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Chapter 98 All members of the polling bureau listen to orders!

Fatty and the others looked at each other after hearing what Feng Yun said.

Where does this dark place come from?

Looking at the direction Feng Yun was looking at, it was the surface of the sea filled with fog, could it be...

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

The windy sea is still white and foggy.

In the white mist, Fatty and the others gradually saw a figure looming in the white mist.

one...two...three...

More and more figures appeared in the white mist. They seemed to be standing on the sea, hidden in the white mist, or the white mist followed them.

Although they couldn't see these figures clearly, the fat man and the others felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

Those looming figures in the white mist do not seem to be a complete human figure, but just the outline of a person.

It stands to reason that this kind of outline should not be seen clearly at all, but the fatty and the others always feel that these figures seem to be wearing armor and holding weapons in their hands.

"Are those the guests that the chief said?"

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

On the other side, the farther periphery.

"Why is there fog on this sea?"

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

"Chief soldier, how can there be any fog? The weather is very good today, there is no fog..."

Li Guowei didn't show an overly surprised expression on the surface, but there was already a storm in his heart.

Obviously, what he can see at this time is completely different from what the soldiers around him see.

This shows that the white mist I see is unusual, and the looming figure in the white mist is also strange.

"Minister Zhaozhao, protect the loyal soul of the country. The ghost banquet has been set, listen to my words..."

Suddenly, Feng Yun's voice came again, it was still so weird that it made one's skin crawl, and the surrounding cold suddenly rose.

"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of miles of dust, one emperor and one courtier.

How can the northern land forbid the years of sand, and the southerners are paranoid about the beautiful world..."

At this moment, Feng Yun seemed to be chatting with an old friend, his voice became low and his tone slowed down.

As he spoke, he lit a handful of incense. After the incense was lit, a rare thick green smoke filled the air.

Feng Yun took the incense and walked up to the zombie Zhao Hu.

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

Feng Yun first spun three times on his head, muttering something while doing the twirling:
"Cleansing the three cleanses to see the present, the universe is bright and bright, and it is hard to disappear."

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

"Let go of the world of mortals and there will be no disturbances, and there will be no past like the present."

Immediately afterwards, he bent down and spun incense three times in front of the zombie's legs:
"Cut off all roads in the world, and go on the road of ghosts..."

After doing all this, Feng Yun held up the handful of incense in front of himself, and then blew on the zombie Zhao Hu's face.

call!
The thick blue smoke hit Zhao Hu's face in an instant, and for a split second, a little clarity flashed through Zhao Hu's eyes that had been open and chaotic.

It's like a big dream that has been going on for hundreds of years, and at this moment, it's like a dream come to an end. Although his face is still stiff, there are emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

"what?"

For a moment, a meaningless syllable came out of Zhao Hu's throat, but at this moment anyone could see that he was very excited.

"Zhao Hu, look who is here..."

As Feng Yun spoke, he stepped back a few steps to the side, out of sight.

Immediately, Zhao Hu cast his gaze on the sea surface, but he seemed to be able to see clearly in the white mist, his eyes were full of mixed emotions of excitement and surprise, and he was no longer dull.

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

The fat man asked in a low voice beside Feng Yun in astonishment. Feng Yun inserted the handful of incense into the incense burner and replied:

"I temporarily concealed Zhao Hu's obsession and replaced his essence with fragrance, which can restore his mind a little.

Although Zhao Hu's soul has long since left, his physical body has deep obsessions.

Recovering this little bit of sanity will also help him to let go..."

Only then did the fat man suddenly realize, 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 he will be confused for a long time without a soul.

The kind of people with five disadvantages and three deficiencies will be stupid all their lives, let alone Zhao Hu, who has no soul at all.

It's just his obsession, coupled with being contaminated with evil spirits, that made him a zombie.

Once the fragrance that Feng Yundu had entered into Zhao Hu's body dissipated, Zhao Hu would return to the previous chaotic state.

"Jingle Bell……"

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

The rapid ringing of the bell reached everyone's ears, which only made everyone feel restless, as if there was some magical power in the sound of the bell, which made people want to die.

"Pave the way, connect Yin and Yang!"

While ringing the bell, Feng Yun yelled again in a strange tone.

Only then did Fatty and Yan Qilin realize that the director was talking to them, and then they grabbed a handful of paper money from the bag next to them, and quickly came to Zhao Hu.

The paper money fell to the ground profusely, and soon a yellow paper road was paved.

Seeing that the time had come, Feng Yun said beside Zhao Hu:
"The white horse is ready, let's meet each other..."

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

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

"Yuyu-"

Fatty and Yan Qilin, who were laying paper money with their heads down, soon noticed that there were horseshoe prints on the paper money road.

Looking up, I saw a looming white horse, standing at the head of the road at this moment, with a flying mane, vivid.

At the same time, Feng Yun caught the incense that Zhao Hu had been biting in his mouth with his sword finger, and as the incense was pulled out, a black shadow that was exactly like Zhao Hu walked out of Zhao Hu's body step by step.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, as Feng Yun pinched the incense with two fingers, the fat man and the others suddenly widened their eyes in surprise.

I saw the black shadow skillfully getting on the horse, and the white horse was neighing, striding forward, stepping on the paper money under its feet, and walking towards the beach step by step.

"Director... this... this..."

The fat man pointed at the beach incoherently, obviously shocked by this.

Seeing this, Feng Yun asked back:
"Why, don't you understand?"

The fat man nodded hastily, but Feng Yun was not surprised when he saw this.

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

"Since you don't understand, then take a closer look!"

"call!"

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

For a moment, incense ash fell on everyone, but amidst a burst of coughing, everyone also noticed that the fog on the sea surface that obscured their vision dissipated...

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

These figures are very chaotic, unable to see their faces, but they are 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 once soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty.

The fat man stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in astonishment.

The ones standing on the sea may be ghosts, but they are completely different from the ghosts I saw in the extremely dark place before.

But if it is not a ghost, these figures are looming, chaotic and ethereal, and have no entity.

Is it an illusion?
The same doubts were also entrenched in the hearts of several other people, and this scene seemed so strange.

At this time, the white horse was stepping on the surface of the sea, carrying the black shadow, and gradually walked towards the group of figures.

"Boss, are these ghosts the spirits of the Yashan Battle?"

The fat man looked at Feng Yun beside him in astonishment, but Feng Yun quickly shook his head and glanced at him:
"No, the heroic souls who died in battle are different from ordinary dead souls, and someone will come to pick them up.

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

And the heroic souls of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty have been hundreds of years ago, so naturally they are no longer in the world, and there were so many heroic souls in the Battle of Yashan, and the location was not in Yanjun. Do you think I might be summoned thousands of miles away? "

The fat man was at a loss for words: "Then what are these?"

Feng Yun has a far-reaching vision: "These are just the obsessions left by those soldiers when they died in battle. The heart of the homeland can be learned from the world. Although the body is dead, the ambition will never cease."

After hearing these words, Juren suddenly realized, no wonder they couldn't see the faces of these people clearly.

They are not dead souls, but a lingering obsession.

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

The reason why Su Yun burned the paper figurine and the blind scalper earlier was to lure these obsessions to this place.

Just as Feng Yun was speaking, the black shadow that came out of Zhao Hu's body got off his horse and stood with these figures.

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

"If you are loyal to the country, you will die!"

"Expel the Tartars and protect our country!"

The obsession of these soldiers of the Song Dynasty was so deep when they lived and died, even if a hundred years have passed, they still have not dissipated.

Zhao Hu's obsession is not being able to serve the country, not being able to fight on the battlefield when the country is in crisis.

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

At this moment, Zhao Hu's figure standing among the soldiers can be regarded as fulfilling the regrets in his heart all along.

"Yo, Huzi, long time no see!"

When Zhao Hu appeared in front of the soldiers, they even heard lively discussions.

"Zhang Dong, you've grown taller again! I'm back, and we can fight enemies together again from now on."

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

The voices of these loud discussions made Fatty and the others feel desolate. These obsessions still remained at that time, and what they were thinking about was killing the enemy for the country, otherwise they would not be called obsessions.

The soldiers next to them have also been chatting acquaintedly. In their view, they haven't met each other in a hundred years, and it's just a night.

"We're leaving tomorrow. I don't know if we can come back neatly this time."

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

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

They will never return to their long-awaited home, or even see their newborn child.

But everyone is full of fighting spirit at this moment, encouraging each other for tomorrow's battle on the battlefield.

Standing in the team, Zhao Hu became excited unconsciously.

If you can't fight the enemy with the generals in life, then you will defend one side after death.

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

Whose children, whose husbands, and whose fathers were these Song soldiers?
But after putting on this military uniform, they are just soldiers guarding the Song Dynasty.

It's hard to imagine how much pain they were suffering in their hearts when they fell down, so that the obsession formed would last for a long time.

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

But they are very clear that these soldiers are worthy of the respect of future generations. Although it is no longer the Song Dynasty, this spirit should be remembered forever.

As long as there is a soldier who does not have the belief that he will never return Loulan unless he breaks it, I am afraid that he will not appear here with his remaining obsession like now.

No wonder Feng Yun said before that this is a visitor, indeed, all guests deserve to be treated with full respect!

"Jingle Bell……"

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

When the talisman was lit in the incense, Feng Yun put it into the wine glass next to him.

The talisman quickly burned to ashes, mixed with the glass of white wine, and was held by Feng Yun in his hand.

"All officers and men, listen to my words!"

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, there were soldiers and soldiers, as if soldiers descended from heaven.

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

Just under such gaze, Fatty and the others felt great pressure.

Everyone here may be just a nobody, but gathering together at this moment, the fearless spirit is enough to penetrate the sky and make anyone terrified.

Feng Yun stood in front of the altar with his wine glass in his hand without changing his expression, looked towards 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 Song Dynasty.

All the officers and men are concerned about their homeland and their obsession persists for a long time. They must want to continue to protect the country and serve the people.

But everyone, look at the descendants of the Great Yan, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are still there, and the peaceful and prosperous age is bright and bright.

The difference between yin and yang is fixed, and it is impossible to change it. This is the number of days.

But your blood was not shed in vain. It is because of you that our Yanhuang clan can usher in light in the darkness time after time.

Today I set up an altar here to send off all the soldiers for the people of the Great Song Dynasty, for the Great Song Dynasty Hall, and for the current Dayan!
This glass of wine is to see off all the soldiers.

From then on, the home country will be guarded by us. "

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

Then Feng Yungao shouted:
"All members of the Polling Bureau obey the order, Gao Xiang sees off the guests, and pays three respects to the sky!"

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

"Worship the Great Song Yinghun!"

Under Feng Yun's leadership, everyone bowed respectfully to their ancestors three times, and then put the three sticks of incense in the incense burner.

Then Feng Yun stomped his feet three times on the spot, hugged his right hand with his left hand, clasped his left thumb with his right hand, forming a yin and yang seal, stood in front of him, and said in a majestic voice:
"Everyone, as far as this is concerned, yin to yin, yang to yang, let's go away.

The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the younger generations will stay together, and they will definitely live up to the predecessors! "

Feng Yun's words were sonorous and powerful, while Fatty and the others looked solemn, personally participating in this century-old practice and being touched by it.

Not far away, Li Guowei looked at this scene with a solemn expression. Although he didn't know what happened, he was also shocked.

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

At this moment, a shout among the generals suddenly spread all over the place:

"The whole army obeys!"

All of a sudden, all the soldiers stood still, even Zhao Hu.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers gradually turned around and walked towards the distance.

Looking at the figures of the soldiers, Feng Yun slowly raised his hand, waved it vigorously, and said forcefully:
"Family, country, and the world, the younger generation will stick to it, and all the generals will rest in peace!"

Fatty and the others expressed their feelings and said in unison:

"Family, country, and the world, the younger generation will stick to it, and all the generals will rest in peace!"

Amidst the deafening shouts of the Song Dynasty army, every step they took, their figures became somewhat transparent and gradually disappeared.

The obsession left by the soldiers in the world has finally dissipated. This obsession is not a spiritual body, so there is no wisdom at all, it is just pure obsession.

Now that the obsession dissipated, these figures gathered by the obsession naturally disappeared.

The folks call this extradition.

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

"It's been like this since ancient times, and there are heroic souls from generation to generation."

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

The most obvious change was naturally the zombie. The corpse aura that had been lingering around the zombie seemed to dissipate as the shadow left.

There has always been an unpleasant smell on this zombie, and now this smell is gone.

Under Feng Yun's order, Fatty and the others quickly started to tidy up. At this moment, Li Guowei slowly walked over.

Since Li Guowei's body was also contaminated by the incense ash blown out by Feng Yun, Li Guowei clearly saw the human form formed by those obsessions.

Although he was shocked by these ghostly figures, he was also shocked by what Feng Yun said.

Just now Feng Yun met his predecessors face-to-face, and he expressed his heartfelt heart in the posture of a younger generation.

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

(End of this chapter)