One hundred and fortieth chapters ghost ghost army
The whistling sound shone through the sky, spreading far away, falling into the green of the mountains. In a moment, a figure was seen quickly towards the bottom of the peak. Then, he saw the second, the third...
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When the young man saw the dark shadows, his uneasy and worried expression suddenly disappeared, and his joy was revealed. He hurriedly called into the house and said, "Dad, brother, the person who is destined to be here."
"Okay, great, ready to welcome him." A loud voice sounded, and the old man who looked weak but was very energetic.
"Yes, dad." Two more tender-looking boys beside him replied.
In a short while, Mo Feifan and his group of more than 40 people slid to the backyard of the farm where they "stayed on the back". Everyone thought the matter would be over here, but they didn't know that there were still people waiting for them.
"The soul-summoning banner rises, the ghost shadow is reborn; the head breaks, and the world is the supreme." A loud slogan rang at the foot of the mountain, and every word was like a twilight drum and morning bell, stirring everyone's soul.
Fenghua called out reflexively: "Brother Fan, we are in trouble, look." He pointed at less than ten feet away in front of him and winked at Mo Feifan.
Needless to say, Mo Feifan saw it, a large group of village names blocked their way and blocked their way. However, Mo Feifan didn't feel that there was any trouble because he didn't see any murderous aura on the other party's face.
Even if you take a step back ten thousand steps, the other party really has to be ill-telled to oneself. With so many brothers under your command, you don’t have to worry about anything.
He waved his hand and walked forward with a frank expression.
"The soul-summoning banner rises, the ghost shadow is reborn; the head breaks, and the world is the supreme!" Everyone else seemed to be discussing and didn't say anything. Only the old man in front of the person repeated this sentence.
Mo Feifan recognized at a glance that the old man was the one who sold the tools of the down-and-coming fighting and almost had a conflict with Fenghua. He didn't say anything because he knew that the other party must have something to say.
The old man walked forward a few steps and suddenly fell to his knees. As soon as he knelt, the others also knelt down.
"Chala" a group of people in a village knelt down. If Mo Feifan hadn't had good psychological endurance, he would have been shocked.
Feng Hua recalled carefully and suddenly realized that this sentence was the inscription engraved on the large tripod in the white coffin array? He quickly reminded Mo Feifan and said, "Brother Fan, the slogan he recited seemed to point to
It's 'ghost'."
"Ghost?" Mo Feifan was stunned, then stepped forward and helped the old man up. Li Dafeng and Fenghua followed him, beware of possible dangers.
In fact, he was too worried. The old man and the people in this village had no intention of hurting them, but prepared good wine and food to entertain them. What are the ones running in the mountains, swimming under the water, flying in the sky, or seeing them?
I have seen everything.
Mo Feifan and his party were welcomed into the house by the old man's family, and the others in the village also followed. Because there were too many people, some people couldn't stand and stood in the yard.
"Old sir, why are you? Why are you called us destined to be, and who are you?" Mo Feifan asked several questions in a row.
Knowing that Mo Feifan must have had a lot of questions at this time, the old man was not in a hurry at all. He personally poured Mo Feifan a bowl of wine and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, eat something first, let's go slowly
explain."
Fearing that Mo Feifan would have any concerns, the old man poured himself a cup and drank it all in one go.
Mo Feifan could already see from the villagers' expressions that they had no bad intentions. He did not hesitate and drank all the wine in the cup in one breath.
"This wine has been drunk. Old man, you should answer our doubts." Mo Feifan showed two deep dimples and said with a smile.
The old man stroked his white beard, his eyes were full of wrinkles and said, "Of course. Didn't you ask who we are? I can tell you now."
Mo Feifan and others listened carefully.
"We are descendants of General Junliang, and we are ordered to wait here for those who are destined to be."
When he said that when he was conquering his descendants, the villagers did not react much, but Li Dafeng and other brothers were shocked.
Li Dafeng's eyes widened and asked in the intercept: "What? You are descendants of Chu Liang?! Then how do you indulge others in tomb robbing?" Not only do they indulge others in tomb robbing, they also provide tomb robbing tools and various clues about General's Tomb
, What kind of fucking descendants are they?
Li Dafeng’s question was also what Mo Feifan wanted to ask.
The old man stroked his beard, and his eyebrows trembled: "That's right, our descendants have been waiting for more than three hundred years. The purpose is to wait one day until someone is destined to be."
"What is a destined person?" Mo Feifan raised his eyebrows, already guessing in his heart, but he was not sure. That guess was too weird and incredible.
The old man coughed dryly and called me Lao Nie.
Mo Feifan dared not call him Lao Nie directly, and said politely: "Dad Nie, what is a destined person?"
The old man was very helpful to the call of Dad Nie. He narrowed his eyes and wrinkles on his face and said, "The so-called destined person is someone who can pass through the General's underground palace safely."
Fenghua was a little confused when he heard it, and he held his hand and said, "Why did your ancestors ask others to steal his hole? Is it just to test the wisdom of future generations?"
"Good question." Old Dad Nie looked up and praised Fenghua. The two had a small misunderstanding because of misunderstanding. Now they met again, and they all seemed to be fine.
He continued: "Of course not. General Ju sets this mystery so that someone can help him resummon the 'ghost'."
"call?"
“To be precise, it’s training – rebuilding a ‘Ghost Ghost Force’.”
Mo Feifan was even more confused and asked, "'Ghost Guard'?! Is it the evil spirits army that crawled out of the underworld?"
The old man's smile was very bright: "You must have seen the paintings on the wall of the cemetery."
Mo Feifan nodded.
Dad Nie saw through Mo Feifan's thoughts and replied with a smile: "There is still something to start from scratch, and the story will be long."
Mo Feifan poured wine and said with a smile: "Dad Nie's house, we are not in a hurry. You can say whatever you want, and say as long as you want, it's okay."
Dad Nie was very satisfied with Mo Feifan's words. He took the hookah beside him and took a few gulps. Then, he began a long talk.
Mo Feifan and others were like listening to Mr. Nie’s story, sitting in Mr. Nie’s house for an entire hour.
An hour later, Dad Nie finally finished what he wanted to say. During this hour, a picture that could not be seen but could be deeply engraved in everyone's minds slowly spread out.
It was a brilliant period, a brilliant period.
Zhu Liang was born in the family of officials in Yindu County in the fifth year of Emperor Han (423 years from now). At that time, Yindu County was an extremely wealthy place. Zhu's father not only held heavy troops, but also had a wealth of wealth.
There are thousands of diners adopted alone, and hundreds of houses. Living in such an environment, Junliang has no worries about food and clothing at all, and has also developed his character of treating money as dirt.
Zhu Liang was very smart since childhood. He was good at poetry and literary at the age of 7, and could answer questions at the age of 9. There was a high-ranking official named Li who retired and returned home and did not believe that Zhu Liang had such a talent. He specially invited a few literati who were well-read in poetry and books.
After thinking about a plan, he sent someone to ask Zhu Liang to deal with it, and intentionally ridiculed him in public.
At that time, Jun Liang was only ten years old. Jun Liang was called to the official's mansion, but he only saw the gate closed. The servant who led the way said that the master told him to enter through the small door next to him, and said that the villain walked through the small door. He stood
At the gate, the high-ranking official surnamed Li came over and said loudly: "The boy has no talent and is narrow in the ground"; Zhu Liang immediately replied: "The big roc spreads its wings and hates the sky is low."
The high-ranking official surnamed Li was shocked when he heard this: Haha, this kid was very angry and hurriedly ordered someone to open the middle door to greet him.
After entering the table, a scholar saw him wearing a green jacket, and he came up with a first couplet to mock him: "The toad in the well is wearing a green jacket"; when Jun Liang saw that the man was wearing a black hat, he had an idea and said the second couplet: "The King of Water"
*Eight took the blame." The literati thought to himself: This kid is so powerful. I compared him to a living toad, but he compared me to the king of the water. But he vented his fault and had to admit his unluckyness.
At this time, the high-ranking official surnamed Li ordered a roast duck. The roast duck was tied to a long bamboo pole. Not to mention a ten-year-old child like Juliang, even adults could not get it. Another scholar said:
Boy, this is the roast duck that Mr. Li gave you. You can see if there is any way to eat it."
Qian Liang shook his head, "What's the hard thing?" After that, he was about to pick up the roast duck from the pole.
"Slowly," the literati said, "Wouldn't it be too easy to just take it like this."
"If you want to get the duck, you can't put the bamboo pole down, you are not allowed to step on the table, or you are not allowed to ask for help from others." The literati thought that his method would definitely make this "smart person" look ugly. Others around him were already laughing.
After that, even the well-informed official Li, who was surnamed Li, had no way to solve this problem. Can he, a little ten-year-old child, solve it?
Taking the ugly faces of the adults, Feng Liang learned from the literati's words in an old-fashioned way: "Isn't it too easy to take this?"
After saying that, he walked over in three or two steps and took the bamboo pole. With everyone's curious eyes, he walked to a well in the yard, slowly put the bamboo pole down, and easily took off the roast duck...
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Qian Liang's performance in the Li Mansion made him famous and famous. For a time, people in the surrounding towns and counties wanted to see Qian Liang's skills. From high-ranking officials to popular among the common people, everyone hoped to compete with this little prodigy.
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However, Jun Liang did not like the feeling of starry surround the moon. He liked tranquility and some strange things. When he was twelve years old, he left his home and lived alone in the grass in a nearby mountain nearby.
In the house, he learned the magical methods of strange arts and mysterious methods alone. Especially among these magical methods of strange arts and mysterious methods, he was particularly interested in Feng Shui.