Chapter 47: Cooking wine and waiting for your return in the next life
Yanyun City, located in the northernmost part of Shanxi Province, has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the officers and soldiers fought hard to resist the Qing troops entering the pass, and kept Dorgon's army outside the city wall for nine months.
After the city was broken, Dorgon ordered the massacre of the city, and even the city wall was demolished by 5 feet.
Looking at this famous historical city in front of him, Lin Hai seemed to feel the kind of iron and steel, and he was filled with emotions for a while.
Since ancient times, how many soldiers have abandoned their wives and children, wrapped their bodies in horse leather, and never returned in order to defend their homeland.
They are all heroes!
In mid-air, Han Xiuer looked around, her whole body trembling, and her tears flowed down like water.
"Mo Lang, Xiu'er is here to see you."
"Oh, let's go." Lin Hai sighed, holding the box filled with Han Xiuer's ashes in his arms, and walked forward.
On the city wall, there were many tourists from all over the world, laughing and playing in groups, taking pictures with this ancient city wall that no longer showed any trace of war.
Lin Hai felt a little heavy!
Today's peace and prosperity are all earned by our respectable and lovely soldiers who gave up their families and careers and made selfless contributions.
However, while enjoying peace and enjoying life, a few people think of them, and what's more, they won't even give them basic respect.
Just like Han Xiuer's husband, on the third day after his marriage, he went out with the army and came to Yanyun to defend his homeland.
Han Xiuer was at home, thinking about her husband day and night, but to her surprise, she received the news that her husband had died in the battle.
When he was heartbroken, the son of the local governor fell in love with Han Xiuer's beauty and took Han Xiuer home, intending to humiliate her.
Han Xiuer refused to obey, so she hit a wall and died. Her body was thrown into the wilderness and was kindly buried by a woodcutter.
Lin Hai secretly thought that if Han Xiuer's husband knew that after he died fighting for the country, those officials who risked their lives to defend their country would not only fail to give their families a generous compensation, but would instead force their wives to death while singing happily every day.
, I wonder what he will think.
The people on the city wall looked at Lin Hai with strange eyes when they saw Lin Hai holding an urn in his hand.
Many people are taboo about ashes. After a while, all the tourists around Lin Hai left.
"My Mo Lang, will his bones be buried here?" Han Xiuer stroked the city wall with her hand, as tenderly as if she were stroking her husband's face.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Lin Hai felt a dark wind, extremely strong.
The next moment, his pupils shrank sharply.
On the city wall, at some point, a young man wearing armor appeared.
"Xiu'er, is that you?" The man's voice was rough and choked with sobs.
Han Xiuer was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes widened suddenly.
"Mo Lang, my Mo Lang!"
"Xiu'er!"
The two souls hugged each other tightly, eager to integrate each other into their bodies.
Lin Hai was stunned.
This, this man is Han Xiuer's husband?
His soul actually didn’t go to the underworld?
After a long time, the two reluctantly separated.
Mo Kuang stroked Han Xiuer's tear-stained cheek with great affection.
"Xiu'er, why are you here? Why didn't your soul go to the underworld? How have you been in these years?"
"I came here specifically to see you. After you died in the battle, I missed you day and night and was heartbroken. After your death, I had an obsession in the world. I thought of the place where you died in the battle, even if I just touched your bones, Xiu'er
I really can’t bear to leave you, Mo Lang.”
Han Xiuer cried bitterly again.
"Unfortunately, I have never traveled far, and I have no idea where Yan Yun is. I am about to turn into a ghost and lose my will. I didn't want to meet Brother Lin Hai, who brought me here."
"Him?" Mo Kuang then noticed that Lin Hai seemed to have been watching them.
"Can he see us?"
"Yes, and it can also facilitate our communication. Otherwise, where would I find you?"
"Mo Lang, we can only meet each other again because of brothers Lin Hai."
Hearing this, Mo Kuang suddenly lifted up his clothes and knelt down in front of Lin Hai with a plop.
Seeing this, Han Xiuer also knelt down.
"Brother Lin Hai, I will never forget your great kindness!"
Boom, boom, boom!
"Hero, please get up quickly!" Lin Hai didn't care that the other person was a ghost and hurriedly reached out to help him.
Unexpectedly, when he was about to touch Mo Kuang's arm, the peach wood sword on his chest suddenly burst into light.
"Huh?" Mo Kuang was startled and took several steps back with a look of surprise on his face.
"Uh, I'm sorry." Lin Hai smiled awkwardly.
Madhu, why is this mahogany sword working again?
At this time, Han Xiuer spoke.
"Mo Lang, this peach wood sword of Brother Lin Hai is very powerful. Even we can only get close to Brother Lin Hai, but we can't touch him."
"Oh?" Mo Kuang was surprised, "In this world, among the wandering ghosts, there should be very few who are more powerful than us."
"Yes, brother Lin Hai has this peach wood sword to protect him. Almost no ghosts can harm him."
Nani! Lin Hai’s eyes straightened.
"Well, interrupt me, are you saying that this peach wood sword is not garbage? It seems to be of some use? Or that even you can't reach me?"
"Yes." Mo Kuang and Han Xiu'er both nodded.
"Yes!" Lin Hai clenched his fist excitedly. Wasn't Mader scared before for nothing? It turns out that no ghost can hurt me.
Having said that, it seems that Zhang Tianshi has been unfairly accused.
"Brother Lin Hai, I met Mo Lang today, and I no longer have any worries in my heart. Soon, he will disappear between heaven and earth. Please help me spread his ashes on the earth here, and be with my Mo Lang forever.
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"Okay!" Lin Hai opened the urn, stood by the city wall, and raised his hand.
The ashes are flying all over the sky and are silent on the earth.
"Brother Lin Hai, the reason why I, Mo Kuang, remain in this world is because I have Xiu'er in my heart and cannot go back. When I see Xiu'er today, I can finally show off to Xiu'er and return to the underworld with my soul."
"I will never repay you for your great kindness. This book, "Splitting the Muscles and Crossing the Bones," is something I have learned all my life. It is quite powerful. I will give it to you when I say goodbye."
With that said, Mo Kuang took out a light blue ancient book from his arms and handed it to Lin Hai.
"Thank you, Brother Mo." Lin Haigang took the ancient book and then disappeared.
"Huh? What's going on?" Lin Hai was stunned.
Then, WeChat rang.
Lin Hai opened it and took a look.
Received "Hands that Split Muscles and Wrong Bones" ×1
Um, it came through WeChat.
No matter what, as long as it's not gone.
"Brother Lin, my husband and I are about to leave. It's a pity that I don't have the chance to drink and sing with you in this life. I hope that in the next life, you and I will be brothers and we can drink and talk happily!"
"Okay! Brother Mo, Sister Han, have a good journey. Brothers will have an afterlife. Let's cook wine and wait for you to return!"
"Hahahaha, goodbye, brother!"
"Bye now."
Mo Kuang and Han Xiuer smiled and waved towards Lin Hai.
Then, the bodies of the two people slowly turned into dots of stars and disappeared between the sky and the earth.
"Alas!" Lin Hai sighed.
"The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir dream." Unknowingly, Lin Hai felt a pang of regret in his heart.