Watanabe

Chapter 38

"Actually, there is still a way..." Wei Zheng hesitated to speak, his eyes swept over Song Zhuo strangely, and Song Zhuo's heart was trembling when he looked straight at it.

"Is there any way you can say it!"

"Did you feel it just now? This demonic method is actually to create illusions, lock everyone in their own world, and then eat him little by little. Lu Shen and I are strong-willed, so this demonic method has little effect on us As for you," Wei Zheng looked at Song Zhuo's hand on Lu Shen's arm again, his eyes flickered for unknown reasons, "Because Lu Shen was forcibly awakened from his hallucinations, he was able to return to the normal world."

"But in fact, if you want to awaken people from the hallucinations, you only need to use spells. It's just that my current spells are limited, and I probably can't save a few people, let alone these three thousand soldiers."

After hearing Wei Zheng's explanation, Song Zhuo nodded, "Is there anything that can enhance the mana of the spell?"

"That's what I want to say," Wei Zheng began to look at Song Zhuo with that strange look again.

Song Zhuo asked, "Me?"

"Yes, although you don't have spells in this life, your body was born on September [-]th, and you still have a very yin fate. The blood of a person with a very yin fate can strengthen the mana of the spell drawn by me, the judge of the underworld."

After listening to Wei Zheng's explanation, Lu Shen and Song Zhuo asked in unison, "Blood?"

"Yeah." Wei Zheng nodded, "His blood, why are you excited?"

Lu Shen who was asked was stunned for a moment.

Song Zhuo couldn't understand the hidden meaning of Wei Zheng's question to Lu Shen, so naturally he didn't notice Lu Shen's expression at this time.He continued the previous topic and asked his question, "How much blood do I need? It won't be drained, right? I haven't died yet, have I?"

Wei Zheng returned to Song Zhuo with disgust on his face, "Why are you so afraid of death?! Just cut your hand and soak this charm with your blood." Then, Wei Zheng took out a piece of yellow paper from his cuff The character of Zhu comes.

Although Song Zhuo is not afraid of death, he is afraid of pain.

Looking at the spell that was as big as Wei Zheng's palm, he wrinkled his nose, and then said to Wei Zheng, "Wait a minute."

Although Wei Zheng didn't know what he was going to do, he nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Song Zhuo turned his head and asked Lu Shen who hadn't recovered yet, "How did you get here?"

This Lu Shen always knew that he was in the army, but he didn't send him back to Maojing by force.

He was not surprised by the words of sorcery and spells that Wei Junshi said.

This is obviously not the Lu Shen in this world, this person is the same as him, who came back from hundreds of years later.

It should be because of his previous experience in Taoyuan Village that this Lu Shen is full of kindness towards him.

However, Song Zhuo thought, he was sent to this world by Dizang and Wei Zheng, so what about Lu Shen?How did Lu Shen get here?

Lu Shen seemed to have some dark deal with Wei Zheng, they couldn't be hiding something from him, could they?

"It was Ksitigarbha who sent me here." Lu Shen quickly replied to Song Zhuo. Regarding this question, he had already discussed with Chu Sheng before coming here.

"is it?"

"Ksitigarbha promised that if I come back to help you, I will stop being a ghost and give me an eternal soul."

"That's it." Song Zhuo accepted the answer, he nodded, "There is another question, how did you talk about me to those soldiers?"

"The pampered cousin suddenly wanted to fight for his home country, and he couldn't send it back, so he had to take it with him."

"No wonder they call me Young Master Lu! Then big brother, please take care of me, little brother."

"it is good."

After Song Zhuo asked the question, he made up his mind and raised his left hand in front of Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng took out a dagger from his robe, and when Song Zhuo closed his eyes, he slashed it from the palm of his hand, a streak of blood gushed out from that long white palm, and then the blood dripped onto the spell in Wei Zheng's hand.

"Okay." Wei Zheng threw a handkerchief to Song Zhuo, and then shook the talisman to spread the blood evenly on it.

And because Song Zhuo couldn't leave Lu Shen's arm with his right hand, he could only give Lu Shen the veil and ask Lu Shen to bandage him.

"It should be fine."

When Lu Shen carefully tied the knot on the back of Song Zhuo's hand, Wei Zheng also finished the charm.

Afterwards, Wei Zheng held up the talisman that had been soaked in blood red with blurred vermilion characters in mid-air with one hand, and made a formula with his thumb and index finger with the other hand, and he was also chanting plausibly.

After finishing the last word in his mouth, Wei Zheng raised his hand and threw the blood talisman into the air.

The blood talisman in the air suddenly ignited, emitting a blood-like flame, drawing a wonderful and unique arc in the dark night. Where the talisman passed, the flame did not disappear. The skies were lit with spells of fire.

The deep blue sky seemed to burn to the color of blood orange.

Under the blood orange, the three thousand soldiers returned to the woods.

Or rather, they never left.

They still maintained the walking posture at the moment before encountering this witchcraft. After realizing that they had returned to normal after being on the verge of dying, the army became chaotic. experience.

And because of someone's reminder, the soldiers raised their heads to look at the sky again.

The half of the sky dyed red by the spell has not dissipated, and it is reflected in the surprised eyes of the soldiers.

"Everyone, this forest is unusual, we must get out as soon as possible!"

It wasn't until Lu Shen's voice came that these elite soldiers regained some of their usual cold-blooded and calm appearance.

The previous experience made everyone panic. They knew that what General Lu said was not wrong, they must get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise, each of them would die in this unknown forest, under the Xiwu Mountain .

They are not afraid of death, what they are afraid of is not being able to fulfill military orders and not being able to die on the battlefield.

Following Lu Shen's order, the three thousand soldiers immediately reorganized and set off, moving forward with all their strength.

They marched towards the true north where Xiwu Mountain was located.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Song Zhuo first doubted, "We seem to have been to this place before."

After that, more and more soldiers heard the same voice.

"We've been here before, we're going in circles."

"It's a ghost hitting the wall! It's a ghost hitting the wall!" A younger soldier in the team yelled loudly, "We can't get out. This is a ghost hitting the wall. We are trapped by ghosts. We are all going to die here! Everyone will die here!"

If someone in the elite army shouted that, the others would have stopped him long ago.

But today no one stopped him, because other people also thought what he said was right.

Lu Shen gave an order to Vice General Zhou who was in a daze, and then Vice General Zhou went to restrain the gibberish soldier.

"Don't worry, I will take you out."

The person who spoke was Wei Zheng, and all the officers and men had heard of Wei Junshi's name, and when he said this, many people responded immediately.

"We will definitely go out!"

Of course, this is not only the trust in Wei Zheng, but more because they know that only with such belief can they have hope of living at this moment.