When the fat man and the others heard what Feng Yun said, they looked at each other.

Where are the guests from this black-lit place?

Looking at the direction that Feng Yun was looking at, it was a foggy sea, could it be ......

Speaking of this, the fat man suddenly looked towards the sea in disbelief.

The sea is still white and foggy.

In the white mist, the fat man and the others gradually saw that there seemed to be a figure looming in the white mist.

One...... Two...... Three......

More and more figures appeared in the white mist, and they seemed to be standing on the surface of the sea, hidden in the white mist, or perhaps the white fog followed them.

Although they couldn't see these figures clearly, the fat people had a strange feeling in their hearts.

The figures looming in the white mist did not seem to be a complete human form, but only the outline of a person.

It stands to reason that this silhouette should not be clear at all, but in the hearts of the fat people, they always feel that these figures seem to be wearing armor and holding weapons in their hands.

"Are those the guests the director is talking about?"

The fat man lowered his voice and looked at Yan Qilin beside him and asked. Yan Qilin nodded thoughtfully, his eyes full of doubts.

On the other side, the farther periphery.

"How can there be fog on this sea?"

Li Guowei squinted his eyes in the distance, trying his best to see the situation on the sea clearly, but the words he said inadvertently made the soldiers beside him feel confused.

"Chief soldier, what's the fog? The weather was fine today, there was no fog ......"

Li Guowei didn't show too much surprise on the surface, but he had already set off a storm in his heart.

Obviously, what he could see at this time was not at all the same as what the soldiers beside him saw.

This shows that the white fog he saw was unusual, and the figure looming in the white fog was also different.

"Zhaozhao courtier, protect the country and loyalty. The ghost banquet has been placed, listen to my words......"

Suddenly, Feng Yun's voice came again, still in a tone that was so weird that it made people get goosebumps, and the cold around them suddenly rose.

"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and thousands of miles of dust, once a son of heaven and a courtier.

How can the north forbid the sand years, and the southerners are paranoid about Jin Qiankun......"

Feng Yun seemed to be chatting with an old friend at the moment, his voice began to be low, and his tone slowed down.

As he spoke, he lit a handful of incense, and after this handful of incense was lit, it was rare to be filled with thick green smoke.

Feng Yun took this handful of incense and walked in front of the zombie Zhao Hu.

At this moment he was standing upright on the ground, facing the direction of the sea.

Feng Yun first turned around his head three times, and recited the words as he turned:

"Washing the three clears to see the present day, the universe is bright and difficult to eliminate."

Then Feng Yun lowered his hand and turned around the zombie three times:

"Let go of the red dust and have no troubles, and there is no past like today."

Immediately afterwards, he bent down in front of the zombie's leg and spun around three times with incense:

"Cut off the road of everything in the world, and the ghost road will always be ......"

After doing all this, Feng Yun held this handful of incense in front of him again, and then blew a breath towards the zombie Zhao Hu's face.

Call!

The thick green smoke instantly hit Zhao Hu's face, and in an instant, Zhao Hu's chaotic and godless eyes, which had been open, actually flashed a little clear.

It was like a big dream for hundreds of years, and at this moment, it was like a dream, although his face was still stiff, but his eyes began to have emotional fluctuations.

"Huh?"

For a while, there were meaningless syllables in Zhao Hu's throat, but at this moment, anyone could see that he was very excited.

"Zhao Hu, let's see who's coming......"

Feng Yun said as he took a few steps back to the side and gave up his vision.

Suddenly, Zhao Hu's gaze fell on the sea, but in this white mist, he seemed to be able to see clearly, his eyes were a mixture of excitement and surprise, and he was no longer sluggish.

"Director, what's going on, isn't he a zombie, what's ......?"

The fat man was stunned and asked in a low voice beside Feng Yun, who replied while inserting this handful of incense into the incense burner:

"I temporarily obscured Zhao Hu's obsession and replaced his essence with aroma, which could restore his consciousness a little.

Although Zhao Hu's soul has long since left, his physical body is deeply obsessed.

Regaining this slight sense of consciousness will also help him to relax......"

The fat man suddenly realized, and from Feng Yun's tone, the fat man could guess that Zhao Hu's current situation should not last long.

After all, it is difficult for a person to survive without a soul, and a person without a soul is confused for a long time.

The kind of person who has five disadvantages and three deficiencies is only one less, and he will be stupid for the rest of his life, not to mention Zhao Hu's state of having no soul at all.

It's just that his obsession, coupled with the aura of demons, has become a zombie.

Once the aroma that Feng Yun crossed into Zhao Hu's body dissipated, Zhao Hu would return to his previous chaotic state.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Feng Yun copied the bell on the table again, and this time he shook it with extra urgency.

The rapid sound of the bell came into everyone's ears, only making everyone feel impetuous, as if the sound of the bell carried some magic, urging people to break their souls.

"Pave the way, lead to yin and yang!"

Feng Yun shook the bell and shouted again in a strange tone.

Only then did the fat man and Yan Qilin react, knowing that the director was talking to him, and then they grabbed a handful of paper money from the bag next to them and quickly came to Zhao Hu's side.

The paper money fell to the ground splendidly, and soon a yellow paper path was paved.

Feng Yun saw that the time had come, so he said by Zhao Hu's side:

"The white horse is ready, let's go and meet......"

Another spell, with a flick of his wrist, landed on the mane-raised paper horse.

In an instant, the paper horse was burned to ashes, but at this moment, a neighing of horses was heard in everyone's ears.

"Yu Yu—"

The fat man and Yan Qilin, who were laying down the paper money, soon noticed that horseshoe prints appeared on the paper money road.

When I looked up, I saw a looming white horse, standing at the head of the road at this moment, with a flying mane and a lively appearance.

And Feng Yun also used his sword finger to clamp the incense that Zhao Hu had been biting in his mouth, and as the incense was pulled out, a black shadow that was exactly the same as Zhao Hu actually walked out of Zhao Hu's body step by step.

"Smack!"

The next moment, as Feng Yun's two fingers broke off the incense, the fat man's eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

I saw the black shadow skillfully turn over and get on the horse, and the white horse was neighing, striding forward, stepping on the paper money under his feet, and walking towards the sea step by step.

"Director...... This...... This ......"

The fat man pointed incoherently to the seashore, obviously shocked by this.

Seeing this, Feng Yun asked rhetorically:

"Why, I don't understand?"

The fat man hurriedly nodded, but Feng Yun was not surprised to see this.

I saw Feng Yun walk to the incense burner, grabbed a handful of incense burners, looked at the fat man and said:

"Since you can't understand it, let's take a closer look!"

"Whew!"

As Feng Yun blew hard, the incense ash immediately flew out.

For a while, incense ash fell on everyone's body, but in the midst of a cough, everyone also noticed that the fog on the sea that obscured their vision dissipated......

As the white mist cleared, everyone was surprised to find that there were many translucent figures on the sea.

These figures were all chaotic and could not see their faces, but they were all wearing the same armor.

These armors are almost exactly the same as those on Zhao Hu's body, which means that these chaotic figures were all soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty.

The fat man's eyes widened and he looked at this scene in astonishment.

These people standing on the surface of the sea must be ghosts, but they are completely different from the ghosts they have seen in the Extreme Yin Land before.

But if it's not ghosts, these figures are looming, chaotic and ethereal, and have no substance.

Is it an illusion?

The same doubts also lingered in the hearts of several other people, and this scene seemed so strange.

At this moment, the white horse stepped on the surface of the sea, carrying a black shadow, and gradually walked towards the group of figures.

"Director, are these ghosts all the ghosts of the Battle of Yashan?"

The fat man looked at Feng Yun beside him with some consternation, but Feng Yun quickly shook his head and glanced at him:

"No, the heroic souls who died in battle, unlike ordinary dead souls, will be picked up by a special person.

Either reincarnate or become a yin soldier and a general, and will not stay in the world for a long time.

And the heroic souls of the Great Song Dynasty soldiers have been hundreds of years ago, and naturally they are no longer in the world, and there are so many heroic souls in Yashan World War, and the location is not in Yanjun, do you think I may be summoned thousands of miles away? ”

The fat man suddenly said, "Then what are these?" ”

Feng Yun's vision was far-reaching: "These are just the obsessions left by those soldiers when they died in battle, the heart of the old country can be learned, although the body is dead, but the will is endless." ”

When people heard this, it suddenly dawned on them, no wonder they couldn't see the faces of these people clearly.

They are not dead souls, but remnants of obsession.

In the place of burial, wandering for a long time, not within the five elements.

The reason why Su Yun burned the paper man and the blind scalper was to go and attract these obsessions here.

Just as Feng Yun was speaking, the black shadow that came out of Zhao Hu's body turned over and dismounted, standing with these figures.

A few people seemed to be able to hear the deafening sound echoing in their ears......

"Be loyal to the country and swear to die!"

"Expel the Tartars and protect my country!"

The obsession of these Great Song Dynasty soldiers when they were alive and dead was so deep, even if a hundred years have passed, they have not dissipated.

Zhao Hu's obsession is to fail to serve the country and fail to fight on the battlefield when the country is in danger.

And the obsession of these soldiers is that they are powerless to resist the foreigners, and can only watch them step over their corpses and trample on the land of the Central Plains.

At this moment, Zhao Hu's figure is standing among the soldiers, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of the regret that has always been in his heart.

"Yo, Huzi, long time no see!"

When Zhao Hu appeared in front of the soldiers, everyone even heard a lively conversation.

"Zhang Dong, you kid has grown taller again! I'm back, and we can kill enemies together again. ”

"Hahaha...... It's good to come back, our brothers are together again! ”

These loud voices of talking made the fat man and others feel desolate for a while, these obsessions were still at that time, and their thoughts were about killing the enemy for the country, otherwise they would not be called obsessions.

The soldiers next to them have also been chatting familiarly, in their opinion, they have not met in a hundred years, it is just a night.

"We'll leave tomorrow, I don't know if we'll be able to come back neatly this time."

"Sure, I can't die, my lady gave birth to a boy for me, this battle must be won, the country cannot be broken, and I have to go home alive!

These Southern Song Dynasty warriors didn't know that they were dead until now, and only a wisp of obsession remained.

They will never be able to return to their long-awaited home, not even their newborn child.

But everyone is full of fighting spirit at the moment, cheering each other for tomorrow's battle.

Zhao Hu stood in the middle of the team and unconsciously became excited.

If you can't kill the enemy on the battlefield with all the generals, then you will defend one side after death.

Looking at the soldiers and horses brushing on the sea, Ma Ling'er's eyes were moist, Yan Qilin couldn't bear to look away, and even the fat man who was grinning was red at this time.

Whose children, whose husbands, and whose fathers were these Great Song warriors?

But after wearing this uniform, they are just warriors who protect the Great Song Dynasty.

It's hard to imagine how much pain they were suffering when they fell, so much so that the obsession they formed lasted for a long time.

They can't look at the past of these people like they look at Zhao Hu's life.

But they know very well that these soldiers are worthy of the respect of future generations, although it is no longer the era of the Great Song Dynasty, but this spirit should be remembered forever.

But as long as there is a soldier who does not have the belief that Loulan will never be returned, I am afraid that he will not appear here with a residual obsession like now.

No wonder Feng Yun said before that this was a visitor, indeed, it is worth treating with full respect that it is a guest!

"Jingle Bell ......"

As Feng Yun shook the rattle in his hand again, an extra charm appeared in his hand.

When the charm was lit in the incense, Feng Yun placed it in the wine glass next to him.

The charm quickly burned into ashes, mixed with this glass of liquor, and was held in Feng Yun's hand.

"Soldiers, listen to me!"

When Feng Yun's words fell, the army on the sea stopped talking one after another, and looked at Feng Yun in unison.

At this moment, thousands of troops and horses were silent, and when the sea and the sky were connected, they were full of soldiers, as if the heavenly soldiers descended to earth.

The waves in the sea were churning, and the wind was blowing, and all the soldiers seemed to regard Feng Yun as a general at this moment, each dignified and serious.

Just under such a gaze, the fat people felt a lot of pressure.

Everyone here may be nobodies, but when gathered at this moment, the fearless spirit is enough to make anyone feel terrified.

Feng Yunmian stood in front of the Dharma platform with a wine glass unchanged, looked at the sea and said loudly:

"Although the battle of Yashan was defeated, the spirit of the soldiers was seen by thousands of people in the Great Song Dynasty.

All the soldiers are concerned about their family and country, and their obsession has endured for a long time, and they must want to continue to protect the country and the people.

But look at the future generations of this great fire, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are still the same, peaceful and prosperous.

The difference between yin and yang has been decided, and it is difficult to change, this is the number of days.

But your blood has not been shed in vain, and it is precisely because of you that my Yanhuang clan can usher in the light in the darkness again and again.

Today, I set up an altar here to send the soldiers a ride for the people of the Great Song Dynasty, for the Great Song Dynasty, and for the Great Yan of today!

This glass of wine is for the soldiers to see them off.

Since then, the family and the country have been kept by us. ”

As the words fell, Feng Yun poured the glass of wine on the ground in front of him.

Then Feng Yungao shouted:

"All the members of the poll bureau listen to the order, send off the guests with high incense, and bow to the sky three times!"

Yan Qilin and the others picked up the three incense sticks on the table, lit them, and stood in front of them with respectful hands.

"Worship the soul of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Under the leadership of Feng Yun, everyone bowed respectfully to the ancestors and ancients, and then inserted these three incense sticks into the incense burner.

Then Feng Yun stomped on the spot three times, hugged his right hand with his left hand, and clasped his left thumb with his right hand, forming a yin and yang seal, standing in front of him, and said in a majestic voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, that's all it takes, yin to yin, yang to yang, and disperse.

This mountain and river is thousands of miles, and the younger generations will stay together, and they will live up to their predecessors! ”

Feng Yun's words were sonorous and powerful, and the fat man and others had a solemn face, personally participating in this practice that spanned a hundred years, and were touched.

Li Guowei, who was not far away, looked at this scene with a solemn face, although he didn't know what was happening, but he was also shocked in his heart.

Just as Feng Yun's voice fell, the howling yin wind suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, a shout suddenly spread throughout the four directions:

"The whole army obeys the order!"

Suddenly, all the soldiers stood up solemnly, even Zhao Hu.

Immediately afterward, the soldiers gradually turned around and walked into the distance.

Looking at the figures of the soldiers, Feng Yun slowly raised his hand, waved it vigorously, and said in a sonorous voice:

"The descendants of the family and the country will stick to it, and all the generals will rest in peace!"

The fat man felt it and said in unison:

"The descendants of the family and the country will stick to it, and all the generals will rest in peace!"

In the midst of this deafening cry, the army of the Song Dynasty made its figure transparent with every step it took, and gradually disappeared.

The obsession of the soldiers to stay in the world has finally dissipated, and this obsession is not a spirit body, so there is no sanity to speak of, just a pure obsession.

Now that this obsession has dissipated, these figures gathered by obsessions are naturally gone.

And the people call this extradition.

In a few seconds, the figure on the sea disappeared completely, and everything came and went quickly with the wind, and the fat man and the others woke up like a dream.

"It has been the same since ancient times, and there have been heroic souls from generation to generation."

Feng Yun looked at the sea and sighed softly, feeling something.

The most obvious change is naturally the zombie, and the corpse qi that has been haunting the zombie seems to have dissipated with the departure of the black shadow.

The zombie had always had a foul smell on its body, and now the smell was gone.

Under Feng Yun's orders, the fat man quickly began to clean up, and at this moment, Li Guowei slowly walked over.

Because Li Guowei's body was also stained with the incense ash blown by Fengyun, Li Guowei clearly saw the human form formed by those obsessions.

Although he was shocked by these ghost-like phantoms, he was also shocked by what Feng Yun said.

Fang Feng Yun met with his predecessors, and the posture of the juniors told him from the bottom of his heart.

This made Li Guowei unable to let go for a long time.

(End of chapter)