Weird recovery, I can't hide my god's identity

Chapter 221 Lushan, Dragon Horn

The incense table is set up in the yard.

The coffin was also carried back.

Under the skeptical gaze of Li Guodong's family, Zhou Shuisheng took out various props and arranged them. After asking about the deceased Lin Zhengwen's date of birth, he asked them to take out a photo and a piece of clothing of the deceased, and then began the operation.

He walked in steps they couldn't understand and chanted obscure spells.

Only Zhou Shuisheng was moving around in the yard, while the others stood by motionlessly, their eyes following Zhou Shuisheng's figure.

"The yang soul returns to your form, and the yin soul goes to my banner. The Northern Dipper and the Heavenly Peng command, and the Black Tortoise opens the gates of the netherworld. Do not let the three souls be scattered, and do not let the seven spirits be damaged. With this true mercy, I will take you to my altar. Hurry, Lady of the Netherworld, and follow the order."

Originally everyone thought it was nothing, but just as Zhou Shuisheng finished speaking, a cold wind blew up out of nowhere in the yard, making people shiver subconsciously and instantly got goose bumps.

Suddenly, everyone's face changed and their hands and feet became weak.

Even the villagers who were secretly watching from a distance could feel the cold and chilly aura, and they were so scared that they quickly hid back in their houses.

No, are you serious?

I don’t want to play anymore, let’s go!

In fact, Zhou Shuisheng was also sweating in his heart. After all, it was his first time performing the surgery and he was not very confident. But it seemed to be okay?
Just as I was thinking about it, the round-framed fence next to me suddenly shook slightly.

Zhou Shuisheng's eyes fixed.

"coming!"

There was a translucent figure with a wooden expression in the basket, who looked exactly like the one in the portrait. It was Lin Zhengwen, the father of Lin Guodong and others.

The spell was successful on the first try!
Zhou Shuisheng was overjoyed, but looking at Lin Zhengwen's erratic figure, he felt something was not right for some reason, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Lin Guodong and others cannot see the souls of the dead, and they are not practitioners.

But they saw the basket shaking.

Coupled with Zhou Shuisheng's words "coming", I suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Could it be that……

"Is it really my father who has returned?"

Lin Guodong's sister couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Shuisheng nodded slightly: "If you didn't give me the wrong thing, then the little finger on my left hand is a little shorter."

"It's him, it's him!"

Now everyone burst into tears.

The missing little finger on Lin Zhengwen's left hand was caused by an injury in a fight when he was young. The portrait is a half-length photo, so it is impossible to see the finger.

I was immediately completely convinced by Zhou Shuisheng.

It’s a pity that I can’t see the figure of my old father.

……

"If you have anything you want to ask, please ask quickly. Time is running out." Zhou Shuisheng interrupted.

Several people stopped crying and looked at each other.

In the end, it was Lam Kwok Tung who spoke first: “Dad, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?”

Lin Zhengwen's body was shocked, and his originally wooden expression became more complicated. He looked at his children, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his lips moved.

Unfortunately, only Zhou Shuisheng could hear his words.

"He said as long as you are all healthy."

Zhou Shuisheng relayed this, saying that there was no need to hide such things.

Hearing this, Lin Guodong and others couldn't help but shed tears.

The greatest regret in life is that one’s parents are no longer around when one wants to take care of them.

For a moment, the yard was filled with crying again.

However, they kept Zhou Shuisheng's words in mind and did not dare to delay too long. Each person asked a question.

Although they all have selfish motives, they are not too excessive.

Zhou Shuisheng relayed Lin Zhengwen's words. Seeing that everyone in the family had a sad look on their faces, to be honest, he felt nothing at all.

It’s nothing, it’s just commonplace.

And don't forget, he has more important things to do.

……

In the void.

Chen Jingle sat on the armchair, chewing yam and potato chips in his hand, watching the scene below with interest.

There were fried chicken, cola and French fries piled on the table.

He was not the only one watching the show. There were also Li Qijun and Xie Yunfei, the two commanders of the demon army.

If I tell others that I'm not going to save the world and am just sitting here watching the show with the City God, it would probably shock others.

Chen Jingle threw a bag of potato chips to each of them.

"God, are we just going to let him do whatever he wants?" Li Qijun was puzzled.

Chen Jingle waved his hand: "Don't worry, we should catch the thief ready-made. Let's see what he is going to do."

There are some things that, even if we know they will happen in the future, we cannot make a conclusion before they happen.

The time belonging to Ba Douxian on the field has come to an end.

Zhou Shuisheng is about to start closing in.

At this time, Lin Zhengwen instinctively felt that something was wrong, and an inexplicable panic came over him. He looked at Zhou Shuisheng and found that he had his back to his descendants, and his expression was as if he saw prey about to fall into his hands.

run!
When he saw a dangerous rope suddenly appear in Zhou Shuisheng's hand, this thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

At this moment, Chen Jingle's gaze suddenly turned to the other side.

"what?"

Xie Yunfei raised his eyebrows: "He is a folk practitioner."

On a hilltop in the distance, someone was looking over here.

Chen Jingle nodded: "They are from Lushan, or to be more precise, the Lushan Sannai faction."

Many people have heard of the name of Lushan Sect. Fujian is Lushan’s base camp. Legend has it that Lushan is right under the Minjiang River, so it is normal to see people from Lushan.

The people of Lushan are easy to recognize, as they all have a dragon horn on their bodies.

The so-called dragon horn is actually made by hollowing out the heart of a bent fir tree root. It is shaped like an ox horn and then tied tightly with iron strips. It is about 50 cm long, painted brown, and tied with a red ribbon. It is specifically used to summon divine soldiers and generals to exorcise ghosts and demons.

If there is one thing that best represents the Lushan School, it is probably this dragon horn.

The dragon horns of Mount Lu have their origins, and the blue dragon of the East Sea was born on its top.
The wind stirs up the waves and ripples the water, helping me mobilize soldiers from all over the world.

Other things like red headscarf, waist apron, magic whip, bell knife and Tianpeng ruler all have to be moved back a little.

However, after the Lushan Master noticed that there was a ritual going on here, he just watched from a distance and did not rush over.

Because when others are doing something, stepping forward without permission is tantamount to provoking and declaring war, so a fight is bound to happen.

If the two sides were to fight, at best there would be a winner and a loser, but if things go wrong it could end with one of them dying.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the eyes of practitioners.

At this moment, the situation in the yard suddenly changed.

A trace of anger suddenly appeared on the face of Lin Zhengwen, who was originally honest and upright. Black air seeped out of the coffin and gathered on the ghost, and changes had already occurred.

It is obvious that he is not going to surrender to Zhou Shuisheng.

"not good!"

"You old thing, you are so ungrateful! You are a rebel!" Zhou Shuisheng looked a little exasperated. Once the ghost turned into a vengeful spirit, all his preparations would be in vain.

At this time, the Lushan Sect disciple in the distance also discovered that something seemed to be wrong.

Isn't it a ritual to walk in the dark?

Why did the fight suddenly start?

This is not the right way to open it.

(End of this chapter)