louisehourcade Chapter 142: Three hundred blood-stained suicide notes!
Chapter 142: Three hundred blood-stained suicide notes!
At this moment, Tianfu City has never been more lively.
In the urban area of Tianfu, every household lights lanterns.
Steaming hot in the hot pot restaurant.
There are too many hot pot restaurants in Tianfu City.
There can be at least one on almost one street.
If there are too many, there may be two or three on one street...
Just the hot pot restaurants with the lights on and the aroma of the hot pot ingredients wafting away are enough to illuminate the entire Tianfu City.
And the owner of a hot pot restaurant even took out the firecrackers that were accumulated in the warehouse at this moment.
It doesn't matter whether it disturbs the people or not.
He ran directly to the street and put it up.
The neighbors upstairs rarely scolded.
On the contrary, the neighbors upstairs also put lanterns in the windows.
Everyone knows what happened tonight, tacit understanding to each other.
And many customers of the hot pot restaurant watched this scene, but couldn't help wiping their tears.
The big TV in the hot pot restaurant is also showing the live broadcast of CCTV and Lin Yan.
This hot pot restaurant is an old shop in Tianfu City. It will still cook hot pot at this time, and many of them are old customers.
Of course, there are many tourists who come here.
Many guests rubbed their eyes while watching the boss set off fireworks outside.
"This hot pot is so spicy! It's so spicy that I burst into tears.
"You said, is there really a soul in this world? Mr. Lin Yan's live broadcast, the more you watch it, the more it looks like a documentary."
"I don't know, but it doesn't matter if it's true or not. The people of Tianfu owe those Tianfu children a vigorous and lively triumph...
"That's right! That's right! They're back home, and what they want to see must be the bustling city of Tianfu, so be happy! The children of Tianfu have gone home! Toast them with a cup of Laojiao!
So all the guests of the hot pot restaurant raised their glasses one after another.
And this scene was also seen by a red soul floating outside the hot pot who was a little confused at the moment.
That red soul was attracted by the sound of firecrackers.
He looked at the crowd in the hot pot restaurant with a smile on his face.
"..."
"Still speaking the dialect of Tianfu... It seems that we really won the battle. It's good, really good..."
Not far away, over there in the old town.
The buildings here are not broken, but they are a bit old after all.
But many Laotianfu people are used to it here.
Even if there is a new house, it is in a relatively remote outer ring.
So they are reluctant to move.
At this moment, the window on the sixth floor of an old house was opened.
An old man was lying by the window, looking into the distance.
He held a stack of photos in his hand.
The photos are in black and white as well as in color.
The black and white photos are shocking one by one, and the color photos are the great mountains and rivers of Daxia. There are even many city night scenes and 100-meter-high buildings shot from aerial photography.
The old man is looking out the window now.
A hoarse voice murmured.
"brothers……"
"You guys are really back? 35
"Then listen to what I tell you...
"Do you still remember me? I'm Wei Shutong. I was one of the 600 people who survived in the Second Division. My life is really big. I was injured when I was young and I can still live to this day.
"I'm almost a hundred years old this year..."
"In the eighty years that I lived longer than you, I have been to many places, all of them in Daxia, and I want to take a look for you..."
"I have a lot of photos in my hand... Some of the photos are very precious. They were left to me by a foreign reporter. The pictures were taken of the group of Japanese slaves who committed crimes in my summer!!!""
"These photos, one day, are kept for settlement with them."
As the old man spoke, he slowly smashed a black and white photo onto the windowsill.
In the photo, a group of Japanese slaves walked down the avenue with guns.
On both sides, there are Daxia people in shabby clothes, kneeling on both sides of the street.
"Brothers, finally, no one can, let's kneel down...々
The old man paused and took another black and white photo.
In the photo, it is an old woman, holding a naked girl, crying bitterly.
"Insulting our family..."
The old man's voice began to choked, but another photo was taken.
In the photo, there is a woven man sitting on a stone with a knife and pestle on the ground, with a bright smile on his face... He even showed a set of white teeth.
It's just that at his feet, there are neatly arranged heads...
Those heads were male and female, old and young, old people with gray hair, and children who might not be ten years old.
The heads are all eyes closed, and the expression is sad.
The old man's voice is torn...
"Cut off our heads!
But before that, another old yellowed photo was taken.
In that photo, a Japanese slave, holding a bayonet, provoked a child no more than three years old.
That child was just that big.
Just a little bit...
It's just that the child's eyes have been closed, but I don't know if he was in pain at that time, or whether it would be very painful.
"Pick our children to death! 35
In the end, the black and white photos disappeared, and a large number of color photos were thrown out by the old man.
In those photos, it is the great rivers and mountains of Daxia.
It is Daxia's planes in groups.
It is the mushroom of the big summer.
It's Daxia's car...
It is Daxia's spacecraft that flew into space.
The old man's voice was shrill.
"No one can!"
"You guys, are you watching?"
"You guys, are you laughing? 99
And where the old man can't see.
A group of red souls floated in the air.
They looked at the photos that flew down from the sky, and they all smiled brightly...
"See you!""
"I've seen it all...Little Weizi, you have lived so long...you have to live a little longer, do you know!!!
And at the same time.
Tianfu City.
Tianfu Normal Middle School.
The students of the third year of high school are finally dismissed at this moment.
Wang Hao and Lu Jiao went home together.
There were only tears on their faces.
Lu Jiao glanced at Wang Hao.
"Are you waiting for Lao Ban to call your mother tomorrow, or are you going to confess today."
Wang Hao raised his neck.
"I'm going to say it directly today!!!55
"The people of Tianfu, who have the backbone, will be beaten at most."
"Sister Jiao'er, hurry up, the live broadcast is not over yet, you can still watch the later part when you get home...you can watch it when you go to the bus.
Lu Jiao was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, she was dragged by the teenager and ran towards the bus.
Several red souls floated in the sky above the school, looking at the students below with some envy.
"That's great! Are you still going to school at this age? If you put it decades ago, at this age, you would have been pushed by the family to have children.
"Oh, it's said that the times have changed! This is not normal... The baby must be very good now, but why did he learn so late, he was not at all comfortable. 35
"It can't be too comfortable! It was because the summer was too comfortable back then, and I didn't even know what the outside world had changed. Now it's also very good, really good. It's not worth it for us to fight to the death...
In the old city, the old man who was already very drunk was lying on the sofa at the moment, snoring loudly.
And beside him, at this moment there are several red souls, surrounding him.
One of them was in the live broadcast at that time.
The young man who said his name was Gu Yutou.
At this moment, the red soul named Gu Tao poked the old man's face.
"Tudou, little brother, why are you getting old like this?
"You're so old, you still dare to drink like this. Don't die, you can live for a while longer."
The other red souls looked at the photo wall behind the TV.
"Yeah...that's our sister-in-law, isn't she, so pretty.""
"My sister-in-law is fine, I have given birth to several sons, but luckily I kept my younger brother."
"Hehe, that stinky boy back then wanted to come with us with a snot, a fool!"
"My little brother's children are also true, don't you know how to go home more often to accompany you as a father? What are you doing outside, and do you also work for the landlord for a long time?
"Hey, look at the current Tianfu, where are there any landlords, everyone is like a rich landlord, they should be busy.
"Little brother, drink less wine next time, be healthy and live a long life.
Mao Cai restaurant not far from the old house.
At this moment, there is also a red soul, standing there.
Chihun's name is Meng Saburo.
He quietly stared at the old woman who was singing "Box Pole" in a cappella.
The old woman has lost her youth.
He has white hair and a stooped figure.
But Meng Saburo can still recognize the old woman at a glance, that is his Wang Yingying.
Meng Saburo lowered his head at this moment, his expression a little sad.
"It shouldn't be like this, Wang Yingying.
"You shouldn't be guarding us, you should find someone you like again, and then forget about me, with many children and grandchildren, and a long life."
"I may feel uncomfortable, but that's what I want to see.
"Wang Yingying, you little fool. Do you have to... just marry me?
Meng Saburo lowered his head, but he couldn't hold back after all.
Or went into the Maocai restaurant and hugged the old woman.
The old woman who had been singing "Box Pole Pole" over and over again seemed to have raised her head at this moment.
At that moment, she seemed to hear someone whispering in her ear.
"I like you! Wang Yingying"
"I want to see that the things you work hard for have satisfactory results, you are in good health, you don't cough or breathe... long life.
"I like that you can always live happily and happily. 35
"But you are not stupid!
"Why wait for a dead man."
"Wang Yingying must live a long life. This time, I will wait for you."
At this moment, the proprietress of the Maocai restaurant shook the old woman's hand.
The old woman turned her head suddenly, and she heard the concerned voice of the proprietress of the Maocai Restaurant.
".~Miss, are you okay?"
There were tears in the old woman's eyes.
"I'm fine, I'm fine!
"I just miss my relatives and my young man."
And just when countless red souls in Tianfu City flew back to Tianfu Prefecture, their hometown.
Suburbs of Tianfu City.
At this moment, it is rare to have some emptiness.
The surrounding Yin Qi seemed to be a little thinner at the moment.
The emperors of Daming stood aside with complicated expressions.
The original house was in a state of dilapidation, and only a few pieces of broken rubble remained.
The original location of the house was a big pit.
In the pit, there is no fishy smell coming out.
But there is still some kind of bloody evil hidden in it.
Lin Yan moved his wrist at this moment, then turned to look at the old man beside him.
"Master Zhu!"
"I'll deal with the last batch of souls in this mass grave, you'll go to the underworld with me and become a Yama!?
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say a word, just snorted coldly.
"You do it first, I'm thinking about it, don't capsize in the last step. 35
"I can feel that you are already exhausted, and I am afraid that you may not have the strength to condense your ghostly dharma."
Lin Yan smiled indifferently.
His face at the moment was indeed pale.
The merits accumulated in the past.
In order to deal with those ghosts just now, it consumed a lot.
But if you can exchange for a Zhu Yuanzhang from the underworld to be Yama, it will be worth it.
Now only the last ghosts of the mass grave remain.
Lin Yan let out a suffocating breath.
"By the way, Mr. Zhu, you just said, what is the last burial in this mass grave?"
This time, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't speak.
Xie Yingzhi, whose soul was blue and purple, stood behind Lin Yan and spoke quietly.
"It's the general..."
Lin Yan was stunned for a moment, then he looked back (to Li's) and thanked him.
"General?"
"What general?"
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the deep pit that seemed to have no end, and spoke hoarsely.
"Eighty years ago, the general who died in battle."
Then Zhu Yuanzhang's voice paused, and he looked up at Renzong, the fattest emperor among the Ming emperors.
That was his grandson, and also one of his few favorite descendants.
"Zhu Gaochi!!!""
The fat Emperor trotted over immediately.
"Hey! Grandpa I'm here! 35
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand.
"Where's the black box that you kept back then?"
Zhu Gaochi was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly.
He rushed towards the ruins at the fastest speed, and after a while, he ran back carrying a black box.
"Grandpa here, here.
"If your grandson loses himself, it is impossible to lose the things you explained. Nian
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand and opened the box.
In the box, there are dense letters, and even blood books.
He turned his head to look at Lin Yanhu.
"Here are three hundred suicide notes!
"The people who wrote these suicide notes, without exception, have already... all died for the country. They were all the generals who died in the battle for Daxia, and their army!"
Lin Yan was stunned for a moment...
Xie Yingzhi let out a faint sigh...
"The green tree listens to the pelican. More Nakan, the sound of the partridge is dead, and the cuckoo is cut! There is no place to return to the spring, and the bitterness of Fangfei will rest. It is not yet reached, and the world is parting. Cui Nian said goodbye to Jin Que. Look at Yanyan and send her concubine back.""
"The reputation of the general has been shattered after a hundred battles. Xiang Heliang and back thousands of miles, the old people are forever. Yishui is cold in the west, and the crowd is full of clothes like snow. The hero is a hero, and the sad song is not complete. Crying blood. Who is with me, Drunk Mingyue?"
"The general's reputation is shattered after a hundred battles, and the setting sun is like blood..."