Chapter 13: The Soul of the Army

Nine days have passed in this way, and Hong Fu's cooking skills are also growing rapidly, knife work, white and red cases are all refined, the old man looks at it and smiles every day, but as time goes by, the old man's expression continues to worsen, and the rest of the Li family are also dignified, Hong Fu is confused when he sees it, and today the old man called Hong Fu to the room. I saw that the Li family of four was there.

"Xiaofu, you have also discovered that our family is not an ordinary person, and we will tell you today. The old man said apologetically.

"You may know that we will ask you, but you don't know your opinion. ”

"I know, I knew it from the beginning, but your kindness to me comes from the bottom of my heart, and I'm willing to help. "Hong Fu Zhengse's way.

"Okay, if you didn't see the wrong person, then I won't beat around the bush. The old man said happily.

The old man sighed, "Grandpa is ninety and six this year, doesn't he feel very young?"

"Indeed, Grandpa's body looks like sixty. Hong Fu nodded, looked at the old man Li who was still black-haired, and said.

"Hehe, grandpa is an authentic Taoist heir, during the anti-Japanese period, grandpa was still a young man, saw the murder made by the devil, when grandpa went home to visit relatives, found that his hometown was destroyed, angry, resolutely joined the army, and began his military career. ”

"Why is Grandpa here?" asked Hong Fu.

"The child is in a hurry, grandpa will tell you slowly. The old man laughed.

"Not long after grandpa joined the army, the devil attacked from Shanghai, the battle of Songhu began, three months of gunsmoke, grandpa's heart became numb, but looking at the comrades who were torn apart by the artillery, it was painful in the heart, and finally we retreated, three months of fighting and retreating, the casualties amounted to more than 700,000, and the corpses were left innumerable, the murderous aura of the sky was pervasive, the evil spirit was overflowing, and the world war, the underworld was unstable, refusing to accept these evil spirits, they could only wander in the sun, constantly absorbing the evil and murderous spirit on the land of China。 ”

"After the founding of New China, grandpa returned here and found the military soul here, fortunately, the ability of these military souls is not strong, grandpa is helpless against these hundreds of thousands of heroes, and finally asks for help from the local government, and then seals these heroic souls, and sacrifices are carried out every year to weaken the anger, but in recent years, it has become stronger and stronger, and the seal is getting weaker and weaker. If it goes on like this, it can't be held on. ”

"In those days, there was a way for people who cultivated the Dharma to be profound, and they could transcend it, but they didn't have it all over the world, and even if they did, they didn't know where they were. We haven't given up searching, and now we've found it?" the old man looked at Hong Fu with burning eyes.

"That, ahem. Hong Fu was uncomfortable by the old man, "The old man is asking me to overtake these heroic souls?"

The old man nodded, "Tomorrow is the day of the sacrifice, so it's the best day, Xiaofu, would you like it?"

Hong Fu is naturally willing, his father is a soldier, although he is a retired soldier, but he often tells himself about the things of his year, and when he is familiar with it, he has a natural good impression of the soldier, so Hong Fu agreed without hesitation.

Hong Fu and the Li family said goodbye, then returned to their rooms and sat on the bed. I thought in my heart that there were 330,000 casualties in the Battle of Songhu, but it seems that it is also fake. It was also back then that a regiment could be hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands, some of which had not yet been compiled or recorded, and it seemed that there were no less than hundreds of thousands of heroic souls, but for the sake of these heroic ancestors, what is the hard work?

"King Kong is not bad, it's useless, it seems that you still have the Dharma. ”

Calm down and quietly comprehend the Buddhist scriptures.

"That's what I smelled. At one time, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude in the garden of solitude, and the great bhikshus were full of 1,250 people. At that time, when the world-honored one was eating, he wore clothes and held a bowl, and went into the city to beg for food. In the city, he begged and returned to this place. After eating, the mantle is collected, the feet are washed, and the seat is sitting. ”

The sound of chanting came from the cell again, and Hong Fu sat on the bed with a peaceful expression, his temperament was like a spring breeze, and his voice echoed like a morning bell and dusk drum, grand and sacred.

A golden halo appeared on the back of Hong Fu's head, that is, the Golden Wheel of Merit, but under the suppression of those black gases, they still worked hard to impact, and those black fogs were also suppressed with all their might, but it seemed that the black fog had the upper hand slightly.

"Alas, there is a long way to go, how can it be possible to compete with reincarnation with the strength of one person, these unfilial apprentices have done good things, and I have to wipe my buttocks. "The old way is playing a game, and suddenly he said.

Only Lao Dao himself understands in his heart how powerful the Golden Wheel of Merit behind Hong Fu is, and the suppression of the reincarnation qi makes this huge Golden Wheel of Merit not show the slightest breath, and can only be suppressed by the reincarnation of the entire heaven and earth, and it is necessary for Hong Fu himself to unravel all this.

Hong Fu didn't know that he had such a big secret, he still calmly recited the Buddhist scriptures, the treasure was solemn, and he improved his Buddhist cultivation little by little, although it is rare in modern times, but not to mention the ancient ones, it is said that Chen Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty is not as good, so for the sake of tomorrow night, Hong Fu did not dare to be careless.

The sun sets, the moon rises, the moon sets, a new day has arrived, Hong Fu slowly opened his eyes, found that it was already the second day, and then got out of bed, he wanted to ask the old man what he needed to prepare, and what to pay attention to.

Hong Fu walked all over the juvenile detention center and couldn't find Old Man Li's family, shook his head and went back, maybe they went out to prepare something.

When Hong Fu couldn't find the Li family, in an underground independent space, the four members of the Li family were busy preparing something.

I saw that this space was almost infinitely wide, but only the middle ten zhang was bright and bright, and the rest of the place was hazy, and many ghosts could be seen wandering around, and the ten zhang bright place, in the center was a golden pillar of light, which changed between the virtual and the real, and the swimming spells on it continued to slowly dissipate. And the brightness of the ten zhang is also shrinking with the naked eye.

The four members of the Li family placed sacrifices, and the old man Li kept chanting spells, and sent runes towards the golden pillar of light.

And among them, there are dozens of figures sitting on the ground, chanting words, and constantly casting spells on the pillar of light.

"Dad, the seal is getting weaker and weaker. Li Shan shouted.

"Got it. ”1

"Fortunately, I found Xiaofu, or it would be unimaginable. The old man sighed and said, "Okay, Qingshan, you two stay, I will come over with Xiaofu in the evening, if there is anything, you two will leave one and the other will notify us." ”

looked at the two of them and nodded seriously, "Let's go, old woman, let's see how Xiaofu is prepared." Old Man Li and Grandma Li walked towards a small black door.

The dozens of figures were motionless, still doing their own thing.