"No, Japan has fully recovered now." Hong Young-sik's answer surprised Kim Ok-kyun, "Japan is more prosperous now than it was before the war, and I went to the southwestern region of Japan to observe the war, and most of the traces of the war have been eliminated, and the people's lives are normal, which is simply surprising." At that time, I thought that if my country went through two years of war like this, I was afraid that it would never recover. ”

"How is this possible?" Jin Yujun's eyes were full of disbelief.

"It's really happening, and I don't lie to you." Hong Young-sik looked at Kim Ok-kyun and said, "Berwin, you should really go to Japan to have a look, and after you see what Japan is like, you will understand." ”

"It seems that you have chosen Japan's path of reform as a way to revitalize Korea." Jin Yujun sighed.

"So what? Do you want to take the road of Qianguo? Hong Yingzhi said, a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, "How many years has it been since Qianguo began the reform of foreign affairs?" What does it look like now? A breach of the Yellow River embankment is already exhausted, but fortunately, the civil strife and the Western Regions have been pacified, otherwise, the world will be in chaos. ”

Jin Yujun clenched his fists, but did not speak.

Hong Young-sik raised his head, was silent for a long time, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it dry. He looked directly into Jin Yujun's eyes, and a cold light flowed under his eyes, "Qianguo...... The boss of the corrupt country has already declined, and it is ridiculous that the DPRK and China are a big party that wants to lead North Korea to the end of the road......"

"Qianguo or Japan, if you were asked to choose, which one would you choose?" Kim Ok-gyun also looked directly into Hong Young-sik's eyes. The voice was dry.

"I just don't choose Japan. The DPRK is a vassal state of the Qianguo. It's been too long......" Jin Yujun raised his head, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said in a deep voice, "If North Korea wants to revitalize and strengthen itself, it must get out of the cage of the country!" ”

At this time, Jin Yujun was agitated, but at this time, he would not have thought that an unprecedented storm was coming.

Day 2. Evening.

It was a carriage that was not at all noticeable. The shabby body, the thin old horse, and the yellow-skinned driver are really complementary to the depressed and dilapidated town on the outskirts of Seoul under the sickly twilight sun. Passers-by didn't bother to glance at it, their minds only thinking about tonight's dinner.

The carriage continued unhurriedly along the town's dusty stone paths, through the center of the city, toward the outskirts of the city. The driver did not seem to be planning to stay overnight, but intended to continue walking at night. Like many other dusty travelers, small towns are not attractive to them.

Strange things happened at a time when no one cared about them. All of a sudden. I don't know why, but the horse pulling the cart was shocked. With a loud neigh, the startled horse pulled the broken car behind him, veered off the road, and crashed headlong into a teahouse on the side of the road.

There is an exaggeration to say that half of its population and half of its vitality are tucked away in the town's only lively teahouse. A horse-drawn carriage breaks in, like a large stone thrown into a pot of boiling soup, and the scene is predictably thrown into chaos and disorder, especially after the roof of the teahouse is torn off. The carriage that caused the accident was the most unlucky, it overturned on the ground entirely, and the contents of the carriage fell out.

It was a coffin.

At that moment, there were suddenly more than a dozen strangers in the teahouse. No one paid attention to where they were or when they suddenly appeared, but the moment the carriage overturned, they all rushed in, cut through the bamboo roof that covered the ground, and threw themselves on the coffin on the ground. In the tumbling and colliding, the coffin lid has fallen off, but countless pairs of curious eyes can only reap disappointment.

- The coffin was empty, there was nothing.

If the idlers were simply disappointed because they failed to satisfy their curiosity, the dozen or so strangers who suddenly appeared seemed to have nothing but despair in their eyes. After inspecting the empty coffin, they split into two ways, a few people quickly rushed out of the teahouse to check, and the rest of the people frantically drove away the tea drinkers who were watching the excitement, rummaging through the messy ground. But judging by their expressions, everything should be found.

"Where?" The strangers asked each other as if they were looking for a little comfort in their companions.

"Where?" The strangers unconsciously muttered to themselves, as if they were asking the tea customers around them, but how did the others who were too frightened to speak out know what they were asking.

"Where?" The strangers' voices were already filled with tears, and their faces were full of fear.

In a very short period of time, terrifying and terrifying rumors spread throughout the surrounding area of Wang Jing. The incident originated from a peachy incident that violated the rules. At that time, Lao Jin, who was a small leader in the "Dragon and Tiger Battalion", one of the five battalions of the Beijing Army, sneaked out of the barracks in the middle of the night to have a tryst with Ah Ju, who was cooking. The two men met at the edge of the camp in a frenzy until dark, and then slipped away from the guards and into the bushes.

It was exactly the fifteenth night, and the moon in the night sky was exceptionally bright. Lao Jin waited and waited, and it was easy to wait until a dark cloud slipped over and temporarily covered the moon. He took advantage of the darkness for a few seconds, grabbed Ah Ju's hand and rushed quickly, and finally ran into the woods.

The woods were quiet, and the noise of training during the day had disappeared, except for the howling of the wind as it whirled through the trees. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Lao Jin didn't say a word, pressed Ah Ju to the ground and began to pick up her clothes. But Ah Ju grabbed his hand.

"Someone." Ah Ju said softly.

The old golden fox looked around suspiciously, the forest was still silent, there was not even a bird, where was the person?

"You're dazzled," Lao Jin said impatiently, "let's hurry, hurry up!" ”

"There really are people!" Ah Ju's voice trembled, "You can see it when you lie down!" ”

Lao Jin was helpless, so he had to lie on the cold soil, and then he noticed that there was a faint movement on a mass grave not far away. When you are standing on your own. The view was obscured by the foliage of the trees. Didn't see it. It is the place where the bodies of prisoners are buried, and although the sentences of North Korean prisoners are not long, due to the harsh environment and hard labor, a considerable number of people die, and the size of the cemetery is not small, and many crows can be seen flying over the mass graves every day. And at night, it was a place of phosphorus fire, and the gloomy wind in the moonlight was so miserable that even the most daring man shuddered.

The two did not dare to speak out. After staring at it for a long time, there seemed to be no movement. Lao Jin muttered: "Probably because we are both dazzled, let's hurry up......"

"No, there's really a shadow dangling!" Ah Ju grabbed Lao Jin's arm, "I'm afraid!" ”

The weakness of the woman inspired Lao Jin's courage. Lao Jin is a barbarian from Yiju, and has always been known for his boldness - otherwise he would not dare to violate the law and Ah Ju** - at this time, the lust is reluctantly extinguished, which adds a little anger. He picked up a thick wooden stick from the ground, ignored Ah Ju's dissuasion, and quietly approached the mass grave.

As soon as he got closer, he regretted it. It was as if the dirt on the ground had a ghostly aura. At any moment, rotting hands could stick out of the soil, and the bulging mounds were strangely shaped. It's like a painful head emitting an inaudible **. The breath of death that was constantly being released dissolved in the night sky with a dark hue, making the hands and feet of those who stepped into it weak, their hearts beating like drums, and constantly thinking that under the feet they had just stepped on, there were countless lifeless rotting bodies, looking at them with their empty eyes.

And the black shadow that flashed away was finally captured by Lao Jin's sight again. He popped up behind a grave bag and lowered himself again, when the clouds moved again to obscure the moon, and he could see nothing. But Lao Jin can confirm that this is not a phantom, but a real existence.

He gritted his teeth, clenched the stick in his hand, and approached lightly. What kind of blind grave robber is this, right? He guessed that he could steal something by blistering his head and digging graves in this place full of poor ghosts.

I'm going to beat you to death, so I'm going to mess with my pleasure at you, Lao Jin thought as he leaped and jumped onto the grave. At that moment, the moon peeked out of the clouds, and the gentle light illuminated the whole cemetery as bright as frost. It took him a lot of effort to see the shadow and what it was doing.

Lao Jin's eyes widened, the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground, and the soles of his feet were as soft as stepping on cotton. Only then did he realize that the words of "screaming and fainting on the ground" in those storytelling stories were actually unfounded, and when a person was really in extreme fear, his larynx might spasm and he couldn't make any sound at all.

Lao Jin didn't make any sound. He was straight to the point, fainting without any extra movement. If he had just fainted until he woke up, and then quietly slipped back to the barracks, nothing should have happened. It's a pity that his good friend Ah Ju was really scared when he hid in the woods alone, and he also ran over to look for him. Ah Ju didn't see the black shadow, only saw Lao Jin, whose whole face was completely deformed. She was horrified by the face and let out a terrible scream peculiar to a woman, which was heard by the whole camp. Immediately, all kinds of rumors spread, and soon even the dignitaries and nobles in Seoul knew that there was a ghost who specialized in eating the corpses of the dead on the outskirts of Wangjing.

Since the beginning of summer this year, there has been a severe drought, and the sudden haunting incident on the outskirts of Wangjing suddenly made people inside and outside Seoul panic, for some reason, the Korean people generally believe that the drought and haunted visions are caused by the "introduction of foreign demons" and "non-observance of women's ways" by the princess Min, and then there are rumors that after the "drought" and "ghost disaster", there will be a "military disaster"!

"Ghoul!"

Jin Chunyong, a soldier of the Dragon and Tiger Battalion, blinked his old eyes and made a mysterious look, "Now it's spreading everywhere that there are ghouls in the cemetery!" ”

"Ghouls?" Another soldier, Jiang Mingjun, frowned slightly, "What's the matter?" ”

Jin Chunyong sat down on the edge of the bed: "Last night, Lao Jin and Ah Ju from the kitchen ran to the woods** and saw a dark shadow in the cemetery. Lao Jin dared to go over and take a look, but saw that several graves had been opened. A man dressed in black was squatting inside, all the carrion on the corpses ripped open. When the man in black saw Lao Jin, he didn't dodge, but turned around and grinned at him, his mouth full of corpse residues. ”

Speaking of this, Jin Chunyong couldn't help but feel nauseous, but Jiang Mingjun was casual: "It sounds like a legendary ghoul." If a grave robber comes here to dig a grave. That's stupid. But if it's a ghoul...... It doesn't get any better place than this. ”

"There's a lot of fuss about this, isn't it?" Jiang Mingjun asked again.

"Not really. How fast the news goes in such a small place! Jin Chunyong said, "But it's okay if everyone is scared for a while." Although ghouls are scary, I heard that they don't eat the living, so it doesn't matter if they don't die, if they die...... It doesn't matter if you're eaten, you won't feel any pain if you're eaten anyway. ”

"It's Lao Jin and Ah Ju who are unlucky," he said in a gloating tone. "Their affairs couldn't be hidden this time, and the chief was very angry and removed Lao Jin from his position. Lao Jin now had to do hard labor with others, and was forbidden to leave the barracks at night. ”

"You seem to be quite happy." Kang Myeong-jun looked at Kim Chun-young.

Jin Chunyong did not deny it: "Of course, Ah Ju looks quite standard, why is it cheaper to buy Lao Jin, a horse-faced barbarian?" His face, cut off and sell horse meat, can break the scale rod! How can he be! ”

Rumors are rumors, you have to do the same job, not to mention ghouls, it's the cannibals that appear. Nor can these soldiers who are serving hard labor be idle.

"That ghost really has a mouthful," Jin Chunyong said with emotion. "Those newly dead people are buried so shallowly, they have long since stinked undecently. There are not enough people, and it is difficult to even enter the soil for safety. ”

"Don't worry about the hell, don't forget that we haven't received Lu Mi for thirteen months," Jiang Mingjun shrugged, "If you don't send Lu Mi again, everyone will wait for death." Maybe by then, all of us will be dead, and the ghouls will be full. ”

Hearing Jiang Mingjun's words, Jin Chunyong burst out laughing, and soon he found that it was rare for him to laugh so loudly in such a situation.

As a soldier, with no other income, and without receiving rice for thirteen months, his parents, wife and children were already in complete trouble, and his laughter soon turned around.

"Okay, don't laugh, stay for a while and let the leader hear, it's going to be trouble again." Jiang Mingjun glared at him.

Jin Chunyong snorted and did not answer. The two of them were sitting at the door of the barracks, looking into the distance through the scorching summer sun.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and at this moment, Yin Yongqian, the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Battalion, came over.

Yin Yongqian was neat and tidy at all times, and he was meticulously cleaned up, and the seasonal changes in summer or winter didn't seem to have any effect on him. This young officer in his early thirties from a poor background had no powerful father to give him a little light, and he had risen from an ordinary soldier to his current status step by step. And this time, the drudgery of commanding their unobtrusive Beijing army is likely to be the prelude to his soaring. According to His Majesty's practice of sending some drudgery to torture before employing people, as long as you survive this hurdle, the speed of promotion in the future will become faster.

"Two words were written all over this man's face." Jiang Mingjun pursed his lips and said.

"What word?" Jin Chunyong asked curiously.

"Power," Kang Myung-jun replied, "and you can tell at a glance that this guy is a character full of ambition to climb up." ”

Jin Chunyong nodded: "That's the same, if you change to someone else, you won't work so hard to supervise our practice every day." He wanted to prove that he could do a good job, no matter how difficult the task. But it's no wonder that such a character who has no backer and background has no other way to go except for his hard work. ”

"That's not easy," Jiang Mingjun looked dead and lively, "bad weather, soldiers who want to die or not live, thirteen months in arrears,...... Now there are more ghouls, and it's really hilarious. What's more, there are two other words on Yin Yongqian's face. ”

This time, Jin Chunyong simply didn't ask, and waited for Jiang Mingjun to continue. Jiang Mingjun smiled secretly.

"Stupid," he said, "this is an absolutely brainless fool." ”

"Don't say that, after all, people have been to the Celestial Empire to practice military affairs, and if they can practice us when they come back, that is the blessing of our cultivation in our previous life." Jin Chunyong smiled and said, but his voice was extremely low, ensuring that he would not be heard by Chief Yin, who was walking towards this side.

Although his tone was sarcastic, he still admired the ability of this chief.

In the face of the aggressive advance of the Western powers, the Qianguo side also repeatedly advised the DPRK to reorganize its armaments, and after repelling the Japanese invasion of Moswan, Li Shaoquan, the governor of the Qianguo Zhili, told the DPRK Government that "when all countries are using troops today, they will have more than enough to defend the war and be very poorly prepared by the mountains and rivers of your country." He gave the DPRK the Gatling gun, the most advanced weapon of the Qianguo at that time. In the summer of the following year, the DPRK government sent Kim Ki-so as an envoy to lead a delegation to the Qianguo court. During this period, Li Shaoquan's aide Ma Jianzhong suggested to Jin Qixiu: "Although your country has the dangers of mountains and rivers, it still has many worries about going overseas, and you can't be completely unprepared. Therefore, our generation has repeatedly taken the tour as the talk, and the Zhou Cha military system has turned it into a beauty, one also; Those who examine the instruments are transferred, and the two are also; Those who can still take the customs can be picked, and the three are also. The establishment theory of your country, so that the rich country and the strong army, rely on each other, in order to prevent foreign trouble, and the hope of the mere is also. Later, the DPRK sent Kim Hongji to visit Qianguo, during which the "Korean Strategy" presented by Huang Zunxian, minister counselor of the Qianguo State to Japan, also reminded the DPRK that it should "teach the people of Yanxi to extensively cultivate military equipment" and "stress the cultivation of military equipment and study new laws." The North Korean government heeded the advice and began the path of military reform. (To be continued......)

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