Huangliang Inn

The deceased made a contract with Yan Jue, and was willing to give up his soul, mostly in order to go back to the past.

The old man is different. Coming from the war years, what he wants is not the past, but the present.Tell Yan Jue more clearly that he wants to take someone's life, and the other person is still his biological brother.

His obsession is different from others, not limited to himself, but to avenge the dead comrades-in-arms, so that those who treasoned the country and committed evil will pay the due price.

"I want to find him and kill him with my own hands so that he can no longer be a human being, let alone be reincarnated!"

The old man gritted his teeth, his black hostility looming.

Because he served the country and the people during his lifetime, and was full of righteousness, even though he was condensed into a ghost body for many years and his obsession gradually deepened, he still did not become a resentful ghost, let alone a fierce ghost, as Yan Jue said before.

"What happened back then?"

The wine jar was empty, and Yan Jue turned around to fetch another jar.Open the mouth of the altar, the aroma is more intense.

"Back then, back then..." The old man picked up the wine glass, and the rim of the glass was already brought to his mouth, but his hands began to tremble slightly, and the wine spilled from the glass and wet the edge of the table.

Seeing the old man's eyes glowing red, and black lines spreading on his neck and cheeks, Yan Jue immediately touched the old man's brows to wake him up quickly.

Realizing what happened just now, the old man thanked Yan Jue, sighed, and told all the things that happened that year.

"It was a tough battle. The division headquarters issued an order to stand firm and not to take half a step back. The division commander personally acted as bait and mobilized all intelligence personnel to lure the enemy into the urn."

"If the plan is successful, it will be able to grab the enemy's neck, cut off the connection between the two enemy armies, and take advantage of their main force being tied down, to annihilate them one by one."

The old man stared at the wine glass, but there was no reflection in the glass, but he looked very intently, without blinking his eyes.

"The company commander gave instructions to the brothers, must stand firm. He died in battle, the platoon leader was on top, the platoon leader died in battle, and the squad leader took over. Everyone in the company was assigned a grenade, even if they died, they would drag the enemy with them!"

The old man's voice was low, his eyes flashed red, but there were no black lines on his cheeks and neck.

"After the battle started, the enemy really walked into the siege. The brothers all risked their lives. The bullets ran out and the bayonets were loaded. The bayonets couldn't fight and the grenades were fired. The moment they stepped into the position, no one wanted to leave alive."

"Originally, the enemy was blocked in front of the position, unable to advance an inch. Our reinforcements received a telegram and began to outflank from the outside. If the plan goes well, even if the enemy cannot be completely wiped out, they can still bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh. But... ..." The old man's voice was choked, and he said after a long time, "No one thought that a disguised enemy army broke through the weakest defense and touched the real headquarters!"

"The division commander died in battle, and there was not a single member of the independent brigade that guarded the division headquarters."

"Without the unified command, all the ministries can only fight on their own. The brothers are all exchanging their lives for their own lives. They persisted for a whole day and night, but the reinforcements that should have appeared have not arrived."

"At dawn, the enemy's large army is waiting."

"The reinforcements were surrounded by anti-siege, and all of them died for the country if they failed to break through."

After the narration, the old man's expression was no longer agitated, his head was drooping, and his back was so bent that he seemed to be bent by a heavy weight.

"When the enemy was about to rush to the front, reinforcements finally arrived. They were numerous, but their weapons were worn out. Most of them were barefoot and didn't even have a pair of straw sandals."

"It's just such a group of people, with grenades strapped to their bodies, rushing desperately towards the enemy, and blew it as soon as they got close."

The old man lowered his head, grasped his hair with both hands, his throat seemed to contain a stone, and his voice was choked and hoarse.

"They opened the way with blood and rushed out protecting the remaining brothers. The enemy chased after them, and they stayed behind in batches. Every time there was an explosion behind them, just... the people left behind never came back."

"My two brothers and I were pulled out from the dead."

The old man held down his left leg with one hand. There used to be a deep bony scar there, which was cut open by the shell fragments, and the whole leg was almost useless.

"I didn't know until I broke out of the siege. From the division commander down, all the brigade commanders and regimental commanders died for the country, and most of the officers and soldiers died in battle. The brothers who were withdrawn from the position and rushed out of the siege amounted to less than one company."

"We are supported by guerrillas, local bravery, and even local bandits and horse bandits!"

"What happened later?" Yan Jue held up the wine jar and filled the glass for the old man.

"Later, I followed this team that didn't have many guns, and was recruited by another army halfway. I fought in the north and south for several years, and fought until victory, driving those beasts away."

Having said that, the old man suddenly got a little excited, raised his glass and drank it down.

"In the last battle, my brothers and I surrounded a Japanese squadron. We fought for two full days before we entered the position. The order from above was to keep prisoners, but I didn't want to! Those brothers who died died in battle. All my comrades looked at me with open eyes, why should I save the lives of these beasts? Why should I give them preferential treatment?!"

Yan Jue didn't make a sound, and rubbed the mouth of the cup with his fingers. Under the light, his pupils showed a dazzling golden color.

"I personally ordered to bury them all. I will treat them as they did to the seriously injured brothers, and I will retaliate!"

"Repaying grievances with virtue, how can we repay virtue? Repaying grievances with straightness, blood debts!"

The old man squeezed the wine glass tightly, his eyes glowed red, and the black energy around him was surging, but it didn't give people a sense of gloom, but it made people feel happy.

"After the victory of the war, I found several brothers in the same army one after another, and learned from them that my eldest brother is still alive."

"When the division headquarters was attacked, he took the initiative to ask for orders to go to the battlefield. After the war, he never showed up. Everyone thought he died in battle and gave him honors. Later, he showed up and said that he was seriously injured that year. He was unconscious and was rescued by fellow villagers. , After recovering from the injury, I couldn’t find the old army, so I simply joined another army, and then lost contact.”

"It was a mess at the time, not to mention the miscellaneous army, the numbers of the regular troops were all different. No one doubted his words, especially when he told the truth back then, saying that intelligence personnel leaked the secrets, which made the plan of the division headquarters fall through."

"All the troops he was in were killed in battle, and he was the only one who appeared with the broken battle flag and the relics of the soldiers. The relatives and friends of the soldiers were very grateful to him, and they would not doubt his words at all."

The old man put down the wine glass, picked up the wine jar directly, and poured two big gulps down the mouth of the jar.

"It was only later that I realized that it was all a hoax!"

"The one who leaked the secret back then was not an intelligence officer at all, it was him!"

"As early as when he was studying abroad, he had close contact with the Japanese. The division made the battle plan and set up the camouflage point, and he personally participated in all of them. Before the battle started, he took the initiative to ask for orders to guard the position and leave the division. It was all planned !"

"It was he who revealed the battle plan, he was the one who gave the location of the division headquarters, and it was he who told the enemy where the defense was weakest!"

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he was, and he clenched his hands into fists, and the black air became thicker and thicker.Yan Jue had no choice but to suppress his hostility again, so as not to drive him into madness.

"It's all lies about being saved by a fellow villager! He brought those animals to massacre the village and slaughtered the rescued brothers! It was he who disguised his identity to gain trust and killed several villagers' armed forces in a row."

"The battle flags and relics he brought back were all stained with the blood of the brothers!"

"Brothers are dead, but he, a traitor, enjoys glory and enjoys his old age with peace of mind. There shouldn't be such a reason in the world, it shouldn't be!"

When the old man calmed down a bit, Yan Jue said, "It's been many years, sir, how did you find out?"

The old man raised his head, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, but a smile appeared on his mouth.

The bright moon hangs high, suddenly covered by dark clouds.

An army with Hanyang made on their shoulders, dressed in tattered military uniforms, or wearing straw sandals or barefoot appeared on the long street.Their steps were irregular, with various wounds on their bodies, but their backs were straight.

There are no pedestrians on the road, only the flickering lights of lanterns.

When this team passed by, evil spirits and hostility were intertwined, and the dead quickly dodged, and the fear was worse than meeting ghosts.

Outside the long street, Geng Chen stood in mid-air, the hem of his black clothes fluttered in the wind, making a sound of hunting.

The judge who returned to the underworld to return to his life, and was driven by Yan Luo to put the duck on the shelf again, held the soul lamp in his hand, and looked at the blue flame that suddenly rose, his expression became dignified.

"Yin Soldier?"