You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Back to light.

Su Chen could tell the old man's condition at a glance.

He walked up to the man and explained in a low voice, then asked him to take out the things he had prepared.

"Let's wait until dark. Who among these people can blow the charge?"

"I!" the man said in a firm voice.

Su Chen looked at him carefully and nodded: "Okay, I'll signal you to blow again later."

Over there, the woman explained the situation to the old man while crying.

"Okay, okay, this is the place I've been dreaming of. If I could die here, I could be buried with the squad leader."

The woman wailed even louder, tears streaming down her face.

"Xiaoying, don't cry. Dad has lived enough these years. All my brothers died on the battlefield, but Dad is the only one who survived. I even gave birth to you and was able to see you get married and have children. That's enough. God has been kind to Dad..."

Seeing this, the man turned slightly and touched the corner of his eye quietly.

Su Chen saw the black energy on the old man's face coiling around him like a python.

But that face was calm and composed.

He pointed at the crack in the rocks and said, "That day, we were here. My legs were tied with planks and gauze, and the squad leader had his arm broken and hanging around his neck. We hid here, not daring to breathe..."

"I had a gun in my hand and heard gunshots outside. I was scared, afraid that the comrades who saved us were gone. But they were really gone. The Japanese footsteps were approaching. I wanted to rush out, but I fell down in two strokes. The squad leader helped me up and then ran out himself."

"I was too timid. Those footsteps tied me up like the rope of the devil, and I couldn't move. When the gun went off, I knew that the rope had also taken the squad leader away..."

The woman heard these words countless times, never getting tired of them.

She straightened the old man's collar and said, "Dad, you're not a coward, you're just powerless."

"Hey, how many years has it been? Fifty years or so?"

The woman nodded. "Yes, you were 19 at the time, and it was your third year in the army."

"Yeah, I was the youngest in our class, and the monitor always kept me close to him, taking care of me and protecting me. In the end, in the end... he even took care of me until his life was taken away!"

The old man's turbid tears fell, he raised his hand with difficulty to wipe them away, and smiled again: "I don't know if the squad leader has been reincarnated after all these years. If he hadn't been reincarnated, I would have been able to see him. I, I feel so sorry for him~"

Apeng quietly moved to Su Chen's side, stretched out his little hands and hugged Su Chen's thighs tightly, his eyes a little red.

In his sight, his grandfather's head had already popped out from his body. There were two grandfathers, one of whom was almost transparent.

It was like this before, and he was very scared.

but now……

Grandpa seems... quite pitiful.

The night gradually spread.

Occasionally, a wisp of gray air drifts through the mountains.

But when he saw someone, he immediately dodged away.

After Su Chen took two steps, the soul could no longer sense him.

He was helpless.

My current level of cultivation is still too shallow.

If the soul really wanted to escape, he would not be able to catch up.

Besides, they are not evil spirits, so they cannot set up a soul-binding formation.

Sighing, Su Chen returned to the rock.

The old man's spirit was gradually declining.

The man walked up to the woman and said a few words. The woman choked for a while, then quickly spread out the food she had brought so that the old man could eat more.

The old man didn't eat much. Seeing this, the man looked at Su Chen. Seeing him nod, he gritted his teeth and took out the trumpet: "Dad, let me blow the charge for you to hear."

The old man was stunned for a moment and forced a smile.

"Okay, okay, I haven't heard that for a long time."

The passionate and powerful trumpet sound quickly spread across the mountains.

It startled a flock of flying birds and also scared away wandering ghosts.

A tree in the valley began to shake violently.

"kill!"

"Kill the devil!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

Su Chen paused and slowly turned sideways.

Sure enough, this is the most useful?

The originally smooth mountain air suddenly became agitated.

It was like throwing a stone into a stream, causing faint ripples.

He held Apeng's little hand and slowly walked to the edge of the valley.

When looking down, the ripples are more obvious.

The charge continues.

The man took a deep breath and blew passionately.

The old man looked excited, his fists clenched, and his eyes were covered with a layer of gray.

He seemed to see something and whispered: "Go, go~"

Seeing this, the woman turned around reluctantly.

She wiped her eyes and realized that Su Chen was walking away. She was stunned for a moment and hurriedly caught up with him.

"Grandmaster?"

"Shh~" Su Chen signaled her not to speak.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill the devils!"

"kill!"

……

An almost mechanical murmur reached my ears.

He turned to the woman and asked, "Did you hear any noise?"

The woman shook her head blankly.

Ah Peng whispered back: "Dad, kill the devils~"

Su Chen patted his little head and said, "Apeng, you stay here with your aunt first. Dad will go downstairs."

"Ah? Master? It's not easy to get down here without a rope..." The woman just spoke when she saw Su Chen put the flashlight in his mouth and slid down nimbly by holding a tree trunk.

His body was a little clumsy at first, but gradually he became more agile, and in a short while, he disappeared.

"Dad~" Apeng was a little panicked. He lay on the ground and looked down, with a cry in his voice.

Su Chen heard the voice and said with a smile: "Apeng, Dad is downstairs, it's okay, he will be up soon!"

After saying that, Su Chen continued to slide down smoothly, and soon he stopped.

This is near the bottom.

The grass and trees on the edge are lush, including pine, cypress, fir, maple and poplar...

Su Chen's gaze fell on the branch of a locust tree.

The stone that caused the ripples is right there.

The cry of "kill" also came from there.

There, there is a faint shadow.

The Sophora japonica tree, also known as the ghost tree, is an extremely yin tree.

It is not surprising that souls are in locust trees.

However, souls are usually at the roots of trees, not in the branches.

Su Chen took two steps, jumped quickly, stretched out his hand, climbed onto the tree branch, pushed hard, and jumped up.

The excited "kill" sound weakened.

Su Chen took out the flashlight from his mouth and shone it on the tree branch. When he saw the corpse trapped in the middle of the locust tree, he sighed slowly.

It turned out that after searching everywhere without success, it was right under my nose.

He had walked past this place with the woman before, but he was paying attention to the ground and didn't look at the tree branches at all, so he overlooked it.

But more importantly...

In the past forty-five years, part of the corpse seemed to have merged with the mulberry tree. Looking at the fused part, Su Chen guessed that the corpse must have fallen from above, broken the branches of the mulberry tree, but then hung on it again. Over time, the mulberry tree gradually healed itself, and the bark slowly wrapped around the corpse. The soul on the corpse was also affected by the mulberry tree, like the aura of grass and trees, and its connection with the mountain aura was almost the same as that of ordinary grass and trees. This was why Su Chen was unaware of it before.

This is...becoming an earthbound spirit.

Therefore, the faint shadow existing in the corpse at this moment is actually green, not the gray of ordinary souls.

Su Chen sighed for a while, quickly got down from the mulberry tree, and climbed up quickly.

The woman heard the commotion below and hurriedly asked, "Master, have you found it?"

"Well, I found it. Carry the old man over here and I'll take him down."

"Oh oh oh, I'll go right away."

The horn stopped.

The ripples in the mountain air gradually disappeared.

The old man's energy and spirit lost their support, and he became completely exhausted.

His fists loosened weakly, his mouth moved a little, but he no longer had the strength to speak. His eyelids became heavier, as if a thousand-pound rock was pressing on them.

The woman walked up to him.

"Dad, we found the old squad leader!"

The old man's eyelids suddenly opened, and bright light shone through the grayness.

"Squad leader!" he murmured silently.