Vol 10 Chapter 1690: The dexterity of the imagination [Six million words Wang Wang, please kill]

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"Report, the bodies of the same family in the sunset city have all been moved to the center of the city." General Jin Jia squatted beside a barbarian while checking the wound. A soldier on horseback came behind and knelt on the ground.
"Um, tear down the beams of the stronger house away from the center of the city. Split into wood and prepare for cremation." General Jin Jia wiped his hands on the cloak behind him, stood up and turned his head back, ordering seriously.
"Follow the orders." The soldiers bowed their hands, set foot on the horses, and ran toward the city center like a wind. "The general has an order, tear down the house beams, and prepare for cremation."
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In the center of the city, a huge open space was filled with corpses, and pieces of wood cut with beams were placed around it.
"Report, everything is ready, please ignite the army." Zhao Yi knelt on one knee, holding a torch in both hands, looked respectfully, and handed it to General Jinjia's horse.
General Jin Jia flew a kick, and his tall body stood on the ground from the war horse. Like an Optimus Prime, General Golden Armor is not a strong body, as if it can lift up a world. One nailed the sword to the stone slab on the ground, and slowly took off the helmet with his right hand. The body that could hold Optimus suddenly knelt on the ground. "Kneel." A not-so-loud but clearly passed into the ears of the cavalry.
There was a piercing steel collision with Jia Ge, which lasted for a long time in the air. The soldiers kneeled willingly to their proud bodies. His eyes never leave the vicissitudes of the city.
General Jin Jia took the torch in Zhao Yi's hands, and the burning flame on the torch, against the sun,
"Qi Yue Wuyi? The same robe with the son. Wang Yuxing, repair my spear." General Jinjia's vicissitudes of singing sounded as if it had been passed down from ancient times. , Three feet of horse leather wrapped my corpse, even if I die without regret.
"Qi Yue Wuyi? The same robe as the son. Wang Yuxing, repair my spear." Every soldier sang with a hoarse voice, sing with the General Jin Jia, his determined face covered with sadness.
"Grandpa, Yun'er is here. Grandpa, didn't you promise Yun'er? You come back! You come back?" Xiao Panchen was held in his arms by the soldier who treated him. With both hands stretched forward, it seemed to grasp the soul of grandpa. The whole body was struggling violently on the soldier's wide chest, and tears dripped from eye to eye.
"What's the matter, you don't know where the funeral is taking place, how did you bring him?" Zhao Yi hurried to Xiao Panchen and whispered the soldier. "General Zhao, when this child woke up, he heard an army song and asked me what I was doing. I told him that it was a funeral. As a result, he was going to come desperately, and he couldn't stop it." Frightened explanation.
"Wouldn't you take him away, still there?" Zhao Yi stretched his hand and slapped it fiercely on the soldier's forehead.
"No, let him go." At this time, General Jin Jia, who had been silent on his knees and closed his eyes, closed his eyes.
Pan Chen, who had desperately wanted to struggle, was not struggling to hear General Jinjia's order. The moment the soldier put him on the ground, Panchen ran to the corpse.
Watching countless corpses pile up, Panchen madly looked for Grandpa's body. Finding one out of ten thousand people is such a fantasy.
"Woo grandpa, you promised me." Xiao Panchen pulled away the bodies one by one without any clue.
"Woo. Grandpa and I grew up."
"Woo grandpa, you say. I want to be strong."
"Grandpa, I didn't steal the buns, I really didn't."
Panchen Xiao couldn't bear the pain from the wound that had not healed on the soles of his feet, and he planted his on the ground.
"Okay, bring him back." The Golden Armor no longer looked at him patiently.
Zhao Yi took a step and ran to Xiao Panchen. "Children, we gave your grandfather off, let him go all the way." Zhao Yi cautiously hugged Xiao Panchen's body. Seeing that Xiao Panchen was not struggling in his arms, he quickly took Xiao Panchen back to General Jin Jia.
"Enemy with the Son! Qi Yue Wuyi? Tongzi with the Son. Wang Yuxing, repair my spear." General Jin Jia never looked at Xiao Panchen again, his low voice slowly rising.
"Enemy with the Son! Qi said Wuyi? Tongzi with the child. Wang Yuxing, repair my spear. Together with the son! Qiyu Wuyi? With the child. Wang Yuxing, repair my armor.偕行! "Every soldier was groaning in a hoarse voice, following General Jin Jia's singing, his determined face covered with sadness.
"Woo woo" followed the sound of the song, and the ghosts in the city shook loudly, as if responding. There was a black air, and in the recitation of the song, it rushed over the sunset city. When the light from the sun meets the ghost gas, it is like dropping a drop of water in the hot grease. The "squeaky" voice never stopped.
The black clouds that enveloped the entire sunset city, after a while, disappeared without a shadow. Not even a drop of dust remained.
"Lift my war spear and send him off."
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"Lift my war spear and send the child forward." The soldier kneeling on the ground looked at the black cloud dissipated in the air, and the tears in his eyes could no longer stop. Waving the spear in his hand, he sent the last trip to the dead compatriot.
"Grandpa walks slowly." General Jin Jia ordered people to give Xiao Panchen a torch, and after that, Xiao Panchen threw the torch in his hand into the corpse. Kneeled the ground on both knees and knocked nine heads in a row.
At the moment when Panchen threw the torch, General Jin Jia turned his arm. "Burn." A command that sounded the world passed into the eardrums of all cavalry.
In a flash, the fire was long. Throughout the world, the temperature rose sharply, and a pungent smell came from the corpse. Xiao Panchen's face was glowing with fire, and his eyes were reflecting some strange fire in the wind.
The sky, the flames of the burning flames made the air violently oscillate. The white clouds above the sunset city were soon scattered by the air waves. Above me is covered by a cloud, and the sky is clear.
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The corpse was burned from morning to evening, and there was no fire. During this period, because the smell revealed by the burning of the body filled the entire sunset city, General Jin Jia had to order everyone to camp outside the city. At the same time, anyone is ordered not to enter Sunset City when the smell has not dissipated. Panchen Xiao refused to leave, and finally General Jin Jia promised that he would give him ashes in a bottle, and he settled.
At night, a little moonlight scattered the afterglow on the whole desert. The entire desert surface was silver-plated, and the wind blew on the tent outside the city along with the moonlight.
Panchen was lying on the sand at the edge of the desert, his hands behind his head. The godless eyes stared blankly at the starry night sky, as if guessing what grandpa would turn into a star in the night sky.
"What's your name." Xiao Panchen finally removed his eyes from the sky and turned his head to look at General Jin Jia who was lying on the ground beside him. "My name is Pan Chen."
"The day before yesterday, the owner of Sunset City was in the desert outside Sunset City. He was ambushed and was seriously injured. He went to Xianghai City, the nearest city to Sunset City, for help. After arriving in Xianghai City, I only had time to say that Sunset City needed reinforcements. I died. Looking at his wounds, I can conclude that the people who ambushed him were the angelic family who likes to play with mystery and arrogance. "General Jin Jia seemed to be talking to himself in a faint tone, and the topic changed:" I want to know what happened What happened? "
"Why should I tell you." Xiao Panchen turned his face, his tone almost paranoid.
"Are you angry that my rescue is not timely?" General Jin Jia said a bit lonely, but said sincerely. "I hope you tell me what happened, which is very important to our human race."
Panchen blinked and sat up. Observe the Golden Armor very carefully, well, I believe you.
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General Jin Jia was gone, recalling the excitement and enthusiasm that General Jin Jia's cold face could not restrain when he talked about that huge heartbeat. Panchen Xiao knew that there was a big secret, showing a corner. General Jin Jia refused to confess a word, just said that you are still weak, and forget all the things that happened before.
After touching the chest, the key is still the same, and Panchen must know what treasure it is. The key saved him twice in a day, but now he doesn't care about it. The key remains the same, untouched. Panchen had to give up temporarily, thinking that he would leave with General Jin Jia's cavalry tomorrow, a little confused, hesitant, and a little curious.
"Grandpa, I'm gone. I took it away. I wonder if it's your ashes. Grandpa, which star in the sky will you be?" Xiao Panchen looked at the countless, inexhaustible stars, with the back of the moon Walked into the tent.
When the color of the sky was slightly whitish, General Jin Jia walked to Pan Chen with a white porcelain bottle in his hand. Put the porcelain bottle in your hand to Pan Chen's hand. "This is a point from a pile of ashes, although I don't know if it is your grandfather's ashes, but those ashes are also buried in peace, your grandfather should be considered a hospice, and you should be relieved." Rubbed the porcelain bottle with his clothes, "Thank you."
Pan Chen looked back at the sunset city under the sun, still as simple and desolate as that.
"Let's go." General Jin Jia stood before the horse and stretched out his hands, watching Pan Chen nodded slightly.
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Driving, the horseshoe stepped on the flying sand towards Xianghai City in the south of Sunset City, and Pan Chen sat in front of General Jinjia. Watching the golden sand that had existed since he was a child, disappeared quickly. Until the grass appeared in front of me, I could no longer find a barren land. Pan Chencai got rid of his paste-like head.
Looking at the refreshing green in front of me, there was a fresh air in my nose. Pan Chen finally sorted out his thoughts and began to enjoy the novel feeling brought to him by the first horse riding. After all, Pan Chen is just a child younger than eight years old. Even if he suffers such a big change, he will still have a child's heart. Plus the powerful arm of the General Golden Armor next to him. Pan Chen's fears decreased a lot.
However, wounds that once bleeded will leave scars if healed well. After experiencing this matter, Pan Chen's heart was very hatred for the wild beast, leading to Pan Chen began to have someone who does not offend me, I do not offend. If a person violates me, I will commit a crime. Those who are not my family, their minds must be different.
"What's your name, why are you so good to me? Is it something that is greedy for me?" Pan Chen tilted his head and looked at General Jin Jia in the back, very puzzled.
"Well, my name is Ma Kun. Why are you good, you will understand when you grow up. Anyway, it's not what you think." Ma Kun looked depressed, thinking that my general is still greedy for your benefits. Ma Kun threw his whip, sat down on the horse and roared, and the speed suddenly began to accelerate.
"Ah." Pan Chen didn't expect the speed of the war horse to suddenly increase, knowing that Ma Kun must have deliberately retaliated, and he scolded Ma Kun in his heart.
"Hahaha, by the way, do you still have family members in your family?" Ma Kun laughed heartily, and the stagnation in his chest had finally been relieved for a few days.
"No, since I was a child, there was only one grandfather." Pan Chen was very lonely. Others have parents, but my parents. ..