Tian Sanmei took the only savings and got on the town's long-distance bus, and needed to change trains before arriving in Baizhou City, but in the process of transferring, her package was scratched by pickpockets, and the savings and two pieces of jewelry in it were also lost. She also found that she had taken the wrong car and ran to another city, and the change left in her pocket was no longer enough to take a ride......

She, a former rich lady, rolled up her sleeves, turned up the garbage cans on the side of the road, relied on picking up garbage and selling it for money, and walked while asking the road.

After walking for ten days and half a month, I met a kind person on the road and took a ride to Baizhou City. She took out the money and took a taxi, and went directly to various hero cemeteries in Baizhou City to find Zhang Weijun's tombstone......

However, the city of Hakuju is very large.

In addition to the city center, it also includes seven or eight large and small townships and counties, and even those towns have hero cemeteries, and the cemeteries are all on the mountains, the smallest cemetery has thousands of graves, and the bigger ones are tens of thousands all over the mountains......

She passed through four or five counties, more than a dozen towns, and more than 20 villages.

I still haven't found Zhang Weijun's tombstone that flashed on the TV news......

Keep walking, walking......

She only had a few dozen yuan left, she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she came to the city to find a small shop to beg for water......

But I didn't expect to be so tired, my body staggered, I pressed my hand, and accidentally opened the glass door of the store next to me and fell, and I fainted directly......

Here's where it happened......

It was Ning Qiu who took over......

Ning Qiu looked at Tian Sanmei's appearance, and said in her heart, what a young and beautiful rich lady she should have been back then......

He was adopted by Old Man Ning, and since he was a child, he often heard Old Man Ning talk about the past wars, how ruthless the artillery fire was, how heavy the sacrifice of his comrades-in-arms was, and how many families were shattered in the smoke of gunpowder......

But many things depend on listening, how can they compare to seeing with their own eyes.

It's even more shocking......

He pulled out a piece of talisman paper, urged it on his eyelids, and opened his yin and yang eyes......

Looking at Zhang Weijun's grave, his heart moved, and he said lightly: "Old man, I'll let you see your husband now, please don't get too excited......

Tian Sanmei trembled, and hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes: "Do you say that I can see the guards, where is it, is it in the underworld?" ”

Ning Qiu shook his head: "No, it's just for you to see his soul, he is a military soul, he has an obsession in his heart, his soul is self-enclosed in the bones, and the ghost can't pull him to live, this obsession should be related to you...... I'm going to unseal him right now and wake him up to meet you. ”

He checked the sky, and it was the time when the sun was shining.

However, there was a small tree planted on either side of each tomb, and he thought about it for a moment, threw out two pieces of rune paper on the small tree, and drew a few times with his sword finger in the void!

Something magical happened, and the shadow of the small tree rapidly expanded and spread under the scorching sun.

A huge shadow instantly enveloped the entire tomb, like the shadow of a towering tree.

Ning Qiu took out two more rune papers, one of which opened Tian Sanmei's yin and yang eyes.

The other one turned into ashes on the tombstone, he sealed his hands and whispered a mantra: "The soul of the army and the soul of the army, closed because of attachment, the lover is looking for it, don't wake up at this time, let alone when, urgent as the law!" "A puff of green smoke rose from the grave bag behind the tombstone, and this green smoke swirled, transforming into the appearance of a young man, wearing a military uniform, looking very energetic, except that there was no blood on his face and his body was somewhat transparent, no different from ordinary people......

This is Zhang Weijun......

He had just broken free from his bones, and he was still a little confused.

But when she saw Tian Sanmei, her godless eyes had a little more brilliance, and they opened wider and wider, and finally stretched out her hands tremblingly, and said in disbelief: "San...... Third sister, is yours yours? You...... You...... The look of me...... I'm sorry for you...... I'm really sorry for you......"

Tian Sanmei, who had accumulated a lifetime of tears, completely burst the embankment at this moment.

Tears welled up, and the cloudy eyes were full of indescribable grievances and sorrows.

She gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "You said that you would be rescued soon, I waited for you all my life, and now you are dying......"

Zhang Weijun was a little at a loss, standing on the grave bag in a daze, a bit like a stunned young man. Ning Qiu sighed and glanced at him, Zhang Weijun suddenly realized, and hurriedly floated over, reaching out to hug Tian Sanmei...... People and ghosts have different paths, he is just a soul, not even a ghost, how can he hold the living Tian Sanmei, and his hands went straight through......

Looking at Tian Sanmei, who was crying bitterly, Zhang Weijun's reaction was the same as that of most men, so he had to keep talking: "Don't cry, it's my fault......"

Ning Qiu crossed his arms, and he could see that the knot in Tian Sanmei's life had already been untied at this time.

Her love for Zhang Weijun is very pure, from beginning to end, she loves so deeply, this love is very precious and rare in today's era......

The two reunited after a long absence, and Ning Qiu took a few steps back, leaving a little private space for others.

He leaned against the iron railing at the edge, and the sun shone on his body, indescribably comfortable and warm......

Looking at the blue sky, he smiled faintly, remembering what Ye Meng had said, the existence of the exchange represents neither evil nor good, it is just a place to help people achieve their heart's wishes faster......

At this moment, an incongruous voice sounded......

"This old woman is singing, her face is blood-red, and she is still crying when she is ...... age"

Ning Qiu followed the voice.

I saw a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old, he leaned on a tombstone and smoked, from time to time he flicked the cigarette ash on the tombstone, made a mockery or two, and finally sat directly on the tombstone with his hands propped up......

Ning Qiu slowly opened the Linghua umbrella......

The young man disappeared in an instant, and after more than ten seconds, he appeared on another undeveloped mountain more than fifty kilometers away!

He was stunned, obviously following his friends to hang out in the hero's cemetery, how could he suddenly come to such a place, at this time, the air fluctuated!

In the ripples that rippled in circles, a man wearing a black mourning mask and holding a black umbrella appeared......

The young man stiffened his head and said, "You, what the hell are you, what did you bring me here for!" ”

Pretty bold, huh......

Ning Qiu wore a black mask conjured up by the Bracelet of Disguise on his face, held a spiritual umbrella in his hand, and looked at the young man indifferently: "When I am doing things seriously, I don't like people to make trouble next to me, such as you...... The sound made me noisy, and it was very uncomfortable from body to soul. I'm going to give you a little punishment now, I'm sure you won't have a problem......"

Before the young man could answer, he saw Ning Qiu appear in front of him in an instant, grabbed his neck with one hand, and shook it casually!

The huge force made the young man fall heavily to the ground, and the inertia made him roll on the ground for more than ten meters, and then hit a big mountain rock, snorting in pain, and coughing up a mouthful of blood in his mouth......