Tamer: I build my home on the back of Xuanwu

1140: Martyrs Cemetery? (1 more)

Haixidi had a rest today and woke up early, and the melodious bell rang in his ears when he went downstairs.

Dong dong dong

The bell rang seven times in total, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased.

Twelve days have passed since the tide of virtual ghosts, Xuanwu City has returned to calm, and the city residents have returned to their old rhythm of life.

Most of the city residents go out at seven o'clock, go to the bun shop to buy buns, or to buy baked sweet potatoes for breakfast, then buy a newspaper to read on the way, and then take a carriage to go to work in a workshop in the outer city.

The same is true for Haixidi. Although she doesn't go to work today, she has formed a habit. She bought two big meat buns first, and took a bite to leave a mouthful of fragrance.

"No matter what you eat, you won't get tired of it." Hexidi sighed in admiration.

Since she left Yaotian, her life has become much better. She doesn't have to worry about being discovered by people in Xuanwu City, and she can live a good life.

Hexidi finished a big meat bun in a few bites, and walked towards the newsstand with another bite.

Five minutes later, she walked out of the crowd with today's newly published newspaper, and walked towards the carriage platform while reading it.

She wanted to go to the commercial area of ​​the outer city, and look at the traces left by the city defense army after resisting the tide of virtual ghosts.

Haixidi unfolded the newspaper, paused in his steps, and his attention was attracted by the contents of the newspaper.

Today's newspaper is different from previous newspapers, two pages

!one!

Most of the pages are text, and the rest are pictures.

"This is..." Haixidi's fingers trembled, and the pupils of his eyes dilated.

Looking at those pictures, she recognized that the contents were Shanhai Pass and the city wall, and besides that, there were ghosts overwhelming the sky.

"Remember the history, the steel body behind the beautiful life." This is the headline of today's newspaper.

Hexidi lowered his head and read the newspaper carefully from the beginning.

At the beginning of the newspaper, a few words introduced the relationship between Blood Moon and Void Ghosts, and mentioned the city lord's preparations to deal with the tide of Void Ghosts.

It also mentioned underground air-raid shelters, storage of various materials and other work.

Haixidi's heart was shaken, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Behind our safe survival, there are so many things that happened

clang clang clang??

The hurried bell rang, and the carriage to the business district stopped at the platform and was ready to leave.

"The carriage is here." Haixidi came back to his senses, and planned to get on the carriage before continuing to read the newspaper.

It takes three hours to drive from the inner city to the outer city business district, and newspapers are just enough to pass the time.

Haixidi stuffed the basalt coins into the coin box, bent down into the compartment, and sat down by the window.

Most of the carriages were full, and everyone held newspapers in their hands, burying their heads in reading carefully.

It was very quiet in the carriage today, everyone remained silent, only the sound of newspapers being flipped.

Not long after, the carriage moved and sped along the main road of the inner city.

Hai Xidi continued to read the newspaper, the blood moon came, the wave of virtual ghosts broke out, and thousands of virtual ghosts appeared, attacking Xuanwu City from all directions.

The contents of the newspaper mainly described the situation of Shanhaiguan facing the tide of virtual ghosts, and there were a few colorful pictures.

In order to print these colorful photos, the printing workshop wasted a lot of effort and tried for three or four days, but the results were not satisfactory.

In the end, Yi Liyi still went to find Liuli Beast, and made several templates based on the photos Wanbai took during the ghost tide, and printed and colored them in batches.

The process was complicated, so the printing workshop had to prepare for another five days before printing enough newspapers, which were successfully put on sale today.

Looking at the colorful photos, Haixidi felt chest tightness inexplicably, feeling like he couldn't breathe.

Photos can empathize more than words, especially those bloody photos, which make people short of breath.

The photo is accompanied by a text description, as if pulling people to the old battlefield, and seeing the scene of the virtual ghost tide attacking Xuanwu City with their own eyes.

In the carriage, some passengers' eyes were red and their breathing became short of breath.

"So many things happened in Shanhaiguan when we were hiding underground."

The woman sitting in the corner of the carriage sobbed softly.

The young man in his early twenties bowed his head in shame: "Yeah, I don't even know if I don't read the newspaper. I'm still dissatisfied in the air-raid shelter. I'm so ignorant."

"Me too. I still complain that the city lord is making a big fuss. Now it seems that it's all for our own good."

"I've decided, I'm going to be a soldier tomorrow!!"

In the carriage, the passengers expressed their feelings, some were ashamed, some were moved.

Hai Xidi bit her lower lip, and read the rest of the newspaper.

"The tide of virtual ghosts lasted for four days, and Shanhaiguan faced a total of 32 waves of virtual ghosts, large and small.

"On the first day, the city defense army lost 120 people! On the second day, the city defense army lost...

ask for flowers

"In this wave of virtual ghosts, a total of 920 casualties were caused by the city defense army, and [-] people died, and the seriously injured

!i!

32 people,

210 two people are disabled..."

Haixidi's fingers were all white, and the shocking photos in the newspaper, and the string of numbers, were all stimulating her nerves.There was still silence in the carriage, but the image of the City Defense Army grew taller in their hearts.

"Woooooo..." In the carriage, the old man with gray beard cried bitterly.

Hai Xidi was stunned, and quickly asked with concern: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man said with tears in his eyes: "My son fell on the city wall, but I am proud of him!"

Haixidi felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, she opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.

0 ....

"Old man, your son is a hero!" others praised.

"Do not."

The old man shook his head vigorously, and his voice was hoarse but serious: "Not only my son, but all the city defense troops are heroes. Only with them can we have a stable life now."

"Yes, all the city defense forces are heroes." Everyone nodded vigorously.

Hai Xidi asked curiously: "Old man, are you going to work?"

"No, I'm going to see my son." The old man shook his head, holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms.

"How many sons do you have?" Hesidy asked in surprise.

"One." The old man's eyes dimmed.

Haixidi was stunned, her voice trembling slightly: "Who will take care of you after that?"

His only son died in Shanhaiguan, the old man is not young anymore.

"Go to the nursing home. The clerk personally told me that he will take care of me until I am buried."

The old man sighed:

"The city lord is really a good person.

"So it's like this..." Hexidi was stunned.

The old man sighed again: "There is still a pension, enough for me.

"No, you only have one son, and he died here..." Hexidi didn't finish speaking, feeling impolite,

She said in words: "Then you just said to see your son, who is it?"

The old man gestured to the bouquet in his hand and explained:

"The city lord built the martyr's mausoleum in the outer city

I went to send flowers to my son. "

"The Cemetery of the Martyrs?" Haixidi murmured softly.

ps: [1 update]: The second update of the positive code.Ten thousand.

1141: Their contributions should always be remembered. (2 more)

knock knock knock???

"Mu Liang." Li Yue knocked on the study door.

"Come in." Mu Liang's calm voice came out.

Li Yue pushes the door open and enters, and sees Mu Liang Zhengping raising his hand, Yao Er and Xiaomi are waiting for him to change his clothes.

Mu Liang is wearing a black and white suit today, the skirt is white, and the robe is black, decorated with white and gray dragon patterns.

Li Yue said softly, "Mu Liang, the carriage is ready."

"Okay." Mu Liang looked at Li Yue.

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The silver-haired girl is still wearing the ghost armor, but there is a black cloak on the back, and a black ribbon is tied to the helmet, which is made of black-dyed spider silk.

Tread Tread???

DQ

Yueqinlan and Huxian also came. They were dressed similarly, wearing long black dresses.

Yue Qinlan asked elegantly: "Are you ready?"

"Okay." Xiaomi fastened her belt and smoothed out the folds of her skirt.

"Four Nine Zero, let's go." Mu Liang put down his hands.

He is going to the Martyrs Cemetery today to mourn the city defense soldiers who died at Shanhaiguan Pass, which is why everyone is wearing black clothes.The Martyrs Cemetery was built five days ago, and the location is just outside the city.

Yue Qinlan took Mu Liang's hand and asked curiously, "Mu Liang, why are you wearing black?"

"In my hometown, when mourning and paying homage to the dead, wearing black is a sign of respect." Mu Liang found an easy-to-understand reason.

"So that's the case." Yue Qinlan nodded slowly.

Hu Immortal suggested: "I think we can continue this custom, write it in the newspaper, and let the city people know about it."

"Yes, yes." Mu Liang nodded.

Yue Qinlan nodded and said, "I'll notify Yi Liyi when the condolences come back."

"En." Mu Liang walked out of the palace, a carriage was parked in the square, and the highland guards were waiting on both sides, also wearing black cloaks.

He got into the carriage silently, and Yue Qinlan, Hu Xian and others hurriedly followed.

Xiaomi and Yun Xin sat outside the carriage and closed the carriage door behind their backs.

"Let's go!" Yueqinlan's elegant voice came out.

Aww???

The moon wolves howled, pulled the carriage and galloped towards the high ground.