Zuo Yu knew that this little fat man was not talking about his boss, but his boss's age and identity could allow the boys of the Su family to come to pay homage every year?

The fat man was still hiding his cover-up. Just the words he said just now, he could guess his background with a little brain. The "Fang Zhao" who could send people to worship every year was the one who was buried in the Yanzhou Martyrs Cemetery.

"Are you talking about the one from the Martyrs' Cemetery?" Zuo Yu looked at Fang Zhao next to him when asked about Su Hou. He actually wanted to know what these people with the same name and surname as the martyrs were feeling when discussing martyrs with others?

Fang Zhao had a smile on his face and didn't say anything, just listened to Zuo Yu and Su Hou talking.

"Yes, that's that person! Do you know what kind of person he is?" Su Hou asked curiously. He was still searching the Internet for "Fang Zhao" when he was sent to Yanzhou. There were too many people with the same name and surname. However, as a martyr in Yanzhou and his identity was important, there was only one person. Unfortunately, there was too little information available online and he didn't know it completely. He only learned from his brothers and sisters that the man was a friend of Su Mu of their Su family, and his tombstone in Yanzhou was second only to the Jianzhou general Wu Yan.

"He, I know, we taught history classes before when we were in school."

Zuo Yu glanced around and found no danger. The police guarding the tombs not far away looked at them with caution, which made Zuo Yu tell stories more with confidence. Because the tomb guards were all staring at this side, if there was any potential danger, the tomb guards would definitely notice it in advance. As long as they moved, Zuo Yu could react in time and protect Fang Zhao to evacuate.

In fact, Zuo Yu often learned about the "Fang Zhao" of Yanzhou martyr, and later heard about it from others. He didn't know much, but it was okay to pretend to be in front of Su Hou.

All the stories that people know seem to be good, praising the great achievements of the martyrs. Zuo Yu tells the stories in Yanzhou history books vividly, and Su Hou, who was sitting in front of the tombstone, was shocked.

Fang Zhao stood beside him and listened quietly. Those stories were a little strange and the traces of artisticization were too serious. However, this was not the first time Fang Zhao had experienced such things. When he went to Yanzhou Martyrs Cemetery before the anniversary, someone in the memorial hall was telling stories, and he also mentioned that the traces of artistic there were even heavier.

He shook his head silently, and Fang Zhao looked up at Su Mu's tombstone.

Su Mu's tombstone is similar to Wu Yan's tombstone. The life summary is summarized in two sentences, and then Su Mu's contribution to Muzhou.

Compared to Wuyan, who is a generation younger than him, Fang Zhao, Su Mu and others who have also experienced peace years and then struggled in the end of the world are more familiar with them.

Five hundred years later, I was very complicated to visit my former old friends. Fang Zhao himself didn't know how to describe it. When he was reborn, Fang Zhao was also envious of seeing his old friends in the new century. But if those old friends knew that he was reborn five hundred years later, they might be envious of him, right?

Zuo Yu next to him kept talking for half an hour, and the muscles on the faces of the police guarding the tomb not far away were twitching. He probably didn't expect this person to be so irritated.

When Zuo Yu finally stopped, Su Hou had not heard it yet.

"What else? Can you tell me about Fang Zhao, General Su Mu, General Lu Xi, General Wu Yan, and others who met him?" Su Hou asked expectantly.

"There are too many to say." Zuo Yu replied. In fact, he himself didn't know that the goods in his stomach were almost empty. Making it up? That's too disrespectful to the martyrs, so I won't say it anymore.

"Anyway, you just need to remember that the people buried in the martyrs' cemeteries in every continent, the famous ones but not the names, are worthy of respect and admiration, especially those with the tombstones in front of them, are all great men." Zuo Yu concluded.

Unable to hear more stories, Su Hou was a little disappointed. He touched the wound on his forehead and grinned: "That's good."

He has heard a lot of stories about Su Mu, the ancestor of the Su family, regaining Muzhou, and has also watched many films and TV series from that era. Every middle-aged young man has a superhero dream in his heart. Therefore, he admired Su Mu and was also happy when he was sent to Yanzhou for worship. Because he grew up in Muzhou, he also heard stories related to Muzhou. Those leaders outside Muzhou who did not know much about the destruction period outside Muzhou. If it was true as Zuo Yu said, it would be worth it to be in vain. Because of the resentment that he had been cheated by his brothers and sisters once, a lot of them dispersed after hearing Zuo Yu's words.

As soon as he got angry, Su Hou felt a severe headache. He also knew that it was not good for him to stay here forever. If he was encountered by those entertainment media looking for news everywhere, it would be troublesome.

As he got up and was about to leave, Su Hou said to Zuo Yu: "Your story is well told, add a friend. I will go to Yanzhou to play with you when I have time."

Su Hou felt that the two people he met were good. Although he was not smart, he could also feel the kindness and malice coming from people. Moreover, these two people did not inquire about his family, at least they did not have a strong interest purpose. Add a friend and would like to hear more stories in the future, so it would be convenient to find someone.

"This is my signal, my name is...Su Hou." After Su Hou announced his name, he looked at the reactions of Zuo Yu and Fang Zhao.

"I know, your photos can be found in entertainment journals. Don't run around, it's best to bring your bodyguards. I've seen many children like you who are tied up when they run around and get tied up." Zuo Yu said while adding friends.

"What's your name? Add a friend too!" Su Hou looked at another person next to Zuo Yu.

"My name is Fang Zhao."

Su Hou: "..."

Su Hou walked a few steps towards the exit with a stupid look on his face, then retreated to look at Fang Zhao, "Fang Zhao?"

Zuo Yu explained: "This is my boss, Fang Zhao, who kowtowed and worshiped the same name and surname as the martyr 'Fang Zhao' you kowtowed."

"Oh." Su Hou grabbed the short hair on his head, a little embarrassed. He knew that there were many people with the same name and surname as the martyr, but when he met one in this situation, he always felt a little awkward.

"You mentioned just now that people from other continents will also send people to worship every year?" Fang Zhao asked.

Just now when Zuo Yu was telling a story, Su Hou mentioned this, but he didn't say much. Zuo Yu didn't notice anything special here. Every year, other continents visit Yanzhou Martyrs Cemetery, and they will also worship the martyrs by the way. This is very common.

"Has mentioned?" Su Hou grabbed his head and recalled, "Oh, yes, I don't know, but I just heard that, just like our Su family sends people to worship every year, and there are people in other continents. The time may not be the same, but most of them are before and in the next month, there are some people who don't know about it. When I passed by yesterday, I met people from Xizhou."

Fang Zhao smiled and didn't ask again, saying to Su Hou: "Go back quickly. It should be someone who came to find you. Treat the wound on the forehead quickly. No matter how angry you are, don't be unable to get along with yourself. If the wound on the head is not treated in time, you will become stupid."

Zuo Yu next to him: Boss, do you know that you are lying to the child like this?

However, Su Hou believed it. He felt that he was no longer smart, if he became even more stupid...

"Help!!" Su Hou spread his thick legs and ran towards a group of people who had just entered the core area of ​​the cemetery, which made the team think that Fang Zhao and Zuo Yu were going to kidnap Su Hou and some people were drawing guns.

However, soon, the whole face of the team leader was a little distorted. Perhaps after listening to Su Hou’s story, he found that it was completely different from what he had imagined. He signaled the people in the team to put away the gun, then showed a polite smile at Fang Zhao and the others, nodded, and then a team of people surrounded Su Hou and left.

Some rebukes came faintly outside the core area of ​​the cemetery. It was not the one who scolded Su Hou, but some media looking for news outside the core area, or people who were watching the fun, and the staff of the cemetery were scolding him.

"The young master of the rich family." Zuo Yu sighed, and then he was a little happy again. "This time I was lucky. I met a young master of the rich family. Speaking of the rich family, the families of those Genesis generals are all recognized as wealthy families. Boss, how great it would be if you were descendants of the great men of Genesis."

Fang Zhao just smiled and didn't say anything.

Stand quietly in front of Su Mu's tombstone for a while, and then walk towards the next tombstone, just like when you were at the Martyrs Cemetery in Yanzhou.

This is not Fang Zhao's main battlefield, but some names are still familiar with Fang Zhao. Even if you are not familiar with them, you will have some impressions.

There is no tomb of "Fang Zhao" here, but someone still remembers him.

After five hundred years, I can still send people to worship. Even if I just follow a formality and complete a task, Fang Zhao would not say that they are not good. Even if people are related to blood, their relationship will fade over time, let alone don’t know how many generations they have separated, and they have no blood relationship. It is rare for Su Hou to really kowtow and knock dozens of them once they are kowtowed.

After walking out of the cemetery, I went straight to the square in front of the large tombstone. Standing in the square, I could see the front of the magnificent monument of the core tomb area.

Because the anniversary has passed for a while, there are not many people here. The anniversary holiday has passed. The media who come to work and school because of Su Hou also diverted their attention as Su Hou left and no longer stayed here.

The people in groups of three or three probably worshiped someone and walked quietly in the square. Without the hustle and bustle of anniversary, the square seemed very empty, and occasionally other sounds came. A gust of wind blew the leaves and grass clippings from the trees, and the sound of slaughtering sounds were made on the stone floor of the square.

This is the most common state in cemeteries.

Fang Zhao's pace became slower and slower, and he turned his head slightly, as if he was deciding something.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Yu thought Fang Zhao had discovered something unusual and became alert, but after searching for a while, he didn't find any suspicious points.

"Listen." Fang Zhao said.

"What?" Zuo Yu still didn't understand.

"Listen to the sound."

Zuo Yu listened carefully, but still didn't find anything worth noting, "Boss, what sound did you hear?"

"The sound of the tombstone."

Zuo Yu: "..."

After grabbing goosebumps on his arm, Zuo Yu asked: "Is there any sound in the tombstone?"

"There are. Every tombstone, big, small, near, and far, has their sounds. There are trees, people, including the square here, the stone slabs laid on the square, etc. The entire cemetery has its own sound." Fang Zhao stopped, closed his eyes, listened carefully, his hands hanging on his side, and his fingers moved one after another.

Zuo Yu: "..." My boss is a lunatic!

A gust of wind blew. Although the climate here became warmer today and the wind was a little soft and warm, Zuo Yu shivered and cold sweat was about to seep out of his back, and he always felt a creepy feeling.

"Boss, we must respect science!"
Chapter completed!