What Zhou Qishan saw were rows of tablets, and the names of these tablets were very familiar to Zhou Qishan.
These are the names of my comrades who died in battle!
Even though Zhou Qishan had experienced numerous storms and waves, he remained calm at this moment.
As for the voice coming from behind, Zhou Qishan would never admit it.
"Monk Liang!" Zhou Qishan turned around and looked at the monk in front of him. He was speechless for a long time. This is really a monk...
Monk Liang was Zhou Qishan's former comrade in the special forces. He retired from the army very early and was seriously injured. This boy had a good temper and was regarded as the pistachio in the team. This boy said that he was from Jinling and was an orphan.
Not long after he was born, his parents threw him into a wooden basin and threw it into the Xiang River. By chance, the monk from Jiming Temple picked it up and finally left it in the temple.
He grew up in a temple, but never became a monk. Later he became a soldier.
At that time, everyone thought this kid was joking. After all, Monk Liang was tall and tall. He looked like he had grown up eating and drinking every day, and he was full of dirty jokes. Zhou Qishan had never seen such a dirty person when he was older.
A few.
Some people say that Monk Liang, you are a leprosy, you shaved your head and pretended to be a monk, right?
Monk Liang was cursing. At that time, such bickering was just a way for everyone to rest. Later, during a special operation in the capital, Monk Liang was injured in order to cover important people. Although Zhou Qishan tried his best to treat him,
He was snatched back from the hands of Lord Yama, but he remained unconscious and could not easily return to the front.
He was transferred to another military hospital. Zhou Qishan and others had important things to do, so they temporarily lost contact with him.
Zhou Qishan later tried to find Monk Liang's contact information, but the department at the time told Zhou Qishan that the boy had retired from the army and returned to his hometown, so the clue was cut off.
Who would have thought that I would see this kid here now!
Zhou Qishan was very excited. Monk Liang was an out-and-out comrade who had been with Zhou Qishan for a long time. When Zhou Qishan had just joined the special forces and had not yet served as the leader of the action team, the two of them slept in bunk beds.
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Monk Liang was discharged from the army, and Zhou Qishan was really sad for a long time. Unexpectedly, by chance, he would meet him here.
It's just that this kid looked like a dog in a monk's robe, and he just grinned, revealing the big gold teeth in his mouth. Not only that, he actually had a pair of toad sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and he didn't have a single hair on his head. Speaking of which,
Strangely, this calf actually developed a wave of growth laterally, and it looks like it weighs almost 180 pounds. It is so tall that it is intimidating.
Not like a monk, more like a bandit...
Monk Liang was still mumbling, but when he saw Zhou Qishan, he was so frightened that all the newly brought tributes fell to the ground!
"Team...Captain!" Monk Liang rushed up, opened his arms, and hugged Zhou Qishan. Such a strong man, if Zhou Qishan hadn't already had his own fists on his body, he would have broken his bones under the pressure of this calf.
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"Monk! How can you really become a monk!" Zhou Qishan was also so excited that he became incoherent.
This was Zhou Qishan's second comrade-in-arms whom he bumped into. Compared to Zhu Zhuyong, Monk Liang was much closer. The two of them had known each other day and night. This was a comradeship cultivated through several life and death encounters!
Monk Liang laughed and said, "Captain, this is just a child without a mother. It's a long story. Mother, I'm really happy today. Come on, let's go have a drink!"
Zhou Qishan's face darkened, "Aren't you a monk? Why are you still drinking..."
Monk Liang said: "The monks here eat meat and drink very casually. They are all college students. In my place, they are all monks who came to be monks from related households. Just go ahead and don't care about them!"
Zhou Qishan hurriedly grabbed him, "Okay, why are you so fussy? I came here with my friends. If people can't find it later, I guess it won't be easy to explain." He looked at so many tablets and couldn't help but wonder.
Shao Du had experienced this together with Zhou Qishan and the others. When these comrades passed away, Monk Liang was also present. "Why did you do this for them..."
Monk Liang said: "Oh... Captain," Monk Liang was usually very carefree, but now he scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "We brothers have all come together through life and death, and we don't have many friends in this world.
The master who raised me passed away before I returned to Jiming Temple, and the current abbot allowed me to live there. My days of eating and chanting in the temple were boring, thinking that so many of my comrades would be gone.
I don’t know if they are living well down there...
Don't laugh at us. We have heard since we were children that people have to go down after death. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will take care of them later. We just want to light a lamp for them and have someone to support them. They are all good people.
, we are all brothers..."
Zhou Qishan gradually fell silent as he listened. He looked at Monk Liang with a look that seemed both sad and happy.
"But they kill animals. When I preached Buddhist scriptures to them, they didn't believe it. It was very dangerous. So we decided to stay in the temple and recite more mantras for them so that they could be reincarnated as soon as possible so that they wouldn't have to do it in the next life.
You beast, be a good person... Look, Gazi, such a bastard, I just thought that in his future reincarnation, he can give birth to a rich family.
He suffered so much when he was a child and couldn't grow taller. He is almost 25 and is not yet 1.65 meters tall. Next time if he has good nutrition, he will be taller and he won't have to be so miserable these days..."
Monk Liang spoke in detail, and Zhou Qishan gradually became immersed in it. Thinking of the faces of his former comrades, he felt sad. These were all young lives that had become shadows in order to protect their home and country.
The sharp sword finally broke and sank into the sand.
"Captain, I was thinking of defecting to you at that time, but unfortunately you left the team under abnormal circumstances. It's not easy to find you... I finally gave up." Monk Liang explained patiently, "We are here
The place is called the Hall of Rebirth, so I changed the plaque and called it the Hall of Rebirth of Heroes. I think it looks very grand."
Zhou Qishan walked outside the house with him and looked at the plaque hanging high. Because the plaque was old and looked very mottled, the sky was gray today, so it was not very clear. When Zhou Qishan entered the door, he didn't see it.
The sound of Buddha chanting in this room was also played from the tape recorder.
Zhou Qishan was silent for a long time, "Let's go find the person in charge here. I also... should donate some money to the brothers. Over the years..."
Monk Liang smiled and said: "Captain, don't you also hand over the money to everyone on time? I heard about it when I drank with my old boss two years ago, and the old guy said every day that you are a pity..."
Zhou Qishan shook his head when he heard what he said, "This money should be donated to everyone..."
The two of them were discussing past events, but someone in the distance was listening carefully.