"Bang——" There was a loud noise above the head, followed by lightning in the sky, crackling like fireworks and covering the entire Martyrs' Cemetery.
After absorbing the power of the incense in the morning, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talisman that Zhou Yan specially drew took effect.
Since there is no nemesis for thunder-type abilities, let’s just go for it!
Zhou Yan watched coldly as the two Thunders who had attacked indiscriminately yesterday came back again, but this time, they looked a little embarrassed.
Thinking that after absorbing the power of the incense, Comrade Xiaoyu pulled him to draw a talisman.
Zhou Yan didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably happy at the moment. Perhaps he could learn more talismans from Xiaoyu later.
Most people cannot draw the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talisman. Xiao Yu had asked Mr. Zhou to draw it in the morning just to give it a try. Unexpectedly, the effect was so significant that both the male protagonist and the male supporting role were impressed.
Seeing that they were lying on the ground in a mess and unable to get up, Xiao Yu took the opportunity to inject some incense power into their eyes. As the incense power "unleashed its power", a military camp appeared in front of the two people lying on the ground in a mess.
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Military camp? Isn't this the martyrs' cemetery?
Long Xunhai and Lei Xiangqian's hearts skipped a beat. Before they could even consider whether they'd been caught in some kind of hallucination, the scene before them flashed, and they appeared in a spacious, brightly lit steel and iron building.
This spacious building looked very advanced, not at all from this era. Perhaps, it was not something they knew at all, because the lighting equipment above their heads was something they had never seen before.
This place was arranged as a large cafeteria, with more than 50 soldiers of different ages and appearances wearing old military uniforms sitting inside with happy faces.
Before them was a feast of delicious food emitting an alluring aroma: roasted whole lamb, roasted chicken, braised pig's head, various vegetables, fruits, and delicious snacks. Just the smell of it made people salivate.
The air smelled of alcohol.
Some young soldiers, or those in their forties, enjoyed the food with tears in their eyes, while laughing with everyone as they watched the TV screen that looked like a movie screen.
What's playing on TV now is the Spring Festival Gala.
The content of the program was so exciting that even those who watched it casually would be drawn in. The skits in particular reflected social and livelihood issues.
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Long Xunhai and Lei Xiangqian lay on the ground for half an hour, until the static electricity on their bodies completely dissipated, and then they climbed up. At this moment, the "illusion" in the cemetery disappeared. The abundant offerings they had seen in front of the cemetery had been completely consumed by the flames.
"Young Master Zhou is so extravagant!" Lei Xiangqian looked at Zhou Yan. The Zhou Yan in front of him was completely different from the person in the information he had obtained.
At least in terms of temperament, he clearly looks more like a capable and confident superior.
Zhou Yan looked at Lei Xiangqian and said, "There's no Young Master Zhou here. Yesterday, the two of you attacked indiscriminately, disturbing the seniors who were sleeping here. As a junior, I came to pay my respects to them as the Spring Festival is approaching. I wonder if I have done anything wrong."
"You used three animals." Long Xunhai's expression was serious and his voice was cold.
Zhou Yan wasn't frightened by the aura of superiority that the other party deliberately exuded. In fact, the other party's serious anger made him even more indifferent: "So? Seniors, you are not worthy?"
Long Xunhai frowned, a look of disapproval on his face: "Do you know how many people are starving right now?"
"I bought it in exchange for the wild boar I killed myself."
“Aren’t wild boars national property?”
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Zhou Yan: "...I'm sorry, I didn't expect that these martyrs who sacrificed their lives for their country and their people would be so unworthy in your eyes. I thought that as long as I eat less, I can have a clear conscience."
"They're already dead. What's the difference between what you're doing and promoting feudal superstition?" Long Xunhai shouted. "As a former soldier, don't you know how many lives you could have saved by wasting so much energy?"
Zhou Yan looked at the other person with complicated eyes, and after a while he said, "In the eyes of ordinary people, isn't your ability just superstition?"
"you……"
"I've retired. What I'm doing now is just paying tribute to my elders. Maybe the food can save some people temporarily, but my elders are suffering from hunger and cold, and they died in the war defending their country. They deserve this meal."
"You..." Long Xunhai looked like "You are really hopeless".
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Zhou Yan continued, "You two came here to track down the person who absorbed the evil spirit yesterday. That person not only absorbed the evil spirit from the mass graves, but also absorbed the patriotic spirit from our martyrs' cemetery..."
"This is not your concern." Long Xunhai interrupted Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan sneered, "Yes, you are high above us. Your position is naturally not something a small person like me can reach. But as a former soldier and a Chinese citizen, I cannot bear to see someone using Yin Qi to refine the ghosts of the Japanese devils on Chinese soil to hunt down the military souls in our martyrs' cemetery. What I cannot tolerate even more is that the so-called defenders are actually accomplices. Not only did they let the enemy go, but they also foolishly killed them indiscriminately."
Lei Xiangqian, who had been standing aside and watching, suddenly remembered the scene yesterday and felt embarrassed. Could it be that what they felt in the mausoleum at that time was the military spirit of the cemetery?
Lei Xiangqian: Damn it! My dear uncles and aunts, my third eye is still not open, please don’t blame me!
Long Xunhai narrowed his eyes and said, "What ghosts, what military spirits, those are all feudal superstitions."
Zhou Yan felt like he couldn't breathe. He looked at Xiao Yu beside him and asked, "Can you extract the soul of a living person?"
Lei Xiangqian: (⊙o⊙)… What, what nonsense are you talking about? Damn, extracting the soul of a living person, how can he still be alive?
Xiao Yu raised his eyes to glance at Long Xunhai and said in a voice transmission: "This person is not good enough. It's something that ordinary people can do with a raise of their hands. This person has good luck. I'm going to do it. God will not let me go."
Zhou Yan looked at Long Xunhai sarcastically.
Lei Xiangqian seemed to understand something. After all, he had already experienced a lifetime. And when he looked at Zhou Yan now, he suddenly realized that this Zhou Yan was not at all the pedantic as the legend said.
"Mr. Zhou's move just now was pretty good, wasn't it? If he used it outside, I wonder how many enemies he could kill at once." Lei Xiangqian tried to change the subject.
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