the weeds on the barren hills shook their heads, and there were fine grains of dew sticking to them.

The two of them walked slowly up the mountain.

On this old barren hill, there is a tattered wooden tablet, and it is buried with those who died without names...

On the way up the mountain, Crow couldn't help but recall the smiling face of old Lu before he was alive. He suddenly felt a little sad. In fact, many years after Lao Lu's death, he didn't understand why such a rich and powerful guy made a will. Do you want to bury yourself in such a remote and desolate place after death?

"Wow--"

"Wow--"

Set foot on the mountain road and walked for a while.

Suddenly, a crow screamed overhead.

The black shadow of the crow flitted across the gaps between the branches and leaves above the small barren mountain, Lu Nanzhi frowned slightly, while the crow was surprised, with a vague premonition in his heart...

The two of them quickened their pace in unison.

After reaching the top of the mountain.

The crow and the lady watched the scene in front of them in silence:
The old mountain steps are fragmented, and the steps are covered with withered and yellow leaves.

The top of the mountain is even more covered with dead leaves, a bleak and cold autumn, full of desolation.But the most central place, in front of the wooden tablet with the words "the unknown man, Lu Cheng", was completely cleaned by someone.

The long knife scabbards used for cleaning are placed and stacked in front of the stele.

Incense is still burning in front of the stele, spreading with the wind.

A red-haired woman in a trench coat knelt in front of the stele with her eyes closed.

Lu Nanjin clasped his hands together, mourning softly for his father.

(End of this chapter)