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Chapter 47: Cooking Wine in the Afterlife

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

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, officers and soldiers fought hard to resist the entry of Qing soldiers here, and kept Dorgon's army outside the city wall for 9 months.

After the city was broken, Dorgon ordered the massacre of the city, and even the city wall was demolished by 5 feet.

Looking at the historic city in front of him, Lin Hai seemed to feel the kind of gold and iron horse, and was filled with emotion for a while.

Since ancient times, how many soldiers, in order to defend their homeland, abandoned their wives and children, shrouded their bodies in horse leather, and never returned.

They are all heroes!

In mid-air, Han Xiu'er looked around, trembling all over, tears streaming down like running water.

"Mo Lang, Xiu'er has come to see you."

"Hey, let's go." Lin Hai sighed, holding the box full of Han Xiu'er's ashes in his arms, and walked forward.

On the city wall, there are many tourists from all over the world, laughing and playing in groups, and taking pictures with this ancient city wall that has long seen no trace of war.

Lin Hai felt a little heavy!

Today's peace and prosperity are all achieved by our respectable and lovely soldiers who abandoned their homes and careers and made selfless dedication.

However, while enjoying peace and life, how many people think of them, what's more, they don't even give them the least respect.

Just like Han Xiuer's husband, on the third day after marriage, he went out with the army and came to Yanyun to defend his homeland.

Han Xiu'er was at home, day and night longing for Lang's return, but to no avail, she looked forward to the news that her husband had died in battle.

When he was distraught, the son of the local state lord took a fancy to Han Xiu'er's beauty and took Han Xiu'er home by force, intending to insult her.

Han Xiu'er refused to obey, and died by hitting a wall. Her body was thrown into the wilderness, and was buried kindly by a pack of firewood.

Lin Hai thought to himself, if Han Xiuer's husband knew that after he died fighting for the country, those officials and gentlemen who put their lives in defense would not give their family a generous compensation, but would instead sing happily every day and force their wife to death , I don't know how he will feel.

The people on the city wall saw Lin Hai holding an urn in his hand, and they all looked at him with weird eyes.

Many people are taboo about cremated ashes. After a while, all the tourists around Linhai left.

"My Mo Lang, is the bone buried here?" Han Xiu'er stroked the city wall with her hands, very gentle, just like stroking the face of her own lord.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Lin Hai felt a dark wind, extremely strong.

The next moment, the pupils shrank sharply.

On the city wall, at some point, a young man in armor appeared.

"Xiu'er, is that you?" The man's voice was choked with difficulty.

Han Xiu'er was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes widened suddenly.

"Mo Lang, my Mo Lang!"

"Xiuer!"

The two souls hugged each other tightly, wishing to integrate each other into their bodies.

Lin Hai was dumbfounded.

Well, this man is Han Xiuer's husband?

His soul didn't even go to the underworld?

After a long time, the two reluctantly parted.

Mo Kuang caressed Han Xiu'er's tear-stained cheek affectionately.

"Xiu'er, why are you here? Why didn't your soul go to the underworld? How have you been doing all these years?"

"I came here specially to see you. After you died in battle, I missed you day and night, and I was so sad. After death, an obsession existed in the world, thinking of the place where you died in battle, even if it was just to touch your bones, Xiu'er I really miss you, Mo Lang."

Han Xiuer cried bitterly again.

"However, I have never traveled far, and I don't know where Yanyun is. I am about to turn into a ghost, and I lose my will. I don't want to meet Brother Lin Hai, who brought me here."

"Him?" Mo Kuang noticed that Lin Hai seemed to be watching them all the time.

"Can he see us?"

"Yes, and it can also communicate with us, otherwise, where can I find you."

"Mo Lang, it's all thanks to Brother Lin Hai that you and I can still see each other again."

Hearing this, Mo Kuang flicked his clothes, and with a plop, knelt down in front of Lin Hai.

Seeing this, Han Xiuer also knelt down.

"Brother Lin Hai, I will never forget your great kindness and virtue!"

Boom boom boom!

"Hero, please get up quickly!" Lin Hai didn't care that the other party was a ghost, so he hurriedly reached out to help him.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to touch Mo Kuang's arm, the mahogany sword on his chest burst into a bright light.

"Huh?" Mo Kuang was taken aback for a moment, and his body thumped back several steps, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Uh, I'm sorry." Lin Hai smiled awkwardly.

Ma De, why is this mahogany sword working again?

At this time, Han Xiuer spoke.

"Mo Lang, Brother Lin Hai's mahogany sword is very powerful. Even we can only get close to Brother Lin Hai, but we can't touch him."

"Oh?" Mo Kuang was surprised, "In this world, among wandering spirits and ghosts, there should be few who are more powerful than us."

"Yes, Brother Lin Hai has this mahogany sword for protection, almost no ghosts can harm him."

Nani! Lin Hai's eyeballs straightened.

"Well, to interrupt, are you saying that this mahogany sword is not rubbish? It seems to be useful? Or, even you can't touch me?"

"Yes." Mo Kuang and Han Xiu'er both nodded.

"Yes!" Lin Hai clenched his fist excitedly. Didn't Ma De have been scared in vain before? It turns out that no ghost can hurt me.

That being said, it would be a bit unfair to Zhang Tianshi, that old bastard.

"Brother Lin Hai, when I meet Mo Lang today, I don't have any worries in my heart. Soon, I will disappear into the world. Please help me scatter the ashes on the earth here, and be with my Mo Lang forever." .”

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

The ashes are flying all over the sky, and they are silent on the earth.

"Brother Lin Hai, the reason why I, Mo Kuang, survived in the world was because I wanted to show off, and I couldn't go back. When I saw Xiu'er today, I can finally return to the underworld with Xiu'er."

"Your great kindness and virtue, I can't repay you. This "Muscles and Bone Hands" is something I have studied all my life. It is quite powerful. When I leave, I will give it to you."

As he spoke, Mo Kuang took out a light blue ancient book from his pocket and handed it to Lin Hai.

"Thank you, Brother Mo." Lin Hai just took over the ancient book, and then disappeared.

"Huh? What's going on?" Lin Hai was taken aback.

Then, WeChat rang.

Lin Hai opened it and took a look.

Received "Muscles and Bone Hands" × 1

Uh, I ran into WeChat.

Whatever it is, as long as it's not gone.

"Brother Lin, my husband and I are about to leave. It is a pity that we don't have the chance to drink and sing with you in this life. I hope that in the next life, you and I will be brothers and have a good time together!"

"Okay! Brother Mo, Sister Han, you all have a good journey, brothers have an afterlife, cook wine and wait for the king to return!"

"Hahahaha, goodbye, brother!"

"Bye now."

Mo Kuang and Han Xiuer smiled and waved towards Lin Hai.

Afterwards, the bodies of the two slowly turned into dots, dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

"Oh!" Lin Hai sighed.

"Poor bone beside the Wuding River, still a person in a girl's dream in spring." Unknowingly, Lin Hai felt a pang of regret in his heart.