Otherworldly Merchant

When I was digging the dirt down there, I suddenly threw a little rock down from it. I looked up and Red sat there and looked at me and laughed, "Uncle, have you made any progress? ”

I laughed bitterly, "You're really giving us a big problem. ”

“Are you hungry? Go, I'll buy you noodles.” Little Red Hat Lane.

“No, no, let's get down to business…” I shook my head.

“Speak while you eat! ”

She insisted on inviting us, and me and the T-shirt guy followed her, and the little red hat on the way said: “Actually, I kind of like this place. There's no one on the street at night, so I can play wherever I want. ”

“You're the only one who thinks so.” I said, "By the way, where are your parents, really going to the Maldives? ”

“Yeah! ”

Turns out she had a small vault in private, which she had previously saved. In order not to get her parents involved in this trouble, she called the travel agency and ordered a double trip to the Maldives to take away her parents for a month.

We came to a noodle shop. Red Hat said the meat noodles were delicious. The T-shirt man and I ordered the meat noodles and green vegetable noodles respectively. We had an exchange of ideas during dinner. Red Hat said there was a place in the ancient city that suggested we go to see it at night. It might help us.

At this time, the sun darkened and the owner of the noodle shop hurried to close and rushed us away. We settled the matter three or two times and went out.

Soon after, the Yin spirits of the ancient city came out again. Little Red Hat led us to a place. This is a local middle school. We came to the playground, nothing. Little Red Hat said: "Don't worry, we'll have a good show later. ”

Today I am prepared to draw a circle on the ground with yellow blood, so that we can stand inside and not be discovered by the spirits.

Waiting was boring, and I was chatting with Little Red, and her state of life made me very interested, just like a rebirth novel on the Internet. Imagine a child with an adult mind, living and learning all kinds of things like fish and water. It would be interesting to think about it if my life could be pushed over again like this.

The T-shirt man suddenly inserted a sentence: "You were Chu Ziqian in your previous life, and who was it in your previous life? ”

Little Red said naughty: “I've only done this once since I escaped from Lord Yan. In previous life, you have to ask him about the old man. ”

After a while, a gloom suddenly appeared in the open space. Inside the gloom was an ancient kabuki carrying a song and dance. The dance posture was amazing, but when her dress rose, it was strange to see a white Sen skeleton underneath.

With the diffusion of shady air, some other shady spirits gradually emerged, some ancient soldiers in armor, but the body waxed yellow and thin, like dry corpses. In the middle sits a tall general whose armor is much more sophisticated than any other Yin spirits.

I suddenly realized that this scene was exactly what happened in Puyang City, killing the person who gave Kabuki the meat to the general, it was Datang name Zhang Patrol.

Little Red Hat suddenly said to the T-shirt man: "Uncle, lend me your sword. ”

The T-shirt man pulled out his sword and the little red hat cut off his thumb on it and walked straight towards the spirits. She dripped her blood around Zhang Patao. Zhang Patao couldn't see her, but was guided by the smell of blood and came towards us.

Seeing it come, we had to tighten our nerves. When he walked through the circle of yellow blood paintings, he suddenly saw us, drew his sword and was ready to attack us, and drank: “Who are you waiting for, but the details sent by the enemy! ”

I stood still and he was able to talk to us. Little Red Hat smiled at me next to him. I only realized that she used her own blood as a medium for communicating with Yin and Yang.

Zhang Patong is not quite the same as the spirits I have encountered in the past, he did not dwell on a certain shadow, so his consciousness still lingered in the city of Puyang thousands of years ago. Without the media, we would not be able to communicate at all.

I quickly said: "General Zhang, we are not the details, we are the descendants of… thousands of years from now. ”

Zhang Patong looked up and down at our clothes. It seemed unbelievable. Both T-shirt men and I were holding weapons in secret. If he did, we would fight back.

Fortunately, at the end of the day, he believed, putting his sword away and asking, "Is the mess of Anshi over? ”

“It was over long ago. The rebels were all destroyed. General Zhang's kung fu was indispensable. The Emperor himself set up a temple for you and made you a loyal priest.” I said quickly.

“Can't you do it?” He laughed bitterly: “In the afterlife, don't lie to me, I know that my decisions will be scolded by the later generations, and it will stink for a long time. ”

Zhang Patrong is in that environment, in order to protect the city of Puyang, leaving aside all humanity and morality, we can only do this!

Future generations accuse him of massacring civilians and eating people, but no one can give him a better choice than to eat people, because behind him is the whole Datang!

I bowed respectfully to Zhang Junju: "General, you are a hero who dares to risk the world, no matter how demeaning future generations may be, you have saved the great Tang Shengshen. ”

Zhang Patrong suddenly laughed and laughed and shed tears: “Okay, well, I can't believe that a thousand years later, someone can still understand me. I don't regret Zhang Patrong's death! ”