Chen Yang stood not far away, and all their conversations were listened to.

No wonder even the system says that this is a great good person.

On this selfless dedication, I can afford it.

"Dao Chief, let's go back first, and come back next time we have time. ”

The villagers came over one after another, said hello to him, and left.

Then, the Shu family, Zhang Jun and others also left one by one.

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, the two girls were also a little anxious.

Shen Qianxiu was still sitting there, motionless looking at the bullet casing in his hand.

They asked every once in a while, but Shen Qianxiu didn't seem to hear anything, immersed in memories.

"Let's go down the mountain first, and then turn around and send him down. Chen Yang said.

"This ......" the two women hesitated.

Fu Ying said: "It's okay, you guys go back first, I'll drive Grandpa Shen back later." ”

"Oh well. ”

The two girls came over and said, "Grandpa Shen, let's go back first." ”

Shen Qianxiu still didn't react.

"Alas. With a sigh, the two girls said hello to Chen Yang and left.

"Grandpa Shen is a hero. Fu Ying said suddenly.

Chen Yang and the three nodded in agreement.

Xuanyu was a little worried: "What's wrong with him? Since listening to your scriptures, he has been like this, will there be something?"

Chen Yang looked up at the sky and said: "The heroic soul has not returned to his hometown, this is his heart knot, and it is also an obsession. ”

Hearing this, Xuanyu and Xuanzhen both frowned.

They were all Taoist priests, so of course they understood what Chen Yang meant.

If you want to untie this knot, there is only one way to let his dead comrades-in-arms return to their hometown.

"It's so hard. Xuanyu said: "It's been so many years, and besides, some of the wars they participated in are not even in the country." ”

It's difficult, if not impossible.

"Senior brother, open the altar. ”

Chen Yang said suddenly.

The two looked at him puzzled: "Open the altar, what are you doing?"

Chen Yang smiled: "Opening the altar is naturally a practice, otherwise what else can you do?"

Xuanyu said: "You don't have a birthday, how can you do it?"

"You have to give it a try, and besides, isn't there Grandpa Shen?"

"......"

"Open the altar. Xuan Zhen interrupted him and turned to follow Chen Yang: "Where is the practice?"

"Let's go outside, it's too small to be used. ”

"Good. ”

Xuan Zhen walked into the kitchen, moved the table out, and beckoned Xuan Yu: "Don't be stunned, go get some tribute." ”

The three of them were busy, and Fu Ying didn't know what they were doing.

Soon, Xuan Zhen and Xuan Yu were ready to offer to Taiwan.

Chen Yang also changed into a French uniform.

He walked towards Shen Qianxiu and said softly, "Wake up." ”

Shen Qianxiu's eyes flickered slightly, and he woke up from that memory in an instant.

Slightly dazed, he looked at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang asked, "But the donor wants the souls of his comrades-in-arms to return to their hometown?"

Without waiting for him to speak, Chen Yang said, "Poor Dao can help you." ”

"Little Daoist, can you really help me?"

Chen Yang's tone was firm: "Yes." ”

Outside the Taoist temple.

There are many pastries on the table of the Eight Immortals, a candle is erected on the left and right, and an incense burner is in the center.

Xuanyu said: "What method does Xuanyang have to do to attract those lonely souls?"

"Even if the master is here, he doesn't dare to say that he can attract it. Although he is kind, if he gives the old man hope, but fails to do it, he is afraid that the old man will not be able to stand it. ”

Xuan Zhen said: "I think the junior brother should be sure." ”

At this time, Chen Yang and the three of them came out of the Taoist temple.

Fu Ying was a little nervous.

She seemed to know what Chen Yang was about to do.

He seemed to be doing something, and it seemed that he wanted to summon the heroic souls of Shen Qian's comrades-in-arms here.

This...

She had never seen a Taoist priest before.

I didn't believe it before.

Now I believe it, but I never have a chance.

She was very excited to meet her today.

When he came to the offering table, Chen Yang took out a pen and paper: "Tell Poor Dao their names." ”

Shen Qian practiced the recitation of one name after another, and it took almost ten minutes to read it.

Chen Yang counted it, and there were one hundred and thirteen people.

He placed the paper with his name written on it on the offering table.

Chen Yang didn't chant the scriptures, didn't step on the gang, and when the palm of his hand was raised, there was an extra incense stick half a meter long.

"Senior brother. Chen Yang turned around and shouted.

The two men came up to them and asked, "What do you want us to do?"

"Roll call. ”

"You ......" Xuanyu stopped talking, and finally said: "Just like you said, try it!"

Chen Yang poked out the incense of the past and lit it with the candle, wisps of green smoke.

Then insert the incense into the censer, pick up the paper in your left hand and spread it out.

Xuanyu Xuanzhen reached out and grabbed the two corners.

"Roll call!"

The three of them took a breath and shouted like thunder: "Where is Li Lianying!"

"Where is Zhang Zhi?"

"Where is Liu Weiguo!"

……

Xuanyu originally thought that Chen Yang was going to do some kind of dharma.

But he never thought that he would call them in such the most ordinary way.

But where is the hope?

The land of Shenzhou is vast, and no matter how powerful your mana is, it is difficult to find the souls of heroes who died decades ago from this vast land.

Fu Ying only felt that her ears were buzzing.

The voices of Chen Yang and the three of them were loud and deep, as if someone was in front of her, slamming the drumsticks.

Every time they shouted a name, the sound was poured into the smoke.

In the dark, the three of them have an unrealistic, but very clear feeling.

"Coming?"

When Xuanyu called out the name of the sixtieth person, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

There is a man who has been found.

He was pleasantly surprised in his heart, but he didn't dare to be distracted and continued to shout.

"Where is Li Jianzhou!"

After the last person's name was called, the lips of the three were dry and their voices were hoarse.

Under their induction, one hundred and thirteen people, all of them were connected.

Xuanyu and Xuanzhen couldn't help but close their eyes and sense carefully.

Suddenly, the world in front of them changed, and they saw soldiers wearing military uniforms full of bullet holes and blood.

Open your eyes.

The sky was clear one second ago, but now it is cloudy, as if it is going to rain at any time.

A gust of yin wind hit, and Fu Ying subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly.

"It's here!" Fu Ying snorted softly.

A few people looked.

A young man who was not tall, at most one meter seven, and was wearing a thick military cotton uniform, appeared in front of the offering stage.

He was young, he looked like he was only eighteen or nineteen.

"Old Wei!"

Shen Qianxiu burst into tears, and his whole body trembled.

He choked up, hoarse, and shouted the name.

The young man's eyes were determined, and he heard the voice and looked over.

Seeing Shen Qianxiu, he was very puzzled.

At this time, several more ghosts appeared.

One after another, in the next hour or so, more than ninety ghosts appeared.

They were very orderly and stood in several rows in front of the offering table.

They had no guns or bayonets, but they stood straight.

Even if it's just a soul body, his eyes are still unyielding, and he still has the momentum of seeing death as home.