Ye Chen nodded, and turned into a palm-sized black banner from his hand, he held the banner and shook it casually, and a sullen black smoke burst out of the flag in an instant.

Soon, the black smoke gathered into the form of a young man.

The man was tall, with a green face and unkempt hair, and the heavenly court was very full, with angry eyes and sword eyebrows...... If he hadn't become an undead, he would have been a very manly man in his lifetime!

As soon as the man saw the merchant prisoner, he immediately knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and saluted: "The vanguard of the Seventeenth Army, Wei Zhang Yan, see the merchant captain!"

The merchant prisoner turned his back, his eyes were full of sadness, but his tone was still majestic: "Sergeant Zhang has become an undead, you don't need to worship me anymore, please get up." ”

Zhang Yan couldn't afford it, and said righteously: "Zhang Yan is ashamed, he failed to discover the barbarians' night attack in time to cause wartime delays, and he hopes that the captain will punish him!"

The merchant prisoner waved his hand and said with a long sigh: "You are a true martial martyr and have meritorious service in protecting the country, but unfortunately I can't find all your bones...... Oh, by the way, the battle is won, and the victory is complete. ”

"What! win, haha...... Victory!" Zhang Yan burst into tears, and he couldn't wipe them off with both hands...... It turns out that Devil May Cry can be so sincere!

Di Yunfeng roughly understood, and roughly understood. He personally helped Zhang Yan up, and persuaded with a smile: "Don't you want to cry anymore, it's scary ......."

Zhang Yan looked at Di Yunfeng and wondered: "This Dao Leader is ...... again."

"You don't care who I am, I think the Shang Lieutenant brought you, there must be his purpose, and you must also have your role," Di Yunfeng smiled at Zhang Yan again, and praised: "Brother, you are really good, you served Zhenwu in life, and you can still serve Zhenwu after death." I remember you, and when I find your bones in the future, I will definitely build a big cemetery for you, and I will use a golden pen to engrave on the epitaph: 'Bow to the end, and then die' eight big characters!"

"How can a general who died in battle be worthy of this sentence, I have already become an undead, don't want to break my soul...... Dao Chief" Zhang Yan said, and wondered, "The Ghost Inn is the land of dead souls, how can a few of you appear here?"

"It's a long story, and you'd better not know," the merchant asked again, "The most important thing is that you died on the battlefield six years ago, why is your soul still in the Ghost Inn?"

Zhang Yan lowered his head in shame, "This matter is a long story......"

It turned out that after Zhang Yan died in battle, his soul ascended to heaven, and many undead were guided by the apocalypse to come to the ghost gate to die. Because of the tragic war, the many undead, and the ghost inn was full of friends, so these later undead were out for three years.

At the beginning of last year, the 100,000 souls of the ghost inn suddenly disappeared, and after the inn was empty, the lonely ghosts wandering outside squeezed their heads and drilled inside, for fear that they would not be able to grab a place. Zhang Yan was fortunate enough to squeeze into the inn, he thought that the inn would arrange for them to die according to the rules, but after more than half a year, the guards in the inn never mentioned the word of death.

Finally, the resentment of the undead will rise, and it will be noisy and restless all day long, and so another year will pass

Not long ago, the 100,000 undead in the inn denounced the inn's forbidden place to the Hall of Death, accidentally angered the ghost guards, and the earth bound all the spirits forcibly drew a soul and a soul, and made a ghost book in the hands of the master of the Hall of the Dead, and since then 100,000 undead have been trapped in the ghost inn, and they can't leave with anger.

"What kind of place is the Hall of the Dead?" Di Yunfeng couldn't help asking.

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "The Hall of the Dead was originally a place where the undead died, located behind the Ghost Inn, but now it has been reduced to a forbidden place and is completely blocked, except for the ghost guards and proprietress in the inn, other undead are not allowed to enter." ”

The merchant prisoner tightened his eyes and said, "The Hall of the Dead is the place of the dead, wouldn't it break the balance if you weren't allowed to enter?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, "Don't let them die, and don't let their souls go, their intentions are no longer obvious, they must leave you undead useful." ”

Di Yunfeng also analyzed: "After tracing this, the truth of Liangcheng's monstrous yin qi has surfaced by itself. The war in Hanzhou was devastated, and the undead multiplied, but the ghost inn did not open the hall of rebirth, resulting in nowhere to place the undead, resentment, yin, and its own ghost, Liangcheng will enter a vicious winter. He pursed his lips and wondered, "A butterfly flapping its wings can cause a violent storm, and the cause and effect of the world are interlocked." The flood of yin qi caused the depression of Liangcheng, which is the consequence, so what about the antecedents?"

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