Qin Liang passed every exam very smoothly, but in order not to be too shocking, he controlled his grades to a point above the passing line. In this way, the qualification certificate of the junior rune master can be guaranteed to be obtained and will not attract the attention of others.

After the exam, Qin Liang could relax, and the first place he wanted to go to was a very strange place. He also told a lie to his family that he went to his classmate's house to spend the night there. In fact, he walked into the Martyrs' Cemetery at night.

After thinking for so long, Qin Liang finally accepted the fact that he had traveled through time. He decided to go back to the top and the first thing he had to solve was the problem of his physical weakness, and the first step he had to do was to build the foundation for practice.

The Martyrs Cemetery covers a large area and is solemn and serious. Walking inside, you seem to be infected by the breath of the martyrs of the country. The cemetery, which should have been yin at night, makes you feel excited.

Qin Liang, who was like a tourist, walked in the Martyrs' Cemetery, and slowly he went deep into the depths of the cemetery. Looking at the vigorous pine trees around him and looking around the stele forest, Qin Liang's face was unprecedentedly solemn.

Take out a knife from your pocket and cut the belly of your ten fingers one by one. Every time you cut the belly of your fingers, Qin Liang carved a rune on the ground with blood. When all ten fingers were cut, a skull made of ten runes appeared on the ground.

The blood that depicts the skull seems to be flowing, but it gives people the feeling that it is not gloomy and terrifying, but it seems to be surging and exciting. It seems that it wants to try hard to tell something. Cut the palm of his palm with a knife, and Qin Liang's hands formed a strange mark, and his voice became vicissitudes and solemn.

"With blood as a medium, the heroic spirits sleeping in the earth, please listen to my mourning, may you forget the sorrow of the world..."

As Qin Liang's voice became more and more misty, a small whirlwind blew in front of every tombstone in the surrounding monument, and finally the whirlwind gathered more and more. The whirlwind sound seemed to tell the joys and sorrows of the world - the unwillingness to kill the enemy when he died, the concern for his relatives at the moment of losing his life...

This is the eulogy of the undead, the first half of the prayer of the undead. The eulogy is the living mourning the dead for the dead, and the prayer is the hope of the dead for the living. Qin Liang is now a living person and has not condensed his own fire of the undead, so he can only recite the eulogy, but cannot use the prayer.

In the eyes of the world, the undead race is a dark creature and a demon that should be killed. The blood sacrifice is something that only evil demons and heretics use. But in fact, the blood sacrifice is the most painful condolence of the living to the dead at the beginning.

Bloodline is the most magical inheritance, and it can even break through the obstacles of yin and yang and feel the joys and sorrows of the deceased. Therefore, the earliest way for the living to mourn the deceased was to use their blood as a matchmaker to express their current life, so that the souls of the deceased could rest in peace.

Therefore, blood sacrifice was originally the purest kind of mourning, but later people became more and more loving themselves, and slowly used other people or animals' blood to mourn themselves. Gradually, blood was on the way. The undead was not scary. Qin Liang, who was once the emperor of the undead, deeply felt their kindness.

So in the game of gods and demons, Qin Liang seems to be very withdrawn and hardly dealt with any player. In fact, players don’t know that Qin Liang is not withdrawn. Instead, he is more willing to choose to be with the undead. So in the final decisive battle, if it weren’t for the people from the Holy Alliance to destroy the Gods and Demons, or even destroy the Undead Mountains, Qin Liang would not take action at all.

This night, many people had a dream. In the dream, they saw their deceased relatives or ancestors looking at them with a smile, and told them a lot and warned them a lot. Slowly, tears slid from the corners of the eyes of people who were still in the dream.

During the day, the martyrs' cemetery was particularly lively. People who were usually extremely busy suddenly chose to worship the martyrs today. When some of the martyrs' families were crying in front of the tombstones, Qin Liang, who looked particularly pale, walked out of the depths of the martyrs' cemetery and merged into the crowd of worship.

Among the crowd of worshipers, two inconspicuous people frowned and looked around, with a look of surprise on their faces. At this time, the cemetery was still as solemn as before, but today seemed to be more warm than before. Every person who came to worship seemed to be able to clearly feel that his deceased relatives could not help but burst into tears when they looked at him in the sky.

"Why is this happening?" After holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand and offering tens of thousands of flowers to the martyrs, the middle-aged man in black with glasses looked around in confusion.

"Can it be that monk passed by here and did a ritual here?" A slightly young man stood beside the man in black. The young man looked very gentle, but the unintentional magnificent appearance seemed like a hidden dragon in the abyss.

"If this is true, then this master's practice is not low. What master has come to Hanyang City recently?"

"I haven't heard of that master coming here. However, after the war, many people were displaced. In recent years, many people of extraordinary status have come to Hanyang City to find their roots and ask their ancestors. Could it be that someone who has a successful practice and a ancestral home in Hanyang City came back to find their roots, so he saved them here?" the young man guessed.

I felt that in addition to the past admiration, there was also a sense of family affection in the martyrs' cemetery. Qin Liang slowly left the martyrs' cemetery with a smile on his face.

"I was so tired that night." When I got home, my parents had already gone to work and Qin Liang went to bed all the time. He was really tired that night.

Unlike Qin Liang who was an orphan in his previous life, Qin Liang who woke up in this life had a complete home. The loneliness in his previous life seemed to be just a nightmare.

The members of Qin Liang's family are very simple. The parents are dual employees, and there is also a sister named Qin Yan. When their parents got married, they paid the down payment and bought this house of about 100 square meters. They just paid off their mortgage a few years ago, and the whole family was having fun.

"Hey, who?" Qin Liang was awakened by the phone in his sleep. He didn't want to open his eyes and touched his hands on the bedside table a few times to find his phone, and his arm retracted into the quilt.

"Qin Liang, what are you doing?" Wu Wei's voice came from the phone.

"Sleep." Qin Liang answered weakly.

"Sleep, when is it time now that you are actually sleeping?"

"Yeah..." Qin Liang, who was trapped, didn't hear Wu Wei say anything else. He let out a muffled groan from his nose and his brain began to fall asleep again.

"Hey...hey... Qin Liang, are you listening to me..." Wu Wei shouted twice at the microphone, and hung up the phone when he heard no movement on the other end of the phone, "What is this kid doing?"

Half an hour later, Qin Liang, who was sleeping again, was woken up by the rushing doorbell, accompanied by the doorbell ringing.

"Who?" Qin Liang, who was awakened again, got up from the quilt in anger. Women were prone to getting angry if they were not sleeping enough, and men were no exception.

Go to the door impatiently and Wu Wei rushed in directly.

"I said, what are you doing? What time is it that time, are you still sleeping? Come with me quickly." Wu Wei pulled Qin Liang out as soon as he came in.

"What do you care about when it is done? The graduation exam has been completed. If you don't have to go to school, just let me sleep for a while." Qin Liang yawned.

Without sleeping all night and losing so much blood, Qin Liang really needs enough sleep.

"You still have the intention to sleep at home. Do you know that something big happened in Hanyang City?"

"What's the matter?" Qin Liang shook Wu Wei away and grabbed his hand. Seeing that he didn't seem to leave immediately, he walked to the refrigerator door and threw Wu Wei a can of drink.

Then, regardless of whether he had just woken up or not, he took out a can of milk and a few pieces of bread, and a coupon of fruits to eat. Now, in addition to having enough sleep, Qin Liang has enough food. Of course, it is best to supplement meat, but now he is obviously too lazy to cook, so he can only take the bread and fruits to top up first.

"Didn't you read the news?" Wu Wei looked at Qin Liang strangely. Seeing Qin Liang's desire to sleep while eating, he showed a sudden enlightenment, "I almost forgot that you, a lazy pig, were sleeping and not watching TV. Do you know that strange stories appeared in the Martyrs' Cemetery today?

Countless people went to worship, and even people far away in other cities seemed to be on the way to worship. Many people who went to worship said that they dreamed of their relatives yesterday. Those who did not dream of their relatives going to worship said that they dreamed of the battle between the martyrs yesterday, and felt very shocked, so they came to worship and mourn."

"Oh." Qin Liang, who was gnawing on the apple, responded.

"No?" Wu Wei looked at Qin Liang strangely.

"what else?"

"Don't you feel strange that so many people have the same dream, and even people far away in other cities have such a dream?"

"What's so strange about this? Is it strange that people living on the same earth still breathing the same air?" Qin Liang rolled his eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with Wu Wei's disturbance of his sleep because of this reason.

He threw the apple core that was left to the point where he chewed a few bites into the trash can not far away. Qin Liang reached out to peel the banana. He stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth while peeling the banana. He looked like a prisoner who had just been released from the prison saw the beauty.

"It seems not surprising." Wu Wei nodded subconsciously, but then he realized, "You are changing your concept. I asked you to eat again later. I'll talk to you."

"You said yours. I only gagged my mouth and didn't gagged my ears. I'll say something quickly, and I'll go to bed later."
Chapter completed!