Chapter 52
"I'm looking for my head!"

These words overflowed from the soldier's mutilated body, carrying the smell of dilapidated blood.

His broken neck was twisted behind his back in an extremely awkward posture, as if he was staring at me with a pair of invisible eyes!

In an instant, I was covered in hairs.

It's a spirit body!
On the battlefield, there are countless undead.

It is not surprising to see a spirit body.

But why have I seen spirit bodies so frequently recently?
He covered his mouth and blocked the panic in his throat.

I slowly backed away, trying to distance myself from the headless soldier.

But as he retreated, his feet suddenly tripped.

Then, the whole person fell backwards.

Struggling wildly to get up, his hands touched a clump of hair.

Looking subconsciously, he exclaimed directly.

What I held in my hand was a head.

One, a head that has been so corrupted that the facial features cannot be discerned!
"Shh!"

Suddenly, the headless soldier flashed in front of me.

He stretched out his skinny hand and covered my mouth.

"Don't call!"

The broken neck of the soldier was probably due to constant twisting, and the blood vessels and trachea blocked by blood clots were unblocked at once.

Viscous slurry and foam gushed out continuously.

"If they hear it, they will snatch it from me!" The soldier said, "Don't shout, do you hear me?"

they?

Who are they?

What is there to grab?
Although I was curious, I didn't dare to ask more questions, I just nodded vigorously.

The soldier slowed down, and then let go of his hand.

Then he reached out his hand to the ground and kept groping.

But after touching for a long time, he didn't hit the target.

Seeing this, I hurriedly covered my fingers with my sleeve, and pushed the head next to me to the soldiers.

"Thank you!"

The soldier jumped for joy after touching the head, and carefully held it up with both hands.

Then, it was placed at the broken neck.

But no matter how he fiddled with it, his head would roll off.

Seeing that the soldiers were a little impatient, I panicked even more.

Quickly took out the sewing kit that I carried with me, and threaded the needles.

Under the support of the soldiers, his head and broken neck were sewn together.

"Only when the body is intact can it be reincarnated." The soldier touched the stitches on his neck and turned his face to me. "Thank you girl!"

"You... are you going to be reincarnated?"

Even though flustered, I still asked cautiously.

The soldier in front of him seemed harmless.

"Yes!" The soldier raised the corner of his mouth, showing a blunt arc. "Spiritual bodies wander around the world, some because of grievances, and some are waiting for reincarnation."

What the soldier said made me froze for a moment.

"I remember the old man once said that as long as the spirit body has no grievances, it can be reincarnated." Speaking of this, I paused. "Have you not……"

"I sacrificed my life for my country, and I deserved it. I have no complaints or regrets!" The soldier patted his chest, "But according to the following rules, only one undead can be reincarnated for every person who dies, otherwise it will cause yin and yang imbalance and uneven life and death."

That's it!

So, the soldier has found a dying person and is waiting for that person to die?
"Finally it's our turn!"

The soldier said so quietly, turned around and left.

As I walked, it disappeared.

According to what he said, more than one person will die?
Immediately, my heart twitched.

With apprehension, I returned to the barracks.

When the setting sun was divided into two by the horizon, a group of cavalry came riding through the dust.

When I saw Duguhan's face clearly and wanted to meet him, I froze the moment Lieutenant Ling got off his horse.

……

(End of this chapter)

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