Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

Let's find another time to talk about it later! Looking at Tang Shengzhi, he wanted to deal with the deserter now. Historically, it was because of this Tang that Nanshi fell so quickly. But if he died inexplicably in front of everyone, the other upright officers would be suspected and it would be a bad ending.

The monk can run away, but the temple cannot. Sooner or later, there will be time. Let him be happy for two more days.

After Yiang got home, he closed the doors and windows and even pulled the curtains, so he didn't attract attention. Nowadays, ordinary people hide themselves. If there is someone at home with the doors and windows wide open, it will arouse suspicion.

Yi'ang just made a hand gesture and the gate of hell opened wide. After a few minutes, a man wearing a black tall hat came out. Let's just call him a man!

There was a hat with the words "Peace in the World" written on it, and he was holding handcuffs and shackles. It turned out to be the Black Impermanence Fan Wujiu. He had a fierce face, a broad and fat body, and a dark complexion. Together with the White Impermanence, he was responsible for rewarding the good and punishing the evil, and bewitching souls.

Seeing that it was someone he didn't know, Fan Wujiu roared, "Who dares to open the gate of hell without permission?"

Yiang waved his hand directly. Hei Wuchang saw something and was trembling with fear. "Sir, what do you want?"

"It's just a small matter. No matter if the Japanese pirates died before, now, or in the future, they will not be reincarnated. They will stay in each of the eighteen levels of hell for eight hundred years before being transferred to the next level. Traitors will be sent to the animal realm after a hundred years. Chinese soldiers and civilians will be reincarnated as soon as possible and be reborn into good families in their next lives."

"This..." Hei Wuchang hesitated, "This is against the rules, sir."

"Why, do you need me to ask your King of Hell?"

Hei Wuchang was so frightened when he heard this that cold sweats broke out. Although people in the ghost market don't sweat, he felt that he was sweating all the time. He hurriedly said, "Why bother with so much trouble, sir? I can arrange it myself." He thought to himself, you are a big boss from the ancient world, coming to our small world to cause trouble? I can handle it. I just hope that this big boss will finish his business and leave quickly.

Seeing how frightened Hei Wuchang was, Yiang said nothing more. He found a pair of useful things for Yincha's cultivation from the Spirit Palace and threw them to him, "Here's a reward for you. Do your job well."

Seeing the benefits to be gained, Hei Wuchang pledged to work even harder. A worthless trinket for Yiang was a great opportunity for others. Furthermore, the cultivation of Yincha was inherently slow and arduous, so if they could gain the benefits of cultivation, they would naturally work even harder.

After sending Hei Wuchang away, the small system flickered, feeling full of curiosity, "Host, what did you give him? He seems to like it very much."

"Nothing, just a little gadget that will double his practice."

"What is it? There are very few things that can help Yincha practice, so just tell me."

"It's just a ten-thousand-year-old Yin Pearl, a worthless little thing."

"A ten-thousand-year-old Yin Pearl? A worthless gadget? Host, the formation of a Yin Pearl is very difficult. The Yin Qi must be very clean, without any resentment or blood, just pure Yin Qi, and it's ten-thousand-year-old? You call this a gadget?" The little dumpling was chattering non-stop in shock, flying around in the sea of consciousness.

I don't know where the host got such a good thing, but he actually gave it away so casually. It's hard to find a hundred-year-old one. It must have been contaminated by other things or was discovered and taken away by someone. What use would someone have for it? Of course, it would be used to cultivate the ultimate Yin Kung Fu, which would double the speed of cultivation and greatly increase the success rate.

Seeing the little system's ignorant and distressed look, Yi Ang chose not to tell it that there were still a hundred thousand years left, and ten thousand years left, and the Yang Pearl that was more than a hundred thousand years old, for fear that it would be so excited that it would crash.

After solving the problems after these people died, I happily cooked a meal for myself, thinking of rewarding myself. I had been running around and hadn't eaten properly during this period. However, looking at the dark dish I made in the end, I was helpless. I forgot that I was a kitchen novice. As for why I cooked for myself instead of going out to eat even though I knew I was a kitchen novice, it was because all the restaurants in Nanshi were closed!

After much thought, I decided I couldn't let a deserter go for too long. After all, I wouldn't be staying in Nanshi for long, so it would be best to get rid of him before leaving. This time, thanks to my intervention, no massacre occurred in Nanshi, but other areas were still being attacked by Japanese pirates, and there were also several major wars in history. I had to prepare for them, but I still had a lot of work to do.

Before leaving Nanshi, Yi'ang quietly placed a few restrictions on Tang Shengzhi, forcing him to die in battle, not escape. If he was lucky enough to survive, he'd be lucky. He'd originally considered finishing him off, but then he thought, fear is human nature. In his position, keeping his life alive is more valuable than dying. What if he died, and someone even more afraid of death took over? From then on, he would be Niuhulu Tang, living solely for revenge against the Japanese, fighting for his cause his entire life. How wonderful! It would raise his ambitions.

At the same time, all the military officers who participated in the Nanshi Massacre in history were found and sent to hell, allowing them to reunite with those who had gone there before them. This was another action to accumulate good deeds.

During these years of war, some historical changes were gradually made to minimize casualties among Chinese soldiers and civilians. During this period, they still frequently visited the Japanese pirates' base camps to obtain supplies. Then, in 1939, the Battle of Changshi began, lasting until January 1942. The length of the battle and the brutality of the war were vividly demonstrated.

Yi'ang continued to roam the various Japanese pirate bases, eliminating the Japanese officers. He also destroyed many Japanese laboratories and poisoning plans. For this, the Japanese pirates gave Yi'ang the assassination nickname "Scorpion". Because of his poisonous and defensive skills, Yi'ang was not bad. No one had ever seen him face to face, except for the officers who died.

In August of the 39th year, Yi'ang arrived in Changshi, and the Battle of Changshi began in September of the same year. Yi'ang once again used his unnatural means to reduce Chinese casualties. History is history, and many things that have happened cannot be changed. He had killed many Japanese pirate officers, taken their food and weapons, and greatly reduced their manpower, yet they still insisted on invading China.

This made Yiang a little speechless. Just destroy your island, heaven will not allow it. Just wipe out all of you, hey, you come back again in a few days, like an indestructible cockroach.

Fortunately, this time because of Youang's participation, the Changshi battle did not last that long and was resolved in less than half a month.

As a result, the subsequent Wanshi Incident and other events were quickly resolved. This left the Japanese with no way to attack, allowing China to preserve a large number of troops and civilians. However, the Japanese still surrendered on August 1945, 8. History cannot be changed.