I Live Broadcast The Establishment Of The Underworld To Help You Reincarnate

At this moment, in the live broadcast room of CCTV.

All the audience looked at the picture on TV in shock.

They stared incredulously at the old man who was in focus in the live broadcast at the moment.

The old man was thin, short, and dark-skinned, which was completely different from the legendary Yue Fei and Yue Pengju they imagined.

Especially before this live broadcast, I don't know how many viewers, but also because of whether or not to choose Yue Fei as the first historical military general to appear in Lin Yan's live broadcast, which triggered an online war that is comparable to the top-notch domestic entertainment.

In the end, when Yue Fei really appeared, he turned out to be such an old man!?

People find it unbelievable!

But I feel that this reversal does not seem unacceptable.

They just couldn't accept that the Yue Fei and Yue Pengju in front of them seemed to be a little bit different from the image they expected.

But more viewers were still amazed by this sudden reversal.

A barrage of barrages swiped through the backstage of the CCTV live broadcast room.

"I knew it! This old man is definitely not simple! The general is mighty.

"I just want to know who the screenwriter is, this is a complete twist, meet the general!!! 39

"The great general is mighty! Damn, it really broke the defense. Who would have thought that Yue Wumu, who was more than a thousand years old, and Jinling, who was a thousand years later, could be linked."

"It's this Yue Fei... It's not the same as I imagined!"

"Wait a minute, the meaning of their conversation is that the old man in front of him is the soul of Yue Fei, Yue Pengju. He used his thousand-year-old soul to suppress the grievances of 300,000 resentful souls in Jinling for eighty years!?"

"Although I know this is obviously a fake plot, why do I suddenly feel that a brick is in my eyes again!"

"People have already cried to death. Although the plot is shocking, this is indeed something that the legendary General Yue Fei would do..."

And at the same time.

on live TV.

Xianlin Street in Jinling City.

Suddenly the wind blows!!!

wind!

Gale!!!

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

On Xianlin Street, the rain was frantically shattered by the strong wind.

The couple of 187 college students who were walking in the rain with umbrellas were taken aback by the sudden strong wind, and the ribs of their umbrellas were broken by themselves.

The girl screamed in shock!

At the same time, the group of people who were shrouded in Lin Yan's ghost.

The shriveled, thin old man, Wei An... his body suddenly began to show cracks.

Cracks quickly spread all over his body, and then from the cracks in his body, an indescribable purple and golden light burst out.

The light is soaring to the sky!!!

The rain in Jinling, at this moment, was all swept up by the strong wind, and even flew back to the sky again.

At the same time, in the purple and golden halo that reached the sky, a Dapeng appeared!!!

That's right, it's Dapeng.

Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day, soaring to 90,000 miles!!!

If the wind breaks down, it can still be tossed but the water is swept!!!

That Dapeng, with its wings spread out, is thousands of feet wide.

shade the sun...

Each of his feathers is like a metal texture, and that Dapeng bird gives the impression that it is like a golden horse.

At that time, the half-empty I encountered at Kyoto University was afraid that in front of this big Peng bird, it would be slapped to death by a slap.

At the same time, every feather of Dapeng opened and closed slightly.

Countless black smoke emerged from under Dapeng's feathers and began to fly all over Jinling.

In the black smoke, there were shrill cries, painful howls, and indescribable hatred.

That was more than 300,000 resentful souls from Jinling 80 years ago.

If you don't hold your grudge, you can't rest in peace.

Mountains and rivers are exotic, inseparable!!!!

Countless black smoke enveloped Jinling City.

At the same time, the Dapeng in the sky flew down, and when it landed again, it turned into a human shape.

Only this time, what appeared in front of Lin Yan and the others was no longer the shriveled, thin old man, but a tall general in armor with a blood-stained red cloak behind him!

At this moment, he was holding an ancient jade that was as pitch-black as ink.

On the ancient jade, if you look carefully, there are densely packed names, those are the names of the 300,000 resentful souls!!!!

Even the memorial hall built by Daxia (bedg) in Jinling does not have a complete record of the names of more than 300,000 people at that time.

This is what this great general in front of him recorded over eighty years after listening to that shrill cry.

General Jianmei stared, but at this moment, his eyebrows were lowered, and he also bowed to Lin Pavilion. With the black jade in his hand, he held up his hands and handed it to Lin Yan.

"Yuefei Tangshui, I will pay a visit to the ghost messenger!!!"

"300,000 resentful souls, I also invited the ghosts to send them to the real underworld, flying, I am very grateful, and I can't repay. 55

At this moment, Lin Yan had a rare emotion.

When he and Zhang Xinyi came out of Kyoto University, in addition to the manuscript paper, Liu Mengyun also handed herself a handwritten note from many years ago.

It records the life of Yue Fei, which she extracted from various historical materials.

It was many years ago in Daxia, Song Xiangzhou, there was a small county town. People have lived there for generations, and the folk customs are simple. It is such a small place that Wensheng, Zhou Wenwang, and medical sage Bian Que were born!

Such a reputation is enough to pass on history, but one day in March 1103, a farmer gave birth to a baby boy!

This boy was named Yue Fei by his father. The boy studied with his father since he was a child, and helped the victims with porridge with his mother!

He is obsessed with military books, especially Sun Tzu's art of war, and is born with supernatural powers, he can draw a bow of 300 jins, his mother specially invited the gunslinger Chen Guang for him, and he studied with a teacher. His martial arts continued to improve until the county was invincible!

In the 1127th year, the shame of Jingkang, the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, the exiles all over the place, howling all over the place, in this chaos, Yue Fei's mother stabbed the four characters of loyalty to serve the country on Yue Fei's back, and said with a firm look, " You go to serve the country from the Rong!"

If it goes like this, it will be fifteen years.

Fifteen years of bloody fighting, all he wants is to go home again.

Afterwards, Song Gaozong fled all the way to the south, and the traitor Qin Hui proposed "the division of the north and the south"!

Yue Feiyue wrote a letter to the Northern Expedition, but because of the words "Welcome back to the two saints", he dispatched a rebellion and was dismissed from the army.

Just as they were eager to try and attempt the Northern Expedition, General Zong Ze died of illness and became empty again. Yue Fei could only suppress the rogues everywhere, absorb the refugees, and gradually form a Yue family army with good combat power and strict military discipline!

In 1134, the 100,000 Jin army returned south, and Song Gaozong ordered the northern expedition. Yue Fei, who had been dormant for ten years, finally waited for the opportunity and stepped onto the historical stage that belonged to him.

In 1134, the six counties of Xiang and Han were recovered, in 1136, the Shangguo area was recovered, and in the same year, Caizhou was recovered in the east. Every time he regained a piece of lost ground, he was one step closer to his dream of returning home.

In 1140, during the fourth Northern Expedition, the army besieged Bianliang on all sides, and pushed the Jin family into a desperate situation.

This time he was extra excited, extra determined, extra urgent, extra brave, he believed he would definitely succeed!

However, the iron hoofs of the enemy cannot defeat him, but the "stupid court" can!

Just when the victory was in hand, he was forcibly recalled by the imperial court's twelve gold medal orders.

Immediately close to the dream was broken in an instant, at this time, the thirty-seven-year-old Yue Fei class teacher returned to the DPRK.

Before leaving, I went up the tall building alone, looked at the mountains and rivers of my home country, and wrote the song "Red River" with great enthusiasm:

Angrily rushing to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiaoyu took a break. Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.

Thirty fame and dust and soil, eight thousand miles of road cloud and moon. Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!

Jingkang is ashamed, but it has not yet snowed; when the ministers hate, when will they be destroyed? Aspiring to eat Hulu meat with hunger, laugh at thirsty and drink Huns blood.

Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que.

This poem was born out of nowhere, shocking the past and present! It broke the sluggish and gorgeous ci style of the two Song Dynasties, and every word was written with the blood of life!

In the year 1142, the generals, Yue Fei and Yue Pengju, were framed by Qin Hui. Before they died, they remembered how they had walked all the way...

Tigers and leopards are not fearful, but the human heart is fearful, the enemy is not fearful, but the traitor is fearful, the blood is cold, and every inch turns into ashes!

In a trance, he saw the people in his hometown of Tangyin, uncles and aunts, children and daughters, masters respecting their parents, waving their hands with laughter. welcome his triumph.

Mother stood at the front of the crowd, looked at him with a smile, her eyes were gentle, and when his figure was near, she touched his head and said, "You have worked hard! Child!

He knelt down in his mother's arms, and at the moment when the guillotine fell, he still cried.

He exhausted his whole life of bitter blood, but he was still unable to return to the sky. In the end, he still failed to get his wish, he still failed to go home, and he still failed to go to the prosperous Qingming era, the mountains and rivers of Qianqiu, which he had hoped for in countless dreams.

Lin Yan looked at the general in front of him at the moment, and took the dark jade stone with a cherished expression.

The man in front of him, and he went to serve the country from the army, it took more than fifteen years, that is clearly a thousand years!!!

"If I can't do this, let alone you, General, I look down on myself!

"After today, Jinling's 300,000 resentful souls, please return to my underworld! Go to live in the city of death...you guys, it won't hurt anymore.

At the same time, Yue Erniu looked at the tall figure in armor in front of her in a daze.

She opened her mouth, trembling all over.

"Hui... Where's Hui An? Where's my Hui An?"

The general in armor turned his head slowly.

His body is almost no different from ordinary people, only the eyes and the whites of the eyes are as black as ink, and the pupils of his eyes are red like blood.

Those eyes proved that he was a ghost, not a human.

At this moment, Yue Fei looked at the old woman in front of him with a rare complex expression.

"That child... died more than eighty years ago."

"In those days when Jinling changed, everyone ran out of Jinling City, only he... flew in the direction of Jinling City, because he knew you were there!

"But fate is impermanent. He met those evil ghosts and was pierced by the other side with a bayonet..."

"As he was dying, he climbed to my grave, hoping that I could bless you for the rest of your life.

"I needed a physical body at that time to help me stabilize, after suppressing the 300,000 resentful souls in Jinling, the soul that is no longer stable...

"I'm sorry, Er Niu, I'm not a good ancestor!

"I failed to bless you with great wealth and honor, and I failed to bless you... Fuzuo is long!

Yue Erniu lowered her head at this moment.

She laughed dryly.

"That's it!"

"So this is ah!'

"It turns out that Wei An has long since died, no wonder, no wonder I was able to leave Jinling alive.

"It's the devil again!"

"Why are they again?

"Give it back to me! Give me back my Hui'an!!! 35

At this moment, the old woman knelt on the ground and cried so hard.

over the years.

The only thing she was fortunate about in Jinling back then was that she didn't let the young man who was her childhood sweetheart go to Jinling City back then.

She thought that, after all, she had saved the boy's life.

It turned out not to be the case.

It turned out that those goddamn devils really took everything from her.

took her six older brothers.

took away her father.

She took away her mother, who was desperately under fire.

took her innocence, took one of her legs.

She even took away her only boy boy!!!!

She lowered her head, accompanied by the dark resentment that filled the entire Jinling City at this moment.

Sing the little tune she often murmurs...

"Folk songs with four lines are difficult to start, and bows and arrows are bent at both ends. Good flowers are planted on high walls, and it's easy to see flowers, but it's difficult to pick flowers... In December, the plum blossoms are golden yellow, I don't know when the blood is stained with frost, and the sun is high on the thirteenth. According to the photo, 50,000 evil spirits entered Jinling......

"Kill my compatriots, harm my parents, deceive my wife and sister, slaughter my children and grandchildren, when the wind blows in Jinling, my hometown is set on fire, and my family treasures, what kind of tiger, leopard and jackal are they? Come to the human world, Jinling is 300,000 yuan, how can I be peaceful?

"In December, the plum blossoms are golden yellow, I don't know when the blood is stained with frost, the east of Jinling City is purple and flawless, and under the Qinhuai, I have been fed with fish and shrimp... I have been drifting for a long time! For the past eighty years, I have been deeply grateful, and my teachers and friends have died. Ask if life is desolate when you arrive in the north? Do not hate it, and dissect it for your brother.""

At this moment, the indescribable mournful melody, combined with the indescribable pitch-black resentment, seemed to bring people back to the hell-like Jinling more than eighty years ago.