Grave Robber: Go crazy!You call this going to the grave?

The darkness has been illuminated by fire, and looking around, a cluster of flames appeared in all directions.

The pattern of the flame was exactly the same as the fire that Ye Cheng had seen coming out of the hearts of those people.

For some reason, four words suddenly appeared in Ye Cheng's mind:
Thousands of lights.

Dense flames suspended in the air, illuminating the grass and the ceiling.

One after another, complex patterns are carved on the ceiling, which looks quite familiar.

The hemp robe worn by the great mage has a similar pattern.

Ye Cheng walked among the flames one after another, occasionally reaching out to touch them.

Countless wills are transmitted, and some people's wills have been incomplete, but there is Shennong's existence.

Gratitude.

Shennong left these people's hearts in this area, as if he had put a phonograph of the times here.

Every cluster of flames represents a fresh life.

Ling Ran followed Ye Cheng silently without saying a word.

She knew that something must have happened to Ye Cheng in just a few seconds.

However, if Ye Cheng didn't say anything, she didn't ask.

Along the way, Ye Cheng stood in front of a cluster of flames, and suddenly said:
"You said, would the ancestors know about today's prosperity?"

Ling Ran was taken aback.

She thought very seriously for a long time before she said:
"If there is reincarnation, who knows where they are enjoying happiness?"

"But no matter what happens in the world, it is bitter."

"If you want to come to some ancestors who have made great achievements, even if you reincarnate, you will go to the sky to be a god."

Ye Cheng touched the cluster of flames in front of him with a very calm expression.

This flame belongs to Zhao Niang.

He couldn't help but wonder, when Zhao Niang sacrificed, did she pretend to be Xiaobao in her heart?
Afraid that Xiaobao will have a bad life, afraid that Xiaobao will be cold and hungry.

I am afraid that Xiaobao will miss his mother.

But such a great mother finally entrusted Xiaobao to the two closest people.

Shen Nong and Bai Qing.

Then go to die resolutely.

Ye Cheng didn't even know what these people were thinking when they closed their eyes and sacrificed.
Are those hastily passing wills their last thoughts?

The couple who clasped their hands, are they reunited now?

It's no exaggeration to call these people martyrs.

They knew that Shennong had the ability to turn the tide, and gave up his life for the entire ethnic group.

But the result is always ambiguous, just like the war a hundred years ago, no one will know that the final result is victory.

Will continue to "send death" one after another.

Ye Cheng even felt that he was a little hypocritical at the moment, but these thoughts would pop up involuntarily.

"Yes."

After a long time, Ye Chengcai breathed out slowly and said these two words.

"The world is so hard, but they are still working hard to live."

……

The wind and sand filled the sky.

Gong Shuqing had recovered from his previous state, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

Gong Shulan kept walking in this desert without saying a word.

Gong Shuqing was suddenly confused about what he was thinking, and before that, Gong Shulan would have quit.

At this moment, Gong Shulan seemed to be a different person.

The scorching sun was covered by the sand all over the sky, and Gong Shulan walked for a long time before slowly stopping.

"What is that Ye Cheng called? Did he teach you how to distinguish illusions?"

Gong Shulan's impatient voice sounded, Gong Shuqing smiled, and took out a piece of red candle casually.

He struggled to light the red candle, and the flame was burning normally without any sign of dislocation.

"It's real here."

Gong Shuqing said calmly as if there was no accident, and Gong Shulan scratched his hair annoyed.

Things were a little out of his control, which annoyed him.

However, without everyone knowing, a young man who looked no older than seventeen broke into the tomb.

The corpse man glanced at him and saw that the man was of Chinese blood, so he lay quietly on the ground and pretended to be dead.

The boy went straight to the location of the Wanli Mountains and Rivers Map. He obviously closed his eyes tightly, but he walked with a perfect score.

"There must be someone here, come out!"

The boy shouted impatiently, and his voice echoed everywhere in the tomb.

The voice of the unknown old man came out:
"Where did the little doll come from? She doesn't know manners at all."

The young man didn't seem to care about Wuming's evaluation at all, he snorted coldly and said:

"Throw me to Gongshuqing, I want to find him."

Hearing these words, the Wuming old man opened his eyes in the picture and sighed softly.

"Forget it, what should come will eventually come..."

As he said that, the Wuming old man unfolded the scroll, and an invisible force directly threw the boy into it.

"Little baby, if you don't have manners, you will suffer. Don't blame the old man for not knowing how to do it!"

The boy fell headlong into the sand, and after struggling to get out, it took him a long time to finish the sand.

He didn't care about the revenge of the unknown old man, but fumbled for a long time and found a compass.

The compass was rarely used. He fumbled to confirm the direction, and finally strode towards the north.

At this moment, Gong Shuqing, who didn't know that someone had come to him, looked at Gong Shulan flatly on the organ bird.

Gong Shulan found out that the compass could work, but he couldn't make sense of it all.

It is useless to know where north is, just as one has not set a final location.

"It's normal to not be able to tell the direction in the wind and sand, and we can't determine the final destination."

Gong Shuqing said lightly, looking at the compass, a little sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"When you are not sure where to go, just set a direction and keep going there."

"The desert is not without borders, and there is always a way out."

Gong Shulan threw the compass directly into his hand, and said impatiently:

"Then you set the direction, I won't take the blame."

Gongshuqing looked down at the compass, and walked towards the north unswervingly.

He didn't know why he chose the north side, and he always felt that he would encounter some interesting things.

……

"No, your Li family will send that little blind man there?"

Gongshu Yunqi hammered the table, and his voice was distorted:
"When the time comes, lose three, I'll see what you do!"

The voice on the phone was careless, and it sounded like Gong Shuyi:

"It's just a marginal child of the Li family. He will die when he dies."

"He does have something, maybe he can bring it back to your son."

"It's done, this is the last favor, you and I will be clear from now on."

Gong Shuyun wanted to say more, but the other party put down the phone first.

For the first time in his life, Gong Shuyun felt that he could no longer be a wimp.

The life and death of the two sons are unknown, and they can't find anyone to ask for, and their connections are extremely poor.

It's no wonder that the public loser made Gongshu Yi the patriarch at the beginning.

Just when Gongshu Yunqi was about to explode, a phone call came in.

The word Ling was displayed on the phone, and his furious mood suddenly calmed down.

As if, the word is omnipotent.