Chapter 33: Carving a Monument

　　Oh. Lin Qiye’s expression was calm.

　　Wen Qi Mo looked at him in surprise, Oh? Nothing more?

　　What else is there?

　　There is no feeling of a surging heart and boiling blood at all?

　　There is a little bit, but only a little bit. Lin Qiye replied lightly, I am not interested in promotion or …… anything.

　　Wen Qimo looked at him oddly, forgetting that you are a heretic who is going to rebel against the Night’s Watch in ten years.

　　Lin Qiye was noncommittal and continued to ask: According to your words, these four special squads are already the ceiling of Daxia’s war power?

　　Of course not, they may be the ceiling of team battle power among the Night’s Watch, but they are definitely not the ceiling of the Great Summer’s battle power.

　　You mean, in Daxia, there are organizations like the Night’s Watch?

　　No, there is only one Night’s Watch in Daxia, but above the Night’s Watch, there are five human ceilings.

　　Human ceilings?

　　As the name suggests, it is the peak combat power that humans can achieve, and they are also known as demigods due to the fact that their strength is approaching that of the ancient gods in mythology.

　　With the body of a mortal, compared to the gods?

　　Although I know you’re paraphrasing classic movie and television lines, it really is just like that. Wen Qimo looked up at the night sky, his eyes were full of worship.

　　These five people, they were the pillars of mankind, and the only hope that mankind could see in this vast mist.

　　Who are they?

　　I don t know, they are too far away from us, few people have seen their appearance and know their names, but …… there are some interesting rumors.

　　What rumors?

　　These five human ceilings are known as One Sword, One Rider, One Zun, One Void, and One Husband.

　　Sword, Ride, Zun, Void, Husband …… What kind of rumor is this? There’s not much useful information at all, is there?

　　It is said that the supreme commander of our Night’s Watch is the One Zun of these five human ceilings, but …… it has been a long, long time since anyone has seen him strike.

　　I have a question.

　　You ask.

　　Have humans killed a god up to …… now? Lin Qiye pointed to the sky, not that kind of strange mythological creatures, but the ones that exist in the myths, the really ancient gods!

　　Wen Qimo was silent for a moment and shook his head, I don t know, but I think, there should be no ……

　　In the mist, humans are like blindfolded lambs, we do not know what is happening in this world, we do not know when the end will come.

　　In this era where the existence of gods has been confirmed, if humans really kill a god, it will definitely cause all the other gods to panic, so much so that they will probably join forces to destroy humans first, and then the situation that humans face will be even more severe!

　　Lin Qiye nodded, I understand.

　　Is there anything else you want to ask?

　　Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, do temporary team members have welfare subsidies? There is.

　　Then there are no more questions.

　　So you’re asking so many questions, but only the last one is of the utmost concern?

　　Of course. Lin Qiye nodded rightfully, what special squad, human ceiling …… those things are too far away from me, I like to be down to earth.

　　Well …… Wen Qimo turned his head and asked, Are you sleepy?

　　Not sleepy.

　　Then I will take you to a place.

　　Is it …… serious in the middle of the night? Serious. Wen Qimo mouth corner a draw.

　　That line. Lin Qiye admonished, don’t forget, I’m still underage.

　　Wen Qi Mo: ……

　　A few minutes later, the car slowly stopped at a silent and uninhabited wilderness.

　　Lin Qiye opened the door and got out of the car, looked around and looked at Wen Qimo with eyes full of caution.

　　What did you bring me here for?

　　Wen Qimo silently rolled his eyes and reached out to point to a cemetery not far away there.

　　Lin Qiye looked in the direction of his finger and fell into silence.

　　He could vaguely guess what Wen Qi Mo had brought him here for.

　　The two of them followed the narrow path all the way forward and soon reached the perimeter of the cemetery.

　　This cemetery wasn’t big, compared to the cemetery on the edge of the city, this place was obviously smaller by a large margin, but whether it was the workmanship of the tombstones or the intervals between the monuments, it was far from being comparable to an ordinary cemetery.

　　The tombstones here seemed to be more refined and better organized.

　　Here is ……

　　the cemetery of the night watchman stationed in Cangnan City. Wen Qimo calmly opened his mouth, since 1936, when the Daxia Special Biological Response Team was officially transformed into Vigilantes, adopting the form of management of a city and a team, this place has been classified as the final destination of the Vigilantes in Cangnan City after their deaths in battle.

　　Of course, this is only the default home, in each person formally joined the Night’s Watch squad, you can specify their own death is to enter the Night’s Watch cemetery, or cremated, or buried back to their old home and so on …….

　　Back then, Zhao Kongcheng chose to be buried in the Nightwatchman’s Cemetery, saying that his body was stained with too much blood, and he was afraid of scaring his ancestors if he went back to their graveyard.

　　As he said this, the corners of Wen Qi Mo’s mouth lifted up in a smile, as if he saw the scene again when Zhao Kong Cheng said this without a heart.

　　Lin Qiye looked at the surrounding forest of tombstones in silence, his brows slightly furrowed: so many ……

　　In this cemetery, there were at least half a dozen different tombstones, and the vast majority of them were new.

　　From 1936 to now, it has also been 85 years. Wen Qimo said with emotion, in the beginning, our sacrifices were really not much, after all, each city will not appear a few mythological creatures every year, and even if they appear, the realm is not high.

　　But with the passage of time, the speed of the mythical creatures descending is faster and faster, and the strength is more and more horrible, and our casualties …… are also more and more.

　　Nearly half of these tombstones you see were sacrificed in the last twenty years.

　　Before Captain Chen Muye came to Cangnan City to hold down the fort, it was rumored that two members of the team would die here every year, and it wasn t until the captain came that the death rate dropped drastically.

　　Lin Qiye’s mind floated back to that silent, black-clothed figure, and he couldn’t help but admire it.

　　But Zhao Kongcheng had only just sacrificed himself tonight, and his tombstone was already ready? Lin Qiye suddenly thought of something and asked suspiciously.

　　No.

　　Then let s come here ……

　　Wen Qi Mo raised his hand and pointed to the distance, look there.

　　Lin Qiye followed his hand and looked, only to see a little shimmering light coming on in the darkness of the graveyard.

　　Under the faint light, Hong Ying sat beside an open space with reddened eyes, holding a wordless tablet in her hands, holding a carving brush in her right hand and carving it bit by bit.

　　Tears slid down her cheeks and fell onto the stele, which she hastily wiped away.

　　At this moment, how could she have any semblance of the vigor she had before?

　　Didn t she …… say she was going to practice her gun? Lin Qiye stared blankly at this scene.

　　She lied. Wen Qimo shook his head, the tombstone of the night watchman, carved by the teammates of the deceased, this is an unwritten rule, originally, this monument should be carved by me.

　　Although she didn’t say it, I actually know very well in my heart that she was actually the one who wanted to help Zhao Kongcheng carve the monument the most.

　　Their relationship was good, really good.

　　So even though she lied and said such bullshit, I still turned a blind eye and let her come and carve the stele secretly.

　　Lin Qiye and Wen Qimo stood there silently, gazing at Red Tassel who was concentrating on carving the monument for a long time without saying a word.

　　Under the hazy moonlight

　　In the dead silence of the cemetery.

　　Only the carving knife in Red Coma’s hand emits a slight mournful sound.

　　Don’t you want to go up and say hello? After a long time, Lin Qiye asked Wen Qimo.

　　Going to greet now will instead make her embarrassed, her skin is too thin.

　　But we are like this …… It feels like a pervert who peeps into other people s secrets. Lin Qiye was a little twisted in his heart.

　　Wen Qimo turned his head to look at him, and a smile emerged in his eyes.

　　Do you think …… that the perverts peeping on the side are only the two of us?