Ancient Witch God

It was exactly three o'clock in the morning when Ji Muhui received the call. Ji Muhui, who was not sleeping soundly, was awakened by a rush of ringtones. He shook his head and finally got rid of the fatigue brought by the nightmare. A mobile phone that will only be dialed in case of emergency.

The person on the other end of the phone was Song Yiran, and Ji Muhui seemed to have sensed it a long time ago. After all, not many people know his number, and there should be no important business matters recently, so looking for him now is likely to be related to Wu Mu. up.

Thinking of this, Ji Muhui's originally chaotic brain completely woke up.

"What happened to Wu Mu?" Ji Muhui asked before Song Yiran could report the situation.

Song Yiran didn't expect that Ji Muhui knew what he was going to say before he even opened his mouth. He was stunned for two seconds before he realized, and quickly replied: "It rained too much, and there was a landslide on the mountain. Wu Mu and a few others stayed behind. There, now..."

He didn't dare to say the rest, because he was afraid that Ji Muhui on the other end of the phone would go crazy.

But the madness and tyranny he imagined did not happen. He only heard the sound of something being dropped on the ground from the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of a drawer being pulled, and then there was a sound of electronic buttons.

The other end of the phone calmed down, and Song Yiran held the phone nervously, not knowing whether to make a sound at this time.

But it didn't bother him for long, Ji Muhui's voice came again from the other end of the phone.

"It's okay, Wu Mu's coordinates are moving, and he hasn't encountered any danger yet. Get ready on your side, and I'll go there right away."

After Ji Muhui finished speaking, he hung up the phone, completely ignoring the various connections Song Yiran made when he heard the words "the coordinates are moving". At this moment, Boss Ji's image in his mind is probably no different from that of an idiot. How many.

Here, Ji Muhui dialed Han Dong's number. After all, Song Yiran had relatively few resources, and most of them were related to the entertainment industry, so it would be safer to find Han Dong.

Han Dong has been with Ji Muhui for a long time, and the resources in his hands are indeed more comprehensive and richer than Song Yiran's. Not long after Ji Muhui's phone call, Han Dong arranged the relevant rescue work.

It was past four o'clock when Ji Muhui arrived at Guanghui Holiday Villa. After all, it was a certain distance from his residence, so even if he drove by speed, it still took more than an hour.

When we got there, we found out the difficulty of rescue. Although the rain now is a little lighter than when it was the heaviest, it still has the intensity of moderate rain.The raindrops were not so big, but they still blocked the line of sight. In addition, the sky was still relatively dark. Under the dual effects of darkness and rain, the rescue work was difficult to carry out.

Although Ji Muhui was burning with anxiety, he also knew that he couldn't blame others for this situation. After all, if he couldn't see clearly, how could he clear the obstacles on the road?Moreover, their movements should not be too large, so as not to cause a second landslide.

Ji Muhui directed the workers to speed up their work at one end, while Wu Mu at the other end had already taken everyone into hiding in the cave.

The situation on their side was much better than what the outside world imagined. Although it was a little cold because of getting wet, the situation has improved a lot since Wu Mu lit the bonfire.

Only then did everyone know why Wu Mu chopped some dry wood and rolled it up with canvas.

Fear and the cold made people physically and mentally exhausted, but they couldn't fall asleep. After working for nearly an hour, everyone was tired. Wu Mu took out the backpack containing snacks and shared some with each other.

Although the appetites of all the people present were poor, they more or less ate a little when they saw other people eating.There is something in the stomach, and the body is warmed up, and the mood is finally relaxed, and it is no longer so tense.

Wu Mu wasn't worried, as long as the rain stopped, they could go down the mountain slowly.No matter how bad it is, knowing that they are trapped in the mountains, someone will always find them. It is only a matter of time. They have a lot of tools. Since they were able to live in the mountains for so many days with these things, they can do the same now. After all, Not deep mountains and old forests.

He shared his thoughts with others, and everyone's thoughts were indeed the same.The fear they felt before was nothing more than the landslide frightened them, coupled with the cold and wetness brought by the rain, they unconsciously became gloomy.Now being enlightened by Wu Mu, it seems that things are really not that bad, and they don't know what they were so worried about just now.

The people who had figured it out finally stopped being afraid, but after they were free, they felt that time was a bit difficult, so someone suggested singing.

In fact, according to Wu Mu's thinking, it's better to maintain his strength. If the rain doesn't stop tomorrow, he doesn't know when he will be able to leave here.But everyone was in high spirits, and Wu Mu didn't want to spoil the rare atmosphere. After they sang three or five songs, he stood up and asked them to rest quickly. After all, we don't know what will happen tomorrow.

The atmosphere was too depressing just now, but now the emotions have been mobilized, but it is not so easy to suppress it.Everyone was singing happily, and they really didn't want to let it go so hastily, so they suggested that Wu Mu sing the last song, and everyone rested.

If it was normal, Wu Mu would definitely not bother to pay attention to this group of people, but since the landslide just now, Wu Mu has received a lot of power of faith, which makes him feel very good now, so naturally he doesn't mind singing a song, Express your current mood.

The song Wu Mu sang this time was not the song he used to live in, but something he overheard after he came to this world. The name of the song was "All Things Live".

He sang the Sanskrit version, because the lyrics used the scriptures of "Hundred-Character Mantra", and it happened that Wu Mu was very impressed with this scripture, so he remembered it after listening to it.

Wu Mu's voice is ethereal and full of magnetism, and the attraction has not been weakened by singing a cappella. When the first syllable was uttered, everyone miraculously found that they lost the desire to talk, and just wanted to listen to the song quietly. over.

Wu Mu sang with a much slower rhythm than the original one, but it was precisely because of this dull rhythm that it added to the charm of the song.Everyone seemed to feel the joy of the gradual growth of all things, and seemed to feel the peace and kindness contained in the scriptures.

The song was not long, and it might be because Wu Mu was too lazy to sing the full version. Everyone felt that they hadn't heard enough, but their peaceful hearts kept them from saying anything, because it seemed that opening their mouths would destroy the artistic conception.

Wu Mu took the lead in finding a place to lie down, and the others followed suit and found a place to rest.The cave was a bit damp and cold due to the rain, but no one would complain about it at this time. Everyone embraced the beauty brought to them by the song and fell asleep peacefully.

The next day, Master Lu was woken up by the sound of birds chirping. He sat up and looked around, only then did he remember where he was.

Following the sound, he came to the entrance of the cave. At this time, the heavy rain had just stopped, and the weather was very clear.

Wu Mu stood in the clearing in the forest, dancing an unnamed dance.

The good habits formed by Master Lu for a long time made him rush into the cave at the first time, wake up his colleague who was doing the camera work like him, briefly explain the situation, and the two went out with the camera on their shoulders.

Not long after, Wu Mu seemed to be still brewing.

Master Lu's colleague Xiao Wang is much younger than Master Lu, so he doesn't fully understand his intentions. He just thinks that although Wu Mu's dance is not bad, but they are in the wilderness now, why should they think so much?

However, Master Lu was older than him, and his qualifications were also older than him. Although he didn't have the title of leader, he was actually his direct leader, so he didn't dare to refute at all.

Then, he saw a scene that he will never forget.

Wu Mu's dance movements are getting bigger and bigger, and his sense of rhythm is becoming more and more obvious. If it is said that his movements just now are a bit like a child jumping around randomly, people don't know if this is a dance, but now it doesn't make people feel at all. Such suspicions arise.And he didn't just dance, he was singing an unknown song while dancing.

The song was melodious, like a lark in the forest. Although the lyrics were obscure and incomprehensible, it did not affect the audience's perception.

Wu Mu's expression was solemn, the scattered sunlight shone through the leaves on the open space, and one of the thickest beams of light just shone on Wu Mu's face, adding a bit of solemnity to him.

Xiao Wang felt that Wu Mu was no longer Wu Mu at this time. He communicated with the world with his dance and songs, appealed to God the ups and downs of the world, and prayed to God for peace and stability in the world.

Xiao Wang felt as if he saw a god descending from the sky to the mortal world in a trance.

He thought, this is probably the only time in my life that I can get so close to the real God.

If it was normal, Wu Mu would have noticed the arrival of Master Lu and Xiao Wang at the first time, but at this moment, he was completely in crisis of promotion and had no time to care about him.

They thought that Wu Mu was just a dance to express their feelings, but it was not as simple as it appeared on the performance.

This is a unique song and dance of the Wu people. It is usually danced on large-scale festivals. In addition to the beautiful meaning contained in the dance itself, it can also communicate with the world and guide the people of the Wu people. Therefore, the Wu people gave this dance a A pleasant name is called "Witch Chanting".

He was singing and dancing here at this moment, of course, not because he was bored, but because he felt that he was about to explode!

Thinking how easy it was for him to advance, relying on his superb talent, every promotion was a matter of course, that is, he only felt the hardship of promotion after he arrived in the Great Witch.

But since arriving in this world, the road has not been smooth. Although it is easier to absorb the power of faith, it is difficult to advance every time because of too much power.

In fact, since he almost capsized in the gutter last time, he wanted to advance this promotion to avoid accidents like last time.Unexpectedly, the promotion last time seems to have laid the foundation for his cultivation in this life, even if he accumulates enough energy, he will not be able to advance as smoothly as in his previous life.

Wu Mu is open-minded by nature, thinking that the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, so he has never paid attention to it.After finishing the work, they were grateful for saving everyone, and because of the pure power, the power of faith in Wu Mu's body suddenly increased.

Moreover, when he woke up in the morning, he found that the rain was over, and his mood changed slightly due to the bright morning light.

The sudden increase in power and the change in mood made Wu Mu's breakthrough unstoppable, but he was not able to fully control the power. Just when he was struggling to suppress it, there was a burst of birdsong, and his originally agitated heart suddenly Quiet, he thought of his days as a witch.

With so many memories, Wu Mu danced the familiar dance.

Time flies, and the years are quiet; the past is vague, and the time is bright...