86_86322 faint rebuttal, immediately caused my dandan's sadness, kicking is not a problem, the problem is that you never understand my sadness, just like I don't understand the darkness of the day and night, I am all for the sake of safety in the future, Annan and his party, looking left and right are countless risks.

But looking left and right, Chen Haisheng didn't have the word fool written on his face, and he wouldn't be a fool.

It's an intuition that there are two kinds of people in this world that are in stark contrast. A kind of person has no heart and lungs, lives without being tired, when the sky falls, when the quilt is covered, the heart is not tired, and the head will never think so much. The other kind has a strong sense of distress and never does things that are uncertain.

Chen Haisheng belongs to the latter, and, according to my spiritual observations, I always feel that he is not so simple, his body seems to be shrouded in a thin veil, I can't see through him, the strength he showed in the past may not be all the strength.

That being said, I'm just a little scum, walking into this bottomless whirlpool, destined to be full of unknowns. But from another point of view, the unknown can always make people grow and mature.

The day after the plan was agreed, Chen Haisheng was Kabi, and once again he was out of his body, and he became a living dead, and no one except me knew where his soul had gone.

He left the little fat man for me, and that night, I practiced the ghost possession technique of Yinshan and the magic of fighting in Maoshan in the well. To explain here, in fact, the folk teachings are all similar.

In the cheats of Yin Mountain, there are actually spells of Maoshan as well. Folk law religion is witchcraft, a religion that emphasizes witchcraft and lacks the unity of religious consciousness. Since the Qing Dynasty, folk teachings have been scattered everywhere. After some people learned Maoshan, Yinshan, and Lushan, they integrated the spells of several names, opened a sect, and established a new teaching.

You don't have to dig into the process, just know that this is what it is.

Yinshan's spells, it is really not suitable to practice more, although the spells are fast, but the way of practicing is really unusual, including the taboo of the world to refine the magic weapon of human bones, but that sentence is true, there is no difference between good and evil, and people have the difference between good and evil.

If you look like a good person, you may not be a good person. Some monkeys are not as funny as people, but their hearts are purer than people, and some people look dignified, and their hearts are worse than monkeys.

It's just one night, and I don't know how I got here. Because the mana in his body is low, he can't use the high-level Yinshan method, and he can't invite ghosts and send fights anytime and anywhere, so Chen Haisheng has no choice but to give me hard work.

The persistence of folk law lies in simplicity, the master wants to pass on the spell to the apprentice, only need to draw the spell on the talisman to the apprentice, the apprentice can use it after 49 days of cultivation, and at the same time, his unremitting cultivation will make the mana more refined.

However, no matter how fast it is, it needs to be a cyclical process. And I, in a hurry, don't have this process. As a result, Chen Haisheng had no choice but to use the True Transmission Carving Urn on me.

The knife and pen used for carving had to carve the runes on my back little by little, and in the process of carving, I couldn't help but faint a few times, and it was completely supported by a hard breath.

When the runes were burned, Chen Haisheng passed on the method of borrowing ghosts, so that I could be more naturally integrated with the little fat paper. Because of the urgency of time, there were only two days for me to practice, and on the third day, Chen Haisheng went out of his body. It is estimated that he infiltrated the major families to find out the news.

And I was dragged by the young people in the village to participate in the hemp opera ring.

The ring will be a triennial festival in Annan Village, which is more grand than the annual Spring Festival, on this day, the men have to pass five levels, and in the evening, groups of Asor bonfires dance around the bonfire.

It's just that these five levels are really not good, the Tu people used to be biased towards nomads, in addition to testing riding and archery, men have to go up the knife mountain, get off the oil pot, cross the fire road, the last level, step on the cannon bridge......

The cannon bridge, which tests the bravery and determination of the man, is a narrow single-plank bridge that can only accommodate the width of one foot, and the man holds a stick in his hand, maintains his balance, and steps barefoot across the uneven single-plank bridge overgrown with thorns.

When crossing the bridge, there were people on both sides of the bridge holding guns, and there were cannons one kilometer away, and when the artillery fire rang out, the young man on the opposite side pointed the lonely gun hole at the warriors who passed the bridge and shot at the left and right sides of the warriors.

Of course, how can you be sure that no one in the stockade takes this opportunity to declare a personal vendetta? Every villager with a gun is a warrior who is loyal to the mountain in the village, and does not belong to any force, and every gun must be carefully checked in advance to ensure that the gun will not go off.

As for whether it will fall into the abyss...... That is the time of life and death, and the destiny of each one.

"Little Fat Paper, you said I would go back now, will Brother Haisheng beat me?" Stepping over the bustling crowd and seeing the towering knife mountain in the crowd, the whole person was not in good spirits.

"He doesn't do such a trivial thing." The little fat man's voice sounded in my head, and as soon as my hanging heart was put down, the little fat man said, "At most, let me beat you." ”

Sweat...... Then I'd rather be beaten by Chen Haisheng.

Knife Rack Mountain, two kitchen knives on the left and right hanging on the shelf, about one story high, and people have to start with the first knife barefoot, grasp it and walk up slowly. Chen Haisheng sent me a call last night, and now it has finally come in handy, but it's just ...... Lao Tzu is afraid of heights, and when he stands in a high place, his hands and feet are weak and weak, how can this be broken.

When the gongs and drums sounded, the men in the village walked towards the racecourse, and at this time, I relaxed my consciousness and let the little fat man dominate my body.

And I was the first to be named to shoot an arrow.

"Hiss......" The high neighing sound sounded, and the yellow horses raised their heads in disdain, and spewed a breath at me in their nostrils, as proud as peacocks with a screen open.

But something magical happened in the next second, the little fat man just gently touched the horse's back, and the proud horse actually bowed down obediently.

This scene attracted the attention of the people around, after all, the way of taming horses is that the Turks have heard a lot, but there are very few people who can make the horse obediently bow down with just a pat on the horse's back.

After a remarkable uproar, the little fat man ...... Well, I triumphantly stepped onto the horse.

"It's not me, it's not me...... I couldn't help blushing, hypnotizing myself to step on the horse's body, unlike me and Chen Haisheng's low-key, the little fat man always likes to exaggerate and high-profile, and he is not happy to be unobtrusive.

Drive...... As soon as I pulled the reins, the horse galloped, and when I galloped over the arrow target, the little fat man arched his shoulders and pulled the arrow suddenly, at this moment, I suddenly felt my head tighten, and the spirit of the whole person couldn't help but tighten, which was a highly concentrated table.

"Wind ......" full of ancient and strong military horns howled out on my body, and the little fat paper controlled my body, his eyes were like arrows, and he shot the arrow out with a longbow horizontally.

"Whoosh ......" nine arrows in a row, the red heart in the arrow, the last arrow seems to be deliberately done by the little fat man, and the entire red heart of the arrow target is pierced.

"Wind ......" I looked up to the sky and roared, and a sad mood arose, which made me cry uncontrollably, and in a trance, I felt as if I was in an ancient battlefield, fighting side by side with the Qin army.

The little fat man seems to be a person with a story. I licked the tears that fell from the corners of my mouth, thinking.

"Qin Feng shoots ......" An elder in front of the viewing platform exclaimed, recognizing this special way of archery, which originated from the ancient, sweeping Qin Dynasty army's unique array of shots.

"Fat man, keep a low profile, it's bad once you get noticed." I quickly lowered my hat, stepped off my horse, and walked to the racecourse with my head down.

However, the limelight was out of the way, and I could hear many girls screaming and men screaming in the crowd, and I felt many eyes on me, making me feel as uncomfortable as if I had been pricked by a needle.

"The Ge family's Tian Shenu has good skills." A shadowy voice sounded out inopportunely at this time, and when I looked back, an eagle-eyed man raised his head high, and the meaning in his eyes was revealed......

Are you looking down on me?