Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

"The reason why the concubine body can directly incarnate into a Yuan Ghost after death is because... My husband. Han Shuhui pursed her lips, stared at the bright moon outside the window, and said softly.

Next, Chen Feng learned from Han Shuhui's mouth about an old past that belonged to them in that era.

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In the 62nd year of the Northern Song Dynasty (1022), in the castle of the Daimyofu.

In the middle of the night, a cold wind picked up.

At this moment, in a certain room in the city, a beautiful woman with a soft appearance, dressed in red makeup, holding a paintbrush, carefully lowered lip grease on that cherry-like lips.

"Madam, are you alright, today is the day the general has agreed to come back!" At this moment, the maid, who was also dressed in red, suddenly pushed open the woman's door and hurriedly walked in.

"Alright. Hearing this, the woman put down the paintbrush in her hand and smiled lightly.

"Then let's go to the city gate, but the general has said that he will return tonight to marry you!" said the maid, and raised the yarn lamp in her hand.

When she heard the second half of the little maid's words, the woman's pretty face was involuntarily dyed with a touch of red.

"yes, tonight... It should be the day of my marriage to Mo Lang, right?" Actually

, a few days ago, Han Shuhui and her husband, General Mo Shaoying, should have been married in this mansion.

It's a pity that when the welcoming team arrived at the house and was about to hold a worship ceremony, General Mo Shaoying received a battle report that the ghost tide broke out on the border and the frontline army was defeated.

Moreover, the battle report also named and asked General Mo to bring the soldiers of the city to the army to meet the ghost tide.

In the face of the ghost tide, whether it is Han Shuhui or Mo Shaoying, they all know that this must be unpredictable.

But despite the military orders, even though Han Shuhui begged so much, General Mo had to reluctantly turn around and go to the battlefield.

This also created the scene of the Hongling Tomb in the city sending the soldiers to the battle.

Thinking of this, a look of worry suddenly appeared on Han Shuhui's soft and pretty face.

"I don't know Mo Lang he... There were no injuries. "

Oh, madam, instead of chattering here, you might as well go with the little one and wait for the general at the city gate." Hearing

this, Han Shuhui reached out and scratched the bridge of the little girl's nose, then picked up the yarn lamp on the dresser, and chuckled:

"People are big ghosts, let's go!"

After a while, Han Shuhui and the little maid held the yarn lantern together and climbed the city wall of the Daimyo's Mansion.

The bleak cold wind hit her, but it didn't make her feel the slightest cold.

At this moment, Han Shuhui is looking forward to it, waiting for General Mo's triumph with joy.

As the night deepened, the hazy fog grew thicker.

At this moment,

the

neighing of a war horse suddenly broke the deathly silence outside the Daimyo's Mansion ——!!!.

This was followed by the sound of rain-down horses' hooves hitting the ground.

At this moment, Han Shuhui's pupils constricted, as if she had seen the majestic posture of General Mo riding a white horse with a horizontal knife wrapped around his waist in the vast mist.

Even the little maid on the side excitedly grabbed Han Shuhui's arm and stretched out her finger to point to the smoke in the distance.

"Madam, listen, it's the cry of General Mo's red-blooded horse, General Mo and they are back!"

However, Han Shuhui did not respond to the little maid beside her in a hurry.

At this moment, she was still looking nervously at the distant place in the fog, where a figure seemed to appear.

After a short time, the war horses were on the verge of the city, and thousands of old horses all returned with blood.

But on horseback... Seeing

this scene, Han Shuhui's pupils instantly dilated, and a strong sense of depression surged into the chest of the woman to be married!

Looking at the red cloak on the horse's back and the little snowflakes gradually falling overhead, Han Shuhui already knew everything.

"I was waiting for the return of the king with red makeup, how did I expect the white clothes to lead you back?" After a while, the woman muttered softly, and then reached out and unbuttoned the red makeup on the body, revealing the obscene clothes like a vegetarian under the wedding dress.

Drops of crystal tears emerged from the corners of Han Shuhui's eyes, and finally dripped down her fair cheeks on the cold city wall made of bricks...

......

After that, without Han Shuhui saying it, Chen Feng would have been able to guess it.

Knowing that her husband died on the battlefield, Han Shuhui became ill with lovesickness, so when she was young, she cut her wrists and died under the red beans planted with Mo Shaoying.

It's just that who would have thought that creation makes people, in this world where the Heavenly Dao is distorted, Han Shuhui not only did not die, but was reincarnated as a Yuan Ghost-level Red Bean Ghost who retained his spiritual wisdom and continued to live in this world.

And her only wish is only to see Mo Shaoying again in her lifetime.

"The old horse knows that the passerby has not returned, and the wedding dress has not been made into a plain tailor. The white silk rose with the wind, and the soul of the boy of the Song family returned. Unconsciously, Chen Feng suddenly blurted out such a poem.

Yes, since ancient times, every war, big and small, has not been able to avoid the end of 'the strong man is gone'.

As the saying goes, "Drunk and lying in the shopping mall, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times." "

In the previous life, in the China where Chen Feng is located, there are countless people's soldiers who are called 'the loveliest people', in order to protect the great rivers and mountains that their ancestors have fought down, at the best age, they dedicated their youth and blood to the motherland and the people.

And in this life of Great Xia, there are also countless ghost warriors, in the dark side of each city and the border of Great Xia, with their own lives, for the people of Great Xia behind them, to guard a pure land.

Facts have proved that no matter when, where, or under any circumstances, the most unlikely thing that our Chinese nation lacks is enthusiastic young people who have ability, soul, faith, and responsibility.

It is precisely because of the succession of these young people that there are great achievements in Huaxia and Great Xia, which have not fallen for thousands of years.

They... They are all heroes of this country!

Thinking of this, Chen Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.

After learning about Han Shuhui's life experience, Chen Feng could no longer mention the slightest murderous intent for the female ghost in front of him.

Even, he also gave birth to the idea of helping this female ghost get rid of the surveillance of the ghost descendants.

After all....

Han Shuhui's husband has already sacrificed his life to protect the people of Great Xia.

He must not do anything that makes the martyrs bleed and cry.

What's more, Han Shuhui has spiritual intelligence, and she has never harmed anyone since she was reincarnated into a ghost.

However, the

next moment-

" [Honkai Movement]!"

Just as Chen Feng was thinking about how to help Han Shuhui and get out of the sight of the ghost descendant, a gentle young male voice suddenly echoed in the sky above Villa 17.

Immediately afterward, a melodious, calm and tactful, yet passionate piano sound slammed into the building of Villa 17! A

strong sonic attack, in the blink of an eye, caused countless finger-thick cracks to vibrate on the walls of the villa!

Seeing this, Han Shuhui hurriedly got up and took Chen Feng's wrist, "It should be a helper found by your teammates, I'll take you out of here first."

Hearing this, Chen Feng glanced up at the cobweb-like ceiling above his head, and then nodded.

The next moment, the figures of Chen Feng and Han Shuhui flashed and appeared outside Villa 17.

The moment he left the villa, Chen Feng raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

But when he saw the appearance of the comer, he was stunned on the spot.