Chapter 165 Li Chenghuang
Hu Wen stared at the hall in front of him, feeling empty in his heart, as if something in his heart had been taken away after the soldier left.
It wasn’t until Hu Ni carefully approached Hu Wen and poked him with her little paw that Hu Wen came back to his senses.
Looking down at Hu Ni, Hu Wenneng saw deep worry in the little fox's eyes.
"Lang Jun, are you okay."
"...It's okay."
Hu Ni doesn't understand birth and old age, nor illness and death. The scene in front of her scares the little fox, but she also knows that a very important person has left Hu Wen. .
When some old foxes in the clan who treated her well died, she was the same way. She just felt like something was stuck in her heart and it was very uncomfortable.
The little fox felt that Hu Wen probably felt the same way now, and he must be very uncomfortable.
She didn’t know how to comfort people, but thinking that Hu Wen seemed to like touching her own fur, she lowered her head and nuzzled Hu Wen’s ankles with her head and tail.
Hu Wen stretched out his hand, picked up the little fox, and touched Fox Ni's forehead.
Take a long exhale.
I know in my heart that there is nothing that can be done about this matter and no one can change it, but it is still like this, and it is difficult to heal the pain in my heart.
Just as he was trying to think of a way to bury the soldiers' corpses alive, he suddenly found Zuo Chen walking slowly in front of the huge mountain of corpses.
"Taoist Priest?"
Hu Wen was slightly startled.
"These good soldiers should not die in vain." Zuo Chen stretched out his hand, not avoiding the blood, and put his hand on the corpse.
He can feel the temperature.
Three souls and seven souls have not dispersed yet.
People can be saved!
The thieves harmed them and cost them their lives.
But Zuo Chen can keep them!
If it comes to your mind, do it.
Zuo Chen took out the small pair of scissors that he had been using before.
Same as before, push your wrist and make a stroke with the scissors in the air.
The sound of cloth being cut rang out from everyone's ears, and Zuo Chen cut a door in the air for people to pass through. Inside this door, the dreamland appeared in front of everyone again.
The moment the dreamland was cut open, the noise of clinking glasses also came, bringing a bit of life to this dead place.
The window is open directly below the mountain of corpses. Looking through the window, Ning Wei is drinking with his brothers. The room they are in is clean and bright, with the sunshine behind them warm. There are tall piles of trees piled up behind the window. The mountain of corpses casts a thick shadow and covers the surrounding area.
Ning Wei didn't notice his surroundings, they seemed to be integrated into the dream.
Zuo Chen stretched out his hand, trying to reach into the dream, but his hand seemed to have hit an invisible wall and was blocked outside, unable to penetrate at all.
Their three souls and seven souls are still in this dream and have not yet dissipated.
A clear resistance came from Zuo Chen's palm.
This big dream doesn’t want to let anyone go.
He snorted coldly, his eyes glowed with golden light, and there was thunder in his palms.
Zuo Chen straightened his Taoist crown and raised his palm high.
The palm is like a shadow, and he shoots down suddenly!
“Pa!”
Zuo Chen struck the invisible barrier with one palm.
Hearing the sound of cracking porcelain, Zuo Chen actually squeezed forward and walked into this dream by forcefully relying on his body!
Ning Wei's soldiers who were drinking all heard the sudden movement. They subconsciously pulled out their weapons and looked sideways, only to find that Zuo Chen was already standing there. in the room.
"Taoist?" Ning Wei was obviously stunned. He was about to ask what was going on, but suddenly he saw a small wisp of breeze blowing in from the outside world and falling on him.
It was like a trance.
The memories of previous thoughts also returned to Ning Wei's body.
His body swayed, his expression was a little dazed. After thinking about it for a while, an unspeakable bitter smile appeared on his face:
"Taoist priest, I and brothers... this is Dead.”
"The physical body is indeed destroyed."
After hearing Ning Hui's words, the other soldiers were also at a loss. They looked around and looked at each other, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they swallowed them all. Into the stomach.
Before I had time to feel sad, I heard Zuo Chen say:
"Although the physical body has been destroyed, your three souls and seven souls are still preserved by this dream. If you are willing, you can follow me out of the dream. , became the City God of Xiliantai!”
Hearing this, Ning Wei couldn’t hide his surprise:
"Is it really possible?"
"Of course it is possible."
"But shouldn't there be only one city god in a place?"
"Can't the city god have some subordinates? ?" Zuo Chen said with a smile: "Everyone here, if you want to have a peaceful rest, I can use the talisman to cut out the dream here separately, and stay here with peace of mind. If you really want to come out with me, you may have to. Keep working hard."
Ning Wei looked at the brothers following him.
The soldiers just stood in line behind him and listened to his orders.
The soldiers didn't say a word, but their eyes already told Ning Wei the answer.
“You brats are going to put your lives on my back again.” Ning Wei laughed: “So what if the body is destroyed? There are still evil spirits wandering in Youzhou. If I and my brothers are allowed to I'm probably hanging around in this dream in the middle of the night I can't sleep well!" He patted his head again: "Hey, this is already in a dream, why should I sleep!"
Looking at Zuo Chen again, Shan Kneel down:
"Please grant me a title from the True Lord!"
The other soldiers also knelt down on one knee and raised their hands forward.
“Okay!”
Zuo Chen’s hands are kneading Taoist secrets, and he has started to use the art of law and order:
“The living guard their lives, and the dead guard their souls.
"Guard the world, destroy evil and maintain peace!"
The fingertips are shining brightly, and the dream is being pulled away by invisible forces, and all the scenery is being pulled further and further away.
This big dream seemed to want to make a final struggle and pull Ning Wei and others away, but the light on Zuo Chen's fingertips became even brighter, and in the blink of an eye, the illusory dream around him was blown away.
Returning to the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, he turned his hands and made flowers again, and made another secret:
"But recalling the past, the moment the flowers bloomed, who would be dyed with the immortal secret.
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"In the forest garden behind the wind, the sky opens up, and the horizons are completely different."
Throwing the flower outward, this little flower fell on the mountain of the corpse.
Blood, minced meat and bones turned into specks of light, floated into the air, and turned into petals blowing in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, it swept through the entire Xilian Station, dispelling the filth inside and outside, leaving only petals flying all over the sky, as if to celebrate new life.
The method of blooming flowers for a moment not only protects the living beings and protects them with flowers, but also allows the blood to turn into petals and float in the wind.
Originally, according to the saying in the jade slips, flowers bloom instantly for defense or to turn enemies into flowers. The ability to turn mud, fire, running rivers, and the corpses of the dead into flowers is the most useless of all.
But the owner of this jade slip liked it very much, and so did Zuo Chen.
When the flowers dispersed, there were no traces of corpse blood inside or outside the Xilian Tower. The tall buildings showed a slight vicissitude, with old knife and ax marks.
At this moment, Ning Wei and others finally stood in the ordinary world again, with little golden lights appearing on their bodies. They were no longer mortals, but incense city gods.
Hu Wen looked at Ning Wei who reappeared, his mouth trembled slightly, but in the end he couldn't hold it back and called out:
"Brother Ning!"
"You bastard." Ning Wei also looked at Hu Wen and scolded with a smile: "You are so old, you are crying."
As he said, His tears also flowed down and wet the corners of his clothes.
......
Even a man like Ning Wei took a long time to calm down when faced with such a thing.
Nowadays, although Ning Wei's soldiers only have three souls and seven souls, and they are transformed into city gods, they should only exist in clay sculptures and golden bodies, but in fact this is not the case.
With a little effort, Ning Wei and others can temporarily obtain a realistic body.
After being reborn, they also more or less mastered the power of merit. When they were transformed into entities, their power became stronger, or they could resonate with the surrounding creatures, or they could be pure Taoism has improved a bit.
There are many wonderful methods in this, and they still need to try more by themselves.
However, I have just gained a new strength and my body is not used to it yet. It is inevitable that some jokes will happen. For example, Ning Wei has a soldier. It is difficult to control his strength at this moment. The strength of his whole body becomes stronger and the soles of his feet are also under control. If he couldn't stop, he would bump into the wall or the ceiling.
"Taoist Master." Ning Wei came to Zuo Chen's side, bowed and said, "Our other brothers..."
"Their three souls and seven souls were not in the dream."
Ning Wei sighed in his heart.
He probably guessed this too.
There is indeed no possibility of resurrection for those killed by evil spirits in dreams.
After all, as a veteran who is used to life and death, he quickly adjusted his mood and said:
"The evil monk who harmed my brothers may still be over there at the observation tower. I plan to take him with me Brothers, go out and kill him. Master, do you think this can be done? "
"Is it possible in your current state?"
Listen to Zuo Chen's question. Ning Wei's face became slightly embarrassed.
If he were still in the flesh now, then Ning Wei could pat his chest and guarantee that it would not take much effort to kill a monk.
It's a pity that in his current state, if he touches the knife, the knife may fall out of his hand, let alone kill someone.
Looking at him like this, Zuo Chen smiled helplessly:
“Don’t be brave for the time being, and get used to your new body. I don’t have anything to do right now, and my hands are itchy. You said so I'll take care of that thief monk."
"Thank you, Taoist Master!"
Ning Wei was very grateful.
Just as Zuo Chen was about to go out, Guan Goudou and Zhu Laoba got behind him.
"Taoist Master, please take us two with you." Zhu Laoba smiled and said: "I had a drink with Brother Ning in my dream before, and we couldn't bear it. What's more, killing someone like this There is no need for you to take advantage of this thing. When the time comes, we will chop him into pieces to save the dirty blood from staining your Taoist robe."
He laughed, but Zuo Chen didn't refuse.
When you arrived outside the broken gold door, you looked into the distance.
Zuo Chen saw the lookout that Ning Wei was talking about. The wooden high-rise building was casting a long shadow in the sun.
He raised his head and looked in that direction, and found a bald head facing his eyes.
As expected, he didn’t leave.
Just by exerting force under his feet, he jumped out in the blink of an eye and flew to the watchtower.
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(End of this chapter)