When did the brother collapse [Transmigration Book]

Because most of them died as strangers, or were abandoned by their families, no one cried at their graves and called their names.The seductive messenger will not show up unless he hears the cry, leading the dead to Fengdu, and these dead souls who have nowhere to return can only wait where they are. "

Qi Liancheng heard his head buzzing, and interrupted him impatiently: "You mean to let us call these dead people by their names? Do you know them?"

Zhang Yue was originally introverted, and she was the most inconspicuous one in the Canglan Pavilion. This time, she came to Baiyun City to help her fellow disciples make up the numbers.When asked by Qi Liancheng, he immediately shut up, not daring to speak anymore.

Chen Zhishuo didn't think so, there was no better way right now, and the risk of refining was too high, so why not try Zhang Yue's method first.

"I remember one," he remembered the tombstone he glanced at earlier, "it's called Yang Anyan."

Qi Liancheng was a little surprised: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, ah no, senior Cheng, do we really want to shout for souls?"

Chen Zhisuo nodded, put his hands around his mouth, and shouted first: "Yang Anyan, it's time to go home!"

Zhang Yue followed: "Yang Anyan, you're back, Yang Anyan!"

Qi Liancheng raised his hands and lowered them, raised them again, hesitated a few times, and finally shouted together: "Yang Anyan, come back!"

The three of them shouted until their throats hurt, but nothing changed.

Qi Liancheng coughed a few times and said angrily, "I just said it's useless."

Zhang Yue is used to being denied by others, so she just lowered her head and said nothing.

However, Chen Zhisuo keenly heard the rustling sound coming from a distance, and reminded in a low voice, "Someone is coming!"

The wind was blowing, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground rang in everyone's minds. The restless souls seemed to be stuck in the neck and frozen in place.

A pair of black and white figures appeared on the slope of the mass grave at some unknown time.

The man in white walked down first, walking into the souls of the dead.He raised his right hand, shook the rattle, and the bell jingled.Wherever he passed, all the souls of the dead listened to his orders and followed him in a long line following the ringing of the bell.

The man in black stood outside the long dragon, and when he saw the dead souls who had stopped, he raised the banner in his hand and hit the ground heavily, urging the dead souls to move on.

A fierce ghost wanted to escape, but within two steps, the man in black threw out the chains from his arms, locked his hands and feet, and sucked it into the soul-calling banner.

The three of them had never seen such a scene before, and they were dumbfounded.

Qi Liancheng asked in a trembling voice: "Cheng Daozhang, is this the spirit summoner?"

It was also the first time for Chen Zhishuo to see him. He was frightened and tried to calm down: "It should be."

The envoy in black heard the conversation between the two, raised his head, and followed the prestige.The two sides met face to face, and Qi Liancheng saw the words "World Peace" written on his official hat, so he quickly turned his head away, not daring to meet his gaze.

The envoy in black looked at Chen Zhishuo again, nodded to him calmly, and then continued to focus on the work of leading the dead souls to Fengdu, ignoring the three of Yujian.

The black and white messenger led the army of dead souls, and gradually disappeared from the sight of the three of them.

As the last trace of green soul left, the three of them suddenly had a golden light, Zhang Yue was the most prosperous, Chen Zhishuo was second, and Qi Liancheng was the faintest.

"It's a merit." Zhang Yue's cultivation level is not deep, but he loves to read, especially Xuanmen Miscellaneous Notes.

Looking at the golden light on his body, he beamed with joy: "It should be that these dead souls entered Fengdu and would not harm the human world, so the way of heaven has added merit to the three of us."

Chen Zhishuo couldn't hear the word "Tiandao", his temples jumped, and he quickly ended the topic: "Since there are no ghost cultivators in the mass grave, let's go back first."

In the Qi Mansion, none of the people sent out have returned.

The two young monks experienced a fierce battle and were exhausted.Especially Zhang Yue, slumped on the chair, with no image at all.

Although Qi Liancheng was physically and mentally exhausted, his mouth did not stop. He took a sip of Queue tea, moistened his throat, and began to chatter again: "Senior Cheng, the trick you used on the mass grave is really powerful. Write it in a talisman and sell it to me?"

Chen Zhishuo coughed twice: "This is my master's unique knowledge, and I will not pass it on."

Qi Liancheng was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up: "Senior Cheng, give me one, I will definitely not tell others."

Chen Zhisuo laughed: "Half a sheet is not enough, let my master know, and my life will be gone."

Qi Liancheng saw that his attitude was firm and he was not willing to force him, so he remembered the man in the cloak who could summon bones, and asked curiously: "Senior Cheng, who is that man in the cloak in the mass grave? If it was an enemy, why did he save you? "

This is also something that Chen Zhishuo finds strange.

He accepted the polite smile and shook his head solemnly: "I don't know."

Qi Liancheng noticed the change in his mood, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and flatteringly suggested: "Senior Cheng, fellow Daoist Zhang, why don't you both go to the guest room to rest and recharge your batteries. We'll discuss countermeasures when the others come back."

Chen Zhishuo just needed a quiet environment for thinking, so he agreed.

He took off his shoes, lay on the imperial concubine couch, with his hands behind his head, his legs crossed, his left foot dangling, his eyes staring straight at the wall above him, but his thoughts drifted away.

The old man in the cloak called him "Chen Xianchang", which means he knew him, but why didn't he have any impression of the old man's face?

He also said that he had been looking for him for a long time. Did it start from Shengxian Town, Wanfeng City, Wuyou City or Jiulong Island?

What is the purpose of looking for him?

These few questions hovered in Chen Zhishuo's mind, and they brought out the experience of nearly a year after traveling through the book.

Subduing the mirage, capturing Nine-Tails, and helping the little sister of the Hu family, scenes and scenes flashed before Chen Zhishuo like a revolving lantern, turning faster and faster.

And the person beside him who never changed was Lu Li.

Lu Li's indifferent attitude when we first met, the care and admiration for him in Shengxian Town, the small differences in Wuyou City, the sunrise confession on the top of the mountain, the kiss under the fireworks in Dingbo Harbor, and the relationship between the two on Kowloon Island. never give up.

Chen Zhishuo suddenly realized that Lu Li's love for him was silent but powerful.

Although he didn't know why he cared so much about the secret on Nagato's golden note, he was still willing to take the risk of entering the Treasure Pavilion on Kowloon Island at night.

In order not to hurt him, he just pulled out the heart needle that Mirage had planted in his heart with his bare hands.

Before the spiritual power was fully recovered, a grand fireworks celebration was concocted for him.

One by one, Lu Li's love is like a pair of invisible big hands, covering Chen Zhisuo, shielding him from the wind and rain, and lifting him higher.

Brother...

Ali...

Chen Zhishuo chanted Lu Li's name and fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, Lu Li, who was missed by Chen Zhisuo, was standing at the entrance of the ghost town.

The rising white mist turned into a curtain, blocking most people's sight, and the dilapidated town name plaque flickered on the edge of the barrier.

Lu Li was outside the barrier, and could only see shadows moving inside.

He walked a dozen steps around the barrier, the spirit sword on his back shaking in warning.

Lu Li turned his left palm upwards to draw the spirit sword, and continued to walk around the barrier vigilantly.

After walking another thirty or so steps, he found a gap in the white mist, and the ghostly aura continued to overflow from the ghost town, and quickly dissipated in the air.

Who set the barrier?

do not know.

How long has the gap been there?

do not know either.

Lu Li looked in along the gap, and found that the shadow he saw through the white mist had disappeared.

It was bleak inside, the air was full of dust and paper scraps blown by the wind, and the vegetation withered.As far as the eye can see, the moat has dried up, leaving a two-foot-wide ditch.The city wall has been in disrepair for a long time, and more than half of it has collapsed. You can see the ruins of the town and the desolation everywhere.

It's a good place to hide.

Without much hesitation, Lu Li took out a pen and paper from the universe bag, briefly wrote down the situation on his side, and stuffed it into the wooden kite.His right hand brushed across the back of the wooden kite, and the golden pattern of sparrow feathers shone on the back of the wooden kite as he groaned.

After watching Mu Yuan leave, Lu Li followed the gap in the white mist and walked in.

The author says:

Happy birthday to myself?(^?^*)

Thank you Poetic Tiancheng girl for throwing thunder

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感谢在2021-06-2319:37:33~2021-06-2419:27:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Poetic Sky City;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4558734358 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

55. Ghost Cultivation ([-])

◎Strange person? ◎

Entering the ghost town, a stench of burnt smell hits the face.Lu Li was in it, and found that the dust in the air was motionless.

He grabbed a handful casually, and there was a fist-sized gap in the turbid air.

He grabbed a few more handfuls in his hand, and the cloudy scene in front of him finally became clearer.

He squeezed the dust in his palm hard and let go.The dust did not fall to the ground, but rose up like smoke, filling the original blank.

Lu Li took a few steps forward and tried again.

Still the same.

He went a little further to the left and tried again.

Dust still returns automatically.

Lu Li understood that there is no concept of time here, and when he is in it, he will always maintain his original state.

What will the shadow seen earlier be?

Responding to the owner's heart, the spirit sword swayed twice in the scabbard.

Lu Li stepped out of the layers of dust and set his gaze on the one-story house by the roadside.

He knocked on the door with his backhand, and with one click, the half-covered wooden door squeaked and opened inward.

Lu Li stepped into it, stretched out his wide sleeves, and dots of fluorescent light floated out from the sleeves, dangling on the beams of the room.

By the light of the stars, Lu Li found that he was facing the offering of the Stove Lord, and the couplets pasted on both sides had already