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Chapter 94 An Arrow Calling Souls, Thousands of Ghosts Come to Meet Each Other!

The story continued until 19:59 in the evening. Luo Hou looked at the names on a sheet of paper, and roughly estimated that there were at least hundreds of people's names on it. What a huge workload! !
Taking a deep breath, he handed the piece of paper to Sakyamuni, and asked the other party to prepare for the roll call.When the other party saw the paper full of names, he was stunned. This is beyond imagination.

"Roll!!"

After Luo Hou yelled loudly, Sakyamuni finally woke up. He took a deep breath, mobilized the true energy in his body, and shouted with full energy, "Where is Li Guangming!!"

"Where is Wei Jizi!"

The names were called out one by one, but everyone's mood was a little low. At first, they had great hopes, thinking that Luo Hou would have a different way, but it was this simple way.

You must know that the land of China is vast, no matter how powerful a person's mana is, it is difficult to find the soul of a hero who passed away decades ago from this vast land.

After that Sakyamuni shouted again and again, although his voice was still full of breath, his mouth was a little dry.Seeing this, the head of the Taoist school behind him naturally stepped forward, took the paper in the opponent's hand, and continued to read aloud.

This kind of relay method is carried out continuously, from the very first reading, and then continue, three times in a row, there is still no response from the scene.

"Huh, a soul-piercing arrow, thousands of ghosts and souls come to meet each other!! Hurry up and make a wish!!"

Luo Hou didn't know when there was an extra long arrow in his hand, and he shot it directly towards a certain direction. The black long arrow flew up instantly, and then it defied the gravity of the earth and flew directly. After going out, he didn't see him for a long time.

The soul-piercing arrow flew out, and Luo Hou arranged for the people around him to ignite the pair of thousand-year-old soul-calling guides, as well as the heavenly spirit candle and earth spirit candle on the ground.

In the night, the faint lights here emitted endless light, and after everything was over, everyone suddenly felt a breeze.An inexplicable feeling made everyone's eyes shine, as if they had succeeded.

On the evocation table placed by the spiritual candles of heaven and earth, suddenly, there was a soldier full of bullet holes and blood.

"Brother Wei!!"

Fan Yuanyang, who was originally sitting on the chair, stood up excitedly at this moment. He tremblingly wanted to approach, but was quickly stopped by Xue Dan.The spirit summoning is still going on, if the spirit summoning platform is destroyed, it may be difficult for the heroic souls behind to return.

And the people who were a little disappointed at first saw that there was a sudden addition of a soldier, and they suddenly saw hope.I don't know who started it, but after the roll call ended, they also followed and shouted that name again.All of a sudden, the entire Wenwen Mountain was filled with "roll call".

For a while, more and more soldiers returned to the summoning platform, and Fan Yuanyang, who had calmed down, became excited again.

But he didn't go forward, but stood below, with tears in his eyes, chanting the names of the new comrades in arms.

The summoning spirit continued to burn, and the soul-piercing arrow did not return for a long time. The entire soul-calling platform was already full of heroic souls.They stood there in an orderly manner. Although they had no guns or bayonets in their hands, they stood upright, showing a different military posture.

At this time, Fan Yuanyang was already crying like a child. For many years, he had closed his eyes and saw these comrades in arms. How he wished to see them again one day.Finally, he saw them, they were still so young and so kind.

"Huh? There are still ten people, why didn't they come?"

Luo Hou frowned slightly, feeling the soul-piercing arrow shot out, he could clearly feel the existence of the ten heroic souls, but why didn't they come.

"Brother Wei, company commander."

At this time, Fan Yuanyang finally couldn't help it, and walked forward, but he was still very concerned and didn't approach the soul-calling platform, but just greeted him from a distance.

Heroic souls suddenly heard the voice, and immediately looked at Fan Yuanyang, but the other's face didn't seem to be familiar.

"Brother Wei, company commander, I am Xiao Fan, Fan Yuanyang!!"

The old man knelt down suddenly, looked at the heroic soul in front of him, and shouted loudly.He has experienced a lot, and he is not afraid of death or anything else, but he is afraid that one day his comrades will not know him.

"Xiao Fan!?"

Those heroic souls were slightly stunned, but there was such a boy in their memory, but the old man in front of him didn't seem to be very similar, except for the slight resemblance between his eyebrows.

"Yes, I am Xiao Fan. Ever since I returned to the country, I have been telling myself that one day I must bring you back. Do you know? I have been to the frontier, want to find the former battlefield, want to See if I can find your bones, but I can't, I lost you."

"Later, I heard that a master of Huaxia Taoism could summon souls, so I came here every year to participate in the conference here, hoping to find a master who could help me find you. I waited for another ten years , I’m really worried that before I die, I still won’t be able to get you back.”

"You once said that I am timid. If I walk the Yin-Yang road alone, I will definitely be afraid, so you will wait for me in front. But I am afraid that I will not see you if I really go."

"Finally, I found you, I didn't lose you!!"

The old man talked more and more, and even stopped controlling his emotions and taking care of his body, and burst into tears. He finally vented this rare emotion, and finally saw them again.

This situation made all the monks present all moved. They were silent for a while, and then shouted loudly again, even though their voices were a little hoarse, but this was not enough, and there were still ten heroic souls who had not returned.

Luo Hou took a deep breath, and couldn't help feeling distressed. He put a purple talisman in his hand, lit it, and let it turn into a purple cloud and fly to the distance, where the remaining ten heroic souls were. position.

Soon, Ziyun returned, followed by those ten heroic souls.It's just that they looked a little incomplete, because in that battle, they suffered a fatal blow, which also affected the soul and body.It's no wonder that they haven't arrived after waiting for a long time, because in their situation, even if they feel the call here, it will take time to come here.

Finally, Luo Hou fulfilled Fan Yuanyang's wish and lived up to his expectations. He recalled his former comrades-in-arms, 38 and eight members of the 78th Company of the 370th Army's Independent Battalion.

"The 38th Company of the Independent Battalion of the 78th Legion, all members are here, please give instructions to the company commander!!"

"Brothers, our sacrifices were not in vain, we have won, the war is over, the country is strong, and we are coming home!!"

(End of this chapter)