Wang Xiaobai looked in the direction of Tuya, in the dark night, there was a ghost on horseback a hundred meters away, and the shadow was enough to quietly rush towards Tuya, the Mongolian steppe has been in constant war since ancient times, and some battlefield spirits are normal, plus Wang Xiaobai and Tuya summon spirits, maybe there will be some such things.

Judging from the blood-red breath on the ghost's body, how can it be an old ghost more than three hundred years old, of course Wang Xiaobai did not dare to let this battlefield ghost, the three-hundred-year-old ghost collided with Tuya, because once Tuya danced the shaman dance to summon the spirit, he couldn't stop halfway, Wang Xiaobai didn't have time to think about it, he had a yellow charm in his left hand, pulled out the token with his right hand, and rushed to the front of Tuya with a few arrows, and used his body to face the ghost who rushed over on a black horse.

The geist body exuded a blood-red light, mixed with black aura, and rushed with full momentum, Wang Xiaobai made a mistake under his feet, and was about to meet it, seeing that it was getting closer and closer, so close that Wang Xiaobai could already completely see the appearance of this geist, and saw that it was a knight wearing tattered armor and only half of his head.

Yes, only half of the head, the right half of the head is intact, the left half of the face is not seen, it is blank, but the edges are mutilated and uneven, as if it has been trampled and half of its head is gone, it is wearing old armor, tattered, covered with blood, its right hand is tightly holding a scimitar, and the black horse under it is full of arrows, galloping forward, the arrows tremble, like a huge hedgehog.

The wandering soul that died in battle was the most difficult to deal with, Wang Xiaobai didn't dare to be careless, staggered to catch up, and recited the incantation: "The sun and the moon are bright, and humanity is rejuvenated." I entered the sky from the canopy, and skipped the sky to rush and retreat. Instead, the heavenly fowl and the heart are right, and the heavenly pillar is appointed to the Yinghui. Doubu passes according to pure gods, humanity is obstructed by ghosts, and thousands of evils are avoided. Haste as a law. ”

The Yin Dou Gang spell cooperated with the Yin Dou Gang step, Wang Xiaobai was indomitable, seeing that there were still a few steps to collide, the geist suddenly pulled the reins of the horse, the war horse suddenly stopped, and the dark aura on his body spread outward, and the yellow talisman in Wang Xiaobai's hand was almost about to come out of his hand, but he saw that the geist threw down the knife and gun, and made a gesture of putting his hands together at him.

He, and harmony, represent peace, friendship, solidarity and cooperation. A fist or a weapon in the hand indicates a fight. The hands are raised, showing that the bare hands are empty, that is, there is no intention of fighting. One hand can also hurt people, and when the two palms are together, there is no intention to hurt people.

There are many meanings of the palms together, but they are all goodwill, Wang Xiaobai reacted quickly, Huang Fu just gestured forward, and he did not throw it out at the critical moment, at the same time, he was only three steps away from the geist, so close to the distance, he felt the sadness and pain in the soul of the geist, and there seemed to be a voice pleading to him, "Master mercy, please surpass me!" ”

Wang Xiaobai felt his pain, stopped all his movements, and made a bow to the wandering spirit, if the person who died in battle did not spend his time well after death, and could not reincarnate, he would wander in the place where he died in battle, unwilling to die, still maintaining a state of fighting, like to kill, and after a long time, it would attract thunder and thunder, and disappear.

Even if he escapes the thunder of heaven and wanders for 500 years, he will become an Asura ghost, be led to the Asura realm, become an Asura ghost, or fight all day long, the Shura ghost is arrogant by nature, and his attachment is very strong, although he has been taught by all kinds, his heart is not moved, and even if he hears the Dharma, he cannot achieve enlightenment. To put it bluntly, it's just one word, bitter, and there is no hope at all.

The wandering ghost in front of Wang Xiaobai is such a ghost, he has been wandering in the grassland for almost four hundred years, or he was killed in a battle with the Jurchens in the early Qing Dynasty, and has been wandering on the grassland, avoiding a lightning strike every hundred years, but this year it has also suffered a heavy blow, although it has not disappeared, but if it goes on like this, the next thunderstorm may not be dodged, even if it dodges, it has to become a Shura ghost.

Tuya and Wang Xiaobai did it, summoning Huang Laoqi's soul, and the spirit who died in battle felt it, knowing that this was an opportunity, he hurried over and saluted Wang Xiaobai, the purpose was just to let Wang Xiaobai and Tuya surpass themselves, Wang Xiaobai was also relieved to see the ghost who died in battle, although it took a long time for the ghost to die in battle, it was better than doing it.

Wang Xiaobai recited the mantra softly, took out a long incense stick from his satchel, and guided the dead spirit towards the river, while Tuya was still dancing the shaman dance to summon the spirit. When he came to the river, Wang Xiaobai first used the yellow charm to wash away the sins and blessings of the dead spirits, and then used a white paper boat to overtake the dead spirits and horses.

It took nearly an hour for the battlefield wandering soul to be overdue, and there were more than 20 lonely souls and wild ghosts lining up on the grassland...... Tuya is dancing shamanic dance, Wang Xiaobai is exceeding, neither of them is easy, their physical and mental consumption is great, it is much more difficult than exceedance in Huitong Building, after all, there are people in Huitong Building to cooperate, and in the grassland, Wang Xiaobai not only has to overtake all kinds of lonely souls and wild ghosts, but also take care of Tuya at the same time.

The spirit has been in a high degree of tension, time passed unconsciously, although Wang Xiaobai's excess is getting smoother and smoother, his physical strength and energy are a little unable to keep up, and before he knows it, the sky is also bright, Tuya has finished dancing the shaman dance, and he is watching Wang Xiaobai overdue.

Waiting for Wang Xiaobai to finish the last batch of lonely souls and wild ghosts, Tuya came over and took out a handkerchief and handed it to Wang Xiaobai, and then snorted at the altar where Huang Laoqi was placed.

The feeling of being too familiar made Wang Xiaobai ecstatic, and he couldn't help but say, "Is it the seventh child?" ”

"Shhhh Brother Xiaobai, don't disturb Huang Laoqi, Lao Qi has been dead for a long time, although grandma used a spell, but the remnant soul is very weak, don't alarm it, when his remnant soul gathers, he can be guided into the corpse, let's take our time, what you see now is just an afterimage, don't scare it away......"

"Okay, Tuya, I'll listen to you, what are we going to do next?"

Tuya smiled slightly: "You don't have to do anything, just cover Huang Laoqi's body with blades of grass, let's come back tonight, seven seven forty-nine days, we have only passed a day......"

While talking to Wang Xiaobai, Tuya walked to the side of the altar, picked up the leaves and weeds next to him, piled them on Huang Laoqi, and covered the body with a big flag, so that even if there was sunlight, it would not shine directly on Huang Laoqi.

Tuya's shamanism is really primitive enough, Wang Xiaobai asked curiously: "Tuya, is this okay?" ”

"It's okay, Brother Xiaobai, go back and eat well, sleep well, rest well, we still have a few days to ......"

Tuya said very seriously, Wang Xiaobai nodded and agreed, the two returned to the tent tiredly, the old shaman got up very early, cooked mare's milk tea for the two, heated the cakes, Wang Xiaobai gobbled up three cakes, and fell asleep.

Gossip aside, Wang Xiaobai, who had slept for almost a day, woke up in the evening, began to meditate after eating, and waited until more than ten o'clock in the evening, came to the altar with Tuya, lifted the grass and leaves on Huang Laoqi's body, and continued to summon spirits for Huang Laoqi.

The hard work of conjuring spirits is beyond Wang Xiaobai's imagination, forty-nine days does not seem to be a long time, but it is like a cultivation, they not only have to face the double consumption of physical strength and energy, but also have to surpass the lonely souls and wild ghosts, to prevent the wandering souls who die in the grassland, especially the bad weather, the weather on the grassland, just like the face of a three- or four-year-old child, it will change, one moment it is still sunny, the next moment it can be stormy, and the rain is pouring.

No matter how bad the weather is, Wang Xiaobai and Tuya have to summon Huang Laoqi's soul at night, and they don't dare to stop for a day, and on the fifth day, there is a strong wind, the wind and sand are pervasive, and they can almost blow people away.

After surviving the strong wind, the next was the torrential rain, and Wang Xiaobai under the rain felt that someone was carrying a big basin and splashing at them one pot after another, and there was a vast white space in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, and he couldn't even hear Tuya's incantation, even so, Wang Xiaobai also used his body and a broken blanket to block most of the wind and rain for Tuya.

Before coming to the grassland, Wang Xiaobai didn't believe that there was such a harsh environment in the world, and the fuck was to summon spirits in such a harsh environment, Wang Xiaobai secretly complained, but he never gave up at all, and was more worried about Tuya, what he didn't know was that it was precisely because of the spell casting in such a harsh environment that the training he got was also multipliing.

Every time the evil environment is strategic, Wang Xiaobai can be forced out of all his potential, and then continue to persist and persist...... Finally, the first seven days were completed, and Huang Laoqi's life and soul became more and more clear, and on the seventh day, a soul and a soul were led by Tuya, and they followed the incense burned in front of Huang Laoqi's corpse and got into the corpse.

Seeing that Huang Laoqi's soul and soul were recalled, Wang Xiaobai was overjoyed, feeling that all the efforts and fatigue were worth it, and hurriedly tied Huang Laoqi's right leg with a red rope, reciting a spell to help him stabilize his soul, Tuya also got up, helped Wang Xiaobai bless, watched Tuya lose weight, Wang Xiaobai was grateful, opened his mouth to say thank you, but felt that thank you was not enough to express, just smiled and nodded at her.

Tuya also smiled at Wang Xiaobai...... 2k reading web