My cell phone connects to Hades

Since the accident, Fusang Bing's camp has been fully guarded. During the daytime, some places that seemed to be haunted were destroyed. At night, more people were sent out to patrol. Gathering courage, and hearing strange sounds, they no longer went out to search randomly. Shrinking and trying to cope with the business.

That hasn't curbed the frequency with which weird things happen, however.

On the first night, most of the people who went out of the camp died again, and the rest yelled that there were ghosts, and wanted to escape from Linxi regardless, and were ordered by the chief to be deserters and shot a few dead.

On the second night, the Fusang soldiers lost their courage and feared the task of going out to patrol the camp. They hid in the camp and hardly dared to go out. Something to ward off evil spirits.

But this didn't seem to have any effect. Even if they stayed in the camp at night, some people said they saw ghosts, and there were more ghosts!A whole army of ghosts appeared outside the camp, and they kept approaching!Several people looked at them from a distance, and they were hooked to death.

After the news spread, the soldiers hiding in the camp panicked, and more Fusang soldiers packed up their clothes and wanted to escape secretly.

"Has the master not arrived yet?"

"Has the master not arrived yet?" The camp was already full of corpses, and the chief who had sent three telegrams was furious, and he grabbed his subordinates and asked them repeatedly.

"Da, Da Zuo, the master has already arrived in Wuxia by car, and it will probably take a few days."

"Baga, my soldiers will be gone in a few days!" Da Zuo yelled, and after finishing the scolding, he said sternly, "Gather all the Hua people in the city, and we will be killed by their ghosts tonight. , just kill ten Chinese people, kill them all, and let them all do it."

"Bang bang bang—" Before the chief could finish speaking, he heard gunshots from outside, followed by screams of horror, noise and confusion, footsteps, and screams. The barracks seemed to be in chaos in an instant. into one piece.

The Colonel was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at his watch, only to realize that the time had already reached 8 o'clock. He was so angry that he cursed for more than two hours.

"Go and see, what's the call outside? Is there someone trying to escape again!" The Colonel immediately shouted a few words, and angrily led a few non-commissioned officers out of the camp.

The Fusang soldiers outside had completely lost their rules and discipline, as if they had been bombed.

After these few days of frightening, these Fusang soldiers have long become nervous and frightened. Various horror stories are circulating in the barracks. The sight of his death, even if it is not discussed, will deeply imprint terror in the hearts of everyone. The soldiers have long since been frightened, and their hearts are no longer here.

When facing this incomprehensible and seemingly irresistible force head-on,

"The ghost is coming!"

"A ghost is coming—"

"Quiet! Damn it, be quiet!" Da Zuo just wanted to shoot and yell at everyone to calm down, but it was useless. At this time, Da Zuo, reminded by the sergeant beside him, saw a faint green light appearing outside the camp .

The light did not bring warmth to people, but instead made the surrounding darkness darker and darker. The entire camp seemed to be facing dark clouds overwhelming the city, and an army was approaching.

Da Zuo came outside the camp and saw countless Yin soldiers approaching his camp.

Under the will-o'-the-wisp, there were countless broken faces and empty eyes, as if the corpses they had wantonly killed stood up again.

The sound of footsteps and horse hooves gradually became clearer, as if they came from the underworld.

There is nowhere to run.

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Wheels...

The carriages in the Yin soldiers became heavy again, and the carts being pulled were covered with new heads. Countless Fusang soldiers who were terrified had their heads removed and placed here. Only their heads were left in the camp. Headless corpse.

Gu Chongjin looked at Yin Heng, whose complexion became more rosy and beautiful after killing tens of thousands of people, as if he had eaten some Shiquan Dabu soup, and couldn't help feeling a little frightened.

Unexpectedly, such a Fusang man stationed there was really taken by Yin Heng in three days.

War is really a sharp weapon for raising ghosts. Gu Chongjin looked at the sinister aura around Yin Heng, which was almost so thick that he was about to bleed. If Yin Heng was allowed to kill like this, he might not be raising a shocking demon. .

Yin Heng glanced at Gu Chongjin's peeping eyes, seemed to know what Gu Chongjin was thinking, sneered in his heart, and poked Gu Chongjin with the whip in his hand: "Little Taoist priest, what are you worrying about?"

Gu Chongjin was honest and caring, "Brother Yin, after killing so many people, do you think you have changed?"

Yin Heng: "What do you mean?"

Gu Chongjin tried to make an apt analogy: "Is there any other magical impulse?"

"Huh?" Yin Heng thought that Gu Chongjin would cover up and say nothing, and then secretly began to be vigilant against himself, and then he was preparing to plot against him, just like those people he met before, but he didn't expect to hear Such words.

Returning to the magical impulse...

Yin Heng looked Gu Chongjin up and down with a strange expression: "What if I say no?"

Yin Heng has actually been wandering for quite a long time, although Yin Heng was not conscious before, but in his impression, he also met someone with some magic skills like Gu Chongjin.

Either they were rescued by him because they were hunted down by devils, or they were just met by chance, but without exception, they were extremely afraid of their team of unknown origin, as if if they were not dealt with now, they would be more harmful than those devils in the future Same.

Those people either planned to get rid of them, or they wanted to lure them into the gate of hell and send them back to hell. Of course, Yin Heng is still there, which naturally means that those people are either dead or failed.

Gu Chongjin breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "That's good, brother Yin is worthy of being a rational ghost in this era. If you don't lose your mind by being killed, your future will be limitless."

Yin Heng's expression became more and more strange, looking at Gu Chongjin.

Does this little Taoist have such a big heart?

A ghost can believe whatever he says. Didn't his teachers and seniors teach him not to trust ghosts?

But he didn't lie to him.

Thinking about it this way, Yin Heng felt that he was really an upright and noble ghost.

You shouldn't have lied to him, right?

What magical impulse...

Yin Heng glanced at Gu Chongjin lightly, thinking about whether he had cheated this little Taoist priest, but when he looked at Gu Chongjin's fair and handsome face, his thoughts suddenly turned to other places.

This little Taoist priest doesn't look like a pure cultivator at all, but looks like a beautiful skin that is transformed by mountain spirits and wild monsters to confuse people.

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"What!? You said that you and those Yin soldiers destroyed the devils' barracks in Linxi?" Li Congyang and the people in the village were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped when they heard the news about Gu Chongjin. It's about to collapse.

"Master Dao, are all the ghosts in Linxi City really dead?" a villager asked in disbelief.

Gu Chongjin: "They're all dead."

The villagers of Xiaoxi Village have fled to the mountains for several days, enduring the bears, wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains. Now that they heard that the devils who occupied their homes have been killed, they couldn't wait to go to Linxi City to see the situation with their own eyes.

Soon after, the villagers who went to check in Linxi City came back tremblingly, saying that the corpses of devils were all outside the city, and they died in strange ways, and there was nothing wrong with them. Throw it into the mass grave where the devils buried people outside the city, and prepare to burn it.

These narratives frightened and relieved the villagers. Many old men and aunts even knelt down in pain and shouted that God opened their eyes.

Li Congyang, who has always insisted on atheism and materialism, felt a little bit unbelievable for a while, thinking that if ghosts are really so powerful, and there are so many souls in Huaguo who died under the swords and guns of the great powers and Fusang, why didn't they see a few of those damned guys killed by ghosts? ?

The world is like a prison, and enemies are like ghosts, but real ghosts are rare.

Looking at the villagers who seemed to be celebrating the new year, Li Congyang sighed. Although he quickly cheered up, he asked: "Gu Daochang, since these Yin soldiers can kill devils, can they be incorporated into our team to assist us?" To fight against the invading army of devils?"

Gu Chongjin denied Li Congyang's expectations: "Humans and ghosts have different ways after all, and they do more harm than good together. In the end, either the ghost qi of the yin soldiers hurt the yang qi of the living and made them fall into disorder, or the yin soldiers were killed by the army's yang qi." Injured by Qi, unable to exert his power."

Li Congyang was disappointed for a moment and then he was relieved. After all, people still have to rely on themselves. If gods, ghosts and ghosts are really reliable, their civilization and myths of thousands of years in the vast country of China will not reach the point where they are today.

Li Congyang: "The Taoist priest, where will these ghosts go in the future? They won't hurt people, right?"

Gu Chongjin had thought about this problem before, so this time he came to say goodbye to the villagers. Now that the devils in Linxi City have been solved, the sharp sword hanging over the heads of the villagers in Xiaoxi Village is temporarily gone. Gu Chongjin is gone and continues to stay. Here's why.

Gu Chongjin decided to leave here with those Yin soldiers, and at the same time, he could watch those Yin soldiers.

If they want to fight devils, Gu Chongjin will help them a little bit, and at the same time prevent them from hurting ordinary people.

The fact that Gu Chongjin was about to leave made the villagers very sad, but at this time of national crisis, they could only reluctantly bid farewell to Gu Chongjin. At the same time, Li Congyang, who had recovered from his injuries and continued to go west, left.

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Wheels...

Da da da……

In the dark night, under the moonlight, the green will-o'-the-wisps formed a string, the sound of horses' hoofs and footsteps echoed, and the team of Yin soldiers walked in this long night.

Yin Heng looked at the mountain village that was left behind: "Little Taoist priest, do you really want to come with me?"

Gu Chongjin nodded solemnly: "Well, since Brother Yin is so righteous, I should also do my best. And there are many Taoist friends who have gone down the mountain to help the poor. Some are helping to kill devils, and some are killing demons. Maybe I will treat you, brother Yin, as a big disaster. But since we are all fellow Taoists, if I explain a thing or two by the side, there will be a lot of harmony?"

Gu Zhongjin thought, at worst, he would say that this ghost was raised by him, and it was specially used to kill devils.

In such a troubled world, if you want to save the world, there is nothing wrong with using some extraordinary means, right?

Yin Heng stared at Gu Chongjin, suddenly laughed, and stretched out his hand to Gu Chongjin: "Okay, since we will fight side by side in the future, then we will be comrades-in-arms and brothers in this world. Brother Gu, may I wait here to create a prosperous and peaceful world." .”

Gu Chongjin also smiled, and stretched out his hand to hold Yin Heng's cold hand forcefully: "I hope this journey will see prosperity and peace."

Accompanied by the faint ruts and the sound of horseshoes, the army of countless undead witnessed the scene of the two shaking hands, dotted with green will-o'-the-wisps, and there seemed to be some more human memories in the empty eyes of the ghost soldiers.

The author has something to say: Yesterday I missed two words, which caused everyone to misunderstand. I mean that normal love scenes are probably in my memory XD. I will try my best to try the normal way of love here...not finished Memories do not write emotional scenes.

In fact, I think the modern ones are quite normal, but I see many people dislike it _(:з」∠)_

I'm struggling, try to practice how to sweeten it up, if I really can't write emotional scenes, then I'll just write about brotherhood in the future.