Muye village.
Fire shadow office.
White smoke filled the office, hiding the three generations sitting in front of the table.
Bang! Ape flying day put down his pipe, and his eyes fell on the information from Yanyin front again.
"Alas With a deep sigh, the third generation got up and went to the window to look out.
"Did Tuan Zang come back?"
Standing for a while, the three generations spoke to the empty office.
"Tuan Zang elder returned to the village early this morning."
A dark part with an animal mask appeared in a corner of the office, half kneeling on the ground to answer the questions of three generations.
"Well!" Three generations nodded, no longer speak, but continue to look at the whole leaves.
Huoying building is a tall building in the whole Muye. Whenever he feels tired or anxious, he will stand at the window and look at the village, which will make him calm down for a moment and find his own position.
"Tuan Zang, is it you?" Three generations squint at the direction of Yu Zhibo's family, thinking silently.
Tuan Zang's departure from the village and Qi Yu's death are all so coincidental in his opinion, and Qi Yu's death is transmitted by Tuan Zang.
All this becomes even more bizarre.
Three generations know that Tuan Zang has always treated Yu Zhibo specially, and influenced by the second generation, the image of Yu Zhibo has never been positive in his mind.
Moreover, Tuan Zang's situation is very strange recently. Although he is three generations old, his eyesight is still strong. Some of Tuan Zang's movements can't escape his eyes.
Soon, a pigeon left Muye village and went to the front line of fog, with disappointing news.
Three generations need to tell Da Shewan the news and ask him to pass it on to Yu Zhibo Fuyue.
After all, yuzhibo Qiyu is the first person of yuzhibo's new generation. This news must be known by yuzhibo Fuyue, the patriarch of the clan.
……
"Father." Yuzhibo weasel was wearing a black high collar coat, and his red face kept calm.
"Well." Fu Yue did not speak. He sat down in his seat and simply answered.
"Tomorrow I'll arrange for you to follow the medical forces around the battlefield and get ready!"
In the past few minutes, Fuyue suddenly looked up and said to the weasel.
Having been on the battlefield for so many days, he felt that it was time for weasel to see the real war, even though weasel was only four years old.
"Yes Weasel's eyes were quiet. He looked at Fu Yue and nodded. He had known for a long time that this day would come.
"Go down first. If you meet him, ask him to come to me."
Fuyue waved and then continued to look over the documents.
……
The golden vertical pupil of the big snake pill reflects the scroll in the hand.
His face was calm, as if nothing could move him.
For a long time, put the scroll on the table, and the big snake pill leaned back, with its back close to the chair.
"I'm full of expectations for you, Qiyu."
His tone was with a sigh. There was a flash of disappointment at the bottom of his eyes, but it disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.
"Go and call the yuzhibo clan leader and say I have something to look for him!"
Big snake pill said to the outside, hoarse voice is very penetrating.
Outside the tent, a figure flashed by and disappeared.
……
Qiyu's death is turning into a storm in some people's hearts.
"Father?" Yuzhibo weasel enters the tent and sees Fuyue with a sad face.
He had not seen Fu Yue show such an expression for a long time.
"It's a weasel!"
Fu Yue raised his head with sadness in his eyes and motioned to the weasel to take a seat on one side.
"What happened?" The weasel knows that people will not be plainly sad, and stares to ask.
"Weasel, is war terrible?" Fu Yue didn't answer at the first time, but asked the weasel.
"Er..." weasel showed a thoughtful expression. He thought of the Ninjas who were carried back, and finally nodded his head heavily.
"Yes, war always brings endless killing and hatred. People pray for peace, but they have to take up the knife in their hands to defend the people or things they cherish."
At this point, Fu Yue lowered his head and looked at the table, on which was a man's report.
"Qiyu died in the war!" Pausing a little, Fu Yue said in a calm voice, with deep depression in his tone.
"What?" Weasel couldn't believe it. He stood up abruptly, his eyes fixed on Fuyue.
"In a mission, Qiyu was surrounded by the enemy, unfortunately died."
Fuyue repeated again, unconsciously touching the personal file about Qiyu on the table.
"Intelligence... Are you sure?" Although weasel doesn't spend much time with Qiyu, Qiyu always makes a good example.
The first time I heard the news of Qiyu's death, he couldn't believe it.
It was also the first time he had heard of the death of someone close to him.
Sitting back slowly, a pair of eyes kept flashing on the weasel's young face.
He is only four years old, the world can only fit a few people, Qiyu may be one of them.
Maybe this is the cruelty of war? The weasel looked down at the ground and thought.
……
Gangshou's tent.
As the companion of the big snake pill, gangshou also learned the news of Qiyu's death for the first time.
But she didn't know how to open her mouth and tell her disciples the whole news.
"Quiet... You don't have to be busy, take a rest first."
Looking at the silence that is still sorting out the documents, gangshou called and motioned to silence to sit down and have a rest.
"Ah... Master gangshou, I'll sort it out quickly!"
Mute apparently did not hear Kwai's words, she hurriedly accelerated her movements, and hurriedly several documents scattered to the ground.
Blushing, she squatted down and began to clean up.
"I'll do it." Gangshou didn't know when he had come to the silent side and picked up the documents on the ground.
"Well." I'm a little embarrassed. She's in a very bad state in recent days. She can't get rid of her anxiety.
She took a glass of water and sat on a chair to calm herself.
"Silence, I want to tell you a message, but I hope you keep calm, can you do it?"
Gangshou put his hands on the table, stood opposite the mute, staring at the mute eyes.
"Well?" Silent hands holding the cup, looking at gangshou, she has a bad premonition.
Silent frowned, looked up at gangshou, black and white eyes flashing light.
"Just now Da she wan came to me and told me a news about Yu Zhi Bo Qi Yu."
As he spoke, he came to the front of the room.
"And then?" Silence seems to have a premonition of what the hand is going to say next. The eyes begin to turn red, the hand holding the cup begins to tremble, and the water in the cup begins to ripple.
"Qiyu fell into the encirclement and died in the battle when she was on the mission!"
Bang Da! The water cup fell to the ground.
"It's not true, is it?" Silent staring at gangshou's eyes, tears flashing.
Gangshou understands the pain at this time. After all, she has experienced such a separation twice.
A will have begun to cry silent embrace, gangshou face only empathy of loneliness.
"Qiyu is so powerful. How can she be Silent will face buried in the chest, still can't believe.
Gangshou didn't speak. She knew at that time that Duan died in battle and couldn't believe it. After all, Duan was also very strong. How could she say no and then no.
"No more crying, no more crying." Like comforting a child, gangshou keeps beating the silent back.
"Master gangshou, let's get out of here!"
After a long time, he raised his head, his face was covered with tears, and his eyes were red.
……
On a hillside of the camp, weasels and water stop lean together.
Since Shuitou knew the news of Qiyu's death, he has been sitting here, looking at the direction of Yanyin.
There was no crying, no expression, but the breath became terrible.
"I've been trying to catch up with you, and I can stand beside you, but you've gone like this!"
Waterstop looked at the sky as if it was Qiyu.
"Don't you mean to revive the family? Don't you mean to introduce yuzhibo to glory again? "
Shuitou murmurs to himself. Muster doesn't speak any more. He knows that Shuitou must be more miserable than him.
The blood light in the eyes flashed by, and the water stop felt the constant swelling and pain in the eyes, just like overusing the eyes.
The dead are gone, the living are sad! Time is like running water, rushing forward.