Go through it quickly, the host has a bug

A young mother was lying in a pool of blood, looking at the crying child in her arms. Her legs had been blown to pieces by the shells. She tightened her arms in despair, as if she could predict that her child would also be with him. Like her, she died this autumn.

This, this autumn in which countless people died.

Just a second before she finally closed her eyes, a gray-blue arm stretched out and hugged the child tightly.

He shouted with splitting eyes,

"Fighters, take up the weapons in your hands and protect our people."

There were loud footsteps and they rushed forward. They rushed towards the artillery fire with the simplest rifles and bayonets. Their blue shirts were stained with blood, but no one took a step back.

Their faces show perseverance and determination to protect the country and its people.

In order to hold back the enemy, they used their bodies as shields and moved forward indomitably.

They pressed against the bodies of their companions, approached the enemy step by step, and then beat them hard. Some of their guns could not fire continuously, so they would shoot once and then roar, as if the small muzzle of the gun could not finish spraying his full mouth. anger.

These people used their bodies to build a city wall so that more people could survive.

They rushed forward one by one, and when they ran out of bullets, they brandished their machetes and fought bloody battles. When one fell, another took his place. Their bodies were cut to pieces, and they were still shouting slogans when they fell.

The world seems to be echoing with their unyielding voices before death,

"Down with imperialism, long live the Chinese people!"

"Fight to the death and defend the motherland!"

“Fight to the end and face the national crisis together.”

These sounds were overwhelming and earth-shattering.

The dust rolled up the burnt flags, the smoking wood and unknown objects gave off a disgusting stench, and corpses were scattered all over the originally peaceful streets and villages. The corpses were covered with scars, but the broken spear was still tight. In the hands of the corpse.

The roaring in the distance still continued, and it was endless.

Gu Huaiqing and others woke up from the ghost's last memory.

At this time, the surrounding wind was roaring, as if it was about to awaken the souls of the dead heroes.

Gu Huaiqing's face was a little dazed, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions.

Even the timid supervisor was so shocked that his mouth opened slightly and his face turned red.

Although Lin Zhuqing was shaken for a moment by their previous experiences, she returned to normal after a while and said in a cold voice,

"Anyway, they are dead and have become ghosts, so they shouldn't live in this world."

Gu Huai gave her a cold glance, then looked at Jian Yi and said softly,

"This is their resting place. Since we disturbed them, I am willing to give up this land and build it into a martyrs' garden and mausoleum."

The supervisor opened his mouth and wanted to say, this land is worth one billion. If we build a martyrs garden and mausoleum, wouldn’t it be wasted?

But after thinking about the scene I just saw, I fell silent again.

Jian Yi looked at Gu Huaiqing in surprise, but seemed to know in his heart that this person would always be like this.

"It's not like there's no other way."

She looked at the tall ghosts surrounding her,

"What they want at the cost of their lives is not people's worship, but the stability and prosperity of the country and the happiness of the people. Now this prosperous age is as they wish, and their efforts have brought about the current peaceful and prosperous age. I think they I would like to see this prosperous motherland even more."

She sat cross-legged on the floor, clasped her hands together, and chanted in a low voice.

At this moment, Jian Yi's body seemed to be surrounded by holy light, and the obscure scriptures hovered here with magic power.

All the ghosts listened obsessively, and the expressions on their faces gradually became peaceful, as if this scripture had soothed their obsessions and would send them to death.

The ghosts gradually dissipate, not by being destroyed, but by going to all parts of the world to usher in a beautiful life again.

Time passed little by little, and all the ghosts slowly disappeared.

Only then did Jian Yi open his eyes.

Lin Zhuqing looked at her in disbelief,

"Who the hell are you?"

She has a heavenly eye that can see the past and future generations, but today she saw two people she couldn't see through.

One is Gu Huaiqing. This man is wrapped in golden dragon energy, and his true body is covered by it.

The other one was covered in silvery light. When she looked at it, her eyes hurt, and her heavenly eyes were temporarily closed due to stimulation.

She has never experienced anything like this, and has never heard of anything like it!

Not to mention Lin Zhuqing was shocked, even the system was still stunned.

This sutra is indeed my treasured "Namu Myoho Renge Sutra", but the power of this faint divine light cannot be possessed by a small Renge Sutra!

It was in a trance, vaguely feeling like it knew something extraordinary.

However, it didn't dare to ask, didn't dare to say, and didn't dare to think.

It actively shields itself. It sees nothing and knows nothing!

Jian Yi chuckled and replied,

"Jian Yi, Jiu Tong Sect, No. 90, ninth generation descendant."

***

After the matter was resolved, Lin Zhuqing looked at Jian Yi's back, unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She looked at Gu Huaiqing, who was standing tall, and her smile returned.

"Mr. Gu, although we did our best in this matter, something unexpected happened later. I will add your contact information for the expenses and I will pay you back later."

Gu Huaiqing waved his hand indifferently.

"Since it is an agreed price, there is no reason to take it back. I would like to thank you all very much today. Manager Ma will take you to dinner first in the evening. Everyone has worked hard for a day, so we can rest after dinner."

As he spoke, he looked at Jian Yi's back, which was about to disappear, and left a hasty sentence,

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

I chased him.

Lin Zhuqing looked at the two figures one behind the other. The smile on his face could no longer be maintained, and he felt slightly unhappy in his heart.

Before Jian Yi had gone far, Gu Huaiqing caught up with him. When he met Jian Yi's confused eyes, Gu Huaiqing coughed lightly.

"You helped me solve a big problem again. If I didn't treat you to a meal, wouldn't I be too ungrateful?"

Jian Yi lowered his head and smiled slightly. The person who originally looked a little cold due to the moonlight seemed to be coated with a gentle light by this shallow smile, which was touching.

"I do have a favor that I need you to help me with."

Jane blinked and said.

"Oh?"

Gu Huaiqing looked over curiously.

Jian Yi just led him out. The security guards at the door were shocked when they saw the unfamiliar Jian Yi. They were surprised that someone had sneaked in under their noses. They were about to step forward to scold and question him with a fierce look on their faces. After seeing Jian Yi, Gu Huaiqing looked happy and smiling.

The security guard rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Young Master Gu had always had a blank expression on his face in the past two days, which made people shy away. Why did he actually see a happy expression on his face today?