Lu Min was silent for a while, and finally nodded, and the hall suddenly erupted in an irrepressible cheer.

Zhang Ming smiled faintly, stood up, moved a little, and began to make preparations before casting the spell. Before that, he glanced at Liu Xiu, which was the only glance he had seen since he arrived in the hall.

Liu Xiu pretended to be indifferent, with a fake smile on his face, but he was a little nervous in his heart. He can't understand whether what Zhang Ming said is true or false, with his scientific outlook, of course he doesn't believe it, but he can't completely disbelieve it, it's really tangled.

As soon as they saw Zhang Ming start casting spells, everyone was quiet, Liu Bei, Zhang Fei and others watched every move in the hall with wide eyes, but they closed their mouths tightly, for fear of making a sound and disturbing Zhang Ming, who was casting spells. The huge courtyard was silent, so quiet that people could hear the uncomfortable breathing, Zhang Fei was so suffocated that his face was red, and even the pimples began to congest.

Liu Xiu didn't dare to slack off, he looked at the hall intently, paying attention to the most subtle expression on Zhang Ming's face, hoping to see a little flaw in it. Zhang Ming took a step in the hall, pinching the trick with both hands, chanting words in his mouth, should be reciting the so-called incantation, his steps were a little strange, it looked very twisted, his left leg seemed to be sick, and he had been dragging behind, he was turning around in the hall, saying that it was a circle, but not exactly a circle, but it seemed to be walking in an S shape.

This demon road really looks like it. Liu Xiu secretly slandered to himself.

Zhang Ming danced for a long time, and just when everyone couldn't hold it back, he suddenly bowed twice to the screen in front of the lobby, and then knelt down, his hands were on the ground, his forehead touched the floor tiles, and the voice in his mouth was louder, but he still couldn't understand what he said.

However, no one paid any attention to what he was saying, and everyone in the hall opened their eyes widely, and bowed down to the hall one by one.

Because a scene suddenly appeared in the hall that made everyone, including Liu Xiu, stunned:

An old man with white eyebrows and beards appeared in the hall out of thin air, wearing a yellow shirt different from the current costume, holding a deer tail in his hand, smiling, looking around, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Ming, who was kneeling in the middle of the hall.

"What did you invite me for?"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, as thick as a bell and drum, and although it was not very loud, it reached everyone's ears unmistakably. What's even more incredible is that he is not standing on the ground, but floating in mid-air, empty under his feet, nothing, just floating in the air.

Zhang Ming bowed twice, and then raised his head: "Today, there is Lu Jun of Zhuo County, who is profoundly knowledgeable, but he doesn't know the avenue." The disciple is courageous, and asks the messenger to show up, guide the maze, and lead the way to the right path. ”

The old man turned his gaze to Lu Min, who was dumbfounded next to him, and gently waved the deer tail in his hand: "It turned out to be you." Your father's health is getting better, isn't heal? ”

Lu Min was silent, and the whole person was stupid.

The old man didn't mind, and then said lightly: "Let him prepare, it's been a few days since he was so leisurely." His heart is good, but he is too upright. Don't you hear the truth that rigidity is easy to break, and the soft side is long-lasting? After speaking, he turned his head and said to Gong Shafu who was lying on the ground: "You are good at learning from the Tao, that's good, but Heluo's technique of pushing steps is just a Taoist technique, not a Dao reason." In the future, you should meditate and realize yourself, don't indulge in some small techniques, maybe one day you can go further. ”

Gong Shafu trembled, kowtowed again and again, and knocked the floor tiles with a bang.

"Such trivial things also come to trouble me. Horns, you're getting more and more foolish. The old man nodded Zhang Ming's back with the tail of the deer, then his gaze turned down the hall, and finally landed on Liu Xiu's face.

Everyone in the hall knelt on the ground, but Liu Xiu sat there straight, without even turning his head, just twisting his head, opening his mouth, and looking at the hall in a daze, which was very dazzling among the people who worshipped.

"Well, there are some qualifications." The old man nodded slightly, then turned around and walked straight towards the screen, when suddenly his figure swayed, as if entering a transparent space, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The hall was quiet, who didn't speak, only Zhang Ming's respectful voice: "Congratulations to the messenger." Then he stood up, danced again as before, bowed a few times, and then sat down again, wiped the fine sweat on his head, and looked at the people in the hall who had never come back to their senses and smiled silently.

After a long time, Lu Min regained his composure, but his face was still a little pale, and his eyes were not as calm as usual. As for the others, it is even more unbearable, Li Cheng has not stopped chattering, like an old woman with a broken mouth. Mao Yan also clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, hung her head, and kept chanting something silently, which sounded a little similar to the spell Zhang Ming had just recited.

"Lu Jun?" Zhang Ming reminded softly.

"Huh?" Lu Min was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhang Ming with some blankness. Zhang Ming smiled slightly: "Now do you believe that there are immortals and Taoism?" ”

The corners of Lu Min's eyes twitched, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, he locked his brows and thought for a long time before he spit out a few words: "Zi Bu is strange and confused." ”

Zhang Ming shook his head, as if he was a little disappointed in Lu Min's stubbornness, he got up and walked to the hall, his majestic gaze swept away, and finally fell on Liu Xiu's face: "What about you?" ”

"We believed." Li Cheng and the others hurriedly said, kowtowing again and again: "Ask the master for guidance." ”

Zhang Ming didn't say a word, looked at Liu Xiu quietly, waiting for Liu Xiu's answer. Liu Xiu frowned and thought for a while, and finally said, "I'm a little confused now, I have to think again before I can answer the master." ”

Zhang Ming raised his eyebrows, was silent for a moment, nodded, didn't say anything more, turned around and returned to the hall, bowed his hand to Lu Min and Gong Shafu, and walked away with the woman in green.

On the way out of Fuyang, Lu Min did not speak, deaf to the excited discussions of Liu Bei, Zhang Fei and others. Liu Xiu stayed by his side, and did not speak, carefully recalling the scene he saw in the Taishou Mansion in his heart. He was originally as shocked as Lu Min, but now that he thinks about it, he feels that it is not so amazing. The situation in which the messenger appeared is somewhat similar to the hologram I saw in the movie in my previous life, the person is floating in the air, and the body seems to be transparent, appearing out of thin air, and suddenly disappearing, everything is very consistent.

But the question is, where did the holograms come from in these years?

The more Liu Xiu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he felt that his scalp was numb for a while. If the messenger was really made up of holograms, then there was only one explanation, that he was not alone in this world from another world, and that man was luckier than he was - he also brought a plug-in, and this plug-in was so advanced that even in his time it existed only in fantasy.

What makes him feel even more terrible is that if there is such a person, it is certain that he is by no means an ordinary person like himself, he just wants to save a small life, he is taking the initiative to change history and change this era.

Will he be Zhang Jiao? If it was Zhang Jiao, would the Yellow Turban Uprising be the same as in history? Could he really suggest a completely different world? Why didn't he come to collect a fierce general like Zhang Fei, because the time had not come, or because he didn't disdain it at all?

More importantly, if he found out that he was also a time-traveler, would he kill himself?

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Xiu couldn't help but shudder, and a cold sweat came out of his body.