With He Huai by his side, Chen Lidong saw clearly what those who extinguished his brazier were this time.

Those shadowy phantoms are just blackened "people".

Chen Lidong's eyes were hot, and he instantly remembered the firefighters who died in the forest fire some time ago. With a sigh, he shed tears of heartache:

"You ...... It's all heroes......"

This soft heart wrapped in hot emotions, which made him choke up and couldn't speak. However, at this moment, there was a terrible sound coming, which made his tears drip in his eyes, but he couldn't fall—

"What do you want to do?"

These words had a little bit of the flavor of the Northeast, and reminded him of the big ballast broadcast of the Northeast mountains and forests for fire prevention, and that kind of heavy emotion really couldn't be rendered.

……

The shadows around him paused.

Halfway through, they stirred slightly, and the shadows swayed from one to the other, and occasionally a faint voice came:

"yes, what are we doing?"

"What are you doing?"

"What are we going to do?"

"What did we just do?"

He Huai didn't expect that she would be stunned by these ghosts with one sentence.

She hesitated and stammered a little: "That...... So if it's all right, let's burn the money first?"

A dozen phantoms approached each other and pondered—

"It's just a matter of burning some paper money, it's okay......"

They nodded in agreement.

……

That's it?

Chen Lidong looked at the phantoms around him in disbelief, and felt a little depressed in his heart: he had worshiped Xie Duyun several times just now, but these people didn't move at all, and the flames were extinguished again and again......

It's good now, he paid for He Huai, and when someone came to settle it, it was settled.

o(╯□╰)o

He sighed: Can you burn the paper smoothly, right?

So there was a "snap", and the fire was quickly lit again.

This time, the flame ignited the yellow paper smoothly, and once again burned vigorously in the clay pot-

"Sneer-sss

A cool wind sprayed quickly, and the flames in the clay pot swayed helplessly twice, and then disappeared silently.

Chen Lidong: ......

I knew that he didn't dislike it just now, and it was easy to solve this matter!

……

He Huai was also depressed.

"Why don't you talk count!"

She said that she collects money, how can she not get things done!

More than a dozen phantoms were also a little at a loss, and everyone hesitated, and then there was a representative to take a step forward:

"I'm sorry, the reflex didn't control ......"

When they got closer, He Huai looked hard, and saw that they were all carrying a tube on their backs, but the tube was just a tube, and there was no connection at all!

How can such a strong wind blow?

She solemnly warned:

"Then let's burn it again, don't you can't control it - the extra money after burning can be distributed to you. ”

Although the phantoms don't seem to have much to do with their money, their attitude is also quite sincere, and there is really nothing to be nervous about when they burn a small fire in the brazier.

Everyone nodded earnestly.

……

He Huai sighed, this time there was no need for Chen Lidong to work, he waved his hand directly, and a bundle of paper was scattered in the clay pot, and was ignited by the fire that was born out of thin air.

The flames rose in an instant.

The next moment, more than a dozen chilling yin winds sneered, but only three or two strokes made the brazier fall silent again.

He Huai: ...... Okay, this is completely not giving face to Lord Huai!

Chen Lidong: ...... I don't know if his father will be tired and panicked when he collects money intermittently over there. Anyway, he's tired enough.

………

This time, without waiting for the two to speak, the phantoms first waved their hands very embarrassedly: "No, no, no, we didn't mean to, it's really a little uncontrollable......"

He Huai: Who believes it!

Chen Lidong smiled bitterly: "I understand, I understand." ”

He sighed: "Forget it, I'll burn it somewhere else." ”

Looking at their performance, it is clear that they are firefighters. Although he didn't know why the soul was here, out of respect, he couldn't burn paper in this mountain anymore.

He Huai disagreed-

Just kidding, Lord Huai said that he collected money!

With a wave of her hand, she instantly gathered more than a dozen phantoms, evenly surrounding the clay pot, and then two more bundles of yellow paper scattered in the basin, swallowed by the flames that grew out of nowhere.

The scene was shocking and quiet.

More than a dozen phantoms couldn't sit still for an instant.

They struggled to put the pipe on the past, but He Huai controlled it tightly, no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't break free, and they were in a hurry at the moment-

But they couldn't speak, and they couldn't move, they could only watch the flames grow bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and their transparent bodies were slightly red.

……

Chen Lidong disagreed: "Lord Huai!"

He refused this kind of help: "I will pay the money, but you let them go, it is my fault to make a fire in the mountains and forests, I will change places." ”

He knew that He Huai was a monster, and he might not understand this complex emotion very well, but at this moment he still tried to explain:

"They should be firefighters who died in the wildfires, and they are so obsessed that they can't see the fires burning in the mountains – they are real heroes. ”

"I should respect them no matter what. ”

He Huai wondered, "Of course I know they died in the fire - but they haven't left here until now, do you think it's because of obsession, or is it because they're too dedicated?"

What do you mean?

Chen Lidong was stunned.

He Huai raised his chin and motioned for him to look at the phantoms.

The endless stream of yellow paper was still being thrown into the brazier one after another, and the big clay pot was finally fully used at this moment, and the raging flame was like the holy fire of the Persian Ming Sect, which illuminated the hearts of the people and burned a lot.

However, Chen Lidong found that the firefighters finally quieted down after struggling in every possible way and never being able to extinguish the flames.

On their young faces, there is no such fearlessness, nor the kind of death-defying home, nor the demeanor of firm conviction.

Yes, just an expression of fear and fear.

This is......

Chen Lidong didn't understand - they were obviously fearless heroes who had fought against the flames!

He Huai understood his expression, and shook his head at this moment: "You humans, sometimes you look so smart, and sometimes you like to deceive yourself - when a hero becomes a hero, he doesn't think that he will be afraid when he is tortured!"

"Isn't it normal for them to be in this state?"

In other words, when these firefighters rushed forward, their beliefs were indeed firm, and it was indeed their duty, and they did everything they could to defend their families and the country.

But when the flames burn their bodies, who can not allow their mortal bodies to be terrified by the pain?

No one can either.

Because mortals who are afraid of death finally choose to face death.