Chapter 171 (1/2)

Immediately, the picture turned again. He Feng looked at him in surprise. He was surprised to find that scattered soldiers were walking through the jungle like scattered defeated soldiers.

Some of them fell down constantly, or were bitten by leeches, or because of hunger, or because of poisonous insects and beasts, or because of malaria here, or because of the cold gun from the devil behind.

In short, there are countless bodies behind them.

In this dense jungle, there was no daylight, and countless soldiers of the troops fell here.

He Feng knew in his heart that the scene here should take place in the primitive jungle of Myanmar, not far from here.

He saw this thing twice in a row. He didn't know what was going on, but he was very confused. He wanted to know the answer, but he couldn't know it.

At this time.

The scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, and nihilistic ghosts appeared in front of him.

The ghosts were in ragged clothes and their hat badges were dim, but the various cloud flag medals hanging on their chest were still shining.

The steel gun in his hand suddenly lit up, and blood remained on the bayonet. They were probably the bones of countless Yan and Huang soldiers who died in that battle.

The soldiers were facing He Feng, their mouths moving constantly, and two words appeared on it, home or home.

When he Feng saw what these two words meant, he only heard countless voices coming home.

There are Sichuan accents, Hubei accents, Hunan accents, Guangxi accents, Yunnan accents, Henan accents, and even northeast accents. In short, the dialects of all places in Yanhuang region reappear here.

All the soldiers kept shouting ”go home”.

He Feng was a little surprised. Immediately, he bowed heavily to the countless loyal souls gathered in front of him and said, ”I'll take you home.”

Then something miraculous happened.

The ghosts that had just spread all over the house disappeared, and the whole house returned to its original state. At this time, he Feng continued to look around, and there was no trace of gloom.

Even, there is no residual smell of ghosts.

In general, the loyal souls of these officers and men are for the country, family and people when they live. When they die, they will not harm these people.

The ghosts disappeared. He Feng put down his heart and didn't continue his cultivation.

But he thought carefully. He thought that these ghosts who died in a foreign country may have taken root and sprouted locally. I'm afraid they can't do without them. Unless they can find all their bones and send them back, they won't be able to bring their souls to the world at all.

Suddenly, he Feng felt a little embarrassed. He didn't know what to do. After all, the bones of more than 100000 soldiers were scattered in the countless jungles and savage mountains on the China Myanmar border. It was almost impossible to find them one by one.

Moreover, the bones of many soldiers have long been integrated with heaven, earth and nature, and can't be found at all.