(During the war years, death is a kind of relief)

After receiving Feng Yi's message, Lan Feng and others did not dare to neglect for a moment, and each showed their magical powers and flew across the thousands-mile territory of Jizhou.

Along the way, several people also felt the tragedy of the war in the world. The people in Nayan City did not realize that they lived a prosperous life, but when they walked towards Wutai Mountain, they saw that the people were displaced, wild fires were burning in the houses, and occasionally

You can hear the sound of babies crying, but adults are already numb.

Beside the burned crops, marchers passed by and began to plunder the people. Several soldiers looted the farmers' rations, while the white-haired old man was still begging for help while carrying a child on his back.

Ruoxue didn't see such a thing, and she got angry and wanted to help. Mu Zhizhi saw this and stopped the jade flute horizontally to Ruoxue, who said angrily: "What are you doing?!"

Lanfeng watched the soldiers snatching the rations from the old man's hands, but when they turned their heads, they were left with a hint of sadness. He patted Ai Ruoxue and said: "Everything in the world has its own destiny. We saved one person, but the rest

Who should save the millions of people?"

"How can you be so reasonable! If you can't save the people in front of you, how can you save the world?!" Ruoxue said angrily.

Mu Zhizhi said at this moment: "Girl, do you think that soldier would snatch this old man's food for no reason?"

Ruoxue said: "No matter what the reason is, it shouldn't be like this. Then the old man and the children may only have a small amount of food. If someone takes it away, will they survive?!"

Mu Zhi said: "But if they don't eat, the soldiers will starve to death."

Ruoxue sneered: "The life of a soldier is life, but then the life of the elderly and children is not life?!"

Mu Zhizhi sighed: "Girl, let me ask you a question, if the old man and the child died today, would their country still exist?"

Ruoxue was stunned: "What do you mean by that? Of course I am."

Mu Zhizhi said again: "Then let me ask you again, if the soldiers protecting the country die, will their country still exist?"

"You..." Ruoxue bit the corner of her mouth and was speechless. Once a general succeeds, thousands of bones will wither, and if the country is not there, where will he settle down? This is the unchanging truth since ancient times, and it is also the fate of the world.

But Ruoxue still ignored Mu Zhizhi's remarks. She took out some rations from her luggage and delivered them to the old man. Lanfeng looked at Ruoxue under the broken eaves and thought to herself, if one day the person in charge of the palace was broken.

With the destiny wheel, will the world really be peaceful?

Lanfeng couldn't help but think too much, so he called Ruoxue and the others back and continued to move forward. After passing a mountain col, the sight in front of them made several people feel scared.

On the boundless plain, rows of pine trees fell to the ground, but the bark and leaves on them were missing. White bones were everywhere, corpses stank, and there were even undead people leaning against the tree stumps with round bellies and wailing.

Mo Yun stepped forward and picked up a branch and took a look, seeing two rows of clear teeth marks on it.

"They've all been chewed up, and the stomachs of those who are still alive are filled with dirt..." Mo Yun said.

Mu Zhizhi seemed to have discovered something. He took out his jade flute and placed an invisible cover over everyone's heads.

He whispered: "Someone is coming, let's hide first."

Several people retreated to a ditch and looked out, only to see two black figures floating up from the ground. The two black figures looked around and began to murmur to each other.

Lan Feng asked: "Who is this black shadow?"

wood branch

Said: "Ghosts from the underworld, brother Lanfeng can turn on the dark vision and look around."

Lanfeng wiped his eyes with his sword fingers to suppress the anger on his forehead, and then he saw thousands of wandering souls wandering on the plain. They looked confused, and some souls even didn't know that they were dead and were haunting their bodies.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind came and lowered the temperature by a few points, and a layer of frost formed on the surrounding dead branches and bones. Lanfeng and the others looked around, and saw a locust tree not far away.

There are four figures, two of which have high hats, one black and one white. The white one says "make money at first sight", and the black one says "the world is peaceful", which is black and white. The other two figures, one with an ox head of two feet, carry five

Chima face.

After the four ghosts appeared, some black shadows also floated up one after another.

Bai Wuchang bit his two-foot red tongue and said, "Everyone, let's get started~"

After receiving the order, the minions dispersed one by one and tied the wandering souls around them together with a black iron chain. After a while, these thousands of wandering souls were gathered in front of the four ghosts.

"Bring it up~" Bai Wuchang said again.

Four of the imps carried out a bone weighing rod from the ground. The bone weighing rod was one foot long, with a four-foot weighing plate at each end. On the left plate was a black weighing lump with inscriptions on it.

There are two words "punish evil"; there is nothing on the other side.

After the bone scale came up, it floated next to the ghosts out of thin air. On one side stood black and white Wuchang, and on the other side stood a bull-headed and horse-faced figure. The ghosts led the wandering souls and lined up one by one, and one by one sat on the empty scale plate on the right.

Lanfeng discovered that after the wandering souls went up, the scale also began to swing at both ends. Some wandering souls were lighter than the scale. After they came down, Black and White Wuchang put a white hat on them and stood on the side of Wuchang; some wandering souls

They were heavier than the weighing lump. After they came down, the cow-headed and horse-faced people put a black hat on them and stood on the side of the cows and horses.

Mu Zhizhi whispered in everyone's ears: "This should be weighing bones and assigning fate. It refers to the good and evil of this person in this life. If you do good in your life, you will be on the side of black and white, and if you are evil, you will be on the bull-headed and horse-faced side.

On the other hand. As for the afterlife, those who do good can be reincarnated as humans, while those who do evil will be cast into the animal realm or even go to hell to atone for their sins."

Lanfeng nodded and continued to look. The people who were wearing black and white hats gradually became more conscious. They saw the four ghosts with frightened faces. One of the ghosts wearing black hats had the courage to ask the one next to him.

Little devil, after learning that he would be thrown into the realm of animals in his next life, he actually started shouting.

"Master Gui Cha, Master Gui Cha, I came back from the battlefield to join my relatives. I didn't expect that all the money and food were confiscated by the soldiers. You can't let me die."

These four gangsters were used to seeing such scoundrels and didn't even pay attention to him. The horse-faced man smoked a big cigarette and shouted: "Next one~"

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the black hat ghost shouted again: "I have money! My family has money!"

Unexpectedly, this voice actually made the four ghosts stop. Bai Wuchang waved his hand and said: "Stop~"

The little ghosts stopped pressing their bones, and Bai Wuchang floated in front of the ghost and said, "How much money do you have?"

The ghost looked at Bai Wuchang's two-foot red tongue and swallowed. He said tremblingly: "How much does Master Wuchang want? I'll ask my relatives to bring it to you. Send it..."

Bai Wuchang grinned and said: "We four ghosts, each with one trillion notes, must be the name of Tiandi Bank. Is there any problem?"

"No problem, no problem.

"The ghost said.

"But..." Bai Wuchang said again, "It's impossible for you to survive, but the money is enough to buy you a life and let you be a human being in the next life. How about it?"

When the ghost heard this, he sighed helplessly, remembering that he had done a lot of evil in his lifetime, and it would be nice to be able to exchange money for a life in the next life, so he agreed.

The people on the other side who were black-hatted saw that they could exchange money for human lives, so they all clamored to do the same. Seeing this, the four evil villains also raised the price. In the end, the evildoers who were originally black-hatted just had to do the same.

The remaining small batch is still over there at the Niutou Horse Noodles.

"Seventh Master," said the horse-faced man sitting on the back of the bull's head, "the thing is, although we have divided the money here, the number of ghosts is too small, so we can't communicate with each other."

Bai Wuchang smiled, and with a wave of the mourning stick, half of the good people in white hats were slapped to the side of the bull-headed horse.

"Brother, isn't this a good deal?" Bai Wuchang said.

The four ghosts looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.

Lanfeng and the others saw this in their eyes, and Ruoxue said: "It seems that this ghost boss is quite comfortable. I think it's a joke that money can make ghosts grind. All ghosts in the world and the underworld are like this."

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Lanfeng and the others watched the ghost messengers take these wandering souls down to the netherworld, and then they set off and continued to move forward. At dusk, they finally arrived at the forefront of the war in the human world.

In this city, wolf smoke covered the top of the city wall, and there was no trace of the people, only soldiers in armor. The roars from the other end of the city reached this end of the city, and the scarlet clouds in the sky did not know whether it was the setting sun shining back or the red blood reflecting the sky.

Some soldiers cover their faces with dust, some wrap their bodies in rags, the wine they drink is filled with blood, and the bread they eat is sprinkled with tears. The general stands on the city gate and declares war on the enemies below. The military flag in his hand is not

A symbol of defeat.

No one remembers their names, and probably no one is waiting for them to go home. The weapons in their hands are never to protect themselves, but to protect the king in their hearts. But where is the king?

The king was playing with his concubine and listening to the shengxiao in the mountainous castle. He did not know that his country was about to perish, nor did he know that he was the king appointed by the gods to perish. Perhaps he would only feel scared when the enemy invaded the golden palace.

Bar.

Lanfeng had seen the battle between gods and demons in King Peng's dream, but now this mortal war had touched his heartstrings. He couldn't understand why these mortals could have such faith to defend a king they had never seen before.

The green mountains are there and the deserted city is in smoke. How many times will the soldiers fight?

Recalling the past years, while making wine, I swore to be a minister who would serve the country.

Feng Shuai rode thousands of mountains and rivers, promised to kill the enemy bandits.

It's pity to send a red scarf thousands of miles away, but the wild goose will never come back...

"Dong——"

The ringing of a bell pulled the five Lanfeng people out of the battlefield. They looked up to the south of the city. At this time, the red glow gradually faded. Reflecting the remaining skylight, they saw the silhouettes of five giants, with five peaks towering into the clouds.

During this time, the blue clouds were hovering and the Buddha's light was at its peak, forming a sharp contrast with the killing scene outside the city at the foot of the mountain. This is where Lan Feng is going on this trip - Wenshu Taoist Temple, Mount Wutai.

Lan Feng took out Feng Yi's messenger bamboo leaf and set it on fire with his fingertips to burn it to ashes. He turned sideways and saw Mo Yun and Mu Zhizhi's eyes were red with a little glint.

"Brother Mo Yun..." Lan Feng said.
Chapter completed!