Chapter 47 - In the next life, cook wine and wait for the king's return

Yanyun City, located in the northernmost part of Shanxi Province, has been a battleground for soldiers since ancient times. 1In the last years of the Ming Dynasty, the officers and soldiers fought hard to resist the Qing army entering the pass, and the Dolgon army was held outside the city wall for 9 months. 1After the breakdown, Dorgon ordered the slaughter of the city, and even the walls were torn down by 5 feet. 1Looking at the historical city in front of him, Lin Hai seemed to feel the kind of golden iron horse, and he was full of emotion for a while. 1Since ancient times, how many soldiers, in order to defend their homeland, abandoned their wives and children, shrouded in horse leather, and never returned. 1They are all heroes! 1In mid-air, Han Xiu'er looked around, trembling all over, and tears flowed down like flowing water. 1"Mo Lang, Xiu'er has come to see you." 1"Well, let's go." Lin Hai sighed, held the box full of Han Xiu'er's ashes in his arms, and walked forward. 1On the city wall, there are many tourists from all over the world, laughing and playing in groups, taking pictures with this ancient city wall that has long been unable to see a trace of war. 1Lin Hai's mood was a little heavy! 1Today's peace and prosperity are all won by our respectable and lovely soldiers, who have abandoned their families and careers and made selfless contributions. 1However, while enjoying peace and enjoying life, how many people think of them, and even more, they will not give them even the least respect. 1is like Han Xiu'er's husband, on the third day after marriage, he went out with the army and came to Yanyun to defend his homeland. 1Han Xiu'er was at home, thinking about Lang back day and night, but she didn't think about it, but she looked forward to the news that her husband died on the battlefield. 1When he was grief-stricken, the son of the local governor fell in love with Han Xiu'er's beauty, and actually snatched Han Xiu'er home, intending to insult him. 1Han Xiu'er refused to obey, hit the wall and died, was thrown into the wilderness, and was kindly buried by a dozen firewood people. 1Lin Hai secretly thought that if Han Xiu'er's husband knew that after he died fighting for the country, those officials and gentlemen who risked their lives to defend not only did not give their families a generous compensation, but sang happily every day and forcibly forced their wives to death, I don't know how he would feel. 1The people on the city wall, seeing Lin Hai holding an urn in his hand, all looked at him with strange eyes. 1Many people are taboo about ashes, and after a while, the tourists around Lin Hai will be gone. 1"My Mo Lang, are you buried here?" Han Xiu'er stroked the city wall with her hand, extremely gentle, like caressing her own Langjun's face. 1"Huh?" Suddenly, Lin Hai felt a yin wind, incomparably strong. 1The next moment, his pupils shrank sharply. 1On the city wall, at some point, a young man in armor appeared. 1"Xiu'er, is that you?" The man's voice was choked with difficulty. 1Han Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes widened violently. 1"Mo Lang, my Mo Lang!" 1"Xiu'er!" 1The two souls hugged each other tightly, eager to merge each other into their bodies. 1Lin Hai was stunned. 1This, this man is Han Xiu'er's husband? 1His soul didn't even go to the underworld? 1After a long time, the two were reluctant to separate. 1Mo Mad caressed Han Xiu'er's cheeks full of tears with great pity. 1"Xiu'er, why are you here? Why didn't your soul go to the underworld? How have you been doing all these years? 1"I'm here to see you. After you died in battle, I missed it day and night, grief-stricken, and after death, an obsession existed in the world, and I thought of the place where you died in battle, even if it was just to touch your bones, Xiu'er really couldn't bear you, Mo Lang. 1Han Xiu'er cried again. 1"Why, I've never traveled far, I don't know where Yanyun is, I'm about to turn into a ghost, lose my will, I don't want to meet Brother Lin Hai, he brought me here." 1"Him?" Only then did Mo Madness notice that Lin Hai seemed to be watching them all the time. 1"Can he see us?" 1"Yes, and it's okay for us to communicate, otherwise, where can I find you." 1"Mo Lang, you and I can still see each other, it's all thanks to Brother Lin Hai." 1Hearing this, Mo Mad flicked his shirt, plopped, and knelt in front of Lin Hai. 1Seeing this, Han Xiu'er also knelt down. 1"Brother Lin Hai, your great kindness, I am crazy and unforgettable!" 1Knock knock! 1"Hero, please get up!" Lin Hai didn't care if the other party was a ghost, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help. 1Unexpectedly, when he was about to touch Mo Yan's arm, the peachwood sword in his chest suddenly bloomed with a bright light. 1"Huh?" Mo was stunned for a moment, and his body took several steps back, looking surprised. 1"Uh, I'm sorry." Lin Hai smiled a little awkwardly. 1Made, why is this mahogany sword so good again? 1At this time, Han Xiu'er spoke. 1"Mo Lang, Brother Lin Hai's peachwood sword is very powerful, even we can only get close to Brother Lin Hai, but we can't touch him." 1"Oh?" Mo Mad was surprised for a while, "In this world, among the ghosts, there should be few people who are more powerful than us." 1"Yes, Brother Lin Hai has this peachwood sword to protect himself, and there are almost no ghosts that can hurt him." 1Nani! Lin Hai's eyes straightened. 1"Well, excuse me, you're saying that this peachwood sword isn't rubbish? Seems to be somewhat useful? Or maybe you can't even reach me? 1"Yes." Mo Mad and Han Xiu'er both nodded. 1　　"yes!" Lin Hai clenched his fist excitedly, wasn't Ma De scared in vain before, it turned out that no ghost could hurt me. 1In this way, it is still a bit wrong to Zhang Tianshi's old goods. 1"Brother Lin Hai, I met Mo Lang today, and I have no worries in my heart, and soon, I will dissipate between heaven and earth, please help me scatter the ashes on this land, and be with my Mo Lang forever." 1"Good!" Lin Hai opened the urn and stood on the edge of the city wall, raising his hand. 1The ashes flew all over the sky and fell silent on the earth. 1"Brother Lin Hai, the reason why I am mad to stay in the world is that I have Xiu'er in my heart, and I can't go back, and when I see Xiu'er today, I can finally return to the underworld with Xiu'er." 1"Your great kindness, I can't repay it, this book "Dividing the Muscles and Wrong Bones", is what I have learned all my life, quite powerful, when I leave, I will give it to you." 1As he spoke, Mo Mad took out a pale cyan ancient book from his arms and handed it to Lin Hai. 1"Thank you, Brother Mo." Lin Hai just took the ancient book, and then disappeared. 1"Huh? What's going on? Lin Hai was stunned. 1Subsequently, WeChat rang. 1Lin Hai opened it and took a look. 1Received ×1 of "Broken Bones and Wrong Hands". 1Eh, I came to WeChat. 1Whatever he is, as long as it's not gone. 1"Brother Lin, my husband and wife are leaving, it's a pity that I don't have the opportunity to drink and sing with you in this life, I hope that in the next life, you and I will be brothers together, and drink and talk!" 1"Good! Brother Mo, Sister Han, you go all the way, brothers have an afterlife, cook wine and wait for the king's return! 1"Hahahaha, goodbye, brother!" 1"Goodbye." 1Mo Mad and Han Xiu'er smiled and waved their hands at Lin Hai. 1Subsequently, the bodies of the two slowly turned into stars and dissipated between heaven and earth. 1"Alas!" Lin Hai sighed. 1"Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream." Unconsciously, Lin Hai felt a pang of regret in his heart. 1