Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 95, Life and Death in the Anti-Japanese War (End)

"What is this?"

Noda Dazuo, who was still in high spirits just now, fell to the ground in fright, trembling all over.

These Japanese soldiers were not much better, with trembling expressions.

The five thunders blasted the top, and all the puppet troops present were burned to ashes by the five thunders, leaving no dust.

Colonel Noda looked at the dark clouds flickering with the afterglow of the five thunders in the sky, and gave the order without saying a word.

"Run quickly, the action is cancelled, the action is canceled!"

It doesn't matter what the eighth route is, or what is important to the guerrillas. Now he just wants to survive.

He didn't want to be reduced to ashes by lightning.

The other Japanese soldiers thought the same way, and left in a hurry without even picking up the corpses of their comrades, looking like a lost dog.

After the Japanese soldiers left, the five-color thunder and lightning in the sky also slowly dissipated, and the dark clouds turned into big beads and fell on the ground.

Wash the village, wash the blood, wash the evil here.

Only the corpse of the hero remains.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Chengfeng led the team to the village, took bags of supplies, and looked at everything on the ground.

From the corpses in this place, Wang Chengfeng can probably see what happened.

Everyone covered in bullet holes died ugly.

But whether it was Wang Chengfeng or this motley crew that had been assembled, they all felt that they were so tall.
"Stand at attention, salute!"

Wang Chengfeng and Lao Zhang's salutes are very upright, they are both old soldiers.

The salutes of the miscellaneous soldiers were crooked. They were all refugee villagers who had never touched a gun before.

Salute, a little funny.

Although the action is funny, the respect in his heart is no different from that of Wang Chengfeng and Lao Zhang
The corpses of the four who died in battle poured into the heart of this motley army like an invisible force.

Today is a motley crew, but in the future, it will not be.

"I was wrong. I said that it was my fault that you dare not face the devils. I'm sorry that you are all real fighters." Wang Chengfeng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Bury everyone, four The soldiers and the villagers who died are buried with honor!"

Chinese people pay attention to going to the ground to be safe, and death is like a lamp being extinguished. Even if it was a Japanese soldier, Wang Chengfeng didn't think about letting them die in the wilderness.

The rest of the people started to move, digging pits, moving people.

"Your sacrifices will not be in vain. We have received a message from our instructors that our guerrillas from all over the world are about to gather together. We have turned a single spark into a prairie fire and we will surely win."

Wang Chengfeng didn't think it was dirty, so he shook the hands of several people tightly.

However, when he grasped Ye Weiqiang, he suddenly stretched out his hand to check his breath with an expression of disbelief.

"Someone is still alive! Still alive! Hurry up! Hurry up and take out the medical supplies you just got! People are still alive!"

Everyone come over and rescue Ye Weiqiang
"The world of mortals is over."

"The host rated it as excellent."

"Comprehend the unique skill and Taoism: five thunders strike the top."

"Five thunders strike the top: use the whole body's spiritual power to summon the five elements of thunder and lightning, destroy everything, and use blood essence as a lure for better effect."

"Gentle reminder from the system: After using this skill, you will be weak for seven days, no different from the weakest mortal, please use it with caution."

"Additional reward: Immortal Black Jade Bottle."

"Immortal Ink Jade Bottle: A certain amount of immortal ink can be produced every day, and drawing talismans with immortal ink can improve the quality of the talismans."

"Strange Records of Mountains and Seas · Li Xiuzhu"

"Note: There is a man in China named Xiu Zhu, who is fierce, fearless in life and death, has a mortal body, does not manifest supernatural powers, the hero is dead, and his will is immortal."

"Record supernatural power: unyielding."

"Unyielding: Passive supernatural powers, exempt from all spiritual spells."

Li Xiuzhu, depicted in ink and wash, appeared beside Li Guo.

With a thin body, wearing a patchwork military uniform, and carrying a Hanyang made on his back, he doesn't seem to be very talkative, but there is a different kind of iron-blooded will emanating from the phantom.

Afterwards, Li Xiuzhu's phantom turned into ink, entered the Shan Hai Jing, and became part of the supernatural power.

The system exclaimed.

"As expected of the host, being able to comprehend the five thunderbolts at the moment of life and death is one of the strongest Taoism in the Thunderbolt Curse. The host has found out his own [Tao]."

"Brother System, don't talk to me now, let me be quiet." Li Guo smiled wryly, now he just wants to be quiet.

Different from experiencing Li Ran's life last time, the impact of experiencing Li Xiuzhu's life this time is really too great.

Now Li Guo's mind is full of Japanese soldiers, Niu Yangshan, Liu Yang, and Ye Weiqiang.

But soon, Li Guo broke away from this feeling.

Just like what the system said, Li Guo's "self" is very firm, and he can clearly understand "I am me".

All the cause and effect in the world of mortals are washed and cleared, leaving only a pure heart.

Li Guo felt that it was his Dao heart.

Dao Xin has already formed.

Although I am me, what I experience is real.

"call"

When Li Guo felt his epiphany, he felt more attuned to the aura in the air, and could even faintly feel the rhythm of the elements in nature.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the five elements are integrated in it.

After fully waking up, Li Guo looked at the thin old man who was worshiping the grave, and walked over.

Niuyang Mountain.

Li Xiuzhu.

Liu Yang.

In the tomb of the heroes, the old man put the wine in front of the tombstone of the three people, and whispered: "Young man, do you know who they are?"

"who is it?"

"It was my comrade-in-arms back then." The old man said as if recalling the glorious deeds of the past: "Back then, my three comrades-in-arms and I were in a small village in the mountains, resisting a whole team of Japanese troops. Soldiers and puppet soldiers. At that time, we guys who had never held a gun were shocked. To tell you the truth, I really peed my pants at that time."

"It's not that I'm bragging to you. At that time, I shot for the first time, five bullets, one shot at a little devil, and I was so scared that I peed my pants while hitting the devil soldier, hehehe."

Sounds a bit embarrassing.

But he was so scared that he peed his pants. It was even more valuable for him to choose to fight despite the fear.

Li Guo just silently came to the tombstone.

He raised the small wine cup in front of Li Xiuzhu's grave.

"I offer a toast to all of you."

Li Guo clinked glasses with the drinks in front of the other two tombstones one by one.

In the end, the old man was left, Li Guo smiled: "Wei Qiang, shall we have a drink?"

The thin old man's pupils narrowed slightly, time seemed to pass through from the past to the present, and the dusty, even vague memories gradually became clear.

Finally turned into a silent smile.

"cheers."

Ye Weiqiang drank the wine in one gulp.

Li Guo drank half a glass.

The remaining half cup was placed on Li Xiuzhu's grave.

Thousands of miles away.

But not bleak.

(End of this chapter)