Act a part? Act for what?

Chen Hao was a little confused.

There was a hint of excitement in Mao Liuye's eyes, and he continued: "Think about it, in reality we can't get revenge, but there's nothing we can do if we don't resolve our regrets, so we're thinking about replaying the scene that happened at that time.

But, this time we will change the ending and give the invading bandits a head-on blow, what do you think?"

All the resentful spirits looked at each other, could they still play like this?

Chen Hao was also a little dumbfounded: "Uncle, is this okay? Don't get hurt by the situation and make it self-defeating."

Mr. Mao Liu said: "Why not? All we want is to feel happy. No matter what, you can try it. How will you know if you don't try it?"

Chen Hao thought it made sense, looked at the resentful spirits and said, "What do you say?"

A resentful spirit uncle seemed to be moved and replied: "You can try it. Speaking of which, the old man also wanted to resist at first, but his foot slipped and he missed. It's quite a pity."

"That's right, I'm a man, and I didn't have any weapons at that time, otherwise I would have fought tooth and nail with the bandits." Another resentful man spoke, seeming to be looking forward to it.

Chen Hao: "..."

"Okay, since everyone has no objections, how about a performance?"

As soon as the words were settled, Mr. Mao Liu became excited and took the initiative to run in front of the resentful spirits and started to discuss how to act with a smile.

Soon, everyone was in their places. Under the illusion of resentment, the scene of the once peaceful life appeared again.

The mountain village is still the same, the houses are intact, and the resentful spirits are still alive. Although their lives are not good enough, they are happy with themselves.

When people were unwary, suddenly bandits played by Mao Liuye and others rushed over with big swords in their hands, making strange noises.

The villagers were at a loss and suddenly became a mess.

Rushing forward, Mao Liuye, who was brandishing a big sword, suddenly stopped and said dissatisfied: "I say everyone, you have to get involved in the drama. You are not the lambs to be slaughtered now. You have to unite and resist. Look at what's going on now. You don't have to."

After just a few rushes and kills, you are all dead. What’s the difference from before?”

All the resentful spirits were filled with shame.

Sure enough, my death was not in vain. Now if I try it over again, it is still like this.

"Come on, I didn't get used to it just now, but now I feel a little better." The resentful spirit uncle who was the first to agree to play a part said excitedly.

Mr. Mao Liu nodded and said, "Okay, let's continue."

With that said, Master Mao Liu took his old buddies and turned back together, leaving the resentful spirits to discuss on their own.

Not to mention, even though they didn't pass the first time, the resentful spirits became more motivated. Each of the resentful spirits spoke individually, saying what they were doing at that time and what they would do if they were alert.

Soon, everyone was in their places again.

The resentful spirits began to go about their daily lives, but they all became vigilant.

Suddenly, bandits played by Mao Liuye and other old men rushed over.

Uncle Wraith roared angrily: "There are bandits."

As soon as the words fell, all the resentful spirits suddenly transformed into evil forms without caring about what to do, and each of them erupted with ferocious auras, and their eyes flashed with fierce light.

All the old men stopped suddenly.

"..."

Uncle Wraith looked confused: "What then? What happened again?"

Mr. Mao Liu said angrily: "I said I wanted to get involved in the drama. Do you understand? What we are doing now is how you should resist when you are alive? Look at you, each one of you looks so fierce. There must be bandits at that time.

Seeing you not only scares me to death, but also scares me to death. Who the hell dares to mess with you?"

The resentful spirits: "..."

Looking at each other, it's true that with their current appearance, it would be better if they don't kill anyone. Is there anyone who dares to kill them?

"Forget it, it seems that you don't understand what drama is. Let's watch a section first and then talk about it." Mao Liuye said helplessly, then looked at Chen Hao and said: "Master, why don't we show a section of tunnel battle first and let them learn first?"

study."

Chen Hao, who has been in a state of confusion: "..."

Uncle, you really impress me. You dare to tell me that you are an old man from the mountains who only knows how to play with knives. You know a lot. Are you sure you are not a big shot who has retired from swordsmanship and enjoys a mediocre life?

But seeing the expectant looks in the resentful spirits' eyes, Chen Hao silently began to take action.

A group of opera spirits who don't know how to play have been piqued. What can I, a master, do? I should just work hard and let these grudges and old men who are addicted to opera have a good time.

Soon, the screen cloth was set up, the projector was in place, and then a classic Anti-Japanese War movie slowly appeared.

The vengeful spirits were originally ashamed of their inability to cooperate, but after watching the novel movie, their attention was quickly attracted. Even the little vengeful spirits were clinging to their parents, blinking and looking serious.

The classics of tunnel warfare are irresistible to anyone, especially the various ways in which the common people use their own wisdom to resist the invaders. It is even more memorable and secretly applauding.

A group of resentful ghosts who had never seen such behavior only felt that their eyes had been opened and their narrow thinking had been expanded. Some of the ghosts had already begun to discuss how to deal with it during acting.

When the vengeful spirits were attracted by the movie, the completely isolated vengeful old man and his two vengeful spirit guards looked a bit desolate in the cold wind.

"It's fake, it's all fake. How can stupid people resist the army? It's all fake."

Although he was also watching a movie and couldn't take his eyes off it, the resentful old man had resentment in his mouth.

"Old man, either I am criticizing you, or I am using what you think is a fake method. Our country has defeated the invaders with more advanced weapons and has risen all the way. No one can defeat us. If you despise this movie, you despise me."

The wisdom of countless ancestors in China." Chen Hao said calmly.

The resentful old man: "..."

Chen Hao continued: "But on the other hand, old man, you were already very old when you were alive, so how could you be a corrupt official? Even if you don't suffer any misfortune, how many years do you have left to live? If you get so much money, you can use it yourself.

It’s not over yet? Don’t tell me to leave it to future generations. When you died, you hid in the ravines. If your descendants have already left the money to them, why would you take it with you?”

The resentful old man subconsciously retorted: "Who said I have no descendants? They are just..."

Having said this, the resentful old man came back to his senses, snorted coldly, and said no more.

Chen Hao smiled: "Just what? Is it just because there are corrupt elders like you that you are in trouble? Or is this the reason why you hate the world? Tsk tsk, ask yourself, do you think it is reasonable? What exactly is all this?

Whose fault?”

The resentful old man's expression was extremely complicated.

Chen Haodao: "It's been more than a hundred years, and I don't care who is right or wrong. I don't care about what you did back then. But, even if there are no future generations, old man, you were still mine when you were alive."

A member of China is a member of our nation, and he once pastored a certain area. I hope you can think about it from this perspective. You have walked in the world and been raised by this land for your whole life. What have you given back?

How could you have the heart to do harm to this land again?"

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Here comes the third update. I feel dizzy and confused. I will write it at night and try to pass on another chapter. Dear friends, I have worked hard and I need your support. Come and bully me, Kang Muang Beibi. If you like the system of helping spirits, please
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