Chapter 246: The distant mountain

So after receiving the order to shoot, the soldiers also pulled the triggers in a row out of self-protection, and the gunfire pierced the air like raindrops.

The sparks generated by the friction between bullets and air splashed away, hitting the black heads inside the black fog.

Bang bang bang bang...

The head was very crisp, and the bullets shot in and immediately turned into pieces and splashed.

But it didn't take long to fall apart. Soon, the broken head fragments would immediately recover and stick together, without any strangeness.

"Stop it, stop it." The money sword in Yin Hui's hand released a beam of light to the black fog, and then loudly stopped the gun bullets of those people.

The soldiers couldn't help but stop and looked back at Yin Hui, not understanding what he meant.

"Don't shoot, your guns will not cause any harm to them, and may even alert them." He dissuaded the soldiers.

Jingtie also shouted: "Stop, stop shooting, listen to Yin Hui's orders."

In a word, the soldiers stopped shooting in their hands and looked at the skeletons floating in the air in front of them with some fear.

"Gagaha, ghagaha." The smile was so harsh that more than a dozen soldiers at the scene couldn't stand the sound wave of mocking smiles, and they started to vomit on the spot.

"Who are you and why are you doing this here?" Yin Hui said a series of words at a talisman, and then threw the talisman into the black fog skeleton.

Soon, the yellow talisman started to burn, and it was burned out at the moment it entered the black fog and turned into paper ashes.

Bang, the yellow talisman had just shot into the black fog, and another yellow talisman ejected from it, and a whoosh sounded like a sharp arrow, shooting towards Yin Hun.

He stretched out his hand and steadily grabbed the talisman that ejected out.

After looking at the yellow talisman, a smile appeared on Yin Hui's face, he nodded slightly, then took out a talisman and quickly said a series of words: "Don't worry, if you can help me summon souls, you will definitely be saved for you later."

After saying that, the yellow talisman was thrown into the black fog by him again.

Soon, the talisman turned into ashes again and was swallowed by black fog.

"Gaga, ghaga, ghaga." The black mist let out a rattle laugh again, and quickly dispersed, and disappeared in less than half a quarter of an hour.

"Thorns, let these soldiers get out of here, don't gather here, their yang energy is very strong, and ghosts dare not come up." Yin Hui let out a long sigh, left the seat, and walked straight towards Thorns.

Brambledhidragon, who was shocked by the wonderful scene just now, looked at Yin Hui stupidly. She suddenly realized what she liked Yin Hui, which was the serious look he was pretending to be a ghost.

"Thorns, let all these soldiers retreat, which will have a great impact on my soul-summoning ceremony." Seeing that the other party did not react at all, he shouted again.

"Boss, Boss, what are you doing?" Lao Mao also discovered this problem and poked her back hard.

The thorn was attacked behind it, and instinctively turned around and captured Lao Mao with a backhand.

But when he heard the familiar screams of Mao, he glanced brightly and realized that it was Mao who was greeting him.

"Boss, Yin Hui calls you again, Yin Hui is calling you to withdraw the army." Old Mao, who looked aggrieved, begging for mercy repeatedly and expressed his purpose of greeting her.

Jingtie suddenly realized it. Looking at Yin Hui who was walking beside him, he felt a little embarrassed and a blush appeared on his cheeks.

This strange scene stunned Lao Mao. He had never seen the strong woman Thorns so shyly in front of a man, even red cheeks.

Yin Hui was also a little stunned. He probably didn't expect that Thorns would make women like this.

"What did you say just now?" Jingtie seemed to notice the tiny details and asked quickly.

"You can withdraw all these soldiers. You have broken the plan here." Yin Hui looked at the soldiers and said.

"I'm afraid that our large-scale operation will attract the attention of local gangs. Besides, the incredible group once hit hard on local gangs here. If the army is withdrawn, those gangs are likely to come to cause trouble." Jingtie expressed his thoughts.

"It's okay, evacuate it. Even if there are gangs coming to make trouble, I have a way to deal with them." Yin Hui said with promise.

"Okay, then do it like this." Jingtie nodded, had to compromise, whistle, attracting the attention of the soldiers: "You all return to the team, you don't need you here."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Chinese army immediately loosened and two people walked out, who seemed to be the captain, shouted a series of slogans and ordered the group of people to get on the military truck.

When the soldiers saw the strange black fog, they wanted to abandon their armor and drag their soldiers away, but they didn't dare to leave due to orders. Now the order is revoked, and it is a fool who doesn't leave.

In less than three minutes, dozens of soldiers disappeared without a trace.

Yin Hui nodded with satisfaction, walked back to the Eight Immortals table, grabbed the money sword and swayed randomly in his hand, and the sword light and sword shadows rage everywhere.

Soon, the black mist gathered together again, and black heads appeared one by one, thick and gloomy, with fangs and claws.

"Have you found anything?" Yin Hui said something to the talisman and then shot the talisman into the black mist.

"Is it a Japanese named Yuiyuba?" The black fog actually roared out such a miserable chestnut woman's voice.

He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party could speak people's words.

"Yes, it's him." He hurriedly said.

"The mountain is far away... Hahahaha, it's really a narrow road for enemies. The enemy who killed us actually walked into our territory by himself. It's so clear that God has eyes, hahahaha." The female ghost's shrill voice went up into the sky, horrifying.

"What does it mean...what enemy..." Yin Hui felt his head slammed.

The two groups of Jingthorn and Conan Doyle were not much better. They were shocked by the sharp ghost sounds, and their blood was rolling, and their eyes were filled with stars.

The sound is too deep, and entering the body will inevitably destroy the balance of the body.

"During the Anti-Japanese War, we were active on the battlefield as a female assault squad and fought against the Japanese army. But later we fell into the treacherous plan of the mountainside and fell into his hands. Hahahaha, do you know how he dealt with us?"

The group of female ghosts actually started crying miserably, feeling extremely resentful and trembling from their hearts.

"You mean... are you dying at the hands of the far side of the mountain?" Yin Hui was also a little frightened. If this is the case, things would be in trouble.

The female ghost group is too resentful. If you insist on doing your own thing, you may not be their opponent.

What should I do now?

"Yes, we just died in his hands." The miserable ghost voice cried, and with the accompaniment of the wind, it sounded even more creepy.

"He captured us alive and sent us to an army of 20,000 people to serve as a ### until he tortured us to death... haha... tortured us to death..." At this moment, the voice was full of hatred, the voice seemed to be filled with blood clots, and the voice was trembling constantly.

"What..." Yin Hui's mind was in a mess. These female ghosts were wronged and cautious, and there were many people. They were no match for them at all. It was not easy to steal the distant souls by the mountain.

"Ah Sarare...Ah Sarare..." A Japanese bird song suddenly came from the middle of the female ghost, extremely miserable, as if asking for help.

If you think about it, you will know that the owner of the sound is far away from the mountain.

"I tell you, Shanbian Youyuan came to China this time to apologize. You give him to me and let him confess his crimes. If you are justified, how about you?" Yin Hui knew that he was so hard that he was ready to be soft.

"Gaga, ghaga, go, we won't return the distant souls by the mountain. Even if I agree, my sisters and sisters will not agree."

"Gaga, gaga, gaga." More women's screams came in a mess, very horrifying.

"Okay, if you insist on doing it alone, I won't be polite. If you can disperse a soul, you will disperse a soul. Today, we will take back the distant souls by the mountain no matter what. Master Bird and Bird, Taoist nun, Conan Doyle, go ahead." Yin Hui glanced at Conan Doyle and others casually, and found that they had already entered a state of fighting. The black gun barrel in his hand pointed directly at the group of ghosts opposite.

"You must know that the ghosts who died in the distant hands of Youyou on the mountain are not just you. In order to make more compatriots feel the wronged souls of our compatriots clear, we must rob the ghosts of Youyou on the mountain and let him confess more crimes. Now Japanese textbooks are arbitrarily tamper with history, saying that invasion of China is actually for peace. We must collect enough evidence to overthrow Japan's disrespectful act of history. If it cannot be overturned, then how can the millions of dead souls in China bear their feelings... As Chinese, how can we bear our feelings..."

Yin Hui's voice trembled when he spoke of the emotional part, and even squeezed out two lines of tears.

Even Jingtie was a little stupid. Although she understood that what Yin Hui said was fake, his magnetic voice was very powerful, and she was a little moved by him, so she almost applauded.

Lao Mao also looked at Yin Hui stupidly, unable to believe it: "A big charlatan actually cares about the fate of the country so much... What kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of extreme pretentiousness."

"What you said is true?" The female ghost's giggle stopped abruptly and asked this question seriously.

"Hmph, the Japanese invasion of China is unforgivable. The Chinese are trying every means to collect evidence. You are actually embarrassed to do things for the Japanese and help them destroy evidence. Are you... considered Chinese?" Yin Hui seemed to be exaggerated by his emotions. The money sword in his hand slapped on the table, making a sound of slap, warning the female ghost: "To be honest, we have spent a lot of manpower, financial and material resources to make the mountainside plead guilty. If you beat his soul to the point of revenge, then I can tell you clearly that the success rate of this crime collection operation will drop by 50 percentage points."

"So serious?" The female ghost was actually deceived by Yin Hui's lies and asked with some concern.

"Yes, can you lie to you?" A smile appeared on the corner of Yin Hui's mouth, and the other party seemed to have fallen into the trap.

"Okay, I'll believe you once." The ghosts seemed to discuss it and finally replied: "We can return the distant souls by the mountain to you for the time being, but in the future you must use his soul to pay tribute to us, otherwise we will never spare you."

"Don't worry, I will definitely use his soul to pay tribute to your souls. Everyone, rest in peace." After saying that, he sprinkled a lot of money from the underworld.

The yellow ghost coins flew out in the sky like a controlled small plane and finally got into the black fog composed of the group of female ghosts.
Chapter completed!