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Chapter 22 Ten thousand people sacrifice together! Heroic souls appear!

What is life so joyful, and what is suffering in death?

People live in this world just to fight for what they like.

However, some people have spent their entire lives.

Someone has given a short life.

The value of life is absolutely impossible to measure by the length of life.

Or, there is no need to compare at all.

As long as you stick to your beliefs, just be happy.

Xiaoke's seemingly casual words expressed a very complex philosophy.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the Yue family, dying for the sake of faith is not a special thing at all.

Therefore, these two banners with the titles written on them will be rolled up and placed in the corner at will.

They don't care about these superficial honors at all!

but……

"Teacher Sun, I have a suggestion. Since this is a Buddhist temple, why don't we worship these two little heroes."

Heroes don’t care about false reputations, but people from later generations cannot ignore them.

Teacher Huang's proposal immediately resonated with everyone.

How could Sun Zheng refuse?

Together with Yixing, he erected two flags on both sides of the Buddha's niche.

Then, everyone looked at Xiaoke.

To worship the Yue family, of course, the Yue family will come first.

Without saying too much, Xiaoke walked to the cushion in front of the Buddha's tile, knelt down silently, and solemnly bowed forward.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mengxi.

To be honest, Chen Mengxi still has an unreal feeling until now.

The scumbag who was young and ignorant when he was a sturdy man is actually a descendant of the Yue family?

However, Yue Yang's true identity is no longer important.

Even if she is just a bystander who has nothing to do with the Yue family, she will want to worship the heroic spirits of the Yue family.

"Please ask the ancestors of the Yue family to bless Yue Yang with peace and bless us to find him earlier."

While bowing, she secretly prayed.

She still has a lot of things to ask Yue Yang. If Yue Yang really disappears completely from now on, she will continue to ask questions for the rest of her life.

The next one is Teacher Huang.

He made some small preparations in advance and found three incense sticks from the Buddha's niche to worship them.

"Respect the heroes of Yue's family for generations!"

at the same time.

The audience in the live broadcast room also looked awe-inspiring.

They were unable to arrive at the scene, but they also typed the keyboard, leaving behind their own voices.

"Respect the heroes of Yue's family for generations!"

"Rest in peace with the hero!"

"The mountains and rivers have returned, and peace is coming on earth! Please rest assured by the martyrs!"

...

Teacher Huang inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner, and his worship was completed.

Yixing is ready to take over.

But at this moment, a strong wind blew.

The strong wind was like being sucked in by this mourning hall, constantly pouring into the house.

The door was blown so hard that it kept opening and closing, and the incense burner that had just been inserted was blown over.

The two flags were also blown to the point, all thanks to Yixing and Teacher Huang.

"What's going on?" Teacher Huang shouted loudly.

"The common mountain wind in the mountains in the evening will be better in a while!" Xiaoke replied, and went alone to lock the room.

When Xiaoke shuts the door tightly.

The people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

The wind just now was so scary.

It's like a storm is coming.

"When my family worships the elderly, there is a saying that when I burn paper money, the higher the paper money ashes fly, the happier the elderly."

"You guys say, could it be that the ancestors of the Yue family appeared?"

A staff member made an opinion.

"What you are talking about is feudal superstition. Whether the paper money ash is rolled up or the mountain wind just now, it is a natural phenomenon."

"But it's not a bad thing to keep such a small thought."

Teacher Huang smiled slightly.

Of course, he did not believe in things like the appearance of heroic souls, but this represents the sustenance of people's hearts, so there is no need to delve into it.

In fact, in his opinion.

As long as people pass on the spirit of the martyrs, this feeling will be passed on to the martyrs.

"Okay, the wind has stopped. Everyone should clean up and prepare for dinner. If you don't pay attention, it's already evening."

The wind on the top of the mountain came and went quickly. Teacher Huang rolled up the flag again and put it back to his original position.

Yixing also followed suit, put the flag in place, then walked towards the Buddha's niche and helped up the incense burner.

Most of the ashes in the incense burner fell, almost reaching the bottom.

Yixing glanced at me and saw a piece of fabric at the bottom of the incense burner.

"Master, I've discovered it!"

Yixing couldn't help but shouted excitedly.

It seemed as if the martyrs of the Yue family had really appeared. If the incense burner did not fall, he would never find the thing hidden in the incense burner!

Although I didn't see the full picture of this mysterious item, I think it was a treasure that I hid so deeply.

At least it also carries the great secret of the Yue family in history!

Sun Zheng and Teacher Huang were also very excited.

They thought there was nothing valuable in this room, but who knew that there was an unexpected surprise at this moment.

They quickly got close to the incense burner, and Sun Zheng personally swept away the ash of the incense burner and took out the objects at the bottom of the incense burner.

A piece of torn fabric.

There seems to be handwriting on it.

Sun Zheng's breathing became rapid.

He carefully raised the fabric and flipped the handwriting side over.

"Life is a hero, and death is a hero!"

A poem written by Li Qingzhao on the fabric is clearly written!

There is no secret.

Just a verse.

But this does not prevent everyone from rippling in their hearts.

"Good poem! This poem is the most appropriate to describe the ancestors of the Yue family."

"As appropriate, I don't know if this was written by any ancestor of the Yue family."

"Although the pen tip is a bit clumsy, it writes about the character of Yue's family!"

"Touched! It's just expressing my heart!"

...

Barrage continues to flood the screen.

Although this poem is written about Xiang Yu, it is not an exaggeration to use it on Yue’s family.

Its artistic conception adds a heroic feeling in the originally sad atmosphere!

However, while everyone was feeling the same.

A layer of haze was covered with the faces of Sun Zheng and Teacher Huang.

Yue Xiaoke approached the fabric, looked at it for a long time, and finally shouted happily: "This is my father's handwriting! This is written by my father!"
Chapter completed!
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