This time, I didn't know how many captive ghosts I had chopped down. My whole consciousness was a little muddled. It wasn't until a "booming" sound of horse hooves sounded beside me that I finally woke up. I looked up and saw that it was General Zhong Shidao who personally launched the charge on his warhorse. The evil spirit rising from his body was even more terrifying, almost to an almost astonishing degree. Wherever he passed, I didn't know how many captive ghosts were overturned by the evil spirit alone. He rushed straight through the captive ghosts and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who were hiding behind and fighting with Song Gui and others! !
Only then did I realize that Gu Yinghan and I had been fighting side by side. He protected me all around. We charged side by side and now we have reached the deepest point. If we rush back a little bit, we can pass these captive ghosts and fight with the Japanese soldiers! !
And Song Gui was fighting with a Japanese general! !
The Japanese general was a major general, and was clearly the ghost of Yoshikawa Sadayo. He was holding a Japanese sword and was quite ferocious. The evil spirit and evil spirit on his body were even more than that of General Zhong Shidao. Even Song Gui would be suppressed and beaten if he met him!
This Japanese general... He seemed to have the cultivation of a thousand-year-old evil ghost! !
At least, he was definitely not worse than the green ghost! !
"Brother Gu, we must capture the leader first. Let's go up and take turns to kill the bastards!"
I shouted at that time: "As long as we kill Yoshikawa Sadao, we will win this battle!"
"Go!"
Gu Yinghan couldn't have failed to understand what I meant. If the old general and Song Gui were alone, they might not be able to take down Yoshikawa Sadao. If the two of us went up, the meaning would be different. So he nodded and said in a deep voice: "Let's go together!"
After that, Gu Yinghan took out a Taoist Five Thunder Talisman and slapped it forward fiercely. With a bang, dozens of ghosts in front of us were all scared to death. We took this opportunity to rush directly to the hole. This time, we fought with the Japanese soldiers seriously. For a while, Gu Yinghan and I were attacked from both sides, and the pressure doubled!
Although the guns in the hands of these little devils could not fire, the bayonets stabbing from all directions were enough for the two of us to defend. If it weren't for Gu Yinghan, a Taoist master, by my side, I'm afraid I would have been dead!
But even so, the two of us might not be able to last too long, and we had to think of other ways, so I turned around and asked Gu Yinghan: "Can you help me hold on for ten minutes?"
Gu Yinghan was stunned: "What do you want to do?"
"Please! God!"
I gritted my teeth and said in a deep voice: "Now I can only pray to the gods, to see if I can summon a great man from the underworld to deal with Yoshikawa Sadayo!"
Gu Yinghan looked at me in surprise, and it seemed that he didn't expect me to be able to summon gods.
After all, there are many schools in Taoism. The art of summoning spirits is a unique skill of the Zhengyi Dao. Even Gu Yinghan, a master of the Qingwei Dao, probably doesn't know how to do it, because all branches of Taoism pay attention to the rule of "not passing on to outsiders", that is, if there is any good skill, everyone hides it and never reveals it. Sometimes, even if the master teaches his apprentice, he may not teach it to the master. Because in the traditional culture of our country, there is a very pitfall concept that "teaching the apprentice will starve the master to death", so almost everyone cherishes their own things, so that many very precious things passed down by our ancestors have been lost now. It must be said that this is definitely the biggest misunderstanding and drawback in the traditional thinking of the Chinese people, and it is not conducive to the inheritance of civilization.
If I hadn't met Qingyi, and I don't know what made Qingyi take a fancy to me, I guess I wouldn't have the opportunity to learn this Zhengyi Dao art!
"Ten minutes..."
Gu Yinghan fell into hesitation. While thinking, he waved the eight-sided Han sword and chopped down two more Japanese soldiers. He gritted his teeth and said, "I can't hold on for ten minutes. Three minutes at most!!"
I sighed in my heart. In fact, I had already guessed this result. There were really too many Japanese soldiers. If Gu Yinghan and I hadn't supported and cooperated with each other, we would have to die here in a while. It was really a bit difficult for him to protect me and fight for ten minutes... It was really a bit too much.
Unfortunately, if it continued like this, there would still be no way to survive!
While I was slashing the Japanese soldiers frantically, I looked at General Zhong Shidao. It didn't matter if I saw it, I was furious at once-Song Gui had been injured, and his body was full of Yin Qi. He might die at any time!
This is not a solution at all. Even if the Song army under General Zhong Shidao is strong enough, they will be defeated sooner or later in the face of so many Japanese soldiers and the ghosts of the prisoners of war in the Taiyuan concentration camp!
The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. So after chopping off a Japanese soldier's head with one knife, I raised my Baipi knife and shouted, "Who will help me defeat the enemy!!!"
My roar attracted countless eyes from both sides of the fight. Even the attention of the old bastard Yoshikawa Sadao was attracted to me. The old ghost's eyes were scarlet. He stared at me and licked his lips in a very perverted way. Obviously, he had discovered that Gu Yinghan and I were the only yang people here. I could see the greed in his eyes from a long distance. He screamed "Gaga" and rushed towards me. Fortunately, he was blocked by General Zhong Shidao.
In fact, not only Yoshikawa Sadao was thinking about me, but even the Japanese soldiers around me were all eyeing me. They rushed towards me one by one, screaming like ghosts. There was a large black mass, which made my scalp numb! !
Fortunately, the ghost soldiers of the Song army also noticed me, and attracted many Song soldiers to rush to the front, surrounded me and protected me thoroughly.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was glad that I made the right bet, but I didn't dare to delay time. At present, the Japanese soldiers were gathering towards me. If I didn't do it well, the Song army ghost soldiers who helped me to resist them would be under great pressure. I took out my backpack, took out the incense, and directly inserted it into the ground and lit it.
For a while, whether it was the Song army or the Japanese soldiers, they all looked at the smoke from the incense with eagerness. Unfortunately, this was not an offering to them, and they couldn't swallow it!
I thought about it, and then I took out more than 20 incense sticks, lit them and inserted them around, and shouted loudly: "Sacrifice to the heroes of our country!"
As soon as I finished speaking, the light blue smoke from the more than 20 incense sticks I scattered later floated directly towards the Song army surrounding me. After those Song army ghosts inhaled the offerings I gave, they became more brave!
I have already defined the scope of this living offering, which is for the Song army heroes who died in Luomatan. So this offering has an owner, and those Japanese soldiers can't even take a sip. This is the rule.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the same as burning things for the deceased. When a living person gives something to a dead person, he must shout the other person's name or recite it silently in his heart. In this way, the things can be burned into the hands of the dead. Otherwise, they are ownerless and any ghost can enjoy them. So in the future, when you go to the grave to burn paper, you must first draw a circle with branches in front of the tomb door to circle the money. Then when burning paper, you must call the name of the deceased and say "Come out to receive the money". Only in this way can the burned paper money reach the hands of the deceased. Otherwise, it will be ownerless. If the deceased is not a vicious person, the wild ghosts passing by will also rush to rob. At that time, the deceased at home will not get a penny, and will be beaten by the wild ghosts. I am afraid that they will come to you in the dream at night!
After doing this, I no longer care about the situation around me. Smelling the faint fragrance of the incense, my mind gradually calmed down. Even if the surrounding shouts and killings shook the sky, it could not affect me. I kept changing the key points of the orthodox way of inviting gods in my hands. Gradually, I finally entered that mysterious feeling, and the whole person also floated in the foggy space!
I know that since I came here, the art of inviting gods has been successful. I can communicate with the underworld here!
But the strange thing is that this time when I came to this foggy space, there was not a single ghost in the fog, not to mention the ghost generals, ghost generals, and even the ghost soldiers were not seen! !
For a moment, I was dumbfounded. It was not the first time for me to ask for a god, but I had never encountered such a situation before, so I couldn't help but clasped my fists and said: "Next time in Ge Tianzhong, I encountered a ghost making trouble in the world of the living, and I was unable to quell it, so I came here to ask the senior masters of the underworld to help me kill the demon!"
There was still no response around.
Cold sweat gradually came down on my forehead...
When Qingyi taught me the art of asking for gods, he said in advance that if I couldn't communicate with the underworld, it meant that my heart was not sincere, which meant that the god failed to be asked. If no ghost appeared to respond after communicating with the underworld, it meant that the ghost was unwilling to help me, which also meant that the god failed to be asked. No matter which of these two situations, as long as it occurs, I can't ask for gods again in a short time, otherwise I will annoy the ghost and cause a big cause and effect! ! !
So if I can't get a response from the ghosts, does it mean that my summoning failed?
The soldiers of the Song army's ghosts put so much pressure on me to get the chance to summon the gods, but it failed?
A strong sense of unwillingness surged in my heart. If the summoning failed, how could I face those soldiers of the Song army's ghosts?
Just when I was full of unwillingness and was about to speak again, a somewhat gloomy voice suddenly sounded in this space: "Boy, no one is willing to help you this time, you should go back to your position quickly!"
This voice sounded quite familiar to me, but in a moment I knew who was talking to me-Bai Wuchang, Bai Erye!!!