darknovel Chapter 121 Grandpa Zhu Yuanzhang, you are being targeted by ghosts! For eighty years, she has been
Chapter 121 Grandpa Zhu Yuanzhang, you are being targeted by ghosts! For eighty years, she has been
Savage Mountain.
More and more red souls gathered around Lin Yan.
The red soul of the dragging river and the red soul of Savage Mountain are mixed together.
The scene is inexplicably harmonious.
The crimson souls of Savage Mountain were still a little dazed in their eyes, and the crimson souls dragging down the river were all excited.
With the savage mountain red soul next to him, he described how great the summer is today.
There are high-rise buildings, cars are blocked outside the Fifth Ring Road, and there is the kind of candy that foreigners had in the past, the colorful kind, you can buy a bag for a few yuan, and you can eat it all the way home.
There are also computers, TVs and mobile phones, so you can talk to people thousands of miles away at home!
The lights in the shopping malls on the street are just like the daytime, and I will go back as late as I like.
During the Chinese New Year, the largest square in foreign countries will turn red for our celebration.
The children are happy and only worry about what to eat tomorrow.
There is also a stove that will fire when you twist it, a pot that can make porridge at the push of a button, plug in the plug, and the rice is ready!
In fact, the red soul of the Luojiang River has not really seen this, and it is all what Tong Xiao told them.
They felt that such a big summer was something they couldn't even imagine in their day.
If they feel this way, the Red Soul of Savage Mountain should also feel the same way.
and
The red souls of Savage Mountain want to go home more than they do.
Because they at least still saw the appearance of the Great Xia when it was settled.
But the red soul of Savage Mountain never even saw that scene.
They are all heroic spirits who once died for Daxia, so what kind of beliefs are there?
And at the same time.
In the gathering more and more red souls.
A golden ghost, constantly shuttled in the red soul.
He was looking for a familiar shadow.
Zhang Xinyi followed behind the golden ghost.
She knew that the old man with the golden ghost came here with Lin Ge, and the only purpose was to find his father and take another look at his own father.
His only obsession is this.
I haven't seen you for more than 80 years, but you still remember me.
The golden ghost looked around.
But there are too many red souls, densely packed, like looking for a needle in a haystack.
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But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something.
Start humming a first-hand ballad ditty.
The golden ghost, humming a minor tune, is not entirely in tune, and he is somewhat tone-deaf.
But Zhang Xinyi could still hear it clearly.
He was humming.
"I got up early on the first day of the new year to visit my husband, and my husband fell ill and slept on his gums."
"When you go to look at Lang with a pocket of rice, you should not hold Lang Lang with your left hand, and you will not taste it with your right hand.""
"I asked Lang what would you like to eat? Lang promised: I don't want all kinds of delicious food, I just want to shake hands until dawn!
The golden ghost hummed over and over again.
Shuttle non-stop in the red soul.
At the same time, not far from the golden ghost.
A tall and straight middle-aged red soul with distinct facial features suddenly stopped walking.
He was originally being dragged forward by an enthusiastic dragging Jiang Chihun, listening to the dragging Jiang Chihun talking about how Daxia counterattacked after they died in Savage Mountain.
How to get the final victory.
He was so emotional when he heard it, and even thought, if he could get out of Savage Mountain alive back then, it would be great to die in battle.
But at this moment, his footsteps stopped.
For some reason, his heart twitched violently several times.
He heard a familiar folk-like ballad.
He was familiar with this ballad.
He was all too familiar.
It was his lover's favorite humming tune.
He decided to go the night before the expedition.
The woman, while helping herself organize her military uniform, hummed that little tune.
He held her hand and held it all night.
"I got up early in the morning to visit my husband, and my husband fell ill and slept on his gums.
"When I go to look at Lang Lang with a pocket of rice, I should not hold Lang Lang with my left hand, and I will not taste it with my right hand. 99
"I asked Lang what would you like to eat? Lang promised: I don't want all kinds of delicious food, I just want to shake hands until dawn!
He was even thinking at the time.
If you don't go on an expedition, it seems good to hold her hand in this life.
He looked at the red souls behind him, forming a sea of souls, trying to find the source of the humming little tune.
And soon, his eyes were attracted by a golden shadow in the sea of red souls.
That golden shadow was an old man.
He didn't have the kind of vicious aura that other red souls revealed on his body. On the contrary, the golden light on his body was warm, which made them feel very warm.
At this moment, the golden ghost old man just raised his head, and the middle-aged red soul who turned back looked at each other.
The two souls froze almost at the same time.
The middle-aged red soul instinctively walked towards the golden ghost.
Ye Luo Jiang Chihun, who was pulling him to Lin Yan's place, was completely stunned.
"Where are you going, fellow! That's not the way home, Daxia is not there."5
The middle-aged Scarlet Soul did not turn his head.
"No... My way home is right here..."
At this moment, the middle-aged Scarlet Soul seems to have some guesses.
He slowly stopped opposite the golden ghost.
The middle-aged Scarlet Soul, who had been on the battlefield and faced life and death countless times, was a little flustered at this moment.
"Then...that...you..."
"You...not from our Daxia Expedition Force..."
"...'
The golden ghost stared blankly at the middle-aged red soul in front of him, speaking word by word.
"My name is... Dai Chenglin. 35
The middle-aged red soul was struck by lightning at the moment.
Although there have been speculations before, but at this moment...
The middle-aged Chihun's voice became a little hoarse.
"You...why do you look like this. 99
"Why are you dead..."
"..."
The golden shadow smiled.
The smile was soft, with a certain relief.
"You've been gone for more than 80 years. The year you left, I was nine years old, and I wasn't dead, so it's not normal..."
"Your name is Dai Shulan...it's my father.
"Don't worry, although I died because of a patient, it is considered to be the end of my life, and I have no regrets until I am almost ninety years old.
"I studied medicine, according to my mother's wishes, at Mingdan University.
"You have two grandchildren, a granddaughter, and a very good daughter-in-law. Your daughter-in-law and I have always respected each other and have a good relationship, just like you and your mother back then!"
"I still have many students, they respect me very much, and they also know your story..."
"Ah... By the way, you still have two great-grandchildren and a great-granddaughter... They are all well-behaved, cute, and smart, and they may be scientists or doctors in the future...
"I don't have a great grandson, because your granddaughter is relatively independent and doesn't want to get married. I think that's fine... As long as she is happy and safe..."
"We have pictures of you in our house, but the pictures from that year are too old and too blurry..."
"My mother died... When my mother died, I got a lot of diseases... rheumatoid, arthritis, coronary heart disease, Alzheimer's..."
"She had rheumatoid arthritis, and she could only stay in bed and couldn't move every day. She just painted, and the pictures were all like you. She said that the pictures were too unclear, and she wanted to paint a portrait of you...
The voice of the golden ghost began to be hoarse.
"Later, mother, got Alzheimer's... Her memory is getting worse and worse, and she doesn't know anyone. She forgot her grandson, her granddaughter... even me..."
"But it's amazing that she remembers you..."
"When I took your blurry photo in front of her, she would say, this person is Dai Shulan, her husband, tall and handsome... Back then, many girls liked him, but in the end he was still with him. Married herself.
"During that time...she only remembers you!
The voice of the golden ghost began to hoarse.
The middle-aged Chihun shook his body and seemed to want to cry.
But Chihun, there is no way to shed tears.
He could only bow his head sadly.
The golden ghost blinked a few times.
Then he continued to speak.
"Mother finally finished painting your portrait, and the back of the portrait is written... If you are drenched in snow today, you will be whiteheaded in this life... Shulan, waiting for you to go home..."
"FFF..."
"So, Dad, I'm here to pick you up!
The middle-aged Scarlet Soul crouched on the ground at this moment.
He didn't tear his heart out, he didn't cry.
But his expression was clearly crying.
Zhang Xinyi held up her phone and blinked her eyes.
Suddenly she thought of her grandfather and grandmother again.
Zhang Jingzhi and Liu Mengyun...
Love this stuff, it's really complicated. In the eyes of some people, love is very simple, one sentence or even one word can describe it. But sometimes everyone doesn't seem to understand this stuff.
But maybe, to love someone...
Loving him is like loving life...you are so nice, I love you so much. It's a pity that I'm not a poet, so I can't say more beautiful love words.
And at this moment, in the live broadcast room of CCTV's official website.
Countless barrages crossed at this moment.
"No! It feels like it's coming... You have to give me a knife!"
"Let me Kangkang, who shed tears for someone else's beautiful love again, oh, it was me. 35
"The child has been fooled by the knife, one knife after another... I thought the most poignant love was between Zhang Jingzhi and Liu Mengyun, but I didn't expect a new one to come here."5
"She doesn't remember anyone, but she still remembers you..."
"She disliked that the photos were not clear, so she wanted to draw you down, and at the back of the painting, it was written, "Wait for you to come home! She waited for 80 years!!!"
"Damn... the screenwriter, I just want to know who is the screenwriter..."
"Have you ever thought that this is a documentary..."
"No... this can't be a documentary, if it were a documentary, if all these things were true, I would really be fooled by a knife.
"They all envy this kind of love, but they all feel that this kind of love is not theirs.
And right now.
Lin Yan also passed through the sea of red souls.
He walked behind Dai Chenglin.
He and Zhang Xinyi looked at each other, and probably instantly understood all the causes and consequences.
The middle-aged red soul squatting on the ground should be the father Dai Chenglin had been looking for.
Farewell to my father for 80 years.
Back in Daxia, how many relatives were separated by yin and yang, and never saw each other again in this life, only in exchange for the current Daxia...
Lin Yan let out a suffocating breath.
He looked at Dai Chenglin and Dai Shulan, the father and son who were somewhat unfamiliar with each other, and then spoke quietly.
Let's go!"
"
"go home!
"Maybe that old lady is still waiting for you to come home now. 35
'Daxia...there are countless people waiting to welcome your triumph.
"Go! Go home!!!
Dai Chenglin smiled at this moment.
The smile could not tell whether it was laughing or crying.
He walked to Dai Shulan's side and pulled up the middle-aged red soul.
"Dad... let's go, let's go home, I'm here to pick you up!!!"
And at the same time.
On the mountain cols and highways at the border of Caiyun Prefecture.
People in twos and threes, in company, looking at their mobile phones.
When I saw the live broadcast, when the red souls of Savage Mountain were finally coming back, the people on the col were excited again.
The young couple wiped each other's tears.
A family of three leaning against each other looked up at the sky full of Hoshino.
Liaodong's eldest brother, 233, made a quick call to his family at this moment.
"Hey! Daughter-in-law, guess where I am now..."
"Ah...you know I'm on the Col, you watched the live broadcast and saw me on TV, my mother!
"Good daughter-in-law, I know how to keep warm, pay attention to the cold...and my daughter-in-law, that...I...I love you, thank you for giving me a home! 99
"What? Say it again, don't say good things a second time, do you know? I'm going to join my brothers and welcome the heroic spirits of Daxia to triumph!
Liaodong's eldest brother put down the phone, then he glanced at the live broadcast, then turned to look south...
in live broadcast.
The red soul returned from Savage Mountain.
At this moment, he is completely flying over Savage Mountain and is coming towards them.
heaven.
Lin Yan Qianzhang's specter of ghosts turned into an illusion... three heads and six arms, beating drums and waving flags.
Behind him, the Dapeng bird surrounded by purple electricity is more than magical.
That's the real thing... Dapeng flies and shakes the eight descendants, and the sky is destroyed!
At the same time, on the back of the Dapeng bird are the red souls of tens of thousands of savages.
At this moment, the people on the Col, while watching the live broadcast, Dapeng's vision, while measuring the distance between each other and them.
And it didn't take long.
The people on the mountainside felt a violent gust of wind coming from a distance.
They couldn't see anything, but if they passed the field of vision of the live broadcast, they could see that a roc bird was flying over their heads.
Before, the flowers scattered on the mountain and the road were all lifted up again, like a splendid sea of flowers.
People on the road in the mountains raised their flashlights or cell phone lights...
"The heroic spirit that welcomes the big summer... Triumph!"
Liaodong's eldest brother shook his flashlight in the sea of flying flowers, and kept blinking his eyes.
"Isn't it a special effect live broadcast? How can there really be such a strong wind. 35
At the same time, in the sky, there are ghosts in the law.
Lin Yan and monk Yingwen stand together.
Lin Yan murmured in a low voice at this moment.
"Don't see you, the Han army ends the army, the weak crown is a prisoner and invites Chang Ying; you don't see it, Ban Dingyuan, the light cavalry in the extreme domain urges Zhan Yun; the man should be a serious danger, how can you let the Confucian crown miss this life?
"The situation is that the country is in danger, and the feudal strife will never stop! Abandon my old pen, write my wartime jin, call my compatriots more than 100,000, sing the war song and join the army. Clean Hu Chen, swear to sweep the Japanese slaves without caring! When you return home, everyone will watch, and the flowers will be thrown before the horse!"
Afterwards, Lin Yan's voice paused, he turned his head to look at the monk Yingwen beside him, and spoke quietly.
"Tomorrow, I will find your grandfather, he is the Yama I want most."
Monk Yingwen, his expression changed drastically at this moment, he turned his head and looked at Lin Yan in shock.
My grandfather, did you know that he was being targeted?
His grandfather was from Daming... Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Chongba.