Chapter 151 National Anthem Strategy
A group of old men talked about each other, some wanted to fight the tunnel, some wanted to fight the Taierzhuang bloodily, and some wanted to fight the south and north.
The most misleading movie of Mao Liuye is actually going to use a big knife to chop the Japanese on the head.
Seeing the arguments endlessly, Chen Hao set his tone.
Let’s let…the Tangshan earthquake.
Mom, I'm here to help you to relieve the problem. I'm here to move these resentful inspirations. You all put some fighting and killing. Is this a relief? Is this a stimulation?
Seeing Chen Hao make the decision, a group of old men had to give up, but they were discussing privately what to do later. The resentful spirit needs to be relieved. Then you also need to know the spirit of dedication to the country. Look at those ancestors, sacrifice their heads and shed their blood, and never regret it. If you don’t feel moved, there is no need to save them.
In addition to the movie, Chen Hao also saw the audio and some musical instruments and playing equipment. He opened it and looked at it. He was very satisfied. Many of the songs in it were positive and classic old songs that could touch people's hearts.
After the arrangement was made, I had a simple meal and it was evening.
The moon emerges, and the mountains are silent.
The old men who were originally busy also became quiet and looked a little nervous.
Chen Hao silently observed the valley.
When the sun set, he saw with his Yin-Yang eyes the resentful aura of evil that appeared in the remaining ruins, gradually gathering, and then spreading the entire valley, forming a strange aura.
This aura contains the obsession of the entire ghost village. It is lurking and cannot be revealed. Once it breaks out, it will be a terrible evil spirit.
It seems that so many people came from outside the valley, which attracted the attention of the vengeful spirits. One by one, obsession appeared at the entrance of the valley, paying attention to the movement outside.
Chen Hao looked at the statue of Emperor Zhenwu again. After sensing the power of incense also floated, he smiled and then reached out to point it lightly.
Dangdangdangdang…
A sudden sound rang out of the quiet valley and spread around. Not only did the resentful spirits frighten, but even the old men, the black cat, the rooster and the little fox were shocked.
However, after reacting, after hearing the familiar rhythm, the old men suddenly turned solemn, and they grabbed the big swords one by one, raised their heads and chests, and their eyes became hot and moist.
Soon, the song rang.
"Get up, people who do not want to be slaves will build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall,..."
The songs of passionate and deep feelings filled the stomach and filled the stomach and made the cold of the quiet night disappear without a trace. An invisible warmth power was conveyed in the hearts of the old men, making their hands holding the big knife swell and tremble continuously.
Chen Hao also felt hot and excited, but he was still paying more attention to the peeping spirits in the valley.
My great China suffered several disasters, and was reborn from the fire and stood proudly in the world. This song is our unyielding, our rise, and our voice to prove ourselves.
Anyone who hears the song is not proud of it, proud of it, and moved by it.
Although the grudges in the ghost village died before the founding of New China, they can definitely feel the sound of crying from the bottom of their hearts as part of China.
Sure enough, Chen Hao saw resentful spirits appearing, surrounding them, listening to the song silently.
They all looked calm and had bright eyes, and then... Damn, this is unscientific, why did your resentment become more condensed! How did you feel moved?
Chen Hao was startled, quickly turned off the music and looked at the valley speechlessly.
The old men who were so excited that they were dissatisfied with the fact that they stared at Chen Hao, unhappy about his blasphemy of the national anthem.
Chen Hao was amused and crying, and said to Shangu Nu Nu, "Old man, it seems that the national anthem is not working for these resentful spirits."
The old men then reacted, looked at the valley, and then were stunned collectively.
So many... ghosts!
It is dense, old and young, men and women, and there are no fewer than fifty or sixty.
Well, no, they are not moved by the national anthem? Do you want to rebel or what? Even if you are a resentful spirit, you are also a resentful spirit of China and a member of China. Are you not moved by our national anthem? What about your conscience? It was eaten by a dog.
The old men were full of annoyance.
"Master, the little song just now is very interesting, why don't you put it?" The old man in the long gown emerged from the resentful spirit and spoke in a gloomy tone.
Chen Hao was about to speak, and Master Mao Liu couldn't help it and opened his mouth and roared: "What are you talking about? A little song? This is the national anthem of our Great China, a sacred song composed with flesh and blood. How dare you say it is a little song? I've killed you alive."
After saying that, Master Mao Liu raised his sword and rushed over.
Chen Hao was shocked and hurriedly said, "Master, don't be impulsive."
However, Master Mao Liu was not slow in his movements. He rushed to the resentful spirit at the entrance of the valley after a few sprints. He raised his big sword and slashed it hard.
The old man in the long gown smiled grimly and let Mr. Mao Liu chop on his body, but it was like chopping the air.
"I've chopped me alive? Look, is that true?" said the old man in long robe, and half of his head slid off his head and fell to the ground.
The old man with a long robe with half of his head was still talking: "That was the bandits who cut me to death back then. Do you want to cut me to death?"
Master Mao Liu took a breath and suddenly reacted.
Damn, I forgot that the big knife could not cut the ghost, now it's over.
But he was about to retreat, but he found that his body could not move anymore. He looked down and saw two children, seven or eight years old, pale-faced children hugged his legs and raised their heads to reveal a seemingly innocent but full of cold smile.
Then, four or five resentful spirits surrounded Mao Liuye, with an excited and cruel expression on his face.
"Please accompany us, accompany us."
The resentful spirits made an urgent and crazy murmur, and reached out to catch Master Mao Liu.
At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and the sacred power burst out. The next moment, the resentful spirits surrounding Mao Liuye disappeared without a trace.
However, Chen Hao saw that the situation was wrong, and directly blessed a magic light to the statue of Emperor Zhenwu again. The range of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu was pushed forward several meters again, and the resentful spirits were just defeated by the power of the Emperor.
Although Master Mao Liu was shocked, he was not panicked. After feeling that he could move, he jumped backwards and then rolled a few times to escape from the enveloping range of the evil spirit.
"Die, you all deserve to die, you all want to die!"
The defeated resentful spirit actually emerged elsewhere, looking at Mao Liuye who was out of danger with resentment and venting a vicious curse.
My mother almost got rid of her braids.
Master Mao Liu was scared and was still in shock.
"Lao Liu, are you okay?" The other old men hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
Chapter completed!