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Volume 1 Chapter 188 Blood-stained Western Mountain (1)

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    The sky is a little hazy, the fog has not completely dispersed, and the Xishan Mausoleum is surprisingly quiet today.  Under the Western Mountain is a pavilion. At this time, a rickety old man is sitting in the pavilion, with a pot of wine in front of him. He is drinking the wine to warm himself while looking up to the Western Mountain with his small eyes.  This rickety old man is the tomb sweeper of Xishan Mausoleum. He knows that every year at this time, a big shot will come to visit the tombstone buried in the most feng shui place on Xishan Mountain. And every time this big shot comes, he will bring a group of extraordinary people with him.  , these people will disperse and guard any entrance of the Xishan Mausoleum every time to prevent others from entering and disturbing this big shot.  There are two slightly higher hills above the West Mountain, and the plants planted around them are connected to these hills. Looking from a distance, those hills are like two outstretched wings, and these endless plants are like the beautiful wheels.  The beautiful body and tail of the phoenix enlarge the top of the mountain and stand upright. From a distance, the whole picture looks like a phoenix spreading its wings after nirvana.  There is a tombstone on the belly of this phoenix, but there is no tombstone around the entire phoenix body. In other words, there is only such a tombstone in this treasure land.  Three sticks of incense had just been lit in front of the white and desolate tombstone, and a bunch of bright flowers were placed. At this time, an old man sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone looked at the picture on the tombstone with a gentle expression that had gone through many years.  He took a black and white photo and said slowly: "It's this time today again. I'm here to see you. It's still foggy on the West Mountain today. This happens every year when I come to see you. Are you impatient with waiting? I  Is it already blurry in your mind? "This old man is naturally Dongfang Qingyun, who came to Xishan Mausoleum to visit his long-dead wife, Dongfang Hua's mother. His voice is deep and long-lasting, full of bitterness and helplessness.  The seriousness and high-ranking aura seen in reality have completely disappeared. Now he is just an ordinary old man who misses his wife who has been dead for many years.  On the path fifty steps away from him, stood three tough men over forty with serious faces, always observing the situation around them. They were all real masters of the Guards around Dongfang Qingyun, and they had all accompanied him.  Dongfang Qingyun has been a fierce warrior for many years.  Both in terms of force and actual combat experience, they are one level higher than the members of the elite intelligence team trained by devils. Only when Dongfang Qingyun walks out of the military compound and special training base, these people will appear next to him ghostly and give him advice.  The safest protection. Today Dongfang Qingyun came to the cemetery to pay homage to the old lady. Almost half of this team was dispatched. Except for those guarding the entrances at the foot of the mountain, none of these three were stronger than those around Dongfang Hua.  Uncle Bao is bad.  Dongfang Qingyun faced the photo on the tombstone in front of him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will come down to accompany you when I finish all the things at hand. Hua'er has grown up and is very promising. I won't  Worrying about him, Xiaorou has become a generous girl and has the ability to survive on her own. I don't have to worry about her anymore. Apart from this long-cherished wish that has not yet been completed, I don't have any regrets anymore. You know what?  ? It is indeed lonely to live alone, especially when you are old, you always like to reminisce. I have devoted my life to the Huaxia Kingdom, and I am worthy of the dead soldiers and the founding fathers of the Huaxia Kingdom. When the Huangfu family collapses, those who want to  When all the gringos who engulfed China are destroyed, I will come down to accompany you. I believe that such a day is not far away." At this time, the fog on the west mountain began to gradually disperse, and the plants and buildings in the distance could be seen clearly.  Outline, Dongfang Qingyun looked at the environment around the tombstone, and said to himself again: "I remember when I found this place for you, the Feng Shui master said that this place belongs to Xiyang, and burying one person can guarantee eternal life.  Peace, burying two people can make a phoenix rise from the ashes and be reborn from the ashes. It is a place where dragons and phoenixes are auspicious. Only by burying two people can we ensure eternal peace. Although the Dongfang family is suffering from many disasters, it can be regarded as peace and blessing. Maybe it is what is missing.  I, the Dongfang family is in this situation now. But I am very scared, I am afraid that it will not be like this after my death, so please forgive me, I can only close my eyes with peace of mind when I see the world is peaceful with my own eyes."  Dongfang Qingyun said that the corners of his eyes were already a little moist. He stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes. Only every time he sat here would he think of the past and feel sad.  After he sat quietly with the tombstone for a while, one of the three bodyguards slowly walked to a place a few steps away from Dongfang Qingyun, bowed his head in a standard military posture and said respectfully: "Old chief, we should  I'm going back." "Wait a little longer. I want to stay with her for a while longer," Dongfang Qingyun responded softly, with too much emotion in his voice that was hard to erase.  "Yes." The bodyguard responded without any hesitation and then turned around and returned to his original position.  In the pavilion at the foot of the Western Mountain, the rickety old man looked up and drank the last drop of wine from the jug. He seemed to be fainting. He slammed the jug on the ground, stood up, and laughed nervously: "  Shit, I will be buried here after my death, choose the bestA good Feng Shui treasure land will allow my descendants and descendants to live a glorious life.  "    "Um?  what is that?  "After grumbling, the rickety old man suddenly saw a mighty convoy on the mountain road far away from the cemetery. There were as many as a dozen vehicles. The leader was a military Hummer, and the rest were all  They were all black military jeeps, and the ostentation was even bigger than the big shot who came before. The stooped man squinted his cloudy eyes and was a little confused: "Isn't the cemetery closed today?  Who else is coming?  " Then he sat in the pavilion with great interest and carefully observed the row of motorcades. It seemed that only in this way could he satisfy his inner status as a humble commoner. " That row of motorcades did not drive up the mountain road to the west mountain, but on another mountain.  The mountain road stopped at the top of the mountain, and then the military Hummers opened up neatly, and a group of people in blue uniforms walked out. There were at least seven or eight people in each jeep, and a dozen jeeps were enough to hold seventy or eighty people.  After all the jeeps closed their doors again, the whole mountain road was a blue scene, and people's heads were trembling. These figures in blue uniforms were divided into several batches at a very fast speed, and then they set foot on the mountain road of the West Mountain and came slowly.  Looking at these figures in blue uniforms, the rickety old man straightened his back and his face became nervous, because he saw that although the steps of these figures in blue uniforms were relaxed and steady, a terrifying aura formed by them also spread immediately, and  Judging from their stern and aggressive expressions, it was obvious that these people were very unusual. As a grave sweeper in the cemetery, the rickety old man had naturally developed a pair of venomous eyes. The momentum and violence that erupted from these people were obvious.  Judging from it, it was filled with terrifying murderous intent. The rickety old man suddenly felt that something was a little strange. He could only endure his curiosity and nervously hid on the guardrail under the pavilion, stretched out his head to watch this strange scene.  The uniformed figures dispersed and walked up each entrance of Xishan. After a while, the first blue uniformed figure finally came to the entrance. The few soldiers guarding the entrance looked at the seven or eight people in front of them with cautious and serious faces.  A figure in a blue uniform with a dull face said in a low voice: "No one is allowed to enter Xishan today.  " However, before the soldier could react, the man in blue uniform stuck out his tongue and licked Yu's lips, and suddenly smiled eerily. Then a pistol appeared in his hand, pointing at the soldier without warning.  His head was shot, and it was a sharp shot. This soldier kept his stiff movements even when he died. The other soldiers were immediately horrified. They immediately pulled out the pistols around their waists and pointed them at this group of unknown origins.  However, their movements were still half a step slower. The guns in the hands of those uniforms had already been fired, and a series of bullets ruthlessly penetrated their chests. The sound of gunshots broke the silence of Xishan, and someone shouted in horror.  He said: "There is an enemy attack.  " Just after shouting, there was another gunshot, and the sound of gunshots resounded across the Western Mountain again. The soldiers guarding each entrance were shocked to see groups of people in blue uniforms running up the mountain road, all holding weapons in their hands.  Armed with all kinds of firearms, without any hesitation, these soldiers who had experienced several life-and-death battles immediately pulled out the pistols at their waists and opened fire violently at these uniformed men, and those uniformed men also followed the action.  The figure was even faster, like a cheetah going up the mountain. The firearms in his hands started shooting at these soldiers, and a gun battle began. After all, the men in blue uniforms had a large number of people, and it was Dongfang Qingyun who brought these.  Several times the number of soldiers, after several rounds of shooting, most of them were dead. Although they had experienced hundreds of battles and were elites who had survived all kinds of cruel battles, it was not easy to subdue these people. Everyone's marksmanship and actions were very different.  They are no worse than them, and the weapons in their hands are much stronger than them. There are various micro-charges and heavy-duty charges emerging one after another, and they are also accompanied by the sound of sniper rifles in the melee. They are obviously well-prepared, but they are just  They just brought the pistols they carried with them. It can be said that the firepower of the two parties was not of the same level, and the defeat was reasonable. As these soldiers were defeated step by step, the remaining people all ran up the west mountain.  While running, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old chief, get out of here quickly, there is an enemy attack.  " On the west mountain, the three bodyguards who had heard the gunshots and discovered the gunfight at the bottom of the mountain immediately gathered around Dongfang Qingyun, pulled out the pistol at his waist, and the leading bodyguard shouted in a low voice: "You two and the old chief came from  On the other side, go down the mountain and I'll cover you.  " Dongfang Qingyun's deep pupils looked at this scene ruthlessly. There was no tension or panic in his eyes. He had no idea how many times he had experienced this kind of attack when he was young, and how many times he had been violently attacked by the enemy.  He escaped from the gunfire. If he hadn't gotten old now, he would have had the urge to go into battle with a gun. But now, with the huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, he could only choose to retreat. He watched the batches of people who quickly went up the mountain.  The blue figure's eyes instantly became extremely sharp: "Huangfu Yi's Blue Soul Troops."
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