Chapter 1371 The Millennium Ghost

"General Di Qing?"

Qin An subconsciously repeated softly.

Little Jiumei, who was sitting next to him, was playing with two cute eggs. When she heard her father speak, she immediately said:

"Uncle, I know this man. Di Qing, a famous general in the Northern Song Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, named Hanchen, was born in Xihe, Fenzhou. He had tattoos on his face and was good at riding and shooting. He was known as General Mian Nie. He was born in poverty. Song Renzong Bao Yuanyuan He served as the commander of Yanzhou in 1991 and was brave and good at planning. During the Song-Xia war, he wore disheveled hair, wore a bronze mask, charged into battle, and made outstanding military exploits in every battle. Yin Zhu, Han Qi, Fan Zhongyan and other important ministers in the imperial court all fought with him. They had a good relationship. Fan Zhongyan taught him "Zuo's Spring and Autumn Annals", so Di Qing studied hard and became proficient in the art of war. He was promoted to deputy privy envoy due to his merits. He fought 25 battles in his life, and the most famous one was the attack on Kunlun Pass on the night of the 15th day of the first lunar month in the fifth year of Emperor You's reign. It's a pity. Yes, Di Qing was highly suspected by the court during his lifetime, which led to his death in depression."

Xiao Jiumei's little mouth kept talking, like a talking encyclopedia.

"How do you know so clearly? You have a good memory." Qin An asked in surprise, and at the same time he felt that he seemed to have recalled many things in his memory.

For example, he is in China now, such as the dynasties in Chinese history, for example, he does seem to have a wife, he loves her very much, but that woman is really not Qi Lu.

The energy of the amnesia spell card began to dissipate, which meant that Qin An would gradually regain his memory.

Xiao Jiumei was very happy when her biological father said that she had a good memory. Then she pouted her lips and said aggrievedly:

"My mother took me to live in the northern polar region since I was a child. Alas, there is nothing interesting there except some big mutant polar bears. I am too bored on weekdays, so I read many books. The more I read, the better my memory becomes. , Mom said it was because of my concentration. No one played with me, so I could only read books. Because I was focused, my grades were naturally good. I know a lot of things from books!"

Qin An nodded, his eyes still focused on Di Qing and Dongsheng a few hundred meters away. He pondered for a while before speaking:

"You mean, Di Qing was a person from more than a thousand years ago?"

"Well, yes, he is quite famous, hasn't uncle heard of him?"

At this time, Yin Yao, who was sitting not far away, suddenly said:

"I heard that there is a dark god tower in Hellfire Fortress, and there are eleven dark gods living in it. This Di Qing has a ghostly aura on his body. If my prediction is correct, he should be one of the eleven dark gods. A thousand-year-old ghost, powerful It can compete with the Four Soul Sword cultivators. If he suddenly appears here, I am afraid that the main god hidden behind the Moling Sect is about to take action!"

"Ghost? God?" Qin An was dizzy after hearing this. His subconscious mind was originally about things before the end of the world. He naturally understood ghosts and gods, but he just felt that these were very fantasy things and should not appear in the world. In the real world.

However, it actually doesn't matter. In this world, people with super powers are everywhere, so there is nothing surprising about the appearance of ghosts and gods.

Qin An didn't feel that this matter had anything to do with him, so he continued to be a spectator, but deep down, Qin An always felt very depressed.

Over there, Dongsheng had already sat on the ground and chatted with Di Qing, who was also sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Brother, how long have you lived in Peacock Taichung?"

"Six years, six years ago, I woke up from the fog, returned to the old site of my hometown, knelt down and bowed my head to the west twelve times to bid farewell to my mother's lonely soul, and I have been living since then." Di Qing's answer was somewhat off-topic.

"Farewell to my mother's lonely soul?" Dongsheng didn't quite understand.

"Well! Everyone will have thoughts when they die. This can be regarded as the spiritual grievance of ghosts. My spiritual grievance is that when my mother passed away, I was unable to go home to visit. When I woke up this time, my wish came true, and I could regain my physical body. Become a human again!"

"Brother, what you said is really scary. Are there really monsters and ghosts in this world?"

"Haha, there may not have been one before, but it seems that there really are on earth today."

"Really? Then tell me, brother, what kind of monsters are there?"

After Dongsheng finished speaking, Di Qing suddenly opened his eyes, which had been closed.

Dongsheng had been looking at Di Qing's face, but when he met his eyes, he was so frightened that he moved his butt back more than a meter away, feeling a chill down his spine.

Di Qing's eyes are so scary, because they have no whites or eyeballs, they are just deep black. They look hollow and soulless. They also seem like two deep quagmires, making people sink deep into the mud just by looking at them. .

Di Qing did not answer Dongsheng's previous question, because he was looking at the gate of the concentration camp at this time.

There, the door had been opened, and a woman wearing black tights and black fine iron and soft armor walked in.

Qin An also noticed this woman at this time, and through the whispers of nearby soldiers, he learned her identity and name.

The golden king of singing soul, one of Li Ziyuan’s four beauties, Song Dieyun!

For five days, Song Dieyun, Feng Xiaozheng, Ye Siya, and Gu Lanfei have been taking turns fighting on the front line.

For example, on the first day it was Song Dieyun and Feng Xiaozheng led the people at the forefront, then on the second day it would be Ye Siya and Gu Lanfei.

Among the four women,

Ye Siya has the quietest personality, Gu Lanfei has the hottest temper, Feng Xiaozheng has the most cheerful temperament, but Song Dieyun is an out-and-out cold beauty.

Song Dieyun is good friends with Feng Xiaozheng and is Li Ziyuan's god-sister. In fact, they both have admiration for Li Ziyuan, so their relationship with these two women, Ye Siya and Concubine Gu Lan, is not good, and naturally they are not. Willing to fight together.

Then rotate to the front line, and use the number of enemies killed and the scale of forward advancement as a competition. The coalition forces fought bravely. Now they have crossed the dilapidated Yong'an Pass and are continuing to advance forward.

It has to be said that jealous women are crazy. In order to let the other party know how powerful they are, the four women really risked their lives. On the battlefield, they were as brave as female war goddesses, but they were unwilling to let the other party overpower them. Limelight!

Today, it was Ye Siya and Concubine Gu Lan's turn to take people to the big tent, so after Song Dieyun and Feng Xiaozheng had a rest, they began to sort out the entire Peacock Terrace.

The two women also acted separately. Not long after Song Dieyun arrived in Shulan City, she first came to inspect several concentration camps.

The job she has to do is to distinguish the civilians here and find out whether there are any superpowers hidden in the concentration camp.

After all, there are a large population of civilians in Peacock Terrace, and the screening work of civilians by coalition soldiers is currently less than one-tenth.

Qin An looked at Song Dieyun and saw that this girl was pretty. Although she could not keep up with Yin Yao beside him, she was still a peerless beauty.

There was no excitement in his heart, Qin An was still a spectator.

Song Dieyun entered the camp with dozens of superpowers, and the accompanying medical officer began to use measuring instruments to detect everyone, thus completely ruling out the existence of superpowers.