The sky changed drastically, and those villagers didn't seem to be afraid at all, and sincerely hoped that Prince Chu Ying's soul would return to the throne as soon as possible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe middle-aged man put the brocade box on the ground, got up and said to the people behind him, "The good day has come, please light the lotus lantern in your hand." The people put the lotus lanterns on the ground and blew the incense of the stars, and in an instant the sky darkened, and the moon was covered by thick black clouds, as if the thick ink had dyed the sky infinitely black. Wisps of green smoke rose from the burning incense, and Feng Chen and Bai Zhen hid from a distance and watched, only to see the bright light of the stars. The people seemed to be swallowed up by the endless blackness, and there was a dead silence under the night sky. The middle-aged man saw that the people were lighting the incense in their hands and said, "Put the incense tray into the lotus lantern and go down the river." ”

Thousands of lotus lanterns were poured into the river one after another, and the Taizi River seemed to turn into a meteor in an instant. The people got up in unison and watched the lotus lanterns float together, and then converge into a large red lotus, and the green smoke gathered together and rose into the sky to become a mist-colored dragon, and when the mist faded, the mist-colored dragon disappeared into the night sky. The moon slowly revealed, the middle-aged man opened the brocade box in his hand, and the ashes powder was blown away by the wind, and the moonlight on it was actually absorbed by the misty dragon that was missing, and the long dragon slowly had flesh and blood, and turned into a silver dragon, roaring and dancing on the banks of the Prince River. And the people fell on their knees and worshipped.

The silver dragon slowly highlighted its silver scales, and then two long whiskers moved with the wind. The middle-aged man shouted, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is back!" Feng Chen and Bai Zhen looked surprised from behind the tree, Feng Chen carefully pointed behind him and said, "Let's go back first!" Before the words were finished, the silver dragon spat out smoke, and many dead soldiers and souls appeared in the smoke. The silver dragon roared, spitting white smoke from its mouth, enveloping itself. Slowly, the giant dragon disappeared, and Prince Chu Ying appeared standing in the air with the souls of those dead soldiers. The middle-aged man knelt down, choked with tears in his eyes excitedly, and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, five years have finally waited for you." The members of the Tong Jia clan are here, waiting for your edict. "That Chu Ying is burly, his eyes are like stars, and his face is angular, which is somewhat similar to Houjin Khan Nurhachi. What Chu Ying was holding in his hand was the Fang Tian painting halberd that Lu Bu used back then, wearing a golden jade robe made of gold silk and armor, and green shoes on his feet. The souls of the deceased slowly floated to the ground, and the people who knelt down on the ground surrounded them. Chu Ying said to the middle-aged man, "Thank you uncle for saving my soul." ”

Feng Chen also knows a little about the five elements technique, and from the lotus mist just now, these are all illusions. But why was the corpse of the deceased prince Chu Ying five years ago refined in the Dan furnace by the old man of Materia Medica, and then came to the hands of this Chu Ying's uncle. Although most of these souls are formed by the gathering of resentment, it is really shocking to their heroic aura. It does have the power of a lion who is like a bamboo, and he is attacking the city. Chu Ying shook the halberd in his hand and said, "My father Khan can be in Shengjing?" The man said, "The Khan King has ...... The immortal is gone. Chu Ying was furious: "Who killed my father Khan?" The man did not explain, but said indifferently: "It's not the Ming Dynasty, it has already attacked outside Ningyuan City, this Yuan Chonghuan cannons that don't know where they came from, the war continued for three days, and all the children of the Eight Banners died under the artillery fire." ”

Chu Ying was furious, and waved the Heavenly Painting Halberd in his hand, and a thunderclap appeared in the sky, which happened to fall in the sky over there: "In the coming day, I will definitely sacrifice the blood of Yuan Chonghuan to my father Khan." The man hurriedly said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I'm afraid that when the moon comes out, the divine power in your body may no longer exist, and even your body will turn into dust." When the clouds cover the sun, I will summon you out with a lotus flower. After Chu Ying thanked his uncle, he said to the people under his feet: "Since I, Chu Ying, have returned, I will definitely not let you be displaced, we will definitely go back to Shengjing, how can I be a place to live outside this deserted city." ”

In a blink of an eye, these deceased soldiers disappeared into the moonlight with Chu Ying, and a silver bead fell from the sky, and the middle-aged man put the silver bead back into the brocade box and carried it into his arms, and the people knelt down to worship. Bai Zhen was puzzled: "Why would someone do it to recall these deceased souls, but this is against the sky after all." Feng Chen nodded: "Even if it is a person who cultivates immortals and seeks the Tao, he will never dare to act like this." ”

Feng Chen saw that these people had all withdrawn the lotus lanterns docked on the shore, and then dragged Bai Zhen quietly from behind the tree back to the middle-aged man's house. I thought about it in my heart, since I was going to Shengjing to find Hai Lanzhu, it was better to send this favor to Huang Taiji and inform Chu Ying of the throne in advance. The owner of this dilapidated thatched hut is not an ordinary country man, but some declining royal relatives.

The middle-aged man pushed open the firewood door and slowly moved to Feng Chen's face and asked, "Can you see and hear any abnormal movements?" Feng Chen pretended to be sleepy and said: "I just heard the thunder in the air, and I thought it was going to rain." Bai Zhen calmly led the carriage under the thatched eaves and said, "Big brother, I have to spend the night here today. The middle-aged man asked curiously: "I don't know if the two of you went to Shengjing to look for people, but there are other important things?" Feng Chen's brows tightened, could it be that he and Bai Zhen were hiding behind a tree just now and were discovered by Chu Ying's uncle.

Feng Chen was just about to make an excuse to excuse himself, but the man took the lead and said: "In a few days, on the day of the burial of our old Khan King, we want to send these coffins to Shengjing. Bai Zhen saw that Feng Chen's face was ugly, but he was embarrassed, and said with a smile: "My brother Feng Chen is going to Shengjing to find his daughter-in-law who has not yet passed the door, if this happy and mourning matter is put together, I am afraid it will be inconvenient!" The man no longer insisted on it, and probably told Feng Chen about the way out of the mountain.

The next day, when Feng Chen woke up early in the morning, he found that the coffins in the courtyard had disappeared one by one. The old brother was chopping wood in the yard, Bai Zhen hurriedly ran over and asked, "Big brother, don't you make those bamboo sticks today?" The old brother looked at Feng Chen and Bai Zhen in surprise and asked, "What do I do?" Feng Chen thought for a moment and asked, "What about the coffin that stopped here?" The big brother said with a smile: "Where do I have a coffin here, let alone a coffin, I just want a piece of high-quality wood, and I can't afford it!" Bai Zhen rubbed his temples, trying to remember what happened yesterday, but it was all blurred in his mind. Feng Chen felt that the big brother in front of him was the same as the one before, judging like two people.

At this time, the two understood. Someone used the seventh day of Nurha's red head to borrow the true dragon ghost to summon those soldiers and Chu Ying who had died, so that what Feng Chen and Bai Zhen saw last night was an illusion, and even the middle-aged man who was in the store that evening was not the one standing in front of the two of them today.