It's the fourth funeral.

The night was dark, with the lights of the white vertical poles on the bow, and the iron-cyan turbine and anchor pulley strings exuded the smell of industrial metal. The nameplate was filled with foreign words and the Western-style small brass wall clock on the railing of the protective turbine was ringing.

A group of Chinese people surrounded two long wooden tables beside the metal railings of the ship, and two long springboards were built on them, and two bulging white sacks - or shrouds. The bodies of the two young men were placed on them. The night was cold and the blood was cold, especially the funeral was arranged after the ashes for the vampire brides.

People no longer have words, only silence, silence, and suppressed silence.

The prayer of the foreign pastor "in the name of the father and son and the Holy Spirit" was still lukewarm. The holy water was sprinkled on the long mahogany deck and it was not dry yet. The foreign men and women dispersed and did not leave immediately, looking at this place from afar...

"The water burial began." The old captain changed into an old blue-black military dress, and wrote on the sack with a red pen. His palms were old wrinkles, and the brass cufflinks radiated halo under the light, which contrasted with the white linen and cinnabar names - Yang and Lin.

A life that was still alive a moment ago. Faced with foreign humiliation, he waved his sword and shouted in his ears, "Kill foreigners and restore China" and now he has two cold names. There are women in the crowd who are red in their eyes. There are no relatives of two young people here, they are just illegal passengers who are temporarily on board.

But the old captain did not disclose this information, making people think that this was a legal passenger, and he himself once... was such a young man, his blood was not cold.

The boat was moving westward against the current. The cold west wind in the severe winter blew towards us, stirring up white sacks, and the metal on the bow of the boat beat the waves from the river, the sound of water and the cold wind. At this time, the pastor squeezed over and used Breitan: "I can pray for the two pagans, for the sake of their rest for the three noble ladies."

"No!" Liu Qingming refused coldly, and the old captain also politely declined: "No, we will take good care of our young people."

"But they died under the claws of vampires. Without a priest, they would fall into hell after death..." The priest tried to convince the old captain, not understanding why they refused the Lord's favor.

This cursed sentence aroused public anger. Most of the Chinese on board were merchants who relied on foreign trade. Seeing the foreigners behind the priest, they did not dare to offend them, but stood there awkwardly. Liu Qingming, who was two young companions, pushed the priest away: "We do not believe in your God, and we will not go to your hell."

He held one end of the springboard and stroked the foreheads of the two comrades through the sack, curbing tears and moaning. His voice was hoarse at first, and then gradually became cold.

"For twenty years, the government has been in chaos."

"The external troubles are deep, the key is severing, the profit and power are seized, and the division is jeopardized, the people are hanging upside down, and the country is about to perish. Only by seeking talents from heaven and saints from the world!"

"If you have no master to expect, you will be a hero to promote the people's spirit."

"The patriots in China are here now. Even if they are for the saints to drive them away, they will have no regrets to die."

"Now in front of the array!"

As the singing was heard, the old captain took off his military cap, and the crew took off his hats. Ji Lun and others stood solemnly. The foreigners outside stopped and whispered, looking at the funeral of the pagans in a strange way.

Liu Qingming's eyes were red, he raised two springboards, leaned towards the boat's side, and the body bag slid down, whirled in the air, fell into the river, stirring up two high white splashes, and ended the two patriots who sacrificed for the country. No matter how many shortcomings they had in their lifetime, they would go with the wind after their death, leaving only the world that was still broken and unchanged.

The old captain looked sad. He was the older generation's thought of being buried in peace, and he could not change it even if he became the captain: "It's a pity that we old guys are incompetent and have been hitting a wall all their lives, but they have to live and die in blood and die. They can only be buried in the water in a hurry and cannot be buried in the soil."

"Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, why should the loyal souls be buried in Miluo?" Ji Lun said.

Everyone was moved, and Liu Qingming's tears suddenly burst out. He was silent for a moment, bowed deeply to Ji Lun, turned around and left.

"Wait a moment!"

Ji Lun held his shoulder and asked Little Helen to take out a sum of money for the concert the day before yesterday and give it to the other party: "You're welcome, the foreigners are slaughtering it. Keep doing it as the booklet you gave you, don't die easily."

Liu Qingming didn't refuse either. He took a deep look, left a contact address and mark for Ji Lun, and then dived and left alone.

"Shui Cang just now sang the social song of Shenzhou Society!"

"Or the program!"

Wu Shanxia looked at the water traces disappearing at one end of the forest, and she didn't know her former classmates at all. She looked shocked: "Although I have read this information, I didn't take it to heart at that time. I thought... I thought... I thought only the princes could organize their strength."

"No funds, no treatment, and even more dangerous, it is even more likely to be a soldier to pay." The woman's emotional thinking made her think more: "Their death did not even leave a name on the list of deaths. They also have parents. Do you know that one of their children died here?"

"If it is beneficial to the country's life and death, how can it avoid it because of good fortune and misfortune?" Ji Lun watched the flowing water, breathed a sigh of relief, and said for a long time: "Is there any information about it?"

"In the information, the Shenzhou Society has basically nothing to do with the princes. It is a civil organization for young people, advocating martial arts, and its purpose is said to be to expel foreigners and revive China... The branches are all over the country, with about 10,000 or 20,000 members."

The crowd gradually dissipated, and when Ji Lun thought of it, his eyes jumped: "Lu's Gods?"

I just found out that there was a little dragon energy in the young man's body...

Looking up at the moonlight spreading on the shimmering upstream river, I went upstream against the current, and saw the beautiful mountains and rivers. Looking out, it was the sinking of China, the country was difficult, and heroes were created in times of time, and heroes were everywhere...

This world seems familiar, my sister Xiangsi lives here, Little Helen lives here, and I also live here... I have taught Ji Xiangsi, Jiang Shan, Helen's flag-holding officer, Little Helen, Liu Qingming, except Jiang Shan, those who are willing to study hard will make progress, and as long as they do not die, they will have a bright future.

How many heroes are needed to turn the world around?

Are the gods a hero?

Or the seeds of the future?

Judging from this hunting, the world is more complicated, and time is in the early stage of regaining room. How many seeds are needed to target the dark creatures of the great powers?

The times create heroes. As long as the soil is still there, the leeks will be cut one after another, and the hero seeds will continue to surge, but history gives limited time.

The window for the rejuvenation of China is constantly narrowing, and the opportunities for competition between countries and nations will become less and less. The great powers will gradually lay their roots in the world. Once the indigenous people of various continents are freed up and sent to the fortress of China, the forces specifically to kill seeds will become more and more.

"hero?"

"Smart is called heroic, courage is called heroic."

"Save the people from water and fire, and relieve the people from the upside down."

"With this, it is the essence of the race."

"Although I was injured, I couldn't leave any trouble for the seeds of Shenzhou." Ji Lun suddenly covered his mouth and coughed, with bright red in his hands.

Wushan Xiaolu was actually paying attention to Ji Lun silently. She did not have the dilemma of her sister Wu Shanxia. When she heard that Ji Lun wanted to help Liu Qingming, she couldn't help saying: "The doctor said that your body can no longer use magic power, and once you move it, you will lose a little life..."

"Although the divine turtle is alive, it still has its end. The snake rides on the fog and eventually becomes ashes. How long does it take to live in life? It will take 120 years to reach the limit of the Star Bridge?"

Ji Lun shook his head and said, coughing again. Little Helen silently handed him a clean white handkerchief, picked up the little white cat and followed him. The fog spread around the master and apprentice, and the spiritual world superimposed to relieve it, or forcibly suppressed the injury.

"But..." Wu Shanxia shouted: "The other party is a vampire and can suck blood and repair it. If you are injured and cannot be repaired, you will suffer a loss..."

Wu Shanyan held down his two sisters and told them not to speak. Ji Lun decided by himself. Ji Lun's figure fell into a fog and disappeared, and then she sighed.

"Kill Xie Tingshu without hesitation, nor kill the vampire. What is your heart?"

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Beep beep beep beep...beep...beep...

Lieutenant Colonel was walking on the bank of the pond, wearing a straight military uniform, looking at the water surface reflecting the sunlight and falling into deep thought, with only a simple telegram in his hand.

"Jilun clashed with the vampire."

The lieutenant colonel was forty-four years old. His proud muscles when he was young had loosened and his belly was bulging. He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this - he was the project leader who was responsible for Jilun.

"What are the confusions of the general everywhere?" A few minutes ago, the general who was handling the documents appeared with a strange expression, as if he was familiar or unbelievable.

The general asked, "Are you sure he is only nineteen?"

"I've been in the hospital and base before?"

The Lieutenant Colonel determined that the general was not confused by the conflict between Ji Lun and the vampire. The empire was in chaos, and countless people continued to do so. No matter how many sacrifices it was, it was considered normal.

"Then, why is the general confused and why is it strange?"

This is the confusion of the lieutenant colonel.

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In the fog, Little Helen followed closely, the road disappeared, the leaves became denser, and the weeds were higher than their knees, and every step was difficult.

Before my eyes, it seemed to have turned into a wilderness. Ji Lun seemed to hear some kind of primitive roar from the wilderness - is this my own illusion?

Ji Lun was covered with armor, and then he saw clearly that he was holding a saber. The saber was shiny, and his handguards were cast from fine gold, with brass on the outside, and the scabbard was engraved with dragon patterns.

It's the lieutenant's saber.

Ji Lun continued to move forward, and light shone through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves. His eyes suddenly became clear. Little Helen and Ji Lun stood side by side on a cliff.

"ah……"

Little Helen's eyes widened. The bright moon she saw was absurdly big and a little weird.

Suddenly, Ji Lun realized something: "Our pursuit has truly come into contact with the mysterious power of a foreign country!"

Once you have this enlightenment, the fog has not dissipated, but it has become thicker and thicker. However, the mountains and forests and bright moon in front of you have disappeared in an instant, and slowly unfolds, and it is still the familiar countryside on the other side of the shore.

"Haha, we are close."
Chapter completed!