Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 316 Number 012 [24] 270 Two Tombstones

It was a monument two meters high and one meter long.

There is no word on the stele, only a carved picture, which is a scene of a group of soldiers holding hands and seeing death as home.

The community team took pictures with their cameras and mobile phones.

"It looks a bit crude."

"I heard that this stele was raised by the villagers 80 years ago. This painting was carved by a local old man, who is not a sculptor."

"The strategy says, go west along the monument, about 500 meters, and you will see the Martyrs Cemetery. There are all wordless monuments there."

"Why is there no name?"

"I don't know. Didn't it mean that there is no record at all? The war that took place here was also passed on by word of mouth from nearby villagers, and there is no record in the local chronicles."

"If it wasn't for the cemetery and monument built by the villagers, no one would know about it now."

"In those few years, things like this happened too much. Moreover, if there are no survivors, it is not clear what happened, and there is no way to record it."

"Is it all sacrificed?"

"seems like it."

Team members express their opinions.

Mo Qing didn't approach, and looked at the monument from a distance of six or seven meters.

The wind howled.

The sky turned dark in an instant.

Faintly, Mo Qing heard the distant and crisp ringing of bells wrapped in the wind.

Jingle Bell.

Jingle Bell.

If so, if not at all.

The surrounding scenery seems to have changed, it is still Liangxun Mountain, but it has changed from a hundred years ago.

It was a winter, they were wearing thin and ripped clothes, all of them were ashamed, but they supported each other and marched hard in the dangerous mountains.

Mo Qing looked at the long line.

Occasionally, a few people turned their heads and waved to Mo Qing.

"Little Miracle Doctor Mo, what are you looking at?"

"Come on, you won't be able to keep up with them!"

"Little genius doctor, next time I see you, I must help our company commander cure his short-sightedness. If this continues, he will be blind!"

……

They are young and cheerful, with big smiles.

They laughed, made noise, pushed, waved to her, waved again, and then walked away without looking back.

Mo Qing just watched them go away quietly.

"Mo Qing!"

"Mo Qing!"

"Mo Qing!"

Shout her voice, from far to near.

Suddenly, the long line disappeared.

The surrounding scenery has also changed.

Mo Qing came back to his senses and saw Shan Yingying holding her hand, shouting anxiously.

Mo Qing asked: "What's wrong?"

"What are you thinking?" Shan Yingying breathed out, "It's raining, didn't you bring an umbrella? We're going to visit the cemetery again. Do you want a raincoat or an umbrella?"

When his sanity recovered, Mo Qing noticed that it was raining.

Hearing what Shan Yingying said, Mo Qing took out the umbrella from his backpack and stretched it out to cover the rain on her and Shan Yingying's heads.

Even so, it was raining all over.

Mo Qing brushed her wet hair behind her ears: "Are you going to the cemetery?"

"Yes." Shan Yingying nodded, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Mo Qing raised the umbrella a little higher, leaning slightly towards Shan Yingying.

The two of them followed the team towards the cemetery.

The wind was strong, and the rain was also heavy. The team was wearing raincoats and holding umbrellas. They were still devastated by the wind and rain, and no one was wet.

The road under my feet is not easy to walk.

Mo Qing asked, "Is the cemetery big?"

Shan Yingying said: "It shouldn't be big. It's all funded by the villagers, so it's not easy to do big projects."

"Oh."

"Also, because no one knows their names, the tombstones are all blank." Shan Yingying continued, "I saw the pictures on the Internet, and I feel quite shocked."

While talking, while walking.

At a distance of 500 meters, after walking for about ten minutes, I finally saw the shadow of the cemetery.

Mo Qing looked up and saw rows of tombstones without words standing. There were no graves, but the tombstones were arranged in an orderly manner, like a neat phalanx, all over the mountain forest.

To Mo Qing's surprise, the cemetery was obviously taken care of by someone.

No weedy sight.

Mo Qing asked suspiciously, "Is there anyone managing the cemetery?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it." Shan Yingying said, "I walked this way, and there was no one, and I didn't see a house or anything. It doesn't look like someone is managing it."

At this time, someone beside me said, "It was paid for by a private person to take care of it."

The voice is gentle and calm.

Mo Qing and Shan Yingying looked sideways, and saw Wen Yingxue coming with an umbrella.

Shan Yingying was surprised: "Personal?"

"Well." Wen Yingxue approached a little closer, "The people who remember that war are all gone. The cemetery was built by the villagers with money raised. There is no government financial support, and it is free to be a tourist attraction."

Wen Yingxue continued: "People nowadays are too tired to go home and visit the grave, let alone take care of this cemetery."

She glanced at the tombstone on the hillside: "In the past, this place was deserted."

Shan Yingying immediately asked, "What's the situation with the private spending you mentioned?"

Turning her eyes, Wen Yingxue turned sideways, her eyes fell down the mountain: "Did you see the manor at the foot of the mountain?"

Shan Yingying looked along, and suddenly saw a manor. The mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, and the manor was looming, giving it a hazy beauty.

"I see, who lives there?" Shan Yingying asked.

Wen Yingxue explained: "About 30 years ago, the owner of the manor went out to do business, became prosperous, and returned to his hometown. Then he gave the village a sum of money every year to take care of the cemetery."

Shan Yingying was surprised and said with emotion: "You know so much."

"..."

Wen Yingxue paused, her eyes resting on Mo Qing.

Shan Yingying wanted to ask about the inside story, but Wen Yingxue closed her eyes and left with an umbrella.

He has a slim figure and a gentle temperament.

In the rain and fog in this mountain, like a fairy.

Shan Yingying looked at Wen Yingxue's back as she went away: "Why do I think that the relationship between you two is better than her and Mo Suian?"

Mo Qing was inexplicable: "Really?"

"Aren't you two supposed to be at odds?" Shan Yingying expressed pure doubts.

Mo Qing asked: "Why?"

Shan Yingying: "..." Is there another question?

Seeing that she was speechless, Mo Qing didn't ask any more questions, and changed the subject: "Go and see the cemetery."

"it is good."

Shan Yingying quickly took out her phone.

Although there is no signal on the mountain, it does not affect her taking pictures at all.

However, in such a place, there are still a few people who keep taking photos. They only took a few photos as souvenirs, and then put away their mobile phones and cameras, and walked quietly into the cemetery.

"Everyone, don't go too far, free time for 10 minutes. The rain is too heavy, we can't delay too long, we have to go down the mountain early."

Tang Ming's voice echoed in the cemetery.

Several voices responded to Tang Ming.

However, there is more emptiness, silence, and the sound of rain.

No one spoke loudly.

"Lightning and thunder, violent wind and rain." Shan Yingying rubbed her sleeves, "This environment feels a bit rough."

Mo Qing asked quietly: "They are all martyrs who defend their homes and the country, what are you afraid of?"

Shan Yingying thought about it, and felt that what Mo Qing said made sense.

She nodded: "That's right."

This cemetery is not very big.

Mo Qing walked around and made calculations in his mind.

A total of 270 two tombstones.

270 II.

Exactly the total number of their group.

Such a coincidence?
Mo Qing was somewhat suspicious.

"Mo Qing, we should go back." Shan Yingying looked at the time on her phone and said to Mo Qing.

She breathed into her palms.

It was already getting colder this day, and the temperature on the mountain was even lower. In addition, it was windy and rainy and she was drenched. After Shan Yingying walked around, she was so cold that she shivered all over.

Mo Qing gave a "hmm".

The two of them walked out of the cemetery, saw four people gathered together, and walked over.

Someone saw them and asked, "Shan Yingying, Mo Qing, have you seen Brother Xu and Xiaoqian?"

The "Brother Xu" and "Xiaoqian" they were talking about were a couple who had been stuck together all day today. When they were in the cemetery, many people saw them staying together.

Shan Yingying said, "No, what's wrong?"

The man replied: "The two of them seem to have had a quarrel. Xiaoqian got angry and came down first. Brother Xu was worried about her and followed. But now they don't know where they are going."

"The mobile phone has no signal, and the phone cannot be reached." Tang Ming gripped the mobile phone tightly, frowning into the word "Chuan".

Shan Yingying asked: "It should be nearby, why don't we look for it first?"

The solution she proposed did not receive a positive response.

It's raining, the temperature is low, and it's getting dark...

They just want to go back to the hotel to take a shower, soak their feet, and lie down comfortably to sleep.

Somewhat reluctantly.

Who knows what the little couple is doing?

But Tang Ming quickly said: "Let's look around in groups of two or three, and don't go alone. The two of them are probably also nearby and won't go far."

The president has said so, and the members can only agree.

Soon, several other people, including Wen Yingxue, also came out of the cemetery.

After learning about the situation, they all joined the "find someone" team.

Mo Qing and Shan Yingying are in a group.

Shan Yingying was very anxious, but Mo Qing took his time and wandered around.

and--

All the sounds in the jungle were captured by her hearing, and then filtered one by one.

(End of this chapter)