Liu Zhenquan is still very happy to see the old man again, and the old soldiers who don't know him all came to greet Liu Zhenquan, thanking him for guarding their salaries in the past, although Liu Zhenquan couldn't hear their words or see their faces, but they still nodded with a smile and answered.

At night, Liu Zhenquan sat alone on the edge of the fire, with some food on the side, which was already the best food that the veterans could come up with, in fact, no matter how it tasted, Liu Zhenquan couldn't taste it, but this one he ate the happiest.

There are few people in Luyang City, all that is left is the homeland is difficult to leave, there are enemy troops outside the city from time to time to attack and disturb there is no way to farm the land, fortunately there is water in the city, the remaining people will demolish the abandoned houses in the city, and plant grain and vegetables in the city, even if the place is small, the city still reclaims a lot of land.

The night in the north was extremely cold, Liu Zhenquan seemed to hear the neighing of many military horses and the shouting of many soldiers, and his divine sense shrouded the surroundings, Liu Zhenquan pushed the door out, only to feel that the wind was gusting on the side, but it did not disturb the living.

Liu Zhenquan felt that the Yin soldiers on the side kept running forward, interspersed in the ranks of the Yin soldiers, Liu Zhenquan followed to the barracks to fight, at this time the military camp in the city has been abandoned, and the remaining old soldiers are organized into two teams, stationed on the side of the north and south gates, and the other city gates are sealed, leaving only a small number of people to patrol.

At this moment, the military camp has become the residence of the military soul, Liu Zhen is far away, and he sees that a big tent in the military camp is still standing, and there is a ranking of soldiers who died in battle, but there is a shortage of materials in the city, and no one has come to worship for a long time.

At this moment, the playground overgrown with wild grass was full of soldiers, and a general on the platform was encouraging the morale of the sergeants, and the soldiers below raised their arms and shouted from time to time.

I don't know when Praruo was already standing next to Liu Zhenquan who was in a daze with Konghou, Liu Zhenquan turned his head and opened his mouth, suddenly realized that he couldn't make a sound at all, took out a pen and paper and wrote to Praruo: The Taoist method of supersitating the soul that the poor Dao knows cannot be used at this moment, and the predecessors can teach me.

Prajna entered Liu Zhen's full consciousness at this moment and said, "Let go of the gods, I will teach you with my divine sense." ”

At this moment, Liu Zhenquan was extremely moved, although the person who practiced qi can release his divine consciousness and communicate with his mind, but he needs both of them to rest assured of each other, although his divine consciousness has infinite use, but it is also extremely fragile, otherwise he will be destroyed by others, and his soul will be seriously injured and damaged, and he will become an unconscious person through the destruction of his divine consciousness, and what is even more terrifying is that he will be refined into a puppet and be at the mercy of others for a lifetime.

At this moment, a rhythm appeared in Liu Zhenquan's mind, and Liu Zhenquan slowly fluctuated the strings with his hands, slowly becoming proficient from the beginning, and each syllable kept jumping out of Liu Zhenquan's hands, sometimes low-level, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes tactful, sometimes melodious, and slowly the Yin soldiers in the entire military camp turned their heads.

At this moment, the soldiers in the entire playground were quietly listening to Liu Zhenquan's music, watching his hand constantly fluctuating the strings, and slowly some of the soldiers were glowing with a little fluorescence, and slowly a ghost gradually dissipated.

Sun team Zhengliu Zhenquan died in the army three years later, after many years, when I saw the acquaintance of the year, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

However, a piece of music from his former friends made him slowly have memories of the past, including the time when he killed the enemy in the military camp, the moment when his parents were on his knees as a child, and the scene of shouting a fierce battle in the last battle.

Thousands of thoughts in my heart, only turned into a sigh, and gave a military salute to Liu Zhenquan with both hands, and when the tears were left, they turned into a puff of green smoke and surrendered to the underworld.

Then the soldiers came one by one, everyone solemnly saluted and thanked Liu Zhenquan, and slowly one by one the military spirits turned into green smoke and threw themselves into the reincarnation of the underworld, Liu Zhenquan finally stopped the movement, got up and made a gesture in the direction where the soldiers left.

Liu Zhen saw the military soul leave, in his opinion, these heroes who defended the country should not be in a mess, but should enter the underworld early to enjoy the blood and food of the descendants, and wait for the military souls that turned into green smoke to enter the underworld.

Liu Zhenquan looked back and thanked the head of the Pranyo Inspector, and said in his heart: "Thank you Daoyou for teaching me, the first half of this song makes people's blood boil and reminisce about the eventful years, but the second half of the song also makes people sad." ”

Prajna said, "Thank you for your trust in me. ”

When the two were still thanking each other, there was a crying sound in the distance, and a group of old soldiers outside the barracks walked in tremblingly and bowed to Liu Zhenquan and Pranya Xing.

Although Yoo Jinquan couldn't see or hear, he could feel their sadness and joy.

When Liu Zhenquan wanted to help them, a familiar old soldier came over to stop Liu Zhenquan, regardless of whether Liu Zhenquan couldn't hear it or said: "Mr. Liu, slow down, these Pao Ze brothers are still trapped here after they die, in fact, we have long known that they died early, and we can't even pay tribute, now you let them go back with peace of mind, I will wait for ten thanks." ”

It turns out that the Konghou of Prajna can directly hit the soul, although the sound is not loud but it is transmitted far away, even the people who are not allowed to enter the soil after the death in the suburbs are also exceeded, its sound is not as good as the ear acupoints, but knocking on the door, these old soldiers also heard this song around, heard the sound and looked for it, and happened to see Liu Zhenquan at the moment when he sent away the military soul.

At this time, these veterans admired Liu Zhenquan even more, and originally thought that Liu Zhenquan had just learned some Taoist qi skills, and at most he was stronger than ordinary people, but now he seems to be a stranger.

In fact, Liu Zhenquan is not to blame for this, Liu Zhenquan's skills are not strong when he meets him for the first time, and according to what Linglong said, that's it. Along the way, Liu Zhenquan didn't show any abnormal people, so these veterans didn't think much about it at all.

After going back, Liu Zhenquan did not rest, but meditated cross-legged, and when the sky was bright, Liu Zhenquan got up and walked out of the tent, and the old soldiers who came back with him last night also went back to rest.

Liu Zhenquan took out a piece of paper and wrote: Poor Road is about to go away, so I won't go to the camp to say goodbye one by one, thank you for your hospitality yesterday, and I hope to say goodbye to Liu Zhenquan for the strong man.

Many of the city's citizens had risen to work on the side, and they saw a strange man, led by an old sheep, carrying this huge musical instrument on his back, walking on the dilapidated road to the west.

At this time, Liu Zhenquan didn't know what interest he had, and even though he couldn't speak, he still hummed "No Clothes".

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are clothed with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Let's go with my son!"