I Live Broadcast The Establishment Of The Underworld To Help You Reincarnate

Chapter 178 Ying Zheng, the first dragon in the history of Daxia! When I go home, take me home (plea

this moment.

on the snow field.

Still screaming to kill.

But the soul above the snow field.

Eye pupils, but already awake.

At this moment, Lin Yan has eliminated the dharma of a thousand zhang ghosts.

The white hair helps Su and falls back to Lin Yan's side!

On the snowfield, the newly awake Liaodong Battle League and the red souls of the Liaodong Volunteer Force were still murderous.

But when they looked at each other, they could see the excitement in each other's eyes.

Because the flag-waving-general told them.

That battle of the year!

They won.

Liaodong still belongs to Daxia, and the Japanese slaves were really driven away.

On the snowfield, they roared like a heart-wrenching roar, but they were indeed cheering.

The white-haired Fusu stood beside Lin Yan and looked at the group of red souls who were cheering like children. A rare smile finally appeared on his face.

"Ghost... what are you going to do next!"

At this moment, Lin Yan scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Probably still have to invite these red souls from Liaodong to the underworld.

"As long as they are in the human world, the yin qi in their bodies cannot achieve a cycle, and there is still a possibility that they will lose their minds, form a god or become a ghost!"

"And...I want to invite you to go to Chang'an with me!"

The white-haired Fusu glanced at Lin Yan, who smiled strangely.

"So your goal, as expected, is still the emperor. Right!

Lin Yan scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Yin Cao is just built, and always needs some powerful people to help the town.""

Fusu turned his head.

Looking at the crimson souls who were cheering like children on the snowfield, he opened his mouth faintly.

"Liaodong back then! Probably more than eighty years ago..."

"There was a literati who wrote a short essay like that... The approximate meaning of what he wrote was..."

"The street in front is lively and lively. There are many people in a circle. The inner three floors and the outer three floors are surrounded by a little brother in fancy clothes. The little brother claims to be from a hundred years later..."

"People who are grandstanding or people who come from outside the sky are all pointing and talking about it!

"But suddenly, a gentleman in a long shirt and a fur scarf rushed out of the crowd, standing in front of the little brother.

"He was a little excited and a little helpless... He opened his mouth, moved twice, but smiled embarrassedly.

"But in the end, he finally asked..."

"If you really came from a hundred years later... can you tell me, after a hundred years, can we drive away the nations that oppress us?

"As soon as this sentence came out. All the people who were originally discussing, ridiculing, and watching the fresh paused their voices, and looked at the young man who claimed to be "from the future"!

"Maybe it's because I'm afraid it's true, maybe it's because I hope it's true. In short, everyone is quietly waiting for the answer that no one dares to think of..."

"Suddenly being stared at by so many people, the young man was stunned."

Fu Su's voice paused at this moment.

Then he spoke in a low voice.

"After a while... the young man looked back at the gentleman in a dignified manner and smiled back..."

"A hundred years later, the prosperous world will be prosperous, and the Haiyan River will be clear. 35

"In the Great Summer of that year, those children, even the illusions, were nothing more than the well-being of the people and the completeness of the Great Summer."

"There was such a generation on this land in Daxia back then.

"When they were born, wars were raging and their lives were difficult. Their lives were as cheap as a mustard. They might have fled thousands of miles, and they might have escaped war!

"Maybe at the age of play, he was tied under a well by his family, or hidden under the bed in a rice jar, he might have narrowly avoided the butcher's knife when the Japanese slaves were patrolling, and he might have carried a gun on his back when he was in school. With a big knife on my back...'

"But in their old age, they can dance in the square, they can travel. They can sit in the subway station and just watch the trains go so fast, one after the other, out of sight."

"One after another, one after another... From early morning, to the sunset, from home to the grave of the former brother, and said: Hey, did you see it? Much faster than the wonnu's broken train ."9

Fusu's voice was a little hoarse.

At this moment, Lin Yan didn't even know if he was describing one of his brothers who used to be in the Battle League, or if he was describing himself.

How does a creature who has been in the world for more than a thousand years survive these years?

Lin Yan couldn't imagine it.

He just stood beside Fusu and opened his mouth faintly.

"Have you lived like this for thousands of years?"

Fusu lowered his eyes halfway, and then spoke quietly.

"Not at all..."

"I can't actually count as longevity... I'm already a dead person!

"There are actually quite a few restrictions imposed by the Dao of Heaven on the emptiness, but if you remain anonymous, you can still be an ordinary person and not participate in the replacement of the dynasty..."

"But even so, I still see countless people who want to pursue immortality, from emperors and generals to ordinary people who want to cultivate and become immortals. Burning incense and releasing life, cultivating vegetarianism and reciting sutras, cultivating alchemy, seeking immortals and seeking gods are all the same.

"My father also wants to pursue immortality...but in fact...is immortality really good? Seeing that my relatives and friends are gone, I still exist, and I live alone from generation to generation. 35

"War dead are scary? But I've seen... Dozens and hundreds of wars, and the war scenes of bloodshed are like watching a movie. Famine is scary? A scene of starving and dying.

"I have seen too many dark sides of the world, and I have seen too many societies flourish and gradually dim. Just like the sunrise in the east and the sunset in the west every day, after more than a thousand years of experience, the world is somewhat bleak... "

"People around me are always strangers, no real companions, no family, no friends, no one understands... I don't think it's good, I thought, or I'll cut myself off... loose the soul I've accumulated over the years Qi, just like that floating in the heaven and earth, is actually not bad!

Fusu's voice paused.

In his eyes, for the first time, there was an unspeakable vicissitudes...

"But every time this happens, I always meet some people who are desperate to survive... So I want to stay in the world for a few years..."

"I really felt tired... I went to hide in the old forests in the deep mountains for hundreds of years... For example, the old forests in the deep mountains in Liaodong..."

"There are elk, blind bears, wolves, and stupid roe deer here... I have been hiding here for hundreds of years, occasionally helping the people down the mountain, bless their seals and rain, and I was named a mountain god by them...

"I think that's fine too..."

"Until... I heard a roar I had never heard before..."

"The sound is like thunder, and there is an iron bird flying in the sky. When the iron bird flies by, it will drop a bolide, and a bolide will fall, and the village that worshipped me before will turn into a piece of scorched earth!

"At that time, I realized that the world has changed..."

"The first thing people change is not in the good side, but in the way they kill! 35

"Liaodong was occupied... The war broke out again, and from that day on, I became Zhao Fusu, re-entered the WTO, made many friends, and made many brothers... This is the first time I heard that in this world, everyone can be equal. The great summer is the great summer of the common people.39

"I saw a lot of young people... They were full of blood and determined, and they wanted to create a new summer that never existed before, a big summer without emperors..."

"I saw some people swear that they will fight for the rest of their lives... In order to make everyone no longer displaced, to let the people of Daxia live a prosperous and happy life, to make the poor no longer be bullied, everyone can be the master of the house, Education for all!"

"Less education, old age, for the sake of the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the people, for the reconstruction and rejuvenation of the Xia! They are willing to fight for life... and they really struggle for life..."

"The world has really changed, and I want to see what the new Daxia will look like... But there is a premise that Daxia will not perish, and the descendants of Daxia will not be slaves of the country."

"So I was in Liaodong, joined the Volunteer Force, and later joined the Battle League..."

"And the people who died around me... they used to be young men..."

Fusu's voice was faint.

Then looking at the distance, those red souls who were still cheering, smiled faintly on their faces.

"I really hope. They are all still alive and can see with their own eyes the prosperous and prosperous world, Haiyan Heqing."

"Master Ghost... I can go to Chang'an with you and find my father!""

"But I only have one request, give them one night and let them see Liaodong and Daxia today.

"Always let them know...the fourteen years of sacrifice and perseverance were worth it...it was useful!"

"They are really good! Really heroic!"

Lin Yan nodded solemnly.

“As it should be!!!”

"Before dawn, I will take them to travel throughout Liaodong!"

Then Lin Yan paused, and he looked back at Zhang Xinyi.

Zhang Xinyi immediately understood.

She finally aimed the camera at the red soul who was still cheering on the snow.

After about a minute.

・・・ Flowers・

Zhang Xinyi turned off the phone's camera.

Today's live broadcast can end.

And at the same time.

CCTV's TV Building.

At this moment, Zhang Hongjie stared at the blackened TV screen, stunned in place.

Chen Haoyu on the side looked at his watch.

It's just after twelve o'clock!

This time, the live broadcast lasted for a full four hours again.

Inside, even wrapped, a complete pig slaughtering feast...

But it's weird.

No one thought those four hours were long.

It seems that everyone has been pulled into the ice and snow.

Breathe together with the former warriors of the Battle League and fellow villagers in Liaodong.

I even felt that I could smell the aroma of the iron pot stew in Liaodong.

Smell the slaughtered pork dishes, braised pork and stewed vermicelli.

Zhang Hongjie shook his head at this moment, and then spoke in a deep voice.

"Okay, today's live broadcast is over. 99

"Thank you for your hard work!!!"

"It's time to go home from get off work..."

"But Qin Shihuang did not appear in today's live broadcast. The dialogue with Qin Shihuang should appear in tomorrow's live broadcast. You may have to work hard for another day tomorrow."

Zhang Hongjie looked serious at the moment.

I couldn't see it at all, before, after hearing the familiar two people turn around, I couldn't control it and burst into tears.

In the studio, the other CCTV employees were sensible and didn't mention it just now.

Instead, they packed up their things and got ready to go to get off work.

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Just before walking out of the broadcasting hall, a few young people hesitated.

They ran to Zhang Hongjie's side and whispered.

"Taiwan Master... If we work overtime tomorrow, can we order takeout of Liaodong cuisine!"9

"We really want to eat iron pot stew! I'm from Tianfu Prefecture, and I've never eaten it."

"I'm from Jinling, I've never eaten it.

Zhang Hongjie was stunned for a moment.

Then he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"You don't need to order takeout. After the live broadcast is over tomorrow, I will invite you all to a restaurant to eat!"

"Is iron pot stewed takeaway delicious?

"Can iron stew that is not eaten in an iron pot be called iron pot stew? Hurry up and go home... There will be a tough battle tomorrow.

Those young people walked out of the broadcasting hall happily.

At the same time, Zhang Hongjie turned around, still looking at the screen that had been blacked out.

He was thinking a little sadly.

What are those red souls in Liaodong doing now!

Have you seen the current landscape of Liaodong?

Now that autumn has just entered, it should not be so cold in the cities of Liaodong.

And at the same time.

Liaodong, Longsongzhou, Songali River on the bridge across the river.

Lin Yan and Fusu, as well as the red soul of General Yang Yubai, were sitting on the bridge.

Under the bridge, it is the Songali River that is still brightly lit.

The square opposite the Songali River.

At this moment, a lot of people gathered, and the Kongming lanterns were put up.

There are dense blessings written on it, and the above are all prayers for the red soul of Liaodong.

Before, they also went to the square of Xidu in Jixiang Prefecture.

There are already white flowers...

The red souls on the snowfields scattered all over Liaodong.

They can finally go home...

"Wait for me to go home!

"Go home for me!"

"Take me home!

Yang Yubai wanted to cry.

But he was already a red soul, but he couldn't cry.

He could only smile with a complicated look of relief.

He looked at Songali River and kept mumbling.

"It's so good... so good!

"It's worth it, it's worth it...

"No regrets.

"My descendants will never have their heads cut off again.

Lin Yan listened to Yang Yubai's muttering, but couldn't say anything.

Just a hoarse voice.

"General, are you sorry?"

Yang Yubai was stunned for a moment, and then spoke solemnly.

"A man who wants to repay his country's kindness, dying on the battlefield is a good death. 35

"I wait, never regret!!!35

Fusu lowered his head there and only spoke faintly.

"Hurry up and reincarnate! Luo

"I'll wait for your reincarnation to return, and then drink with you!"

Then his voice paused and looked at Lin Yan.

"Also, ghost... If you go to Chang'an tomorrow to find my father and emperor, you have to be prepared! He is different from me, he is Ying Zheng who swept across the six countries and did not hesitate to shed blood! 99

"He is the first dragon in the history of Daxia!" Wan.