Four-year-old milk bag: Kick away the villain brother

The excitement on Master Huang's face was chapped inch by inch, and when he finally raised his head, there was only disbelief left.

He saw that Xiao Tuanzi, whom he had always thought to be a burden, was holding the hand of Mr. Yin Escort affectionately at this moment, as if he had known someone for a long time.

Master Huang looked at the people around him, and saw that their faces were also full of shock, as if his jaw would fall off in a second.

Master Huang swallowed, quickly recovered his expression, and then secretly patted his chest. Fortunately, he is not the most embarrassing.

Xiaotuanzi walked over leading Huaping, followed by a lot of errands, the only difference was that Huaping's attire was exactly the legendary attire of black and white impermanence.

Master Huang couldn't help swallowing again, this little milk baby actually invited Mr. Wuchang over?Who is she?Where did the teacher come from?Why are you so familiar with Master Yin Cha?

While thinking, Xiaotuanzi had already pulled Huaping to Zuo Zhe, and raised his head excitedly: "Little uncle, this is sister Huaping!"

"And me, my name is Changsheng." A head suddenly popped out from behind the painting screen and blinked at Zuo Zhe.

Zuo Zhe: "..." Wasn't that ghostly messenger winking at him just now?

Xiaotuanzi nodded, just about to speak.Then I heard Chang Sheng's exaggerated tone: "Your Highness, you don't know how much I miss you these days in the underworld!"

After hearing this, Xiaotuanzi nodded movedly: "Really? Brother Changsheng, do you miss Yiyi very much?"

Changsheng nodded very solemnly, and then the bewitching ghost silently rolled his eyes inside Peggy Pig, pretending, you just keep pretending.

Unexpectedly, green tea is also abundant in Yinsha.

Huaping looked at the surrounding mist, and his expression became a bit more solemn: "Your Highness, it is not too late. We need your help today, so that it is possible to bring these dead souls back to the underworld."

Xiaotuanzi nodded heavily, and seeing Xiaotuanzi's answer, Huaping frowned slightly, waved the mourning stick in his hand, and shouted sharply: "Scatter for me!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding fog quickly dissipated towards the surroundings as if alive.And after they dispersed completely, Master Huang and his group almost collapsed on the ground without being frightened.

I saw that all around them were densely packed with ghosts.And those ghosts are even more strangely dressed, and many of them are even wearing military uniforms.

At this moment, the military uniforms on them were already worn out, and almost all of them were covered in blood.There are even a few ghosts who have long lost their arms or legs.

Huaping's eyes sank, she seemed to know where these ghosts came from!And Xiaotuanzi was holding the hand of the painting screen, and also stared at the ghosts around him with vigilance, but at this moment, Xiaotuanzi's small face was a little more determined.

It was exactly what she thought.These ghosts are probably the souls of those who died in battle many years ago.

There were too many dead souls who died in the battle, and the whole underworld was full of ghosts. Many ghosts were wandering outside, unable to find their way home.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a kind of tragic silence, and Huaping finally understood why these ghosts had both soaring resentment and great merit.

They used to be warriors who defended their home and country, and then they poured their blood on this land.However, after death, he was forgotten by this world, and numerous bones were buried under the loess.

Like the loyal souls of martyrs, they are hidden in the wailing of the years.

It was not until the past few months that the remains of this group of dead souls were seen again, and their souls reappeared in the world.

Xiaotuanzi let go of Huaping's hand and took two steps towards the dead souls.Huaping Changsheng and Zuo Zhe moved their mouths at the same time, but they didn't say a word.

"Hey, little baby, don't go any further! The front is the front line, it's not where you should stay! Go home quickly!" A dead soul stood the weapon in his hand on the ground, and his mouth seemed to be With a cigarette in his mouth, he spoke to Xiaotuanzi.

"To Sarah, little boy, come here to play again when the uncles win this battle!" another ghost said cheerfully to Xiaotuanzi.

"This is the land of the country of Hua, why don't our children from the country of Hua be allowed to play here? It's all the fault of those bastards. I'll have to beat them out sooner or later!"

"Hey! When this battle is won, our dolls can play wherever they want!"

Then the ghosts looked at each other and burst out into a burst of intense laughter.

Xiaotuanzi felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. She had already walked in front of those ghosts, and then stretched out her hand to the ghost with a cigarette, but there were tears in her eyes: "Uncle, we won."

The ghost was stunned, looked at Xiaotuanzi in front of him and said, "Baby, you can't talk nonsense! Uncles still have a tough battle to fight tomorrow, and when we win, we will win."

Xiaotuanzi lowered his eyes, took the hand of the dead soul, and tried hard to wipe away the blood from its injury. The moment he lowered his eyes, tears fell down inexplicably.

The ghost was obviously panicked: "Baby, you don't want to cry! Manly man, we all bleed but not cry!"

Xiaotuanzi raised his head and smiled at the dead soul, but his tone was exceptionally firm: "Uncle, I'm not crying, our battle has really been won."

"I'm here to take you home."

go home?The smoke in the dead soul's mouth fell to the ground with a thud, and then disappeared in an instant.

Almost all the ghosts looked at each other in dismay. The word home was really too heavy for them.

How long have they not been home?One year, two years, or many, many years?Many of them are even homeless.

Suddenly, a burst of strange and familiar memories rushed into my mind.In a trance, they seemed to see the continuous artillery fire again.

The corpses and blood all over the place.The country's hatred and family hatred were mixed together, and the blood was poured on this strange land.

"Waisha, is our brother dead?" the smoking ghost asked uncertainly, and Xiaotuanzi looked at him, not knowing how to answer.

But the ghost laughed heartily: "Brothers, we signed a death certificate before we came out, and now we are dying on this yellow land. No matter how you say that, it's a well-deserved death!"

The rest of the ghosts seemed to be inspired, and said in unison: "Death deserves it! Death deserves it!"

After laughing, the ghost tremblingly took out a small book from his arms, and handed it to Xiaotuanzi cautiously: "Little baby, I see that your bones are amazing. You must not be a mortal. This book contains the records of all our brothers." name and home address."

"I have never begged anyone in my life, baby, can you take this book with you? If any of these brothers is still alive, you can send a message to the family, just say don't let them wait, We all sacrificed our lives for our country!"