Chapter 101: Please, God

This old man and young man are the Guigui and Wu Mian who rushed over from Liaoxi a few months ago, and it was Xiao Rensan who ate meat and drank wine on it. The three of them arrived at the Wujiang River a few days ago, and the Wujiang River was changed two years ago, and there was a big difference between it and the map in Wu Mian's memory. A few people could only walk all the way down the river, sixteen years ago, when Han Xin set up an ambush here to deal with Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, he moved all the nearby residents away. Now I can't even ask someone.

When they walked around here, the dry food that the three men were carrying had already been eaten. Whether to return or not is Bigu, Wu Mian can grit his teeth and endure it. It's just that Xiao Rensan couldn't stand the hunger, and when he saw food on the high platform in the distance, he rushed over regardless of it.

At this time, the little red face on the high platform was revealed, and half of his body leaned out of the high platform, and after smirking for a while, he said in a milky voice: "What good thing have I done to make you like this?" You say, I'll change ......"

As soon as he said this, Xiao Rensan's body suddenly fell from the high platform that was more than three feet high. Hundreds of villagers below exclaimed almost at the same time, watching such a small child like a ball of meat fall from the high platform. Suddenly, the timid man had closed his eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at the bloody scene.

However, after a few moments, there was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. On the contrary, there was a strange exclamation from the villagers on his side. When the few people who closed their eyes opened their eyes, they saw that no matter what was going on, on the high platform or on the ground, there was no trace of the child named Ren San. After inquiring, I learned that when Xiao Rensan landed, instead of blood spattering on the spot, he went directly into the ground, and the strange thing was that there was no trace on the ground.

A moment later, just where Xiao Ren San landed, his little red head suddenly popped up. With the smell of wine, he said to him: "Old immortal, this wine is good...... What did you just say to come here? What about you, make you like this......"

Looking at Xiao Rensan's drunken appearance, he sighed helplessly. still told the little drunkard what happened just now, and when the old guy spoke, Xiao Rensan had already crawled out of the ground. Then he fell to the ground, and after listening to the words of no return with drunken eyes, he said with a smile: "Isn't it just to summon a soul?" If they can't recruit them, won't you recruit them either? It doesn't matter if he's the overlord or the eighth, it's the same when he dies......"

By this time, the villagers had already knelt and surrounded the three men. I've just seen the skills outside, and now I see this little doll falling from such a high place without breaking it, that's not all, the little doll can still drill around underground. Such supernatural powers are only found in mythological stories, let alone summon the spirits of the overlord of Western Chu. I'm afraid it's not a problem to bring his old man back to life.

At the moment, this time the villagers kept kowtowing to Wu Mian and praying. In the end, he was forced to be anxious, and said to the villagers: "Get up, your ancestral tomb of Xiang Yu is smoking." I'll help you summon his spirit, but then again, you, the overlord, have been killing himself for sixteen years, and I can't guarantee that he has been reincarnated. If he had been reincarnated after his death, he would have been a half-sized son of fourteen or fifteen years now. I can't take out his soul and bring it to you, can I? ”

Hearing the old fairy speak, the villagers kowtowed to the three people even more devoutly. It would be great if Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, had been reincarnated, they were all villagers in Xiang Yu's hometown. It's just that I can't bear to be such an earth-shattering character, and after death, I can't return to my hometown. At that moment, he rushed all the way to summon the soul of the overlord of Chu, and he didn't expect this trick to be sixteen years.

During this period, the self-proclaimed spiritualist priest also changed countless waves. Among them, there are really a few masters who have Taoism, and after recruiting them a few times, they all returned in vain. However, some alchemists revealed that they could feel Xiang Yu's soul, but no matter what kind of soul-conjuring technique was used, the soul of the overlord would not come. It was as if the soul was attracted to something......

After listening to the words of the villagers, he smiled or not. Compared with those alchemists, his old man is a fairy-like figure, not to mention the soul of the overlord Xiang Yu, even if the soul of the first emperor has not been reincarnated, it is still easy to capture. After glancing at Wu Mian, who didn't care, the old guy said to the villagers: "Come on, I'll call your overlord back tonight." Again, as long as he is not reincarnated, I will reunite you tonight. ”

At that moment, the villagers were grateful for another messy kowtow, and then surrounded the two big and one small into the village where they lived. Sixteen years ago, it was still a wasteland, and it was because these people had formed a small village over the years in order to keep it for the convenience of summoning spirits.

The leader of the villagers is the village chief here, and he is killing chickens and geese to entertain these three old immortals. Wu Mian sat in the chief indifferently, and the village chief pestered them to tell what had happened to them for so many years. And Xiao Rensan went directly to the wine in the jar on the table, and he didn't need to be comfortable with others, two chubby little hands hugged the wine jar, directly put his little head into the jar, and drank the wine inside.

"Those few alchemists just now are all divine sticks, counting on them to summon spirits...... Nothing but their own souls can be recruited. It was easy to wait until the old village chief finished speaking, and then took the time to eat and drink, and continued to the village chief while eating and drinking: "Tonight, you don't need too many people, you can go with it or not." You don't need any sacrifices and tribute, just bring the clothes that the overlord wore during his lifetime, and then point out to me the approximate location where he killed himself back then. Then you can say it yourself, and I must send the Overlord away before dawn. If you still have anything to say, I'll ask you again tomorrow night. ”

The old village chief poured wine for the non-returnable cloth vegetables with a thousand thanks, and Wu Mian, who had not spoken much, suddenly said: "I also want to meet this overlord who pulls out the mountains, I have seen Liu Bang at the beginning, but Xiang Yu has no chance to see ......"

Before Wu Mian finished speaking, Xiao Rensan on the opposite table suddenly jumped on the table and shouted on it: "I want to see Yu Ji!" After this shout, the little one's feet went limp, and his body fell straight from the table. Before the villagers could come and check, they could already hear the little guy's snoring......

There was nothing to say that night, and the second watch was just after the day. Gui Wu Mian took the village chief and another person towards the mouth of the Wujiang River. Xiao Rensan was already drunk unconscious, but fortunately, this little guy would not be drunk at this time. The two of them left him here, and such a thing as conjuring spirits couldn't be simpler for Gui or Not to Return and Wu Mian. Ren San hadn't woken up until tomorrow morning, and their side was already over.

Following the two of them to the high platform of the noon conjuring spirits, the village chief pointed to a vacant lot on the edge of the Wujiang River and said, "That's it, the overlord killed himself there sixteen years ago." ”

"Riverside?" Gui Wugui glanced back at the village chief, and then continued: "Didn't you say that the overlord killed himself in Jiangxin? Why is it by the river again? ”

"It's true that the overlord killed himself on the river at the beginning, but it's not Jiangxin. Later, the river here was diverted, revealing the place where the overlord returned to heaven. Probably afraid that these two people would not believe it, the old village chief paused for a moment, patted his chest again, and said: "Back then, I was one of the eight thousand soldiers under the overlord, and Wujiang escaped this catastrophe by pretending to be dead in a battle. Sixteen years ago, I watched the overlord return to heaven ......"

Originally, he was going to ask a few more words, but Wu Mian on the side was a little impatient, and said to the old guy: "After summoning Xiang Yu's soul, hurry back, we will go to our place tomorrow morning." ”

Naturally, he didn't dare to go against Wu Mian, and he smiled and took a piece of silk used by the overlord from the village chief's hand. After the silk silk reached his hand, he suddenly said, "Whew!" With a bang, a fire broke out. Along with the fire, a puff of smoke began to circle in place......