MTL - My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms-Chapter 47 In the afterlife, boiled wine to be returned

Yanyun City, located in the northernmost part of Shanxi Province, has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.

In the last years of the Ming Dynasty, officers and men struggled to resist the Qing troops entering the customs, and defended the Dorgon army against the city walls for nine months.

After the city was broken, Dorgon ordered the massacre, and even the city walls were removed by 5 feet.

Looking at the historical city in front of him, Lin Hai feels like the kind of Jin Ge iron horse, and he has a lot of emotions.

Since ancient times, how many soldiers have been, in order to defend their homes, to slay their wives and children, and to wrap their bodies, they have never returned.

They are all heroes!

In the air, Han Xiuer looked around and shivered, her tears flowing like water, and she slammed down.

"Mo Lang, Xiuer came to see you."

"Hey, let's go." Lin Hai sighed, holding a box filled with Han Xiu's ashes in his arms and stepping forward.

On the wall, there are many tourists from all over the country, laughing and playing together in groups, playing with this ancient wall that has long been unable to see a trace of war, taking pictures.

Lin Hai’s mood is a bit heavy!

Today's peace and prosperity are our respectable and lovely soldiers, throwing away their homes and selfless dedication.

However, while enjoying peace and enjoying life, several people think of them. What's more, even the minimum respect will not be given to them.

Just like Han Xiu's husband, on the third day after marriage, he went to the Yanyun and defended his home.

Han Xiuer is at home, and she wants to go back to the night, but she does not think about it, but she is looking forward to the news of her husband’s death in the battlefield.

At the time of grief, the son of the local state magistrate, taking into account the beauty of Han Xiuer, actually robbed Han Xiuer home and wanted to insult.

Han Xiuer refused to die, smashed into the wall and died. He was thrown into the wilderness and was buried by a dozen of people.

Lin Hai thought, if Han Xiuer’s husband knew that after his death in the national war, the officials and men who took their lives to defend not only did not give their families a generous compensation, but instead sang songs and forced their wives. I don't know what he thinks.

The people on the wall, seeing Lin Hai holding an urn, looked at him with a weird look.

Asbestos, many people are jealous, and soon, tourists around the forest, go all the way.

"My Molang, is it buried here?" Han Xiuer touched the wall with his hand, very gentle, just like stroking his face.

"Well?" Suddenly, Lin Hai felt a strong wind, very strong.

The next moment, the pupil slammed.

Above the city wall, I don’t know when there was a young man wearing armor.

"Show, is that you?" The voice of the man, with a whimper in the hardship.

Han Xiuer stunned and then slammed his eyes.

"Mo Lang, my Moran!"

"Show!"

The two souls clung together and wanted to integrate each other into their bodies.

Lin Haizheng.

This, this man is the husband of Han Xiuer?

His soul did not actually go to the government?

For a long time, the two talents were separated by reluctance.

Mo madly caressed and caressed Han Xiuer's cheeks full of tears.

"Show, how come you? Why didn't your soul go to the land? How have you been in these years?"

"I am here to see you. After you die, I miss you day and night, grief, and after death, I will be obsessed with the world, and I will think of where you are going to die, even if you just touch your bones, Xiuer. Really can't bear you, Mo Lang."

Han Xiuer was crying again.

"Well, I have never traveled far. I don't know where Yan Yun is. I will turn into a ghost, lose my will, and don't want to meet the Lin Hai brothers. He brought me here."

"He?" Mo madly noticed that Lin Hai seems to have been watching them.

"Can he see us?"

"Yes, and it is good for us to communicate. Otherwise, where can I find you?"

"Mo Lang, you and my husband and wife can still see one side, all the Lin Hai brothers."

Mo madly heard the words, fierce squatting, slamming, squatting in front of Lin Hai.

Han Xiuer saw this and followed him down.

"Lin Hai brothers, your great grace, I am so mad!"

Hey!

"Hero, please pick up!" Lin Hai also refused to accept the other party is a ghost, and quickly reached out to help.

I don't think so, when I am about to touch the arm of Mo Man, the mahogany sword on the chest bursts into a bright light.

"Well?" Mo mad, his body retired several steps and looked surprised.

"Amount, sorry." Lin Hai smiled a little.

Mad, how is this mahogany sword?

At this time, Han Xiuer spoke.

"Mo Lang, the Linhai brothers' sword is very powerful. Even we can only get close to the Linhai brothers, but we can't reach him."

"Oh?" Mo madly surprised. "In this world, there are very few people who are better than us."

"Yes, the Lin Hai brothers have this mahogany sword to protect themselves, and almost no ghosts can hurt him."

Nani! Lin Hai’s eyeballs are straight.

"That, interrupt, you mean, this mahogany sword is not rubbish? It seems to be something to use? Or, even you can't reach me?"

"Yes." Mo Man and Han Xiuer nodded.

"yes!" Lin Hai excited a fist, Mard was not afraid of white before, no ghost can hurt me.

With that said, there is still something wrong with Zhang Tianshi’s old goods.

"Lin Hai brothers, I met with Mo Lang today, and I have no concern in my heart. Soon after, I will dissipate between heaven and earth. Please help me to put the ashes on this land, and always be with my Mo Lang. ""

"Good!" Lin Hai opened the urn, stood on the edge of the city wall, and raised his hand.

The ashes danced in the sky and were silent on the earth.

"Lin Hai brothers, I am so mad, the reason why I stayed in the world, but also the heart of the show, can not go, see the show today, I can finally show the children together, the soul returned to the land."

"Your great virtue, I am not arrogant, this book, "Breaking the wrong bones", is a life I have learned, quite a bit of power, when I leave, I will give you."

Said, Mo Man took out a light blue ancient book from his arms and handed it to Lin Hai.

"Thank you for your brother." Lin Haigang took over the ancient books and then disappeared.

"Well? What happened?" Lin Haiyi.

Subsequently, WeChat rang.

Lin Hai opened it.

Received "Dividing the wrong bones" ×1

The amount, running in WeChat.

Take care of him, as long as it is not gone.

"Lin brothers, my husband and wife are going to leave. It is a pity that you can't drink and sing with you in this world. I hope that in the afterlife, you and I will be brothers and cheers!"

"Good! Mo brother, Han sister, you are going all the way, the brothers have a future life, boiled wine to be returned!"

"Ha ha ha ha, goodbye, brother!"

"Goodbye."

Mo Man and Han Xiuer smiled and waved at Linhai.

Subsequently, the bodies of the two slowly turned into stars and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

"Hey!" Lin Hai sighed.

"Poor and indefinite riverside bones, it is still a dream of spring dreams." Unconsciously, Lin Hai felt a pity in his heart.