Chapter 644

"Salute!"

Facing the northwest, Li Zi saluted with his legs raised.

He was the only one to salute, but he waved with a touch of overwhelming Xiao Sha Qi.

It was as if there were rows and rows of invisible soldiers standing in the deep early winter morning and night behind him.

He saluted because pan Longyu told him that the dragon head was gone. Give him a military gift for me. It can be regarded as seeing him off.

When pan Longyu said this sentence, his tone was very indifferent, just like saying a very common thing.

But when the plum saluted, the solemn expression on his face was like when the national anthem was played and the red flag was rising.

Li Zi knows better than many people how much sacrifice Longtou has made to this country, how much his death has affected a certain pattern, and how many big people will sit in his study and look at the northwest in silence after learning that he died tonight.

After finishing that sentence, pan Longyu was also silent for a long time, looking up at the night sky in the early morning of the northwest.

The night sky over there is very rare and pure, so it looks particularly bright.

It was so bright that even plums could clearly see that a meteor once swayed its long tail and fell from the depths of the star sea.

Tonight, a star falls.

When plum thought of these six words, he slowly put down his holding right hand and looked at Pan Longyu.

Pan Longyu still looked over there and didn't move.

Through the starlight, Li Zi could see that Mr. Pan's Shoumei was constantly jumping, which proved that although Gu jingbubo was on the surface, he was in a mess.

This is the main reason why pan Longyu is upset.

"Alas -- you are wrong, I am wrong, we are all wrong."

After a long time, pan Longyu sighed gently, bowed his head and turned to look at the plum.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Pan?"

The plum lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Instead, you're right."

Pan Longyu spoke.

But plum couldn't understand what he said; Am I right?

What am I right about?

When did I get it right?

"It's not God's will that moves around, but man-made. The man said he couldn't die, he couldn't die -- all of us ignored her and the invisible relationship that only she could have with him. Unfortunately, it's a little late, too late. "

Pan Long murmured and staggered to the door.

Plum hurried up and thought: who is that man?

It's Guo Yiqin.

When he saw a black cross-country car, raising a string of yellow dragons (dust) that could not be covered by the night, ignoring hundreds of soldiers raising their hands to salute on both sides of the road, he arrogantly pressed the horn and roared. Chen Duanyu squeezed the long knife in his hand, and his tears were covered by the cold awn in his eyes.

At this time, no one is qualified to be so arrogant when Longtou just died, even if Guo Yiqin came down from the car and was the expressly designated successor of Longtou.

Qin picked flowers, held Chen Duanyu's hand and shook his head slowly.

Tieliao took an oblique step and stood in front of her. He looked at Guo Yiqin blandly and said faintly, "the dragon head has just left. Your noise is too big and will disturb him."

Guo Yiqin stopped, smiled with his eyes facing the sky, and asked softly, "if people can be disturbed after death, how can there be dead people in the world?"

Crash -- several neat and uniform pistol safes were opened from the hands of soldiers on both sides of the road.

Hundreds of soldiers from different departments may not know each other because of their responsibilities, but this does not prevent them from being selected by the leader. They can go through fire and water without frowning with the old man's order.

Now, as soon as their respected old man died, someone spoke nonsense in front of him. This is absolutely a humiliation to all the hot-blooded soldiers present. It must be washed with blood.

"My name is Guo, and my name is Guo Yiqin."

Just like not seeing the angry soldiers' movements, Guo Yiqin just looked at iron Liao and asked smilingly: "old fellow iron, have you not heard of my name?"

Just like the murderous spirit of unseen waves, Youdi disappeared with Guo Yiqin's self introduction.

Guo Yiqin was the designated successor of Longtou.

After the death of the dragon head, Guo Yiqin became the direct leader of everyone on the scene. With only one order - even if they were asked to jump off the cliff, they had to jump down without looking back.

Because they are soldiers.

Obeying orders is the bounden duty of soldiers, and no one is allowed to have the slightest disrespect for those who issue orders.

Tieliao's gills beat hard for a few times. Before saying anything, Guo Yiqin said coldly: "anyone who has an opinion on me or doubts the order of the faucet can quit. I will never stop anyone."

The scene was silent.

"Since no one wants to quit, you have to see my face and remember my name."

Guo Yiqin, standing under the bright lights, nodded with satisfaction, turned and pointed to his face and said slowly, "I can see and hear clearly. I don't want anyone to be a little hostile to me next time."

"I'll go."

Before Guo Yiqin's voice fell, Qin picked flowers and stepped out from behind tieliao. His face said calmly.

Chen Duanyu was stunned and just opened her mouth to say something. Qin picked flowers but smiled at her and said, "you stay. Because you are calmer and more rational than me. "

Qin Caihua is right. Chen Duanyu is indeed more rational and calm than him, but this is by no means the reason why he wants to leave, but she has to stay, because they are not only comrades in arms, but also lovers.

Now the lover is leaving. Even if Chen Duanyu is calm and rational, how can she stay alone?

"I --"

Chen duanyugang said a word, but when he saw Qin picking flowers with his back to Guo Yiqin, his left eye narrowed quickly at her. He had no time to think about anything else, so he said hoarsely, "I'll stay."

Guo Yiqin picked his eyebrows, smiled, glanced at everyone again and asked, "who else is going to leave?"

No one spoke, no one left.

"Good, good, Qin picked flowers. You can go."

Guo Yiqin nodded and looked at Qin picking flowers. As soon as he received his smile, he said faintly, "people can go and leave the knife."

Qin picked flowers and jerked at the corners of his eyes, his cheeks bulging.

Angry.

Guo Yiqin didn't care. He calmly looked at his angry eyes and said again, "knife, you must stay."

Qin Jiehua's Adam's Apple moved slowly, and his clenched left hand slowly opened: "OK, leave the knife."

A long knife with a blade like water was raised by Qin Caihua's hands and placed in front of Guo Yiqin.

His respectful move was not for Guo Yiqin, but for the knife.

"Good Dao, really good Dao. Such a good knife has been wronged after staying in the hands of people who shouldn't have it for so many years. "

Guo Yiqin silk did not hide the greedy look in her eyes. She also raised her hands. After receiving the Kunlun Mo Dao, the three fingers of her left hand slowly wiped out on the blade. She didn't care about the sarcasm about Qin picking flowers.

If it is at ordinary times, in addition to the dragon head, even Qin Jiehua's own father will draw a knife at him if he dares to say so--

It's strange that he didn't get angry now. He just laughed at himself: "yes, you're right. I'm the least useful of the seven killers. God has taken care of me for many years."

With these words, Qin picked flowers and turned away without a moment's hesitation.

Soon, his lonely and thin back disappeared into the sight of everyone.

"Now, I am the owner of this knife. Does anyone disagree?"

Guo Yiqin didn't care where Qin picked the flowers, but raised his knife in one hand and turned slowly.

No one spoke, including tie Liao and Chen Duanyu.

Guo Yiqin smiled, turned his wrist, hid his knife behind his right elbow and strode to the gate of the hospital.

The yard is quiet.

It's quiet and scary.

Under the starlight, there is a cane chair.

On the rattan chair lay an old man who had long lost his life.

The old man's face was covered with a black silk scarf.

One corner of the black silk scarf is embroidered with a white Bi Ti Bi'An flower.

"Now, I am the owner of this knife. Do you agree?"

Guo Yiqin went to the rattan chair, looked at the dragon head who would never speak again, raised his knife and repeated what he had asked tieliao and others.

The faucet wouldn't answer. He just lay there quietly with a black scarf on his face.

"If you don't speak, you agree."

Guo Yiqin stared at the faucet for a long time, and his right hand shook violently.

Under the shining light of the knife, the black silk scarf covered on the faucet's face was picked up by the tip of the knife and flew in the air.

The knife light suddenly went out, and the scarf was still flying in the air with the wind -- but it turned into dozens of hundreds, just like a black little moth, which was blown over the courtyard wall by the wind, and countless elves disappeared in the night.

"Your whole life has been a tragedy. You are too tired. Have a good sleep. "

Guo Yiqin looked at the dragon head's face. After a moment, he turned and walked to the gate of the hospital. He said faintly, "don't worry, I won't let you down on me."

"I let you down."

Already drank two square bottles of Baijiu, sitting on the grass in front of the small grave, looking at the grinder, who had been carrying his feet in his pants and biting his trouser donkey, smiled and said, "now I have learned not only to kill people, but also become an amazing son. Well, how to say, it's the kind of person who wants to sleep with others when he sees a beautiful woman. "

Shaking the wine bottle in his hand, Fang Yuan sighed with regret and threw it aside.

He regretted that he had brought too little wine.

If he took two more bottles, he would be much better during the period from guarding the grave to dawn.

"Did the goat plant this tree for you? Well, I can shade you in summer. But I do think you should not be afraid of the sun because of your thick skin that can't be burned by your old man's soldering iron? "

Fang Yuan murmured, turned over and knelt on the ground and began to pull grass.

While pulling out, he scolded: "the goat guy should scold more than you. You say you're dead and he's still alive. Can't you calm down and help you pull the grass when you send you your favorite potato every year? "

The grass on the grave seems to wither faster than the grass elsewhere when winter has come.

Fang Yuan grabbed a handful of grass leaves and broke them without exerting force.

The grass leaves were broken, but the grass roots remained underground.

"Forget it, I can't dig a grave to help you uproot the roots in order to pull weeds for you?"

Fang Yuan finally understood why goats can't cut the grass on the grave.

He clapped his hands, lay on it, held the back of his head in his hands, raised his left leg, looked at the dawn of the East and said, "I remember that on your 65th birthday, you drank too much and told me that you most hope that when you die, the coffin will be filled with earth beans. That way, you can eat while you die. "