Whew!

At this time, a whirlwind was blowing in the sky, and there was a faint flash of electric light in the rolling black clouds, and it seemed that Wukang, who had been gloomy for a long time, was finally going to rain.

Wu Zhu came to the middle of the altar, and a boy with a bronze statue also walked up. Wu Zhu held the bronze jue full of wine in both hands, and with a bow, he lifted the bronze jue above his head, and after the boy walked down the altar, he walked in front of a bronze tripod.

There is a bunch of grass in the bronze tripod, although it is not unusual in itself, but in the eyes of all believers, it is too noble to describe in words.

Wu Zhu while chanting the words, while carefully pouring the wine in the jue on the thatch, after all the wine in the jue was poured, he slowly raised his head, and then the boy who had just served the wine came up with a xylophone.

Wu Zhu handed the bronze jue back to the boy and took the xylophone casually.

"Wu Gexi was rhinoceros armor, and the car was wrong and short-handed. As soon as ......the boy retreated, Wu Zhu sat cross-legged on the altar and placed the xylophone on his knees. While plucking the strings, he sang "The Death of the Nation" loudly. The crisp sound of the piano stirred people's hearts, but the drums in the courtyard no longer sounded.

Accompanied by Wu Zhu's low and mournful Chu tune, the witches in the courtyard also began to dance with white feathers. Compared with the graceful dancing of the witches, the movements of the male witches are a bit rough. They held a wooden shield in their left hand and a wooden axe in their right hand, and they shouted in a broken voice to the tune of Wu Zhu, and waved the shield axe in their hands as if they were crazy.

The witches sang and danced, and the believers naturally did not sit idle, and they did not need to say much, so they directly joined the ranks of the witches.

Chaos is undoubtedly the best disguise, and Dean naturally won't let go of this opportunity. He pretended to dance twice as he slowly approached the main hall. However, just as he was about to reach the door, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, everyone naturally stopped moving.

Dean subconsciously turned his head to look, and Wu Zhu stood up again, he was standing facing east, his hands spread flat on his chest, and there was a rusty arrow on his palm.

Bang!

A thunderclap exploded in the distance, and a strong wind suddenly blew from afar, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Boom! Boom! Boom......

The drums in the courtyard sounded rhythmically again, and the witch blessing on the altar opened its mouth again. As he spoke, he kept turning his direction.

"The soul is back! The East can't be trusted! ”

"The soul is back! The South can't stop there. ”

"The soul is back! The harm of the West is a thousand miles of quicksand. ”

Whew!

As soon as he was facing north, several lightning bolts struck the sky in succession. Before everyone could come to their senses, soybean-sized raindrops crackled and fell from the sky.

However, despite the heavy rain, the people in the courtyard did not panic at all, they closed their eyes, put their thumbs against each other, pressed the four fingers of their left hand against the four fingers of their right hand, and kept turning their mouths, obviously praying for something.

"Gao, Overlord Fu!" Although everyone looked solemn and fested in place, Wu Zhu's voice still did not stop. He stared at the blood-red statue of the Overlord of Chu in the main hall, as if he would return again with his call.

"Gao, Overlord Fu!" He raised his voice deliberately, but his tone became more and more desolate. A bolt of lightning exploded a few feet above him, but he didn't care.

"Gao, Overlord Fu!" He roared the last of the ritual with all his strength, and then went limp.

"It's a mystery." Dean smiled mockingly, wiped the rain from his face, and wanted to sneak into the temple under the pretext of hiding from the rain. But as soon as he lifted his foot, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed his shoulder.

As soon as he turned around, Di Chun's panicked voice came from his ears.

"Childe, the overlord of Chu has appeared in Hangzhou again!"

Di'an's heels were weak and he almost fell to the ground, he grabbed Di Chun's arms tightly, and hurriedly asked, "When did it happen?" ”

Before Di Chun could speak, everyone hugged Wu Zhu with him, and the dense flow of people squeezed the two of them away at once, and without Di An lifting his feet, he was pushed into the main hall by the crowd.

Surrounded by an impenetrable human wall, Dean had to temporarily suppress the urge to find Di Chun. Recalling Di Chun's words just now, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, how could there be such a coincidence in the world, as soon as the soul conjuring was over here, there was a manifestation over there.

Is there really any monster that can't be done? It was the second time he had questioned his previous opinion, but this time he was no longer confident enough to quickly dismiss it.

The more he thought about it, the more confused his thoughts became, and his head began to burn, and it hurt so badly that it seemed to be about to crack. For the first time, his heart began to get frizzy, he clenched his fist and was about to punch down directly to his forehead, but the fist was still in mid-air and was stopped.

"You're crazy!" Tang Huan shook off his arm and scolded loudly.

Tang Huan's words were originally out of a good heart, but when Di An heard it at this time, it was undoubtedly a spark thrown into the oil pot, he remembered Tang Huan's teasing of him yesterday, and the inexplicable anger suddenly burned his reason with a "boom". He glared at Tang Huan angrily, and slapped Tang Huan's face, and a crisp sound sounded in the hall, and for a while, the entire time and space fell into a standstill.

"Get out!" His roar silenced the noisy hall, but as soon as he finished roaring, it suddenly went dark in front of him, and then he fell to the ground unconscious.

In the face of Dian's rude behavior, Tang Huan, who has always been rude, surprisingly did not get angry, she repelled the crowd that was still crowding here with a blue face, and then regardless of what others were chewing behind her back, she stepped forward and supported Dian's back and helped him up.

Her hand reached for Dian's forehead, and sure enough, it was hot enough to fry an egg.

At this time, Sun San finally squeezed over. Before he could speak, he listened to Tang Huan's instructions: "Carry him on your back and go." ”

"But it's raining a lot outside." Sun San said with great concern as he picked up Dean on his back.

"The carriage of the Lu Mansion is outside the ancestral temple." Di Chun also came to his side, and although the eagerness on his face would make the uninformed suspicious of Di'an's identity, he couldn't care so much about it now.

As soon as he heard that there was a carriage, Sun San couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although he had sworn not to touch anything from the Lu family, but now he had to break his oath.

However, just as Di Chun and the others were about to raise their feet, a piercing voice sounded behind them.

"Guys, it seems that you haven't asked Young Master Ben's opinion yet, right?" Di Chun followed the sound and saw that a man in white with a swaggering toe and a coppery smell was walking over with a group of vicious house slaves.