Personal profession fills in corpses, the police are numb

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In the grass in the distance.

Look at the twelve corpses emerging from the mud.

The restaurant owner strode over and slapped his son on the head: "Salt to the veterans!"

He himself first bowed at ninety degrees, and then his attitude changed drastically, as if he regarded Jiang Bai as an expert.

"Mr. Corpse Man, this... this is... the martyr... can I take a closer look?! Will it offend you?!"

Jiang Baidao: "With respect, naturally not."

The restaurant owner was taken aback when he heard the words, and the tension in his heart subsided immediately.

He took a deep breath, walked in front of those corpses, and saluted again with great solemnity.

"When I was young, my grandfather once told me that for the invasion of foreign invaders, the Jinling soldiers risked their lives to protect Jinling!"

"In that battle, blood flowed like a river. The soldiers fought tenaciously with few enemies and many enemies, and they refused to surrender. In the end, the foreign invaders' attack was blocked, and the people of Jinling were saved."

"They are called the Twelve Heroes of Jinling! After 70 years, their wreckage has not been found. Now...the Jinling officials had no choice but to take advantage of the Qingming Festival a few days later to hold a semi-annual event in the Haoqi Cemetery. For more than a century of curtain entry ceremony, use the clothing of these strong men as a substitute, and go to the ground for peace."

"I didn't expect it to be here today, and I found it!"

The restaurant owner became more and more emotional as he talked, and couldn't help but shed tears.

The bones of the strong men are not cold, and they don't even have a shelter after death.

Not only him, this is a regret in the hearts of the people in the city.

And now, the remains of the twelve warriors have finally been found.

They have served the country and the people, and now they can finally rest in peace!

Thinking of this, the owner of the restaurant begged Jiang Bai: "Mr. Corpse Man, please! Be sure to send the strong men to Haoqi Cemetery and let them go to the ground!"

Jiang Bai nodded.

Even if the restaurant owner doesn't say it, he will do it.

But right now.

The corpse, which stood quietly, moved by itself!

With a dull expression, he approached the little girl and the restaurant owner.

Bones rattled.

The big knife in his hand was about to fall.

But just after taking a few steps, he suddenly retreated by himself.

"The corpse chaser, what happened to the martyrs?"

Dai Xiaomei couldn't help asking.

Jiang Bai sighed and shook his head slightly.

"You retreat a little bit, this is because the aura of a stranger is too heavy, which makes the corpse have an instinctive desire for blood. If it weren't for these heroes, who are dead but still willed, they found that you are of the blood of Kyushu, and they subconsciously suppressed you. Back to bloodlust."

Dai Xiaomei was stunned, her eyes were red, she died for seventy years, and experienced such pain.

They lost everything, but what remains in their bones is the nostalgia for the descendants of Kyushu.

"Then...can you let them rest?" Dai Xiaomei wiped away her tears, "It's been so long...they shouldn't be needed...with weapons...they should have a good rest..."

She took the initiative to go up, not caring about the dirt, and wanted to help Wei Dabao untie the weapon.

But found...

Whether it is a knife or a gun, they have all grown together with the meat stickers, and they cannot be removed at all.

Jiang Bai sighed and said:

"Without their wishes and obsessions, it is impossible for them to lay down their weapons. That would be tantamount to giving up the people of Jinling behind them to the enemy bandits."

"Then... what are they thinking?!" Dai Xiaomei worried, "Now, there are no enemies who dare to bully us!"

"One hates the injustice of the family and the country! The second hates the invasion of foreign invaders! The third hates oneself for being incompetent! Let millions of people in Jinling become swordsmen!" Jiang Bai looked at the twelve Jinling martyrs, his voice was like a bell,

"If he hadn't hung upright, he might have become the culprit of the disaster!"

The owner of the restaurant and the little girl who stayed together became nervous: "Then, is there any way for us to make them let go of their obsession?!"

Jiang Bai said leisurely: "Is there a school near here? If there is, they can let go of their obsession."

Chapter 62 The yellow talisman breaks the lock!Dumb girl is stupid, the corpse driver is too hard

[Ding dong!The host has discovered the wreckage of the Twelve Heroes of Jinling, and the selection task will be issued first! 】

[Option 20: Leave it alone, let the corpse rot, and reward you with [-] years of cultivation! 】

[Option [-]: Send the corpse of the heroic spirit to the Haoqi Cemetery in Jinling, and reward twelve Yin robes, twelve bamboo hats, and gongs for clearing the way! 】

The system prompt came.

Jiang Bai didn't even think about it, and directly chose the second option.

Not to mention that the rewards of the second option are more generous.

Even if there is no reward, he will never sit idly by.

"School? Yes! There happens to be a township middle school nearby!"

The restaurant owner came to his senses and said quickly.

With a school, that's easy.

Jiang Bai took out the reward just released by the system.

With a flash of light in his hand, a thick stack of clothes appeared.

The whole body is jet-black, with gold embroidered edges and gossip patterns on the back, which looks quite solemn.

Although the strength of this yin robe is not as exaggerated as the yin and yang Taoist robe on Jiang Bai.

But it can also isolate Yang Qi to a certain extent and reduce the damage to the corpse during the day.

For Jiang Bai, it is also a very convenient baby.

As for the soul-calling gong, Jiang Bai has already hung it around his waist.

Different from the soul-absorbing bell, the gong is mostly used in the process of expelling corpses, and has the effect of calming ghosts and dispelling evil spirits.

Moreover, after Jiang Bai's exploration during this time, he also discovered another wonderful use of the system.

As long as it is something rewarded by the system, it can be directly stored in the system space if it is not used normally.

It is somewhat similar to the storage ring in fantasy novels.

Although there are a lot of these twelve corpse robes, they are not a burden to Jiang Bai.

Put on the corpse robes and bamboo hats and the twelve corpses respectively.

Twelve figures in black robes and bamboo hats gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

It seems that as long as you stand beside them, the surrounding temperature will drop a lot.

But at this moment, whether it's the restaurant owner and his son, or the little girl who stays.

There is no longer any fear in my heart.

These martyrs, who have died for so many years, still miss the descendants of Kyushu.

With such heroic feelings, if you still fear them, this is simply an insult to the martyrs!

"Master, can I start broadcasting now?"

Dai Xiaomei blinked her eyes and asked tentatively.

Jiang Bai nodded.

Now that the lifting of the corpse is over, and the face of the deceased has been covered up, there is no longer any taboo.

If they are allowed to look directly at the face of the dead, with so many friends in the water, it is hard to say which one is not strong enough, and the luck will be even lower, and it is easy to run into ghosts.

With Jiang Bai's approval, Dai Xiaomei immediately turned on the phone again.

As soon as the broadcast started, water friends who were waiting anxiously poured in.

"Later Ye, pay homage to the ancestors!"

"I was fortunate enough to see the hero of the year, and the shock in my heart is truly indescribable."

"Damn it, why are your eyes lost in the sand?"

The attitudes of the water friends are very serious at this time, and the hippie smiling faces of the past are no longer seen.

They all pleaded, hoping that Jiang Bai could take down the black robe so that they could mourn the martyrs.

This time, there is no need for Jiang Bai to speak.

The little girl said directly: "This is not possible! The corpse exorcist said that the martyrs have just reappeared in the sky, and the corpse is so dark that ordinary people can't see it. If you are frightened and your luck is suppressed, maybe you There are many people under the bed tonight."

Saying that, Dai Xiaomei proudly raised her head.

It seems to be saying to Jiang Bai: Am I great?

Jiang Bai nodded helplessly, satisfying the self-esteem of the little girl.

Then he didn't say anything more, and walked towards the direction the restaurant owner pointed.

The dumb little girl followed behind Jiang Bai.

While walking, he vividly described everything that happened before.

The water friends were stunned when they heard it.

All were a little annoyed that they didn't see what happened before with their own eyes.

But they were very knowledgeable and never felt dissatisfied.

As long as the Kyushu martyrs can rest in peace, it is better than anything else.

The restaurant owner and his son did not continue to follow.

Looking at the back of Jiang Bai and his party gradually going away, they saluted solemnly.

After watching Jiang Bai and others disappear from view.

The restaurant owner straightened up again.

Looking at the son who was still a bit confused beside him, he knocked over with a violent chestnut.

"Look at them! They are also young people, why is there such a big gap!"

"...!" The son bowed his head and drew a circle, feeling aggrieved, "It seems that someone said just now that he is not doing his job properly, does not study hard, plays games, cosplays, and does not study science..."

The owner of the restaurant showed a murderous look, and the rolling pin in his hand was raised like a stick flower: "People play games and make two-dimensional to get ahead. You made such a bird, it shows that you are a rebellious son. Take your life~!"

It was dark.

It's past 3 in the morning.

In front of the village middle school in the city.

The door was closed tightly.

A pitch-black iron lock the size of a basin ruthlessly locked the door.

Dai Xiaomei is a little dizzy.

It's embarrassing if you can't get in.

What's more, with their attire, it would be considered polite for the security guards not to come out and chase people away.

Dai Xiaomei stood up very consciously.

"Big brother! You can rest assured and leave it to me!"

After following Jiang Bai for so long, Dai Xiaomei's self-positioning has become clearer.

Be brave, not afraid of difficulties!attack!