Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 188 Calling the Soul and Blessing Yang Sledgehammer

By the time Han Feng signed all the formalities and picked up little friend Yang Xiaoming from the police station, it was almost midnight, and the wide road was finally far away from the hustle and bustle and quiet.

The street lights on both sides of the road were flickering in the night wind, and there was a hint of coldness in the light. The traffic lights at the intersection also stopped changing, only the yellow lights were still flashing. Occasionally, there would be one or two cars on the street. The car sped past, and the fallen leaves rolled up by the wheels were still rolling on the road, but the vehicle had disappeared without a trace.

Han Feng took Yang Xiaoming back to the scene of the car accident. At this time, the vehicle involved in the accident had already been towed away. Except for the billboard that was about to collapse in the distance, everything else had been restored. as ever.

"Little girl, uncle will let you see your father for the last time, okay?" Han Feng knelt down, pinched Yang Xiaoming's face, and said with a smile.

"Can my brother really let me see my dad? But the uncle of the policeman said that his father was dead, and Xiao Yan could never see his dad anymore! Woohoo." When he said here, the little girl couldn't help it again. began to cry.

"Don't worry, what brother promised will be done. Now, I will let you meet your father for the last time."

As he said that, Han Feng took out the blessing fan from the dragon and phoenix ring, pushed his right thumb forward lightly, and the fan opened accordingly.

Seeing that Han Feng suddenly conjured a fan out of nowhere, Yang Xiaoming stopped crying all of a sudden, blinked her eyes, and asked in her immature voice: "Big brother, are you a magician?"

"My brother is not a magician."

Hearing Yang Xiaoming's words, Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed her hair and said with a smile, "Actually, brother is a god!"

After finishing speaking, Han Feng laughed loudly, and then input the few true qi in his body into the Fan of Evocation and Blessing, then threw the fan in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Death in vain Where is Yang Sledgehammer? Hurry up and accept it, and the heavenly officials will bless you."

As soon as Han Feng's words fell, he saw the soul-calling blessing fan thrown into the air, a golden light flashed suddenly, and he glanced at the scene of the car accident in an instant, and then there was a swish!It returned to the body of the soul-calling blessing fan.

After the golden light disappeared, the scene returned to its original state, but under the collapsed billboard on the opposite side, a figure suddenly appeared at some point.

"Is this Yang Dahammer here?" Han Feng looked at the opposite figure with bright eyes, caught the fallen soul-calling blessing fan in his hand, and fanned himself, asking.

Although the Three Realms have been isolated by the Dao of Heaven, the six realms still exist, and reincarnation is still immortal!So ghosts still exist, but the survival rate is not as high as in ancient times.

And there are even fewer ghosts who can enter the underworld. Now most of the ghosts will be wiped out by humanity after the first seven days!Today's mortal world is basically that the way of heaven is not revealed, and the way of humanity is respected.

"Little ghost Yang Dachui, pay homage to the Immortal."

As soon as Han Feng's question was heard, the faint voice of the figure rang out in the empty surroundings. Fortunately, it was early morning and there were not many vehicles passing through the intersection. Otherwise, the passers-by would have to be frightened.

"Okay, don't call me Shangxian anymore, you should come and meet your daughter first!" After confirming that the other party is indeed Yang Dahammer's ghost, Han Feng shook his hand and said, "If you didn't promise your daughter , let her see you for the last time, it is rare for me to use my magic power to recruit you!"

To be honest, if it wasn't for Xiaoming's pity, even if Yang Dahammer turned into fly ash in the end, Han Feng wouldn't bother to talk to him!It's not a matter of relatives, if I didn't happen to be in this car accident, and I happened to be moved by the little girl's eyes, who the hell is full, and will run to the main road blindly in the middle of the night toss.

"Little ghost Yang Dahui, thank you for your pity!" As soon as he heard that he could talk to his daughter, Yang Dazhui immediately knelt down to Han Feng and shouted, "Thank you, Shangxian."

Although Yang Dachui had turned into a figure at this time and appeared in front of his daughter, if he had not been blessed by the Blessing Fan of Summoning Souls, Yang Xiaoming would not be able to see him, at most he could only see a shadow on the ground. It's just a dark shadow.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I will bless you now and let you have a good chat with your daughter." Han Feng shook his hand and interrupted Yang Dahui's flattery.

Yang Xiaoming looked at where Han Feng was gesticulating for a long time, throwing his fan and waving his hands, talking to himself all the time, tugging at the corner of the other's clothes, and asked curiously: "Brother, where are you?" Who are you talking to? Is it my dad?"

As a mortal who has neither the eye of marriage nor the fan of summoning souls, Yang Xiaoming can neither see nor hear ghosts, so she can only rely on guesswork.

"That's right, brother is talking to your father." Looking down at the little girl, Han Feng smiled, stroked her hair, and said with a smile: "Brother will let you talk to your father now ,OK!"

"Okay! Okay!" Yang Xiaoming clapped his little hands happily when he was able to talk to his father, and replied cheerfully.

Seeing the happy look on the little girl's face, Han Feng nodded, and then, with the blessing fan in his hand, he slapped Yang Dahammer's ghost, and muttered, "Blessing from the Heavenly Official."

Then, I saw the five bats painted on the fan of calling back souls and blessings, and there was a swipe!Flying out from the fan, with a trace of yin energy, it danced around Yang Dahui's ghost for a while. Gradually, Yang Dahui's ghost gradually changed from nothingness to a human form in life.

Of course, this is only temporary, because all ghosts who have been blessed by the Blessing Fan will be summoned to the underworld by the Six Paths of Reincarnation in a short time. running.

However, this is also the best ending for Yang Dachui. Otherwise, let alone hell, he might not even be able to stay in the human world for a few days before being crushed into fly ash by humanity just like other ghosts.

"Father!" Yang Xiaoming looked at his father, who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and immediately rushed forward and hugged Yang Dachui's thigh, crying.

Facing Yang Dachui, who had temporarily turned from a ghost into a real entity, Yang Xiaoming didn't feel afraid at all. After all, he was only a child, and his deepest thoughts about his father had already surpassed everything else. There is no concept of ghosts and ghosts.

"Okay, let's talk slowly, father and daughter! I'll go over there and sit down."

Han Feng couldn't stand this kind of scene the most. Seeing the little girl crying again, he hurriedly greeted her, and then left space for the father and daughter.

Far away from the scene where the little girl met her father, Han Feng sat alone under a green tree and smoked a cigarette. While waiting for the little girl to say goodbye to her father, he took out his mobile phone to play up.

As soon as he took out his mobile phone, Han Feng clicked into Tianting Reader first, and then uploaded the chapter to be updated today.

After updating the latest chapter of "Wandering in the Heavenly Court", seeing that the little girl hadn't finished chatting, he clicked on the home page of the reader to read it.

Then, Han Feng saw on the home page of the reader, there was a new book published, the title was "The Legend of Jiu Xian", the author was Du Kang.

Dukang?Isn't this the ancient wine saint?It is said that he is the ancestor of wine making in ancient Chinese legends. Could it be that he has also become a fairy?Didn’t see any record of this?Han Feng looked at the author's name on the back and was stunned for a moment. This Nima is the ancestor of wine making!
As a country with a long history of wine culture, China can be said to have reached a very high level in terms of wine, but there are still many ancient wine recipes that have been lost!
PS: I went to help my best friend install the decorative lights of the store during the day today, so only one chapter will be updated today!I'm so sorry everyone!

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