Personal profession fills in corpses, the police are numb

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Bring the willow leaf in your hand closer to the spot.

With a flick of the fingers, the drop of sweat slipped down.

Pa~!

It fell to the ground.

Chapter 61 The Mountains and Rivers Are Alright

The moment the drop of sweat fell.

Zizizi!

Suddenly, the vision popped up!

It was like, water fell into a hot red oil pan.

The dry land without a drop of water turned out to be a burst of water mist.

Surrounded by transpiration.

The ground, which was originally extremely hard, became soft at this time.

Even, the camera in the live broadcast room can clearly capture a small earthworm struggling out from the soft ground.

The live broadcast directly exploded.

"Awesome!! The boss of the dead man is so full of water... No! A lot of water!"

"Damn... a drop of sweat, can you do this?! Didn't you pour a ton of water into it?!"

"Earthworm: The three-year period has come, here I come!"

The little girl who stayed was even more shocked, she couldn't close her mouth: -0-

Jiang Bai didn't stop, the land softened, and he pointed like a sword, stepped on the sky, and chanted the corpse spell in his mouth.

The whole body was awe-inspiring, and he sipped softly: "70 years have passed, and now Haiqing Heyan and Jiuzhou Longteng! My ancestors... come back and see you!"

Rumble!

The softened ground cracked rapidly.

Moreover, large chunks of soil are still slowly rising upwards, as if something is about to break through the ground!

A gust of wind blew by, and all the withered and yellow leaves flew away.

Just a few seconds.

Twelve human body-sized soil bags gushed out of the soil, clearly appearing in front of everyone's eyes!

"Hiss... Really, let the corpse come out by itself!?"

"Meet my martyrs of Kyushu! The family and country are prosperous, and the ancestors return!"

"Finally! Has the martyr finally regained the light of day!"

"bow!!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room were shocked.

Just looking at these twelve soil bags, instantly, respect rose in my heart!

"This...is this the martyr who was invited out?"

Dai Xiaomei directly threw away the stick in her hand, subconsciously wanting to bow to welcome the return of the ancestors.

Stopped by Jiang Bai: "The time has not come yet."

Also in shock was the boss's son.

The whole person was already dumbfounded in place, not daring to move in a daze.

He suddenly realized that what his father said just now was true!

It's really haunted here!

He turned around tremblingly and looked at his father.

For a moment, there was an urge to cry.

father!

I want to go home!

But found...

The old man's face was extremely serious, as if he knew something, he strode forward.

reaction to the crowd.

Jiang Bai ignored it.

Instead, he took out three sticks of incense and stuck them at the foot of the willow tree.

I pinched my right hand and found that there were words in my mouth.

"Yuan Shi'an Town! Tell all spirits! Yuedu Zhenguan! The land is only spirit left and right! Don't be alarmed..."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Bai turned and looked at the little girl.

"Get ready to salute!"

"Oh!"

The little girl was slightly taken aback.

Immediately following, he respectfully bowed in the direction of the willow tree.

She won this time, of course it wasn't the evil spirit in the willow tree.

It was those heroic spirits who had been buried under the willow trees and had not died in peace for decades!

Jiang Bai looked serious.

There are also some reasons why he asked Dai Xiaomei to salute instead of himself.

Of course, as a junior, he is obliged and willing to show great courtesy to his seniors.

But as a corpse chaser, and a corpse chaser who chased away two Yin gods, he couldn't bow to the corpse that was about to be picked up, otherwise it would do great harm to the corpse.

Ordinary corpses can't bear it at all.

If Jiang Bai really performed this ceremony, I am afraid that the bodies of these martyrs will start to rot on the spot.

However, Jiang Bai still raised his right hand and saluted a military salute.

Military salute is a etiquette evolved in later generations.

It is not within the scope of the gift.

Afterwards, Jiang Bai asked Dai Xiaomei to temporarily close the live broadcast.

The matter of raising the corpse is related to the privacy of the deceased.

It is an offense to broadcast live without the consent of the deceased.

Dai Xiaomei did as she was told, and after saying hello to the water friends, she turned off the live broadcast.

In this regard, although the water friends are reluctant.

But no comments either.

"Congratulations to the martyrs of Kyushu, come back and see the great rivers and mountains today!"

"The mountains and rivers are safe! The gods are back!"

The barrage was greeted and ended.

Jiang Bai stepped forward, walking around the willows with a mysterious footwork.

Chant the mantra again.

"The heavens and the earth are natural! The filth and qi are scattered! The cave is mysterious! Huang Lang Taiyuan... hurry like a law!"

The spell just finished.

The twelve slightly protruding soil bags burst open immediately.

A complete corpse emerged from each of them, without the slightest sign of decay.

It's just that their clothes are already in tatters.

There are hideous wounds everywhere!

The most serious one, the chest has been pierced, and even the scarlet broken internal organs can be seen!

"This...these are the martyrs who died to protect Kyushu!"

Looking at these corpses, little sister Dai's eyes turned red.

Tears could not stop streaming down.

She saw that wounds could be seen almost everywhere on the martyr's body.

Count carefully.

The least one has 85 wounds!

The most, even more than 300!

Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, bones everywhere!

It is conceivable how much pain these martyrs endured when they died!

And this is all to protect Kyushu!

In order to prevent the people of Jinling from falling into the hands of foreign bandits!

Jiang Bai stepped forward and saw that the corpse headed by the front was a tall man.

On the tattered shirt on the chest, there was a blackened logo.

"Eight Road Fourteen Company: Wei Dabao!"

Wei Dabao held a big knife tightly in his hand, his expression was determined, and there seemed to be a flame that would never go out in his eyes.

That is the fire of hatred against foreign invaders!

It is a tenacious fire that would rather die than submit to protect the people!

It's not just Wei Dabao.

The remaining eleven martyrs standing behind him were all holding worn-out broadswords and old-fashioned guns behind their backs, staring straight ahead.

not difficult to see.

They have already run out of ammunition and food, but even so, they still have to use their bodies to fight the foreign bandits to the end!

Live as a hero, die as a hero!

Looking at such a scene.

The little girl was silent.

I just silently wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, not knowing what to say.

For these corpses, she did not feel any fear.

Admiration and remembrance in my heart.

These are the martyrs of Kyushu.

Without them, there would be no Kyushu today!

The boss's son opened his mouth, his legs were a little weak.

He didn't know what was going on, but he was subconsciously afraid of these corpses that suddenly emerged from the mud.