The three of us ran to the house of the two children, and Lu Jia was already inside. Lang Zhong looks like he has given up on rescuing, and I'm afraid that the usual means are no longer able to return to the sky.

"Let's see if we can save it?" I said to Wuchen.

"Don't you need to see, their souls have been snatched away. Wuchen replied to me expressionlessly.

It's like that picture, the picture of a cow grazing. What you see is a blank piece of paper, explaining that the cow has eaten the grass and left. We can't see the souls of the two children, we can only say that they were taken away by the soul hook. Of course, there is another possibility.

"Could it be that his soul went out with the soldier's soul?"

My words choked Wuchen, he usually grinned, and it is very likely that this kind of negligence will occur.

"My formation is only effective against scattered wandering souls, and it is useless against the entire Three Souls and Seven Spirits. Wuchen's face began to turn white as he spoke, "Unless, they originally scattered the child's soul." ”

After saying that, he started to run out. I knew what he meant, and I wanted to follow, but I was stopped by Lu Jia.

"Where are you going? What about the kids?"

I really can't answer her question. I don't know where to find the children's souls, and even if I did, they would be incomplete, and I wouldn't be able to save them. She regarded me as the backbone, and maybe they all regarded me as the backbone. And now I can only watch my two children die in front of me. This is the first time I feel that death is so real, and the previous battles on the battlefield can always be regarded as a game and a dream. Not anymore, they're kids who haven't grown up yet.

"I don't know ......"

I replied scribbled and ran out of the house.

It was already evening outside, and the western sky was a touch of red, as if it had been stained with blood. The dustless figure could still be seen, so I followed. I ran all the way to the outside of the barracks and saw that the barracks had closed.

Wuchen was holding a compass, and there were two handfuls of hair on the compass, which should be the two children. The pointer on the compass remained motionless, pointing ahead.

"Is it in the barracks?"

Wuchen shook his head: "We don't know what those two children are called, maybe their parents are long gone." ”

I swore in my heart that I would kill him before I left Jinan City.

"Is that the ghost of Qianhu today?" Wuchen suddenly turned to me and asked.

I nodded: "His name is Gu Liuxian." You find the 'Yin and Yang Dao' that tortures these two children, and I will kill Gu Liuxian. ”

"We couldn't save those two children in the first place. Wuchen said, "They have long calculated everything before and after. Even the souls that were locked in the child's body changed when they returned to the soldier's body. ”

"Changed, how?"

"It won't take long for you to see it. ”

The two of us stood outside the barracks like fools until the lights were on inside. And outside, even if I stand face to face with Wuchen, I can't see each other clearly.

As if he was talking to Wuchen, the barracks was like an explosion, and chaos became up.

"What the hell is going on?"

Dustless ignored me, but rushed to the door and began to bang on the rough wooden camp gate. There are watchtowers on both sides of the gate, and the archers on them don't care if you are friend or foe, they shoot arrows at the door. Fortunately, I rushed quickly and pushed Wuchen away.

"Open the door, let us in, don't you see that there is chaos in the camp?" I shouted to the guards inside the door.

"Who are you?

"I am Mu Wu, and I was said to have followed Luo Shicheng into Jinan City. ”

"You can't even do it even if you are Mu Liu! Without the general's edict, we will not open the door. ”

"It's too late!" the firelight in the camp reflected the dustless eyes, red.

"Let's go, or I'll let the archers release their arrows." "The guards are starting to chase us.

"Then you go and call Luo Shicheng and let Luo Shicheng come to see me. ”

"Do you think General Luo is what you want to see?"

"Watch your back!" Dustless reminded him, pointing behind the guards. I also saw a soldier standing behind the guard with a knife.

"Li Shilin, what are you doing when you come out, you haven't returned to the camp yet, and you just happened to be running around with a knife. Another guard knew the soldier and went up to chase him back.

But he didn't want that Li Shilin to raise his knife coldly, poke it forward and stab it into the guard's stomach.

Li ...... Li Shilin, what are you doing!" "The guard who drove us away just now was already a little scared, he couldn't be afraid, he was a comrade-in-arms half a day ago, but just now he killed a person of his own like chopping melons and vegetables. And with a weird smile on his lips. The smile was like sticking it out of duct tape on the face, stiff and terrifying.

"**Open the door!" I watched dozens of soldiers who looked like Li Shilin pouring out of the barracks, all of them were holding knives and had blood on their bodies, some of them were their own and some of their comrades-in-arms.

What did they do to those souls to turn soldiers into zombie-like killing machines. The guards panicked and grabbed the steel knife that was slashing at them, but they were slammed into the camp gate.

"Let's go, as soon as the door opens, you'll be in trouble!" the guard said to us.

Although I was in a hurry, I couldn't hate this guard. He was telling the truth, if the camp gate was opened, those "degenerate" soldiers would rush out, and then the entire city of Jinan would suffer. The most dangerous thing is that the people may lose hope in the soldiers defending the city.

Suddenly, dozens of cavalrymen rode on war horses and carried torches to the camp gate. From afar, I saw that the leader was Luo Shicheng. The soldiers who had lost their souls also knew that they were afraid, and they lost the stiff smile on their faces just now, and began to run back with a strange scream.

"Luo Shicheng open the door!" I shouted at him.

"Why are you here?" Luo Shicheng originally came with cavalry to drive away those soldiers who had lost his mind, and when he heard me call him, he reined in his horse's head and looked back at me.

"I know how to treat those soldiers!"

Actually, I don't know, maybe Wuchen knows. Maybe he didn't know either, and even these soldiers couldn't be saved. But now I really want to go in, at least there is hope to save it.

"You've made enough of the mess, go back quickly. ”

I didn't expect the hot face to stick a cold ass, Luo Shicheng didn't take me seriously at all. When the did I mess with him, and now it's a personal vendetta.

"Wuchen, is there any way you can cure them?" I said to Wuchen at the door, "You put the soul back, and the chaos inside now has something to do with you." ”

"Of course!" Wuchen said, pulling out a talisman from his backpack, "Only these things can save them." Otherwise, you can only kill them all. ”

It's useless, Luo Shicheng didn't have time to pay attention to me at all, so he took his cavalry team and went to chase those out-of-control soldiers. Since Wuchen said that there is a way, then I will believe him once, even if it is always nothing good to believe in him.

Just as my soul was about to pass through the camp gate and unlock the lock, the immortal guard had already opened the door.

"Please, save them! They are all brothers from the same battalion as me, and I don't want to see them killed by my own men instead of dying in the city. ”

How can you see a man in his thirties and forties, crying like a child there.

"How are you going to use this talisman?"

"Put it on them first, so they can't move. Wuchen said, "The soul in their body is very unstable, you can also see ......"

Now the whole barracks is in chaos, and the only consolation is that no one outside the barracks is aware of the chaos inside. Those soldiers who have not lost their souls have to kill those comrades who have lost control in order to save their lives, and for a time they kill their own people, fire, blood, and stumps, and I saw Shura Hell again.

I can also see the difference between normal and abnormal soldiers. As Wuchen said, if the soul is unstable, I can see that those soldiers are shrouded in a layer of black qi. I didn't want to listen to what he said about the "principles", so I grabbed half of the rune paper and rushed into the melee.

The knives in the hands of those soldiers would hurt and bleed, and even lose my life. It is said that sharpening knives is not wrong for woodcutters, and rushing in with my head covered like this only to find that I really have no way to start if I want to stick the talisman on those soldiers.

I had to let the spirit come out to help, and "he" hugged the crazy soldier, and I put a sticker on the guy's head. As soon as he was not careful, the soldier who had just been caught by the spirit was stabbed to death by another soldier next to him. The trouble is dead, and they have to prevent their own people from hurting their own people.

"Be careful, don't fight to the death!" I yelled. After roaring, I remembered that only my soul could hear it.

There was no choice but to push away the normal soldiers who had been cut down first, and then put talisman paper on them. The soldier who had been plastered with talisman paper fell to the ground and rolled around in a ball as if he had been tied up with a rope.

Wuchen is much smarter, he must have practiced, and his technique is much higher than mine. Occasionally, I wandered and saw him like a butterfly through a flower, swift and ghostly, and everywhere he went, soldiers would curl up and fall to the ground.

With the two of us making trouble inside, those normal soldiers all stood outside in a circle, and only the comrades who were crazy did not run out. This kind of defense is a bit redundant, and those crazy soldiers also know that me and Wuchen are the biggest hidden dangers, and they all surround me and want to use crowd tactics to destroy me first.

Hundreds of crazy people will surround you with knives, and no matter how good your kung fu is, you will be slaughtered by others. In less than a quarter of an hour, I was exhausted. Didn't I just put a few pieces of paper on their heads, how could I be so tired and look like such a bear? My eyes were a little blurry, and if it weren't for my soul looking at me viciously, I would have wanted to just throw the paper talisman in my hand to the ground and lie down.

"Brother Mu, quick, run out. ”

When I heard the voice, I saw that his body was already twisted. Looking back, there were the same kind of soldiers everywhere, and it was impossible to tell which one was normal and which one was crazy.

Where are you going? The last sight in my mind was of a soldier with a broken right arm, frantically throwing me to the ground, and the remaining left arm was against my chest, biting me down on the neck.

Don't bite me in the face......

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