HCB Chapter 135 Tianfu people, have the backbone! The military song should sing the big knife ring, swea
Chapter 135 Tianfu people, have the backbone! The military song should sing the big knife ring, swea
this moment.
Even many local viewers in Tianfu Prefecture and Tianfu City sensed something was wrong.
Outside the house, on the street, there seemed to be more delivery guys riding motorcycles than usual.
The most important thing is that, at this moment, an entry suddenly appeared on the Internet.
#Tianfu City, takeaway#
under that entry.
There are countless short videos.
The photographer is either the owner of the restaurant or the delivery guy.
The owner of the restaurant, filming the takeaway orders, and his own hot kitchen.
The takeaway brother photographed the streets of Tianfu City.
Thousands of riders, shuttled through the shops, got takeaways, and then gathered together and rushed to the suburbs.
There are too many riders.
In the end, I could see a bright yellow torrent composed of Tuanmei riders...
This scene is too shocking.
Shocked, CCTV used the fastest speed to directly contact the photographers of these short videos, and then cut all the scenes into the live broadcast.
This scene after scene made audiences across the country feel numb.
They saw the fat owner of the Sichuan restaurant, sweating profusely, while putting chili into the food.
The girl who recorded the video next to her spoke worriedly.
"Uncle, do you want to rest for a while?"
The fat boss is holding a wok at the moment. He speaks with an authentic Tianfuzhou accent.
"What are you taking a break??? 35
"I just said a big word, if there is an order coming, they order one and I will send one!
"Men in Tianfu Prefecture must be bloody, have the backbone, and do what they say. Except for the mother-in-law at home, everyone should be afraid..."
"What's more, girl, what if this live broadcast is really real, what if there are dozens of "two to five" starving ghosts waiting to eat? How uncomfortable is it to be hungry! Your brother, When I was a child, I cried a lot when I was hungry, how could so many children starve to death?"
They also saw.
In a milk tea shop.
There are pictures taken by customers who were queuing up to buy milk tea holding their mobile phones.
Several takeaway riders were waiting for milk tea.
After that, the lady in the milk tea shop did not release the ingredients according to the order, but kept adding various things to it.
Taro balls, crushed Oreos, milkshakes, pearls...
Until a good cup of milk tea, it will almost catch up with the Eight Treasures Porridge, and then she seals it up and closes the lid.
The delivery boy who was waiting for the order looked at all this with twitching eyes.
"Crazy... Is there such a thing as extra!"
The lady in charge of making the milk tea pointed to the opposite street.
The street opposite the milk tea shop is the pedestrian street of Tianfu City, and on the big screen of the pedestrian street, the live broadcast of Lin Yan's ghost messenger from Central Television is playing.
Then the girl who made the milk tea rubbed her eyes.
"A lot of them are children. I don't think they have ever had milk tea. I want them to drink milk tea a little bit sweeter for the first time, and then a little bit sweeter. suffering..."
Finally, the national audience sees the picture.
It's a scene shot by a drone and a little brother outside.
The drone photographed countless delivery boys, riding motorcycles, slowly converging on a main street heading to the outskirts of the city.
Countless riders converged into a torrent.
Spectacular and warm.
The picture taken by the delivery boy shows all the riders finally rushing to the deserted street on the outskirts of the city.
Further down the street, there is the rumored haunted burial mound.
The requirement for takeout orders is to put all takeaways here.
So about tens of thousands of takeaway brothers moved the takeaway box, and then piled up the takeaways on the street.
Some delivery guys scratched their heads worriedly.
"This... won't be wasted."
"So much food, what should I do?
But at this moment, a strange gloomy wind blew past.
An old monk came out from the dark end of the street.
All the takeaway guys were startled.
Although they don't have time to watch the live broadcast.
But they, who traveled through the streets every day, always felt that this monk was a little familiar.
Finally, someone patted the helmet and remembered the monk.
"Are you the monk Yingwen in the live broadcast of Lin Yan yesterday?"
"Are you Zhu Yunwen? 35
“The live broadcast of Lin Yan is really a documentary?”
The old monk smiled without saying a word...
In fact, he didn't know how to explain it. He just spoke quietly.
"What you think is true, it is true."
"If you think it's fake, then it's all about the effect of the show."
"But don't worry, everyone, these three million meals will never be wasted. 35
"Monks...don't lie!!!"
Many riders are still hesitant.
But soon, their cell phones began to ring.
"You have a new Tuanmei order, do you accept the order?"
The delivery boys looked at each other, then got on their motorcycles and drove back to the city.
After all, they have to continue running for life.
The old monk has been watching this scene silently.
He didn't turn his head until he was sure that all the delivery boys had left.
Look behind you!
Behind him, Lin Yan and the others were always there, but they were wrapped in ghosts to cover their bodies, and the delivery boys never saw them.
Only monk Yingwen was allowed to show up.
At this moment, the monk Yingwen gave Lin Yan a sad look.
"Why let me go!"
Lin Yan smiled embarrassedly.
"I'll be in trouble if I show up!"
"Zhang Xinyi too."
"If you appear on the stage, it will be more round. Let's say you are our actor!""
At this moment, Zhang Xinyi was still holding her phone.
It's just that her mobile phone is facing those starving ghosts with green eyes.
The girl's expression now looked at Lin Yan with some excitement.
"Mr. Lin Yan..."
"They want to eat."5
Lin Yan took a deep breath at this moment, and then finally spoke loudly.
"Everyone! 35
"You've all smelled it... right!
"Alright... let's start eating!!!"
Those ghosts who starved to death raised their heads one after another, and they rushed to the millions of takeaways on the street without hesitation.
The plastic bag for takeout was torn in an instant.
One by one, the ghosts stuffed all kinds of food into their mouths.
The fragrance of rice and vegetables overflows directly on the street.
Sichuan cuisine, diced spicy chicken, double-cooked pork, boiled pork slices, Mao Xuewang...Jingping cuisine's belly, shabu-shabu, roast duck burritos; Jinling cuisine's dried silk shomai, duck blood vermicelli soup, snacks, pearl milk tea, oyster fried, Pan-fried buns, vegetarian, meat; Suizhou cuisine Tingzai porridge and rice rolls, Liaodong three fresh, pickled cabbage and white meat stewed vermicelli, pot-wrapped meat, slipped meat section
It's the taste of hometown, and it's not quite...
Xie Yingzhi was standing behind Lin Yan, and he suddenly wanted to cry!
But he didn't do that and couldn't do it.
He just spoke quietly.
"Human activities have contributed to the gathering of food, and the separation and reunion of food is also mobilizing the gathering and dispersing of human beings. Westerners call it "destiny" and Daxia people call it "fate"
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"Some things are engraved in the bones of Daxia people, just like the mother tongue is taught, the mother's sense of taste is deeply embedded in the child's memory. This is an unconscious instinct. Once these seeds take root and sprout, no matter how far they go, the familiar taste It will also remind children of the direction of home.”
"This time, maybe they can really rest in peace. 35
At this moment, Xie Yingzhi took a deep breath and bowed to Lin Yan.
"Thank you, the ghost messenger..."
"A feast for these nearly three hundred thousand compatriots! 35
Lin Yan quickly waved his hand.
"Don't worry about it, sir!"
"There is nothing to thank me, the person who should be thanked the most... is no longer... He is amazing, he has allowed more than one billion people in Daxia to eat well!
Then Lin Yan turned his head.
Looking at those starving ghosts who kept feasting and their expressions showed the happiness they had never had before, a smile appeared on their faces.
He saw that after frantically swallowing several meals, the colors of those starving ghosts gradually began to clear.
They also no longer gobble their food frantically.
Instead, start eating the takeout of each meal carefully.
The more meals they eat, the more their souls begin to cleanse.
There is still the smell of food on the street.
Lin Yan murmured in a low voice at the moment.
"Not all mysteries are hidden in high mountains!
"Prosperous cities, alleys, and alleys, there are also unknown secret places, open-air boiling oil, deep stove iron pot, cooking and frying the fragrant street food. Shrimp wontons, handmade bamboo noodles, beef Soft and glutinous, fresh shrimp...
"It's great to be born in Daxia! In this era, everyone has experienced too much pain and joy, but Daxia people always hide the bitterness in their hearts, and turn happiness into food, which is presented on the table of the four seasons. superior……"
Zhu Yuanzhang also had his hands on his back at the moment.
He looked at Xie Yingzhi strangely.
"Did you already know how to save these starving ghosts, you won't tell me?"9
Xie Yingzhi smiled helplessly.....
"It was only discovered in the last few days. It can only be said that the fortune of the ghost messenger is really good. 99
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything else, just looked at the ghosts of starvation who used to be hideous and terrifying, and his eyes gradually became clearer.
There was also a smile on the old man's face, and then he just murmured in a low voice.
"There are thousands of mansions, but a night's sleep is less than six feet; a family's wealth is so accustomed that there are only three meals a day.
At this moment, a child who has gradually regained his clarity.
Holding a cup of milk tea full of various small ingredients, he walked to Zhang Xinyi's side.
His only son was still shriveled, but the food had dispelled his resentment.
He handed the cup of milk tea to Zhang Xinyi, and then spoke in a milky voice.
"..."
"Thank you for the sugar before...
"You fell on the ground, I picked up one!"5
"I was just too hungry..."
"This is for you...this...delicious!"
Zhang Xinyi was stunned for a moment.
The child in front of her seemed to be only four or five years old.
Just after he climbed out of the crack, Zhang Xinyi once followed Xie Yingzhi's example and distributed the candy in the backpack to the starving ghosts.
One of them is this little boy.
And such a cute kid...
Back then, he was starved to death!
Zhang Xinyi couldn't hold back any longer. She held up her phone, but cried so loudly.
Lin Yan patted Zhang Xinyi's head.
He was just about to say something.
But at this moment, the earth trembled.
Like a precursor to an earthquake...
Lin Yan and the street where they are.
It was Zhu Yuanzhang and the others, the Ming emperors, who lived in the old house not far ahead, leading to the streets of the city.
And at this moment, the source of the earthquake is exactly that ancient house!!!
The old house shook.
A dozen golden ancient dragons soared from the direction of the ancient house and roared towards the earth.
But under the earth, there is still a terrifying red glow, reaching the sky!!!!
Extremely terrifying evil. Diffuse all around.
The feeling of the earthquake is becoming more and more obvious, and if it goes on like this, it is estimated that the feeling of the earthquake will soon rush to the urban area.
Lin Yan's complexion suddenly changed.
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything, he turned into a golden dragon and rushed towards the ancient house.
Xie Yingzhi let out a sigh of relief at this moment.
"So soon?"
"..."
"The Red Soul of the Tianfu Army is about to come out!!!!39
"They are so fierce! 9
Lin Yan looked complicated there.
"Ah...I know..."
"It was recorded in the book of life and death!
In Lin Yan's mind, he remembered what Zhang Jingzhi had said to him...
"It is recorded in the book of life and death that the generals of the Tianfu army at that time not only tightened their belts and sent troops to pay for food, but also took the initiative to submit a letter to ask for war, and personally led the army out of Tianfu."
"The general's dying testament was: to fight to the end, unswervingly, that is, the enemy and bandits will not leave the country for one day, and the Tianfu army will not return home for one day!"
"During the next eight years, nearly 400,000 Tianfu troops have fought one after another, fighting to the death with strong enemies on the battlefield. As many as 60% have sacrificed their lives for the country. Their sacrifices are indeed the top of the local troops!"
"And in those eight years...Tianfu Prefecture, the number of casualties was one-fifth of all the troops in the entire Daxia. The casualties were 262,991! The casualties were 356,267. 26,025 people are missing! A total of more than 640,000 people are recorded.
Lin Yan let out a suffocating breath.
those years.
In the big summer of Fuzhou, there are ten rooms and nine empty spaces, and every household is full of succulents.
Wearing the flag of death, he will not return home if he died in battle.
The military song should sing the big sword ring, swearing to destroy the Japanese slaves and leave the Jade Pass.
Only to solve the battlefield and die for the country, why not return the body wrapped in horse leather...
Lin Yan raised his hand at this moment.
The gate of the underworld appeared at this moment, and he looked at the starving ghosts who had recovered their sanity, and opened his mouth faintly.
"My compatriots!
"Please go to the underworld by yourself, the ghosts of the underworld will greet you! This time, I will not send you off! 99
"I have to go... Let those restless Tianfu army's red souls rest in peace as soon as possible! They don't have any intention of returning their souls now... It's just... the sound of iron drums in the city's head is still shaking, and the golden swords are blood in the box. Unfinished battle!" 5
"This scarlet red glow is the backbone of the Tianfu troops back then!!! It's really... dazzling!
At the same time, he vaguely heard a voice coming from the sky-high red glow.
"On the day when the Japanese slaves are eliminated, when I return home!!!
"No one can kill me in Daxia, unless I die from Tianfu Prefecture!!!"