Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 497 Leaving
Finally, the newborn succession buried the ashes of the old man under the three steles.

"This time the old guy is really dead! I also think that maybe one day he will jump out again, and then point at my nose and laugh at me, saying that he has fooled me again."

Hawks put his arms around his waist from behind, and comforted him softly: "It will all pass!"

Everything will pass, whether it is such a long life, or the grief of this moment.

Suddenly, the first-generation succession thought that Hawkes had said it very well.

Then, he tried his best to cheer up, and then looked at the third stele, saying: "The first stele belongs to the first emperor, the second one belongs to Zixia, then the third one belongs to me. But, on this stele Nothing."

Yes, there are three steles here, but the third one is as smooth as a mirror, without any content.

Hawkes buried his head on his broad back, and said, "That may tell you that there is no real destiny in this world, everything is a person's own choice."

Just like the first emperor chose to leave the generals to himself, just like Zixia chose to forge a sword with himself, just like the newborn Helan chose to lose his way and realize his rebellion.All of this is fate, a fate recognized by oneself.The first succession reminds me of the Taoist priest in Yunnan who said that he was hit by a peach blossom. He once talked to himself about the pilgrims in their gymnasium.

There are many pilgrims in the gymnasium who come to tell fortunes. If you tell them good things, they will believe you.If you say that they have a bloody disaster, each of them will act as if their fate is up to me, and they will all be extremely arrogant.

But from the perspective of primary succession, people should be like this.

Only the fate recognized by oneself has the value of obeying.This year's newborn succession is close to 30 years old, and naturally knows the vastness and unknowability of fate, and its irresistibility.But if people don't have the spirit of fighting for the future and fighting against misfortune, how is it different from the walking dead?

The first-born succession said: "My father is a great man!"

Hawkes also nodded, saying: "He is not as mediocre as he thinks, he is indeed a remarkable person."

The first-born succession pulled out the rebel of fate in his hand, and then chopped it off with a single knife.

The sky full of swords was like a black tsunami, completely shattering the entire cliff, and also obliterating the three stone tablets on the cliff.

First born succession put down the blade, and then opened the last thing left by Zi Xia, a 1.6-meter-long box.Inside the box, lay a black knife and a transparent disk quietly.Of course the black knife is the reforged star, but I don't know what the disc is, but it is worth Zixia's protection for thousands of years, and it must not be a simple thing.

The newborn succession picked up the disc, looked at the words on it, and said, "This is obviously a creation of Sigma, do you know what it is?"

Hawkes shook his head, and said, "This is indeed a Sigma text, but I don't know what it is."

The first-born successor sighed, and said, "Forget it, since it's over, let's go."

Originally, he just wanted to show Hawkes to Zixia, but he didn't expect so many things to happen afterwards.The first-born succession also knows that Zixia is seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence, and it is not anyone's fault.

Whether it is the first emperor or Zixia, this pair of old things is indeed a remarkable person.

The grievances between the Chen family and the Yang family are over, and Shihuang and Zixia are no longer in this world. Only this world where they were born is still leisurely continuing their own stories.The clouds and mists in Huangshan's charming eyes are still swaying, and the pines and cypresses on the cliffs, like the bamboo forests, are completely dead.

But how is this withered appearance not another manifestation of life?
Death, demise, annihilation, this is an irreversible part of the world's laws.

As for Zixia and Shihuang, they just lived longer than ordinary people.In front of the boundless and endless time, the difference between myself and them is just two days earlier and two days later.

"Yang Lie, why are you still standing there? We're going down the mountain!"

After reading the old man's letter to Chen Feng, Yang Lie sat in front of that grass, silent.

It wasn't until the new generation called him that Yang Lie mentioned his salute and walked down the mountain with them.

"Did the ancestor really go?"

Chusheng Succession nodded and said, "I told you, he didn't die because of you, so you don't need to blame yourself."

Yang Lie looked up at the clouds flying in the mountains, and suddenly remembered many things.I thought of going up the mountain since I was a child, of learning swords with my ancestors, and of the disasters I caused, and the ancestors came to protect me.All along, the ancestors are the people he respects the most, and it can even be said that they are better than his own parents.

Yang Lie felt that something was blocked in his heart, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't find a suitable language to express it.In the end, he just put all these aside, and said to the first generation: "Where are we going?"

The newborn succession said: "Let's go home!"

"Where is home?"

"A new country in Eastern Europe, the Buda Palace."

Yang Lie sighed and sighed, and the first generation was also silent, and the two walked down the mountain like this.Huaguo is at the end, Huangshan is at the end, now I really don't know where is my home.The famous mountain is surrounded by immortal energy, desolate and cold, and the group left here, never to return.

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Feng was facing many survivors alone.His physical injuries eased a little, so he came here, ready to take all these survivors away.

Because Zixia was on this mountain, the virus army did not dare to approach. Now that Zixia is dead, this place is no longer safe.

"The old fairy on the mountain is dead, now it's not safe here, you all go with me! I will take you out alive!"

"Why should we trust you?"

"That's right, it's been very safe here, how do we know what you said is true?"

People always like to be content with the status quo, which is not surprising, Chen Feng is already prepared.

"Why don't we stay here for one night first, and you can see it."

At night, as Chen Feng said, a large number of zombies appeared here.Fortunately, the survivors living here are all capable of fighting. With the help of Chen Feng, the people wiped out the sporadic zombies.

Afterwards, people naturally believed what Chen Feng said, and seeing his great strength, they regarded him as the leader of everyone.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Feng changed into clean clothes, tied his messy hair behind his head, and embarked on a journey.Today's Chen Feng is that yesterday's Chen Feng, a gentleman, a benevolent man and a man of lofty ideals.

He turned his head to look at the mountain peak behind him, there was a thatched hut standing abruptly on the hill, like a tombstone on the head of a grave.

(End of this chapter)