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There are three types of so-called Yin soldiers borrowing the road;

The first type of Yin soldiers' borrowing means that after the ancient or modern army was defeated, it was caused by its lingering resentment and the weather and geographical environment at that time. The second type of Yin soldiers often appear after a great disaster has killed many people. This kind of Yin soldiers refer to the ghost generals who come to the underworld to capture the souls. The third type is the ghost world war.

"Fuck, the Japs shouldn't have appeared anyway. We lost a lot of people here during the Songhu War of Resistance. If they should show up, it should be our troops or the people who were killed by the Japs."

Su Bai didn't feel too scared. After all, with his experience here, he could maintain a calm attitude when encountering ghosts or other supernatural things, and even had the mood to joke about it.

"The war between the two countries, especially the war involving two huge nations such as China and Japan, is no longer a strangulation of hundreds of thousands of lives, but also a bite of the national destiny of the two countries. In this kind of Under the crushing force of the country's general trend, the millions of undead souls who died in that war could only passively integrate into the general trend, turning into consumption and growth of the national destiny, so this is why so many people died during that period. The reason why few people can turn into ghosts.”

"Is there still this way?" Su Bai smiled, "I have learned a lot."

Su Bai took out a cigarette, lit it, and continued to turn to look at the reflector. The Japanese team was still walking, and there were probably quite a lot of them.

"Then what happened to this group of Japanese soldiers? This is different from what you said before, monk."

"Amitabha, this can only mean one thing." The monk looked at Su Bai with a smile.

Su Bai was no stranger to the monk's smile, he was even very familiar with it. The monk was a very sinister and wealthy man. People who didn't know the monk well thought he was kind to this kind of smile, but Su Bai knew clearly that this was The monk had a calculated excitement in his heart.

"This means that this group of Japanese soldiers did not die in battle, but died of other reasons, and that reason can make them turn into ghosts after death, and can also form the ghost soldiers decades later. "The monk put his hand on the car window, "Su Bai, this is the luck of the poor monk."

Su Bai shook the cigarette ashes and said, "Come on, you are starting to become narcissistic too. I'll pull over and you can get out of the car and follow that team of underworld soldiers."

"Why do you still want this car?" The monk was a little confused.

Obviously, the monk knew about Su Bai's family background. When they were in Jiuzhaigou, Su Bai paid for the expenses all the way. Now Su Bai actually paid so much attention to the Poussin, which surprised the monk.

"Because this car is clean." Su Bai said seriously.

"Okay, I'll get out of the car first." At this time, the red light hadn't passed yet, so the monk opened the car door and walked out, then walked around to the back of the car, probably chasing the Yin soldiers.

Su Bai waited for more than ten seconds, and the red light changed to green. He immediately turned left, and then stopped the car in front of the shop. He didn't care if the shop owner would scold him, so he got out of the car and walked directly through the red light and the sidewalk. Cross the road and come back.

If nothing else, Su Bai was really worried that that wretched, trivial monk would deliberately leave him behind. Not only could the monk do this kind of thing, but he could also do it cunningly, and Su Bai couldn't see those things. Japanese soldiers, if they don't follow the monk, they are like headless flies.

Fortunately, the route that the group of Yin soldiers walked was a bit strange. They were not walking in a straight line, even though there was a crowded square in front of them. They were walking in a curve, because Su Bai saw the monk kept walking in a curve in the square. It looked really good. It seems like a waste of effort.

This is not difficult to understand. Perhaps in the eyes of those Japanese soldiers, what they "saw" was the layout of old Shanghai, not the layout of the current international metropolis. In that era, this place might have been alleys, so They were also walking around inside.

Su Bai was no longer in a hurry and silently lit another cigarette. He had already estimated that the monk would come towards him. Sure enough, two minutes later, the monk came over and walked away from Su Bai without saying a word. past.

Su Bai followed the monk with a cigarette butt in his mouth.

After crossing another street, Su Bai saw the gate of a middle school appearing in front of him.

This middle school is old, and it is one of the best-preserved old-fashioned buildings in Shanghai today, and it is still in use. Today is a weekend, so there are not many students in the school. Except for some students who come to make up classes, it seems quite deserted.

"Su Bai, check the information of this school, specifically the buildings in this school." The monk's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, which was more serious than glaucoma. Obviously, he did not dare to relax at all, and kept capturing it with all his might. The dynamics of the group of Japanese soldiers in front.

Su Bai took out his mobile phone, entered the name of the school, and then entered Baidu Encyclopedia. However, Baidu Encyclopedia was relatively simple and had nothing constructive. Su Bai exited and entered the school's official website. The homepage is a large picture of a university leader visiting the school for inspection. Basically, these useless promotional materials and pictures fill most of the page. This is also what most school official websites in China look like.

After searching and searching, Su Bai finally found a link entrance in a small corner of the homepage. It said "Historical Accumulation of XXX Middle School". After clicking on it, Su Bai saw some old photos and a graphic article. The publication date of the pictures and text was actually five years ago. It was written by an old teacher and introduced the history of the school in detail.

Su Bai looked around and caught the keyword "during the Anti-Japanese War". After scanning the content, Su Bai turned off the phone and patted the monk in front of him on the shoulder:

"This school really had connections with the Japanese in the past. After the Japanese occupied Shanghai, they converted it into a military hospital."

"Military hospital?" The monk frowned, "Do you have more specific information?"

"No, even if you look up the history of this school, you can't find anything, because probably no one is really interested in the specific details of the purpose of this school being used as a military hospital by the Japanese."

"It's impossible for the Yin soldiers to take advantage of the passage without reason. Obviously, there are things in this school that can trigger these Yin soldiers." The monk said solemnly.

"By the way, monk, there is one thing I want to ask you. Can these Yin soldiers hurt anyone?"

"It's impossible, or it's difficult. Yin soldiers are different from ghosts and ghosts. They are in another world, or another time and space. Moreover, they pay more attention to rules than ghosts."

The monk had already entered the campus with Su Bai. The old man at the gate didn't care that Su Bai and the monk walked in. He just looked up and then continued to lower his head and read the newspaper in his hand.

"Where are they going?" Su Bai looked around. At this time, he and the monk had passed through the main building of the teaching building and were already walking towards the playground.

The monk led the way to the playground, then stopped and said, "They are lining up in the playground."

Su Bai stretched out his feet and stepped on the playground, "What's down here?"

"Nine times out of ten." The monk said seriously.

"Didn't they notice it when the school renovated the playground?" Su Bai knelt down and stretched out his hand to look at the fake turf and the surrounding plastic track. "Sure, I guess they didn't notice it. This playground project is quite watery."

"You are studying this major."

"Haha." Su Bai smiled, "I will design a small house for you when I have the opportunity in the future."

The monk thought about it seriously, and then replied seriously: "After the poor monk dies, the relics will definitely be burned and enshrined. Well, the Yin soldiers are starting to prepare to go back."

"Aren't we going to go back the way we came?" Su Bai asked.

The monk shook his head, "No need. Where they come from and where they go are nothing. Only their destination is a truly valuable place."

At this time, the monk also squatted down, then simply lay down, put his ear on the turf and listened.

"Su Bai, can you buy this school?" the monk asked. After asking, the monk seemed to realize something was wrong. He didn't know that Su Bai was dividing and transferring his property. With Su Bai now With his wealth, it is now impossible to control this school. The problem that the monk thinks is that he does not want to wait too long, wait until all formal procedures are completed, and then start digging openly, "No, tonight, we Come dig the playground.”

"Haha." Su Bai laughed twice, "Shall we dig with a shovel?"

"Amitabha, you can drive an excavator over. As long as we take care of the surrounding surveillance in advance, and then the poor monk will arrange a formation in the construction area, basically there won't be a big problem."

"I have less than two days to enter the story world. Monk, do you want me to play with you on the excavator now?"

"It won't take long." The monk looked at Su Bai and said, "This is an opportunity. If the poor monk guessed correctly, there should be a Japanese Onmyoji magic weapon buried here. Aren't you tempted?"

"The magic weapon is not of much use to me. If I get it, I still have to cash it in and give it away." Su Bai was about to leave with some lack of interest.

The monk suddenly showed his solemn face and said seriously: "Su Bai, even if you are not motivated by profit, can't you be moved by the cries of the compatriots who were killed here decades ago?"

"Tch, do you think I'm a hot-blooded angry young man who screams after being teased by you for a few words?" Su Bai continued to walk out of the playground without looking back.

At this time, the monk recited a scripture,

The Buddha's voice is mighty and sheds a radiance that is not noticed by others.

next moment,

From every corner of the playground, from all directions,

There was an extremely sad sound coming from

wailing,

screams,

cry,

Su Bai's footsteps also stopped.