The ghost knocking on the door was so loud that he got beaten up by the neighbor!

His eyes were full of respect.

Old man Sun Weiguo laughed at the vicissitudes of life, took the gun and camera, and returned a crisp military salute.

"How can we let him go alone?"

"Labour and management are also people who have killed Japanese devils. Why should we be afraid of these mere brats now!"

He turned straight and took long, generous steps towards the darkness like the maw of an abyss.

"Yingying, grandpa is here! You have to watch carefully, grandpa will teach you how to kill the Japanese!"

The figure of the old man.

He also followed the direction of the little saint just now and disappeared into the darkness.

The soldiers present looked at him sideways, their eyes turning red.

The 30 million viewers in the live broadcast room were even more heartbroken and burst into tears. At the same time, they felt the surging will and belief from the two people.

Everyone has a kind of pride that emerges from somewhere.

Look at that. This is the backbone of Kyushu.

In other countries, when faced with disasters, they are timid and weak, but everyone is rational and gives up easily.

But in Kyushu.

There will always be heroes who know clearly that what lies ahead is an abyss, a valley, a desperate situation, or a doomsday, as long as there are compatriots among them.

You will be generous and bold, and rush in without hesitation.

It is these vigorous warriors one after another who have created the five-thousand-year legacy of Kyushu’s everlasting spark!

"Little saint, old man, you are doing well!"

"Suddenly, I felt that the heroic seniors in the textbook came to life again."

"I used to be rebellious and felt that those texts rigidly emphasized the sacrifices of our ancestors, which was meaningless. Until today's scene, forgive me for breaking down in tears. I beg you to come back well."

The live broadcast room was filled with voices of prayer.

Xiao Tian gathered his mood and shouted loudly: "Everyone else in the special team is here!"

"Guard every inch of land here and never allow the evil spirits to break out of the cemetery!"

"Nancheng is right behind us, there is no way to retreat."

Everyone in the special task force, regardless of rank, burst into a roar that shook the world: "Yes!!!"

And this scene in Nancheng Cemetery.

Through Zhao Ming's live broadcast just now, it reached the eyes of countless people in Nancheng.

Originally, they were the ones who were most concerned about the situation in Nancheng Cemetery during the disaster.

At first, after receiving the notice, everyone was afraid of running away too slowly and being implicated in the disaster.

The mixture of negative emotions such as anger, fear, powerlessness, and sadness led to quarrels and abuses everywhere in the streets and alleys of Nancheng and on buses, and even intensified into fights.

Order is shaky.

And in the scene in front of the cemetery, Xiao Yingying disappeared in the cemetery, and everyone was helpless. They watched a veteran desperately cut off their granddaughter's chance of life. The negative and painful emotions rose to the extreme.

With only a thin line left, all the beliefs and expectations of Nancheng people are on the way to collapse.

It means that order will be completely destroyed.

But.

The little saint appeared regardless of the requests of 30 million people, regardless of all the crises listed by Xiao Tian, ​​and regardless of the old man's flat refusal.

Without hesitation and understatement, he just broke into the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, the old man regained his energy and looked full of fighting spirit, which also gave everyone a big sigh of relief.

There are quarrels everywhere in Nancheng, conflicts everywhere, and impatience everywhere.

At this moment, everything stopped.

Looking at the official big screen, two people risked their lives to plunge into the darkness for the sake of a child with less than half a year to live.

Everyone who was filled with negative emotions and even complained about the official insulting compatriots fell silent.

They are all from Kyushu.

One old and one young, the spirit of this family is so noble.

As for me, after a lifetime of reading and listening to truths, when things came to a head, before I even saw the danger, I broke down despicably, blaming others and causing trouble for the authorities.

Shameful, so fucking disgraceful!

Especially the men who are violent and violent. When they look down at this moment, their wives and children look at them with worried and frightened eyes, like deer being chased with no sense of security.

The sudden shame and endless annoyance rose up in my heart.

Snapped!

A strange scene appeared in every corner of Nancheng.

The men who were in a quarrel and fight all slapped themselves in unison to wake themselves up.

All the hostility and anger in his expression subsided, and he once again showed a friendly smile towards his family and a sincere smile towards his compatriots.

"Sorry brother~¨."

Everyone on the opposite side suddenly looked at each other, smiled, and gave each other a big hug, "It was my fault just now."

Nancheng, which was originally like a powder keg, now regained its calm.

Although the roads are still congested, countless people are waiting to leave the city.

But it was in good order and no one argued or quarreled.

All that was left was to pay full attention to the live broadcast on the screen after Mr. Sun entered the cemetery.

A subtitle was suddenly added to the official live broadcast screen~

From Taishang Laozi's "Tao Te Ching":

"When the great righteousness is lost, there is benevolence and righteousness; when there is wisdom, there is great hypocrisy; when relatives are in discord, there is filial piety and kindness; when the country is in confusion, there are loyal ministers."

…

the other side.

Jiang Yan is already in the cemetery.

It had to be said that he was a little surprised by the resurrection of this super-level ghost.

The strength is indeed strong.

The intensity of the ghost realm is simply not comparable to that of level nine ghosts.

Scorched earth, poisonous air, no sunlight.

All that caught the eye was the bloody ghostly aura.

To some extent, the super-class evil spirit is an existence beyond the knowledge of fate, between the peak of the knowledge of fate and the divine court.

But the curse of each evil spirit is different, and it is difficult to have a clear strength correspondence.

Fortunately.

I made a move in advance, and before the evil spirit revived, I had used the formation to protect Xiao Yingying and the place where the 72 statues were located.

In addition to the divine spell of purifying heaven and earth, the place was not infected by the ghost domain.

Under the spiritual consciousness.

Jiang Yan could see that Xiao Yingying and the heroic souls were still fine.

It was just that Xiao Yingying was a little anxious, and seemed to be very worried about her grandfather. She wanted to run out, but was pulled back by the formation.

She was pouting unhappily, with her hands on her waist, pointing at the talisman that carried the formation and arguing.

"What are you doing! So annoying, can you please stop pulling me!"

"I want to find grandpa! Next time I come to play with you, don't stop me, okay."

"Wuwuwu, you bully people, I want to tell grandpa, let my grandpa scold you!"

I found that it was useless to be fierce for a long time.

The little girl's mouth was flat, and tears as big as beans began to roll down.

"Wuwuwuwu, let me go, it's so dark outside, grandpa will be worried if he can't find Yingying, and grandpa won't be able to sleep."

Jiang Yan smiled.

This little cutie really heals the soul every time he sees her.

However, he really can't take care of this little angel now.

Behind him, Jiang Yan knew without guessing that the old man must have come.

Human will is better than all natural disasters and ghost disasters.

This is also the reason why he had to show up at the gate of the cemetery.