Chapter 288

"Okay, just watch."

Zhu Liankui laughed and rubbed his hands, looking a little excited, as if he had finally found a place to use it.

I saw him take out two palm-sized triangular flags from his sleeves, which were pitch black.

There are also some dark red patterns on it, which are somewhat similar to charms and seem to be made of blood.

He placed two small pennants, one south and one north, on the left and right sides of Mueller.

Corresponds to the east-west direction.

Then he took out three sticks of incense from inside his trouser legs, all of which were pitch black.

He walked aside again and took out a brazier the size of a rice bowl and a stack of yellow paper from his luggage.

There are still many burn marks on the brazier.

"The descendants will burn incense diligently in their later lives. Our ancestors will come and help us."

"When I meet the Rakshasa Lord today, there is nothing I can do about it."

"My ancestors showed up to help me, and I will give you more incense later..."

Compared with the profoundness and mystery of Taoist and Buddhist mantras, what Zhu Liankui said seemed relatively close to the people.

And this is also the characteristic of Fang Jijia.

He divided the yellow paper into a small portion, threw it into the brazier, and then began to close his eyes and recite the incantation.

There was no sign of him igniting the fire. Just by chanting the incantation, the yellow paper and three sticks of incense began to burn.

Shen Wuming looked at this scene with curiosity. These various schools of thought were really amazing.

"It feels very different from Taoism. Even those who believe in it don't seem to be gods."

"But the ancestors."

In Central Plains culture, there are two main types of sacrifices, one is worshiping gods and the other is worshiping ancestors.

However, gods are more like something evolved from culture, rather they are ancestor worship and inheritance.

It has been since ancient times.

"My ancestors appeared, help me."

Zhu Liankui roared, and a lot of gray-white mist suddenly appeared behind him, as if a spirit had really appeared.

In the mist, there were faint sounds, like the murmur of a child who had just woken up.

It doesn't sound real.

But a little spooky.

In particular, the fog also evolved, and faces formed by the twitching smoke appeared.

These faces cannot be seen clearly, but they all stretch out gray hands made of mist.

They all grabbed Mueller.

"ah--"

Mueller exclaimed, obviously frightened, and struggled to retreat back.

But at this moment, hundreds of hands were holding him, and he couldn't react in time, and he was dug into his flesh by these hands.

The smoke seemed to pass through the flesh without hitting his body at all.

But a series of heart-rending screams came out of his mouth, which made people's scalp numb when they heard it.

"ah--"

Screams continued one after another, and a moment later, Mueller fainted from the pain.

"Thank you ancestors."

At this time, Zhu Liankui also completed his ritual, laughed loudly, and burned all three incense sticks.

And he picked up a large pile of yellow paper that had not been lit yet and threw them all into the brazier.

Burns instantly.

The black smoke from the burning yellow paper was all sucked in by the gray-white ghost figures behind him.

Then it disappeared.

[Watch the master Fang Technologist perform Fang Technique, and your Fang Technologist cultivation level will improve]

[You have understood the method of inviting your ancestors, but there is no spirit of your ancestors in this world]

"..."

Looking at the prompts that appeared in the system, Shen Wuming rolled his eyes. Is this thing useless?

I have to say.

Fang Jijia's stuff is indeed good, and he has already understood it just now.

You can invite ancestors, gods, etc., but the prerequisite is that you have a relationship with them.

For example, to invite gods, you have to set up a hall at home and then enshrine them at home.

Scent it daily.

Or to invite ancestors, first you must have ancestors... Of course, everyone has this.

Secondly, your ancestors must have spirits.

Otherwise, if your ancestors are all gone, where will you go to invite them?

For Shen Wuming, his ancestors were not in disgrace, but they had never been seen in his previous life.

Let alone this life.

"But there are other things like Wenmi, so you can still practice in your spare time."

Shen Wuming majored in Confucianism and Mohism, but he also thought he could take a look at other schools of thought.

Even if you may not be able to use it, at least you won't be too overwhelmed when you encounter it.

At this moment, Zhu Liankui had brought a basin of water in and poured it directly on Mueller's face.

"ah!"

Mueller was awakened immediately, and when he saw Zhu Liankui, he shivered as if he had seen a ghost.

"Now let me ask you, do you have any opinions?"

Zhu Liankui asked kindly.

Mueller shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, just ask."

"I promise to tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything I know..."

Mueller didn't want to experience the feeling just now, it was too... too intrusive.

It wasn't the severe pain of being tortured, but a scalp-numbing fear.

His soul trembled.

"Okay, very good."

Zhu Liankuilang laughed, then looked at Shen Wuming, "Sir, I am fortunate to have lived up to my command."

"very good."

Shen Wuming patted his shoulder, then squatted in front of Mueller, "Tell me, who is your master?"

"Murong Qianshan!"

"Ah...ah?"

Shen Wuming originally thought that the other party would give him a high-level person from East Turkestan or Bingzhou.

He wasn't even surprised that it was Director Wang.

As a result, this person spit out the name Murong Qianshan, and Shen Wuming couldn't help but feel a little confused?

"No, Murong Qianshan?"

Shen Wuming thought that when he went to Qingzhou, Murong Qianshan was planning behind it.

It's not important.

The most important thing is that Murong Qianshan has been captured by him and taken back to Luoyang?

Where did Murong Qianshan come from?

And who is Murong Qianshan?

He is King Xiaoling of Yan State.

Although the Yan Kingdom itself has foreign blood, it is no match for the Eastern Turks.

And over the years, it has been Chineseized.

In addition, the Yan State is located in the northeast and is adjacent to the Eastern Turks. The two sides can be said to be enemies who have never interacted with each other.

How did these East Turks become Murong Qianshan’s people?

"No, no, no."

Shen Wuming rubbed his temples, "Did you just say it was Murong Qianshan?"

"Which Murong Qianshan?"

He now wondered if this was a repetition of names? Is it purely a coincidence?

"It's Murong Qianshan, the Xiaoling King of the Yan Kingdom." Mueller said seriously.

It seemed that he also felt it was a bit outrageous, and quickly added, "Everything I said is true."

Shen Wuming glanced at Zhu Liankui, who also looked at him confused.

There is no doubt that this answer is too damn outrageous.

"Now tell me from the beginning, what is going on?"

Shen Wuming took a deep breath, "If you lied to me, you can continue to experience the heart grabbing of ten thousand ghosts later."

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