Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Zhou Leng and the others stared at those gray-faced souls, watching them walking in this hazy, boundless space, and she thought silently.

Wang Keshan said in a hoarse voice:

"Look at Lao Chen. Doesn't he look like he didn't fight the Japanese? After the incident, the Northeast Army was dispersed and they became a ragtag army integrated into various units. Who would consider an army that once trapped them as their confidant? They were cannon fodder, the garrison troops covering their own retreat. They had to be self-sufficient in their weapons and equipment. In Jiashan, there were only more than 200 people left in their two divisions. Three regiment commanders died, and one-third of the battalion commanders died. How could they not fight the Japanese! It's just... it's just that the history books are too small..."

Tiesi lowered his head in shame and said softly: "I'm sorry, I...I know too little."

Wang Keshan didn't look at him, but sighed after a while and said:

"Too many people in this world don't personally investigate and explore the truth, and only habitually criticize in their own cognition. But I don't think Lao Chen would care, and neither would the soldiers who sacrificed their lives. They just need to be worthy of the uniforms they wear and their comrades behind them. I'm just sighing, not blaming you."

Tiesi turned his gaze to Lao Chen. There were tears in his eyes, but he stopped talking.

Zhou Leng listened to their conversation, her eyes looking around at the souls in the picture. They were dressed in different clothes, both men and women. They should return to their hometowns instead of being puppets here.

Tiechui thought of something, and she looked at Zhou Leng hopefully, wanting to say something.

After Zhou Leng raised his hand, everyone went back to the hotel room. Seeing the familiar faces, they all looked reluctant and felt uncomfortable.

"You can't stay in the picture for too long. It will affect the state of your soul. If you have anything to say, please speak up."

Tiechui looked at Zhou Leng with an almost pleading look and said, "Seniors, can they be saved? Are they just trapped inside and become... controlled evil spirits?"

Several people looked at Zhou Leng, waiting for a good answer from him.

Zhou Leng stared at the picture for a long time before saying:

"I came too late. If their souls were absorbed into the painting within seven days, I could still deal with it. Now I can only wait for a great opportunity to resolve it. The most important point is that their souls are filled with evil spirits. Apart from this painting, they have nowhere to live now."

After hearing this, everyone lowered their heads in frustration.

***

Two days later, four instruments of faith were escorted to the hotel. The instruments were contained in four wooden brocade boxes, which were sealed by powerful magicians with magic. Special hand gestures were required to open them.

The magic weapon was escorted by two women. They had no expression on their faces and did not introduce themselves. They just stayed close to the magic weapon.

The two women opened the brocade boxes one by one, and the four instruments were a Bodhi root, a national emblem, a portrait, and a bronze sword.

Zhou Leng checked them one by one and put the brocade box back. She said, "You all should get ready and have a good rest. We have three days to prepare, and the other party must be prepared as well."

Several people nodded solemnly, and everyone left Zhou Leng's room one after another. The two women also put away their magic weapons and left, but Wang Keshan stayed.

"Can you save Lao Chen?"

This was the answer Wang Keshan asked again after hesitating for a while. Zhou Leng had clearly said before that it would require a great opportunity, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"I'll do my best. Don't worry. There will always be a way."

"I...I just wanted to save him so badly."

"I know, don't worry, I'll do my best."

Wang Keshan looked at Zhou Leng with complicated eyes. He hesitated and asked, "Zhou Leng, are you...are you really the immortal that Xiao Songzi exchanged for?"

"I'm not a deity, but I was indeed exchanged by Xiao Songzi. He originally just wanted to show you the prosperity of today, and he probably didn't expect the current situation. But don't worry, I will protect you. This is what Xiao Songzi exchanged for with his precious soul. As for saving Lao Chen and the others, it has nothing to do with other things. People like this deserve to be saved, and I will find a way."

"Yes, people like this deserve to be saved. Thank you."

"Take good care of the magic weapon that Lu Zhenjun gave you. I have already told you the method. Only if you protect yourself can I help them."

"know."

Wang Keshan returned to his room and looked at the magic weapon in his hand with his thoughts flying. He thought of his former comrades, Xiaosong, Lao Chen, and his relatives whom he had never seen again. Finally, he thought of Zhou Leng. He was only in his twenties when he died. Although Zhou Leng always claimed to have been dead for many years and acted like an old man, her appearance had always been that of a twenty-year-old.

Humans are emotional animals, and if the other person is an outstanding person, it is hard not to have other feelings for you over such a long period of time. It may not necessarily be love that lasts until death, but it may be a kind of dependence, a kind of attention that arises secretly.

Various figures were interweaving in Wang Keshan's mind, and all kinds of emotions were clamoring. He shook his head to make himself sober. The most urgent task now was to improve his strength.

*****

When the group arrived at the park gate again, the park gate was closed, and a sign at the gate said that it was closed for the day. As soon as they arrived at the gate, someone came out from the corner and said:

"You guys are here?"

There was actually a familiar enthusiasm in the tone.

"We are here to return something, but we have to see the real owner first."

After that person nodded, he led everyone towards the temple. Along the way, everyone was on guard against possible attacks, but everything was safe and sound until they entered the temple.

Several people stood in front of the old man who blocked their departure three days ago, while the old man stood at the entrance of the temple where they had stood three days ago.

Both sides knew that the other side was prepared, so there was no need for any harsh words.

The other party didn't care about the four magic weapons floating beside Zhou Leng, and didn't surprise them when a few men in white suddenly appeared and surrounded them.

The battle was about to break out. Several people dealt with the attacking men in white. The old man knew that he was no match for Zhou Leng, so he did not move forward but retreated. The men in white were actually delaying time. When the old man retreated to the inner hall, they also retreated and disappeared.

In a moment, the space where everyone was seemed to change.

What they saw was a battlefield filled with smoke and explosions with flames shooting into the sky. They were suddenly at the front line of the war. Several of them stood in their own trenches. They were out of tune with the soldiers around them, but did not attract any attention.

The rumbling of artillery fire exploded before his eyes, and Wang Keshan instinctively shouted, "Get down!" After he said that, he put his arms around Zhou Leng and Lu Zhenjun beside him and lay on the ground.

Everything happened so suddenly, as if they had collectively traveled through time and space and arrived at the battlefield. Beside them were soldiers in military uniforms lying on the ground with weapons in their hands.

Lu Zhenjun asked in a muffled voice: "What's going on?"

"We have entered the illusion of the formation. Don't worry, wait for me to break the formation."

Several people were lying on the ground, but the sound of gunfire and shouts of killing were echoing in their ears, and the scene of blood and flesh flying was happening not far away. Such a real scene made everyone slowly forget that this was an illusion, and they seemed to be becoming part of the warriors.