I must have also seen the family happiness of being together with my family...
The flute sounded again, but this time the tune was very urgent and sad, like a war drum.
The scene on the street also changed quietly. The autumn was getting cold, and the men were going off to war one after another, while their wives, children, and parents were crying farewell behind them. The streets were filled with a sad atmosphere of farewell.
Looking at the soldiers again, they also had sad faces, as if they were back to the time when they went out to fight...
The sound of the flute changed again, but this time it was like being on a raging battlefield. There were dead soldiers everywhere, with missing arms and legs. It was too horrible to look at. The yellow dust is ancient and modern, and hundreds of bones are in a mess... [
Long Fuyue was so frightened that she almost couldn't bear to look any further. At a glance, she saw that Zhang Yunlong was among them. He was lying dead there with a knife stuck in his heart and his eyes wide open, as if he was refusing to rest in peace.
Zhang Yunlong in the team also looked pale, holding his heart tightly, and slowly collapsed, as if the knife was really inserted into his heart...
Looking at the other soldiers in the team, they also fell to the ground one after another, seeming to die with the 'self' in the illusion...
The surrounding environment changed suddenly again.
It seems that they are back in the city again. The family members of the deceased received the death letters from their relatives. They were covered in silk, crying hard, their hearts broken, and countless paper money flying in the air in the autumn wind...
Long Fuyue shed tears unknowingly. She sat on the ground, feeling so sad that she burst into tears. She felt that there was nothing more cruel in the world than war, and she wanted to catch the person who started the war and crush him to death. !
Looking at the soldiers who entered the city with him, although they were lying on the ground with dead expressions on their faces, tears welled up from the corners of their eyes...
I don’t know when, the scene changed again. Countless ceilings slowly fell from the sky, and a long voice sounded: "Rest in peace, give your souls to me... There is no separation, no war here..." This voice seemed to come from himself. It came from the distant sky, but it enveloped the entire land.
Looking at Zhang Yunlong and the others again, a trace of relief appeared on their faces, and their eyes slowly closed...
Long Fuyue also felt very tired, really tired, and she slowly closed her eyes.