Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

A gust of wind suddenly howled past.

On the top of the mountain, countless figures descended unexpectedly.

Looking carefully, these figures are male and female, old and young, but most of them have strange looks, like monsters.

However, although their looks were peculiar, they exuded a sacred aura.

"Everyone."

At this moment, an old man with gray hair came out, and said to the gods behind him with a smile: "This place is the border of the Ming Kingdom."

"I have come to Daming Kingdom under His Majesty's order this time, the first reason is to protect the safety of the place."

"Secondly..."

"It is to select virtuous people for the underworld, and to prepare for the conferment of the gods in the near future."

"I hope that everyone will be diligent and diligent in the days to come, and not disappoint the expectations of His Majesty and the underworld."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, many mountain gods behind him cupped their fists respectfully, and saluted the old man: "Follow the elder's instruction!"

An elder is an extremely noble existence in the mountain god clan.

To become an elder, one not only needs to have a very high level of cultivation, but also needs to have a highly respected seniority.

And this old man.

It is an elder elected by many mountain gods.

His name is Fude, and he is also the mountain god who will soon be the god of Mount Tai.

Hearing the words of the mountain gods, Ford nodded and said, "In this case, let's stop talking nonsense, and let's work together to open the temple!"

"Complete work early, and serve early!"

Finish saying this.

All the mountain gods seemed to have a tacit understanding, they all picked up the mountain god crutches beside them, and tapped lightly on the ground.

"Dong dong dong..."

The crisp knocking sound echoed on the top of Mount Tai.

One sound after another, continuously transmitted from the top of the mountain, like a torrent of bells, clear and melodious.

this moment.

All the mountain gods closed their eyes.

They looked solemn and pious, as if they were performing some kind of prayer ceremony.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The crisp percussion sound seems to be very penetrating.

They are constantly spreading outward along the direction of the mountain top.

The sound is getting farther and farther...

It even spread to various cities in the Ming Dynasty.

At this moment, all the people couldn't help but stop and listen carefully...

The knocking sound came from afar.

……

Qingyang City.

In a remote mansion.

Seven or eight people were standing in front of a bed.

On the bed, lay an old man with white hair, about six or seventy years old.The old man seemed to be seriously ill, his face was yellow and thin, and he was moaning weakly while lying on the bed.

He seemed to be almost exhausted.

The blurred eyes were full of reluctance.

"Ugh……"

At this moment, a young doctor shook his head, and said softly to a man beside him: "Mr. Li, the old man is no longer good."

"With our current means, it is really powerless."

"You'd better... prepare for the funeral early!"

As soon as these words came out, the man called Mr. Li suddenly trembled.

The eye sockets, which were already tired, were slightly moist at this moment.

However, before he could speak, a girl next to him cried out with a "wow".

As if she was extremely shocked, she rushed to the side of the old man and burst into tears: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!"

"My grandpa is the healthiest grandpa in the world!"

"I can't believe he's leaving us!"

"You liar!!"

The girl knelt on the ground, wailing incessantly, tears flowing out like a bank bursting.

In her impression, grandpa was the strongest man in the world.

When she was a child, her grandfather often carried her to the town to play, and she just lay on his back like this, looking at all kinds of weird things in the town.

At the end of the day, grandpa never complains that he is tired.

He even smiled and said: "My little baby is the lightest baby in the world. As long as he can hold my little granddaughter, grandpa will not be tired even if he travels all over the world!"

She still remembers...

Once I was bullied by the neighbor's children, and it was my grandpa who ran over, scaring five or six children across the street to the point of peeing.

After returning, grandpa patted his chest and assured her: "In this life, grandpa will never let anyone bully my precious granddaughter!"

She has always kept these words in her heart!

It seems that as long as there is grandpa around, she will never be bullied.

But she never thought of...

That grandfather who was once extremely strong and took good care of her was about to pass away?

How can she accept this?

Seeing the girl who kept crying, the noses of the people beside her felt sour. They suppressed their crying and comforted softly: "Nian Nian, don't be like this..."

"Get up, don't make grandpa feel sad."

"Yes, Nian Nian, get up quickly."

However, the girl still didn't listen to the persuasion, she held on to her grandfather's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face: "Grandpa, get up quickly!"

"Nian Nian misses you!"

"Didn't you say that you will buy me a lot of sugar figurines in the future?"

"You also said that you will protect me for the rest of your life!"

"I'm going to study in the city soon, what if Nian Nian is bullied by other children again? If you are gone, who will protect Nian Nian!"

Listen to the girl's cry.

The old man on the bed was also full of reluctance.

He really wanted to speak to comfort his granddaughter, but the current illness made him unable to speak anymore.

in his heart...

Why are you willing to leave?

His precious granddaughter has lacked the company of her parents since she was a child, and there are very few people who can talk to her.

Now that she leaves, I'm afraid she will be bullied in the future, and no one will be able to protect her.

oh my god oh my god...

Why are you so cruel?

At least, let me live some time so that I can watch my granddaughter grow up and get married happily, right?

How can you let me be willing to leave now?

The old man sighed inwardly.

He knew that at this moment, all prayers were in vain.

He could only raise his hand and gently wipe away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes.

On the old face, he squeezed out a smile with all his strength.

can say that……

The last bit of tenderness he gave to his granddaughter.

And just when the old man closed his eyes, ready to wait for death in peace.

"Dong dong dong...!"

A strange sound suddenly floated from a distance.

Hearing this voice, everyone in the room was slightly taken aback.

"What... what's going on?"

"What a strange sound!"

Confused expressions filled everyone's faces.

In the presence, only the girl's body shook!

Because she suddenly noticed...

Grandpa, who was originally weak and weak, now had blood on his face.

That limp and weak palm also grew strength at some point, and tightly grasped the girl's palm.

That kind voice, just like when I was a child, echoed softly in my ears:

"Silly girl."

"Grandpa can protect you for another 20 years!"

Chapter 170 Necromancer Pill, Purgatory Retreat

"Dong dong dong..."

The wonderful and strange voice still echoed over the sky of Ming Kingdom.

On this day, almost all the people of the Ming Dynasty heard the knocking sound.

And with this sound, it sounded again and again.

In the Ming Dynasty, something unusual seems to be happening.

……

And at the same time.

Just when the mountain god came to the Ming Dynasty.

Endless islands, mass burials in mountains.

Sitting on the main seat, Purgatory watched the battle report from the capital, his already ferocious grimace looked even more gloomy and terrifying at this moment!

A few minutes later, Purgatory suddenly raised his hand and tore the battle report in his hand to pieces!

An angry roar resounded in the valley:

"brute!"

"Bastard!!"