Pleasure Helping Spirit System

A group of old men were chattering, some wanted to fight in the tunnels, some wanted to fight in Taierzhuang with bloodletting, and some wanted to fight in the south and north.

Mao Liuye is the most deceitful, and actually wants to show a movie in which a big knife cuts off the devil's head.

Seeing the endless debate, Chen Hao set the tone with one word.

Just let it go... the Tangshan Earthquake.

Damn it, I'm here to unravel, to move these grievances, you all put some beatings and kills, is this an unraveling? Is this stimulating?

Seeing that Chen Hao made a decision, a group of old men had no choice but to give up, but they were also discussing in private, how to let it go later, the resentful spirit needs to be released, and then one must know the spirit of dedication to the country. Passionate, no regrets in a hundred deaths, if this is not moving, there is no need to save it.

In addition to movies, Chen Hao also saw stereos and some musical instruments. He opened them and looked at them. He was very satisfied. Many of the songs in them were classic old songs that were positive and touched people's hearts.

After making arrangements, we simply had a meal and it was evening.

The moon was out, and the mountains and fields were silent.

The old men who had been in full swing also became quiet, and seemed a little nervous.

Chen Hao observed the valley silently.

When the sun was setting, he used his yin and yang eyes to see the resentful aura emerging from the remaining ruins in the valley, gradually converging, and then permeating the entire valley, forming a strange aura.

This aura contained the obsession of the entire ghost village's resentful spirits, which were hidden in hiding, but once they erupted, they would be terrifying and fierce.

It seems that so many people have come from outside the valley, attracting the attention of the wraiths. One by one, obsessions emerge at the mouth of the valley, paying attention to the movement outside.

Chen Hao looked at the portrait of Emperor Zhenwu again, and after sensing that the power of the incense was also floating, he showed a smile, and then stretched out his hand to tap it lightly.

dang dang dang...

A sudden sound resounded outside the quiet valley, spreading everywhere. It not only frightened the wraiths, but even the old men, the black cat, the rooster and the little fox.

But after reacting, after hearing the familiar rhythm, the faces of the old men suddenly became solemn. One by one, they held the big knives in their hands, held their heads high, and their eyes became hot and moist.

Soon, the song sounded.

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves, build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood..."

The passionate, full and deep emotional songs make the coldness of the quiet night disappear without a trace. An invisible warm force is transmitted in the hearts of the old men, making their hands that hold the big knife become blue veins. , trembling.

Chen Hao also felt hot and agitated, but he still paid more attention to the wraiths peeping in the valley.

My Great China suffered several catastrophes, was reborn from the ashes, and stood proudly in the world. This song is our unyielding, our rise, and our aspirations to prove ourselves.

Anyone who hears the song is not proud of it, proud of it, and moved by it.

Although the wraiths in the ghost village died before the establishment of New China, they, as members of China, must be able to feel the cry from the heart.

Sure enough, Chen Hao saw the resentful spirits emerging one by one, surrounding one place, listening to the song silently.

They all looked calm, their eyes were bright, and then... Fuck, this is unscientific, why did your grievances condense even more! What exactly moved you?

Chen Hao was taken aback.

He quickly turned off the music, and looked at the valley speechlessly.

The old men who were listening were dissatisfied, and stared at Chen Hao, annoyed that he had blasphemed the national anthem so much.

Chen Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he pouted at the valley, and said, "Master, the national anthem seems to have a wrong effect on these resentful spirits."

Only then did the old men come to their senses, they looked towards the valley, and then they all froze.

So many... ghosts!

It is densely packed, old and young, men and women, and there are no less than fifty or sixty of them at a glance.

Um, no, they are not moved by the national anthem? Are you trying to rebel or what? Even if you are vengeful spirits, you are also vengeful spirits of Huaxia, and you are a part of Huaxia. How can you not be moved by our national anthem? Where is your conscience? Eaten by dogs.

The old men raised their eyebrows and raised their eyes, full of annoyance.

"Master, the ditty just now is very interesting, why don't you let it go?" the old man in the long coat emerged from the wraith, and said in a sinister tone.

Just as Chen Hao was about to speak, Sixth Mao couldn't help it. He opened his mouth and roared angrily, "What the hell are you talking about? A ditty song? This fucking song is the national anthem of our Great China, a sacred song we wrote with flesh and blood, your fucking song Dare to call it a ditty? I will kill you alive."

After the words fell, Master Mao Liu raised his sword and rushed over.

Chen Hao turned pale with shock, and hurriedly said, "Master, don't be impulsive."

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But Mr. Mao Liu was not slow in his movements. After a few sprints, he reached the wraith at the mouth of the valley, raised his big knife, and slashed down fiercely.

The old man in the long coat grinned and didn't move, and let Sixth Mao chop on his body, but it was like chopping the air.

"Splitting me alive? Look, is that so?" The old man in the long coat said, half of his head slipped off his head and fell to the ground.

The old man in long gown, who lost half of his head, was still talking: "That's how the bandits hacked me to death back then. Do you want to hack me to death too?"

Sixth Master Mao gasped for air, and suddenly came to his senses.

Fuck, I forgot that a big knife can't cut a ghost, so it's over now.

But when he was about to retreat, he found that he couldn't move his body. Looking down, two seven or eight-year-old children with pale complexions hugged his legs, and raised their heads to show innocent but cold smiles.

Then, four or five grievances surrounded Mao Liuye, with excited and cruel expressions on his face.

"Come with us, come with us."

The wraiths uttered eager and frantic chatter, reaching out to grab Liuye Mao.

At this moment, a buzzing sound sounded suddenly, and the divine power erupted, and the next moment, the vengeful spirits surrounding Liuye Mao disappeared without a trace.

It was Chen Hao who saw that the situation was not right, and directly blessed the statue of Emperor Zhenwu with another ray of Dharma light. Let the deterrent range of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu move forward a few meters again, and those resentful spirits were just defeated by the emperor's divine power.

Although Mao Liuye was terrified, he didn't panic. After feeling able to move, he jumped back and rolled a few times, breaking away from the enveloping range of resentment.

"Die, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

The defeated vengeful spirit unexpectedly reappeared elsewhere, looking resentfully at Liuye Mao who was out of danger, and uttered vicious curses.

My mother, I almost lost my braids.

Mao Liuye was sweating from fright, still in shock.

"Sixth, are you okay?" The other old men hurried forward to ask.

Master Mao Liu shook his head, then looked at Chen Hao, and said angrily, "Master, these resentful spirits are too much, they don't even agree with the national anthem, so let's kill them all."