It would have been more difficult to find the descendants of Qu Zheng. His history is much older than Yue Yun's.

Fortunately, Daqin engaged in a patriotic activity two years ago.

In Luojiang to pay tribute to Qu Zheng.

Hundreds of Qu Zheng's descendants rushed to Luojiang from all over the country. Some of them have extremely high status, either senior members of the DPRK and China, or local tyrants. As an important guest, he wrote a stroke on Luojiang's county chronicle.

The "home" of the two historical figures has been found.

Returning to the area of Gutangyong again, most of the small place names such as a certain township and a village and a ravine, have changed somewhat.

But that's about it. Although they are all old villages, when they inquire, there are few people who dare to say that they have lived here for generations.

Most of them say this: "*** years ago, my ancestors fled the war (fleeing famine, passing through and returning to their hometowns without money...... So far, and dwelling here. ”

When I went to check the county chronicles, I learned that during these hundreds of years, this area has suffered many natural disasters such as major droughts and floods, and there have been several wars. In order to escape natural and man-made disasters, people abound, but after the disaster, few people still have the ability to return to their hometowns.

After drinking a few sips of old wine, the chief bookkeeper who showed An Xian the county records said to An Xian: "This escape, there are people, and they die outside." Who knows, if there are people who have settled in other places...... When the people were gone, the land was taken back to the empire as wasteland, and the empire rewarded meritorious subjects, and there were tenant farmers who moved from nowhere to continue farming. This man, stubble after stubble, leek-like ......"

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer.

This is the history of Daqin. It is also the history of most of the royal dynasties in the world.

An Xian pounded his head on the barren ridge and pondered.

She could tell the Heroic Soldiers the reality directly, and they should be okay with it, but they would be sad.

Only when there is a country can there be a home, and they have defended the country, but they have lost their home.

How sad?

"I must help them! I want them to be my most loyal soldiers, and if I want them to be as loyal to me as they are loyal to Great Qin, I must let them see that I am more worthy of allegiance than Great Qin!

An Xian slowly stood up and looked up at the sky. "That's the only way to try!

She put her hand on her lower abdomen and whispered to her children, "You must have a lot of merit in sacrificing your life to protect the human world, if there is such a thing as merit." ”

"Since you have been reborn in my womb, lend me your merits. If I fail, you will have a frustrated and destitute mother!"

"Son, help my mother again!"

Put your palms together, palms facing each other, and slowly pull them apart to the sides. The brilliance of spiritual power lingered between the palms of his hands.

Immediately, he took a few steps back with his palms in peace, his face pale, but his eyes were beaming. "It works!"

After a short rest, An Xian opened the ghost door and entered the ghost mound.

Luo Yi has returned with Yue Yun and the Heroic Spirit Army, and he has returned with a full load. They dug up more than 3,000 catties of bloodstones.

Yue Yun stepped forward to hand over the decree and said, "Please give an order to Your Majesty, and allow me to lead my troops to plant this bloodstone." ”

An Xian said: "General Yue, put these trivial matters aside first, take your soldiers, and go out of the ghost gate." I'll take them home!"

Yue Yun was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

The heroic spirit army shook the sky with joy. "Go home!

After the cheers, everyone hurriedly checked their appearance.

When he looked down and saw his broken armor, he was nervous again, he was so embarrassed, his family would be worried when he saw it.

Another spirit found a hole in his body (one or more, on his face or body) and became even more alarmed. Does your family still know you like this? Will it scare the little ones at home?

An Xian was the first to walk out of the ghost gate.

After a long while, Yue Yun led the heroic spirit army, walked out of the ghost gate with neat steps.

Yue Yun put on his silver armor again and rode his white ghost horse.

The armor of every Heroic Soldier was polished, no matter how worn out.

The holes and blood stains on their bodies cannot be repaired because they have caused them to become ghosts, but they can be concealed. They were all tied and covered with thin strips of cloth, though in this way some of them became masked heroes, and some of them were half-wrapped in mummies......

Full of anticipation and apprehension, the heroic spirit army set foot on the hot land of the human world. However, the strange land and unfamiliar buildings made them confused at once.

Yue Yun glanced at the earth.

It's just an ordinary piece of farmland, dotted with a few broken grass houses in the distance.

It's a village, but it's a secluded and remote part of the village, not a farming area.

How can this be everyone's hometown?

Yue Yun looked at An Xian suspiciously.

An Xian ignored everyone, she closed the ghost door, looked up at the sky, and chanted loudly:

"I, Anxi, the mother of the reincarnation of the flame of the sun and the ice of the polar regions, with my two sons, I would like to sacrifice to the ...... of heaven with my blood and pious heart."

An Xian's left fingers pointed to the palm of his right hand, and a spiritual light shot out from his fingertips, drawing a "swastika" on the palm of his right hand.

Draw words in the palm of your hand, and blood flows out. This blood does not drip down, but under the traction of the spiritual power of leisure, it still maintains the form of the word "swastika".

Hold your palms upwards. The blood swastika slowly flew towards the sky.

Yue Yun and all the heroic spirit soldiers raised their heads one after another, looking at the blood "swastika" character. They felt some mysterious power, accumulating, and above the heavenly dome, there seemed to be a pair of eyes, staring at them.

An Xian said to the sky: "Please listen to the heavens, I am willing to exchange the merits of my son for the enlightenment of the sky." Please God apocalypse, these 150 Heroic Souls' hometowns! Please God's help, these 150 Heroic Spirits go home to visit their relatives!"

"Please—God—permission—"

The blood "swastika" suddenly cracked, and two square pools appeared in mid-air. These two pools are white and sparkling, and the things in the pools are like light, water, juice, and jade...... It doesn't seem like anything.

Every time I look at it, it becomes different from before.

"Please listen to the heavens, I am willing to exchange the merits of my son for the enlightenment of the heavens. Please God apocalypse, these 150 Heroic Souls' hometowns! Please God's help, these 150 Heroic Spirits go home to visit their relatives!"

"Please—God—permission—"

Pray for the second time.

Yue Yun and the other heroic spirits saw it, but they didn't understand what the pool was, and the farmers in the distance couldn't see anything at all, only An Xian saw and understood.

These two pools are the merit pools of her two children's previous lives, the Flame of the Sun and the Polar Ice Two-Star King.