The mountain seemed to be shrouded by some kind of power. The light became dimmer and dimmer, the moonlight could not penetrate, and it was so dark and silent that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
Lin Guanqiang was leaning against a tree with several penetrating wounds on his chest.
He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand and looked around vigilantly, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything because it was too dark.
Suddenly, a faint light appeared halfway up the mountain. He hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the place where the golden light was coming from. Black blood was dripping on the grass roots.
Lin Guanqiang did not walk fast and it took him a while to reach the mountain. The closer he got, the more the darkness dissipated.
He saw many strange-looking people, all standing in front of a barrier, seemingly fearful but unwilling to give up and leave.
Lin Guanqiang gripped his weapon vigilantly and looked at those pale-faced 'people'.
There were a few people walking slowly towards him from behind, and he immediately turned around to look.
"Bang!"
With a sound, the 'person' he hit stopped, looked at him strangely, and then continued to walk forward, completely ignoring him.
Lin Guanqiang was so cold that he didn't even notice someone approaching from behind!
Also, why can't that person be killed?
Lin Guanqiang looked around again and finally found something wrong. Was the person behind the barrier really an enemy?
Some were wearing tattered clothes and had dusty faces, some had broken arms and legs, and some looked like they had been drowned, their bodies swollen like balloons about to burst.
However, these 'people' had no ill will towards him, which gave him enough time to think.
He had the impression that he had seen many such things, but they were all dead. How could they still be standing? At first he thought he was still in the same place, but now when he looked carefully, he found that the surrounding scenery did not seem to be what he remembered.
There was no sound of gunfire, no hordes of soldiers, and no enemies trying to kill him.
“Tick-tick—”
What sound?
Lin Guanqiang's ears twitched slightly, but he found that the sound came from him. He slowly lowered his head and saw a small pool of blood on the ground.
The bloody hole on his chest was still oozing black blood, and he seemed to smell a rotten smell between his nostrils, and his body was filled with a sinister aura.
But he didn't feel cold, because the Yin energy was emanating from him...
Long-forgotten memories suddenly flooded back, his brain felt some uncontrollable pain, and the yin energy in his body became increasingly strong.
Lin Guanqiang held his weapon tightly and supported himself on the ground. No matter how painful it was, he did not kneel down to support himself, but instead used his rotten hands to support himself.
"ah!!"
"Help--"
“Run!!!”
A shrill scream rang in his ears, and Lin Guan forced himself to look up.
A figure slowly appeared in the golden barrier. She was wearing clothes he had never seen before, and her indifferent eyes swept across coldly.
The girl held a brush in her hand, and when she raised her hand, a golden light of merit radiated and silently devoured a group of evil spirits.
Some people who were attracted here by the "Tang Monk's Flesh" but had not killed anyone were hooked down by a black vortex on the ground.
Time passed by minute by minute——
Gradually, all the pranks disappeared, leaving only Lin Guanqiang half-squatting there.
He saw the girl walking towards him, and she clenched her grip on the weapon, finally managing to keep her balance.
Lin Guanqiang's eyes were blurred with blood. He reached out and wiped it, and it felt a little better. He could probably see clearly that there was a very beautiful girl in front of him.
He could feel that the girl had no ill will towards him, and her aura made him feel very comfortable...
Lin Guanqiang looked at her and couldn't help asking, "Girl, where are we?"
For a long time, he didn't hear the girl's reply. Lin Guanqiang couldn't help but take two steps forward, wanting to get a closer look. The ethereal voice echoed in his ears.
"Captain Lin, don't get separated again next time."
"What?"
Before Lin Guanqiang could react, he felt his body twisted, but he felt no pain. When he stepped on solid ground again, the scenery around him had changed.
The bloody holes on his body disappeared, and the original severe pain was replaced by a cool and comfortable feeling.
"Captain, where have you been?"
"It's almost twelve o'clock, we should go back and continue training!"
"Captain, let's go."
Lin Guanqiang turned his head and saw someone wearing the same clothes as him standing in the white fog and waving at him.
Not far away stood a row of people in military uniforms, their heads slightly lowered, each holding three incense sticks in their hands, facing rows of tombstones.
Lin Guanqiang finally remembered that he had died on the battlefield a long time ago. Today is Qingming Festival, and they will only be able to come out from the gates of hell.
But somehow he suddenly lost his way and went to another place.
Lin Guanqiang thought about what happened just now. It should be the girl who sent him back, but he couldn't remember what the girl looked like.
"Captain, what are you doing? We're running out of time."
In front, the shouts of teammates came again.
Lin Guanqiang came back to his senses: "Here I come!" He ran towards the team.
No matter who that girl is, there should be a record of her in the underworld. We can just find a ghost to ask her when the time comes.
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Ghost Gate-
The junction between the underworld and the human world.
The team led by Lin Guanqiang passed quickly and entered the Ghost Gate.
Perhaps it was because there was still a bloody aura on them, the ghosts passing by couldn't help but stay away from them.
"You go first, I'll be there soon." After saying that, Lin Guanqiang ran to a ghost guarding the Ghost Gate and hugged his weapon to his chest.
"Xiao Ming, do you know who that stranger I just met is?"
The ghost named Xiao Ming came close to him and sniffed him. Doubt flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but move his nose twice and retracted his head uncertainly.
He frowned and looked at Lin Guanqiang and asked, "Who did you meet just now?"
When a ghost leaves the world, if it encounters a living person, it will inevitably be contaminated by their aura.
The ghost messenger from the underworld can still trace the origin from that breath.
But when he followed it, he only saw a ball of golden light, which almost blinded his eyes.
Lin Guanqiang shook his head: "I can't remember what she looks like, so I came to ask you."
The ghost officer smiled upon hearing this and said, "He must be a senior Heavenly Master. You are lucky. Since he doesn't want you to see his true face, he must have his reasons. It's better not to ask any more questions."
He and Lin Guanqiang couldn't interfere with people like that. Ghost messengers were appointed after passing an exam after death, and they only had a few more rights and abilities than ordinary souls.
The Heavenly Master is different from ordinary people. He has his own destiny after death.
Lin Guanqiang obviously understood this. He defended his country during his lifetime and was respected by Hades after his death. Although he killed many people, they were all people who deserved to die.
Lin Guanqiang didn't ask any more questions. Hades arranged for them not to reincarnate, but to train in the underworld. Time was running out, so he had to go back quickly to train the new recruits.
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