Chapter 842 Hall of Heroes, Burying Yan Wen

Moreover, Yan Wen is also the direct disciple of his good friend Zhao Qing and Han Yan's nephew. Naturally, he has a lot of care for Yan Wen. Moreover, Yan Wen's performance at the seventh temporary pass can be worthy of the sentence "Speak lightly to the world." "Wen" poems.

If it hadn't been for the damage to Yan Wen's dantian caused by that battle, with Yan Wen's talent back then, he would now be at least a literary giant, or even a semi-saint.

"Yan Wenta also said a few days ago that he would meet me soon. How did he die?"

Zhong Mei looked at Xue Fufeng in front of him and asked in a deep voice. At this moment, his heart was full of doubts. He didn't understand why Yan Wen died suddenly.

Hearing this, Ci Song took a step forward, cupped his hands towards Zhong Mei and said, "Mr. Zhong, Mr. Yan Wen died in my hands."

"What???"

Zhong Mei's face showed shock, while Ci Song told all the past between him and Yan Wen.

When Zhong Mei heard that Yan Wen had given up on himself after returning to Yan Sheng Academy, and even lowered his status to take action against Ci Song, who had just enrolled, the expression on his face was even more shocked.

"Hey, that kid Yan Wen was a talent back then. It's a pity, it's a pity."

Zhong Mei looked at Ci Song in front of him with a look of regret on his face. He did not expect that Yan Wen would end up like this.

"The reason why Mr. Yan Wen became like this was because of the battle to guard the pass. This is why I took the initiative to ask for help and wanted to investigate the truth." Ci Song said slowly.

"Oh, this thing is also my fault. If I had insisted on keeping this child with me at that time, maybe this situation would not have happened now."

Zhong Mei took a deep breath, waved his hands and said, "That's all."

I saw Zhong Mei raising his hand and waving the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and a magnificent hall appeared in the originally empty square.

There was a strong chilling air exuding from his body, and even Ci Song and Zhong Qi found it difficult to breathe under the influence of this chilling air.

"This is the Hall of Heroes. All the literati who died in the Pass Battle will be buried here. You can come with me."

Zhong Mei led Xue Fufeng and Ci Song into the main hall. When they entered the main hall, the chilling air disappeared without a trace and was replaced by a peaceful atmosphere, as if the hall was filled with Pure land on earth.

The walls of the main hall are densely carved with names. These are literati who once died in the temporary pass. Each name represents a once vivid life.

In the deepest part of the hall, there are tombs. In front of each tomb, there is a stone tablet with the name of the owner of the tomb and their life on it.

Among them, there are also fallen literary giants. Because their talents and bodies returned to heaven and earth after death, Tianguan set up tombs for them to commemorate them.

"This is the Hall of Heroes. All the scholars who can be buried here are heroes who sacrificed their lives to protect our human race and Confucianism. They should be remembered forever."

Zhong Mei pointed to the corner of the main hall and saw a newly erected tomb there. On the stone tablet in front of the tomb, the word "Yan Wen" was engraved on it.

"A few days ago, when Yan Wen and I were paying homage to the heroic souls together, they joked with me. He said that after his death, he was not worthy of entering the Heroic Soul Hall.

At that time, I deliberately built a tomb for him as a joke, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a prophecy. "

"Thinking about it now, maybe he had planned everything at that time." Zhong Mei looked at the tomb in front of him with a look of sadness on his face. "Sir once said that he hoped to be buried next to his teacher after his death. I wonder if Mr. Zhong can fulfill his last wish." Ci Song said to Zhong Mei, who cupped his hands, and Zhong Mei was lighthearted when he heard the words. He nodded lightly. I saw Zhong Mei gently waving the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and the tomb originally located in the corner disappeared in an instant. When Ci Song and others came to Zhao Qing's tomb, they found that Yan Wen's tomb had already appeared in front of Zhao Qing's tomb. Beside the grave.

The master raised his hand, and the surrounding space was distorted. A coffin slowly appeared in front of everyone. Under Zhong Mei's control, the coffin slowly fell into the tomb.

"Yan Wen, there is only so much I can do for you. I hope you can have a good destination in your next life."

Zhong Mei looked at the tomb in front of him and murmured softly. And at the moment when the tomb was completely sealed, a faint ray of light rose into the sky from the tomb and turned into an illusory figure in the sky above the Hall of Heroes.

This figure was none other than Yan Wen. At this moment, with a gentle smile on his face, he bowed deeply to Zhong Mei, then turned into dots of starlight and disappeared into the Hall of Heroes.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhong." Yan Wen's voice echoed in the Hall of Heroes, while Zhong Mei nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.

"This kid won't make people worry if he dies." Zhong Mei looked at the direction in which Yan Wen disappeared and said with a smile, but anyone could see that there was a hint of regret in his eyes. "Let's go back. Kong Fang just sent me a message, saying that he wanted to meet you three little guys."

Zhong Mei looked at the Ci and Song people in front of him and said with a smile. Then he turned to look at Xue Fufeng and said, "Fufeng, where are you going next? If you have nothing to do, just chat with me here."

After hearing this, the master shook his head, "I am planning to go to the Endless Sea. It was rumored a few days ago that the Ghost Valley has appeared in the world, and Ningping is safe. Gongsun Cuo and Wang Ling'er went together to search for traces of the Ghost Valley. Although Wang Ling'er has returned, Ning Ping'an and Gongsun Cuo

But there was no news. I wanted to go and have a look. " "Ghost Valley?" Everyone in the world has said that he has already ascended to the Immortal Realm, but I have met him several times and sat down to chat for a long time. With his temperament, even if he reaches the realm of a saint, he will not ascend to the Immortal Realm. "

Zhong Mei shook his head and said, "Then you go. If you can see him, say hello to him for me." Hearing this, Xue Fufeng nodded slightly, cupped his hands towards Zhong Mei and said, "I will do it. ”

"Okay, let's go back. Don't keep that old guy Kong Fang waiting too long."

Zhong Mei said with a smile, and then he waved his middle cattail leaf fan. The three of Ci and Song Dynasties only felt Zhou

The surrounding space changed, and when they appeared again, the three of them were already in a meeting hall.

"You are here."

An old voice sounded, and an old man with gray hair was seen sitting on the main seat. Although this old man had gray hair, his face was very rosy and he looked energetic. And this old man was the president of Tianguan. Guanzhu, Kong Fang.

"I've met Mr. Kong Fang."

The three people from Ci and Song bowed their hands in salute to Kong Fang, while Kong Fang nodded lightly and said with a smile: "I remember that the last time I saw you, the three of you were just Jinshi and Hanlin. I didn't expect that in just a few years, you would become Having grown to such an extent, the future is truly terrifying.”

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