Chapter 243: The One-Armed Old Man
Chapter 243: The One-Armed Old Man
In the room, in the incense burner in front of the wordless tablet, three incense sticks engraved with golden silk threads are wafting one after another, this fragrance is colorless and light, and only close to the front can you see the incense being lit. net
Sun Lin walked forward slowly, did not care about wiping the incense of the golden silk thread, but naturally took out three pillars of the same incense in the drawer under the tablet, lit it from the flint on one side, and respectfully incense.
"Father, the child is back!" As he spoke, Sun Lin kowtowed.
This wordless tablet is the tablet of Sun Lin's father, because his father can seek the position of leader of the hometown of the soldier for the Sun family, so according to the rules, this tablet after his death will also be a nameless tablet, and he cannot enter the ancestral hall of the soldier family to worship, and can only stay in the room where he lives.
"This incense is the golden silk dragon incense, it can only be used by the descendants of the Sun family, it can be burned for more than ten days after ignition, the incense in the incense burner has permeated the surroundings, obviously this incense has been lit for at least five days or more! I'm curious, who is it exactly? I even came to this room to light incense for my father! Sun Lin looked calmly ahead, not knowing what kind of emotion was in her heart, and whispered.
Everyone in the room knew that this tablet was the tablet of Sun Lin's father, and they all hugged their hands to salute their juniors.
The name of a generation of soldier saints can be obtained by ordinary people, whether it is Lu Bu or Chen Gong, or Chu He, even if they work hard in this life, if they do not have their own theory and practical experience in marching, they are not even qualified to obtain the name of soldier saints.
The name of the soldier saint is after the grandson of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and after Sun Bin carried it forward, it finally reached the extreme, and the famous generals in the world were doubled, but there were very few people who really became the soldier saint, almost within a hundred years, it was rare to become a person.
Woo~!
Just as everyone was listening to Sun Lin tell the name of the soldier saint, a dull sound of flute suddenly floated in the soldier's mound, causing everyone to be startled and hurriedly walked outside.
"This way!"
Lu Bu took the lead, and was the first to walk out of the courtyard, and when he heard the source of the sound, he walked quickly towards the courtyard behind.
After walking four or five courtyards in a row, they came to a martial arts arena, where the gossip of the Nine Palaces appeared, and there were many dummies and sand table terrain in it.
However, in this place, on the two-meter platform on one side, the corpses were lying flat on it, and these corpses had already decomposed, as if it was the cause of the cold winter, so most of the corpses had frozen.
Layer by layer, the people are arranged in an orderly manner, and the clothes of each layer of corpses are of different colors and patterns, which all represent the family inheritance blood of the descendants of the soldiers and saints in the soldiers' mounds.
"Sima, Sun, Bai, Li, Wu, Qi, Lu, Han, Zhang ......" Sun Lin's eyes were misty, looking at the layers of corpses, and his mouth kept chattering.
These corpses were lined up into a mountain of corpses, and the corpse mountain had a total of nearly dozens of layers, and each layer had at least a thousand people.
"The whole soldier's homeland is ten thousand people...... It's all here! Oh my God, what the hell is weishenme? Sun Lin's voice became higher and higher, and she couldn't help but raise her head and shout with tears on her face.
Her voice lingered in the mountains for a long time, and in her memory, in the lively hometown, the back seniors of all the families sat in the same courtyard, practicing war spells with each other, specializing in martial arts and strategies, but now this place has become a real soldier's tomb.
Lu Bu's face was not good-looking, he was used to seeing the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, but he still couldn't imagine what kind of person would do this, and what kind of relationship this person had with the soldiers.
"Draining the corpses like this, it is obvious that the person who killed is extremely familiar with the soldier's hometown, otherwise he would not be so clear!" Chu He pressed his hand on Sun Lin's shoulder and whispered.
He thought that with this arrival, he would be able to meet the legendary sages of the military family for a while, but what he didn't expect was to see a pile of corpses and a dead city-like mound.
"Sister Lin, mourn!" Hongmei hugged Sun Lin's arm, her face was extremely pale, and she said in a panic.
Diao Chan next to him carefully looked at the surrounding environment, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, wanting to find any clues from the surrounding environment.
Not far away, Chen Gong did not go to observe the corpse, but went to the sand table, went to the martial arts arena to walk, between the walks, Chen Gong was constantly shocked by the imprints left by the sages of the soldiers, looking at the lines and strange words in the middle, Chen Gong suddenly saw the secret treasure, the light in his eyes was brighter than the wolf who had been hungry for a long time.
"Amazing, amazing! The military skills of the sages of the military family are extraordinary, and I Chen Gong have never seen such a whimsical battle method...... "Chen Gong refused to miss any place, looked at the traces on the martial arts field, and observed for a long time.
Chu He didn't call Chen Gong, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of remorse in his heart, he should have let Guo Jia come with him, so Guo Jia and Chen Gong realized that maybe after talking, there would be another adventure, and now it can only depend on how much Chen Gong can comprehend.
"The soldiers are mounds, the mountain breeze is curling, and the national clothes are fluttering!"
At this time, a one-armed and unkempt old man dressed in black walked out from behind the gate on the side of the martial arts arena, looked at the people in front of him with burning eyes and asked in a deep voice.
Chu He and the others couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly looked at the old man, while Sun Lin turned his head excitedly, and couldn't help but say aloud: "Heaven and earth, mountains and rivers are plates, and stars are sons!" ”
"The sun and the moon are the best, only the soldiers come out of the saints!"
Then the two said in unison, Sun Lin looked at each other in surprise, stepped forward and took two steps, clasped hands and said, "I don't know which clan my predecessor is from my military family?" ”
"I see that you look very familiar, you must be the queen of the Sun family! It's a pity that Sun Buzheng failed, Sima Qinyuan destroyed your Sun family, leaving you alone, you don't live outside, but what are you doing here? And brought so many foreign generals! The one-armed old man did not answer Sun Lin's words, but told Sun Lin's family history, and then asked with a touch of sadness.
Sun Lin knelt on the ground with a puff, after she was a soldier, she knew that the soldier's hometown was highly hierarchical, and the name of the head of the family was not something ordinary people could call at will.
"The disciple is unwilling and wants to come back to ask for justice for his father! I just didn't expect the times to change...... Dare to ask the seniors, why is this place like this? Sun Lin clasped his hands and kowtowed, and asked the old man.
The old man sighed and did not answer immediately, but looked at Chu He and the others, then nodded slightly, and said softly: "Even the person who has returned should have the right to know, but this secret requires one of you to make a sacrifice to obtain it!" "Kneel and beg to share
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