Such a huge body is not a real entity, but a sparse cloud with a very low density composed of hundreds of millions of negative energy bodies, these negative energy individuals are extremely subtle, so small that the human eye can not distinguish them, Liu Yanzhi can not see this wonder with Chen Yongren's physical mortal form, and only when he returns to the soul state can he see that he has unconsciously changed so much.

He couldn't figure out how this body, which covered hundreds of square kilometers of ground, was formed, but he could sense where these energies came from, they came from the souls of the heroes who had died in battle for thousands of years, the ordinary people who died of natural causes, the domestic animals and wild animals that had been slaughtered and killed, and even the extremely short-lived insects and the withered and withered harvested plants, trees, flowers, and crops, all of which were dead creatures.

Liu Yanzhi led an army of undead, although this army is huge, but it is basically useless, he once used a Yin soldier crossing outside Panshan County, consuming the energy that these revenants have accumulated for a hundred years, and it can no longer be used for a period of time, as for the undead of civilians and animals and plants, they are muddy, extremely weak, and even more unusable.

In July 1912, Liu Yanzhi existed in a form that is incomprehensible to human beings, and his perspective was different from that of mortals, he could not only see everything in the world, but also observe the spectrum invisible to the human eye, all kinds of electromagnetic waves, the thermal radiation of steam engines, the vitality of human beings and various animals, and of course, the negative energy masses of dead people and other living beings.

After a long period of observation, he gradually discovered some laws, all organic matter on the earth has life energy, and these energies can be transformed into each other, every winter goes to spring, the earth recovers, everything sprouts, and the negative energy in the legion rushes to the earth like raindrops, transforming into new grass blades and flowers, ants, bees, pigs, cows, sheep and dogs; Every time a newborn baby falls to the ground, there is also a human negative energy mass that disappears into invisibility, except for those murderous and resentful negative energy, they seem to be unable to transform, and they have been floating around.

By chance, Liu Yanzhi drifted to the sky above Biyun Temple, and the chanting sound in the temple seemed to have a disintegrating effect on his army of the undead.

Liu Yanzhi can't understand these phenomena, he is not a simple individual now, but an energy group composed of hundreds of millions of living beings, but these energies do not have wisdom, and it is even difficult to use, he can only silently watch the world, like a god and Buddha.

Four years later, the young Chen Zikun had grown into a young man in Yushu, and as a graduate of the class of 1916, he left St. John's University in Shanghai and sailed to Dalian to receive militarized training from the Great Guards of Changshan as promised four years earlier.

Changshan is not an army, but an out-and-out horse thief and robber, but their living environment is extremely harsh, it can be described as extremely difficult, often climbing ice and snow, sleeping in the open, but also facing the encirclement and suppression of peers, officers and soldiers and even the Kwantung Army, licking blood from the knife edge, and the god of death is always with him, which is very good for honing young people.

In that year, there was a 100,000 Yin soldiers crossing the border outside Panshan County, and the bizarre thing of saving Changshan from the hands of officers and soldiers was very many, and there were many witnesses, one passed ten, ten passed hundreds, and deduced into a more unwritten story, saying that Changshan Hao was the reincarnation of Zhou Cang, and the old man was blessed by the second master in heaven, so that the officers and soldiers did not dare to encircle and suppress, and many peers came to defect, and Changshan Hao developed into one of the best big locks outside the Guan, not only with a good man from all over the world, but also a young man with a white horse and silver gun from Shanghai Tang, his name is Chen Zikun, is a good benefactor of Changshan, kung fu marksmanship, is spoiled by the big boss as a son, and reports the number of the double gun fast-legged little white dragon......

Once, Changshan Hao got a good horse from the exiled White Russian general, it was a violent Don hippopotamus, the whole body was snow-white without a single miscellaneous hair, the heroes were itchy one by one, but all of them were bruised and swollen by the fierce horse, and the little white dragon with two guns and fast legs also wanted to try his skills, as the youngest and promising junior in the locks, everyone was looking forward to seeing him surrender to the fierce horse, but an unfortunate scene happened, Chen Zikun finally tamed the fierce horse, but accidentally rushed onto the glacier, the war horse slipped on all four hooves, and threw him out. Hit your head on a stone on the riverbank, and the person will die immediately.

Changshan was so shocked, Chen Zikun is the younger generation entrusted to take care of by his life-saving benefactor, if he dies here, what to explain to the spirit in the sky, he promised a lot of money to invite famous doctors outside the customs to treat his nephew's injuries, from the family of Chinese medicine to the famous Western doctors of Belarus and Japan, all of them were invited, who shook their heads when they saw it, saying that it was not saved, and they were ready for the future.

Only a ninety-year-old Fengtian divine doctor twisted his white beard and said: "Half of the three souls and seven spirits are gone, and if you want to save your life, only the gods are immortals." ”

Changshan had a good idea, went up to the old bald mountain, put down the incense case, offered pigs, cattle and sheep three livestock, burned incense and paper, worshiped ghosts and gods, and splashed a bowl of burning knives on the ground, and the hero burst into tears: "Brother, you show your spirit, save the child." ”

In the sky above the Changbai Mountain Range, the clouds were thick, Liu Yanzhi watched all this silently, he saw his son's pale face in a coma, and also saw that his body energy had been seriously lacking, usually such a person has only one ending, that is, death.

At this time, Liu Yanzhi is no longer a real person, no longer has seven emotions and six desires, no longer has compassion and joy, but is a complex energy life form, but he still wants to save Chen Zikun and save his son in the mortal world.

How to save is a problem, Liu Yanzhi thought about it for a long time, and tried a method, he extracted part of his own energy, and extracted a part of it from the undead of those stubborn ancient generals, and poured it into Chen Zikun's comatose body, making up for his missing soul and three spirits

After seven days of coma, Chen Zikun finally woke up, Changshan was so surprised that he burst into tears, but suddenly found that the child didn't remember anything before......

After another half a year, Zhang Zuolin suddenly mobilized a large army to encircle and suppress Changshan under the persecution of the Kwantung Army, after all, the bandits are just bandits, unable to compete with the regular army, the silk fell apart, Chen Zikun hid in the old forest for half a month, and finally the big boss said that you don't belong here, our fate is over, you should go back, go to Beijing to find your Uncle Chen.

So, nineteen-year-old Chen Zikun wore a dogskin hat, carried a blanket bag containing dry food and the ocean, and carried a Japanese gold-hooked rifle bayonet in his arms, and took the train to Beijing.

Liu Yanzhi is still paying attention to his son's every move, watching him win the capital, watching him spend the moon before and after, watching him stay in foreign flags, watching him enter the phase, watching him marry a wife and have children, watching him fight his horses, and watching him compose a brilliant chapter of the country's unparalleled heroes.

Forty years is half a lifetime for ordinary people, but for Liu Yanzhi, it is just a flick of his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, the land of China has changed, a new republic has been established, and Chinese people have stood up.

In this time and space interval, there were two large-scale world wars on the earth, and the people who died in the war were often the most elite part of each country, in tens of millions, brave and intelligent young lives disappeared on the battlefield, and their undead joined Liu Yanzhi's legion, the two world wars greatly expanded the scale and quality of the undead legion, and the dark cloud over Beijing in the past has evolved to hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.

At midnight on April 18, 1955, at Princeton University Hospital, New Jersey, United States of America, 76-year-old Albert A. Einstein died, and as soon as a faint wisp of negative energy left his body, it flew into the sky like iron filings attracted by a magnet.