Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 86 The ghost messenger: He stole the knife mountain hell! (six thousand words)
It was raining so heavily, how could Dad appear on a rainy night?

Cui Yu was lying on the bed, looking at the lush greenery protruding from the ground, a heavy rain added a ray of vitality to Daliang City, which had been dry for several months.

It also gave those dying beasts and birds a chance to survive.

Although it has been a cold winter for nine days, the ground is still as warm as spring, or in other words, it is like a big steamer.

Although Cui Yu didn't know how to train Qi, but because of the continuous supply of energy from underground water veins, he no longer lacked divine power at this time.

The thatched hut is filled with ice cubes the size of basketballs. Although the outside world is scorching hot, the inside of the house is as cool as autumn.

Yu was making meat porridge, and Xiang Ji obediently lit a fire beside her.

Looking at Xiang Ji who was still dirty, Cui Yu pointed to the shampoo not far away: "After breakfast in a while, take her to wash up."

"I want to stay with Brother Han. If Brother Han doesn't wake up, I won't go anywhere." Xiang Ji's dirty face was full of tension.

Seeing this, Cui Yu didn't say any more, just thinking about the next plan in his heart.

In fact, the effect of a drop of nectar is really extraordinary. It has re-washed Han Xin's soul in one morning and re-fitted with the body.

turn back time
Let's say that Han Xin was kicked, his internal organs were shattered, and then his soul stood up from his body in a daze.

Looking around, all the traffic and horses on the street were gone, and they all turned into a thick black mist that couldn't be dispersed.

At this moment, two figures, one black and one white, came from a distance, one of them was holding a chain, and the chain was like a dragon, entwined around Han Xin's soul in an instant.

"Who are you and why are you arresting me?"

"Han Xin, right? We've been waiting for you for a long time! Come with us." The man didn't care what Han Xin said, but just dragged Han Xin's soul and walked along the way.

"Where are you going? Where are you guys taking me?" Han Xin staggered from being dragged, only to feel that the two of them were extremely strong.

"Report in front of Emperor Fengdu of Beiman Mountain." One person said.

"Beimang Mountain? Where is Emperor Fengdu?" Han Xin was puzzled.

The two didn't answer, they just dragged Han Xin's soul all the way, and in the distance, they saw ghostly lights in the mist, and a small road appeared in front of them.

The yellow spring water flows under the alley, and after passing through the alley, the endless fog is dispelled, and suddenly a huge portal appears in front of you, with the words "Ghost Gate Pass" written on it!

"Where is this?" Han Xin was a little confused.

"This place is the gate of hell!" said the ghost in white.

"The gate of hell!!!" Han Xin, who was a little dazed, was taken aback: "I'm dead? Impossible, how could I die!!!"

Han Xin woke up instantly, and suddenly recalled the legend of the ghost gate.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there were ghost gates, Huangquan Road, and the six reincarnations, and people entered them after death.

"How can it be impossible to die? The legalist sage Li Si and all the great gods personally drew a book of life and death, and cut off your fate. You are the direct descendant of Han Fei, the sage of law. The sage Li Si set the fate for you and other descendants. None of your descendants can live past the age of 15. We caught you today, absolutely right." The black-clothed ghost guard looked at Han Xin: "Poor! What a poor ghost!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Damn Fa Sheng Li Si, why does he decide my life and death! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!" Han Xin struggled violently, but still lost to the ghost messenger, and was dragged into the gate of hell Inside.

"After entering the gate of hell, no one can save you, not even Han Fei, the sage of the law, who descends in person! This place is a fragment of the ancient Yin Cao, which contains ancient laws. How can you resist?" The ghost guard said with a smile.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it! Damn Li Si, you bastard! You bastard! I'll sleep with your eight generations of ancestors!"

"Li Si, you bastard, I'll sleep with your eight generations of ancestors!"

Han Xin cursed all the way, his voice full of anxiety.

What about my sister?

How can my sister live when I am dead?
Just as Han Xin was swearing, a figure came from the mist in the distance. The expressions of the black and white duo changed drastically, and they quickly bowed and said, "I've seen you, my lord."

"Are you their lord? Please help me, my lord. I don't deserve to die! My lord, I have been wronged. Why do you, Fa Sheng Li Si, decide my life? Please make the decision for me!" Han Xin hurriedly saw the person coming. Kneel down.

"You don't agree?" The visitor looked at him with a misty smile all over his body.

"I don't accept it! The number of lives is determined by the sky. Although the dog day's Dharma Saint is a saint, why should I be killed?" Han Fei cursed.

"I'm the bastard you mentioned!" The figure looked at Han Xin with a flat voice.

Han Xin was stunned when he heard this.

"Drag him down to the [-]th floor of hell, so that he will never see the light of day." Li Si glanced at Black and White Impermanence lightly, ignored Han Xin, turned and left.

"I'm not convinced! Why!!!" Han Xin looked at Li Si's back, his voice full of anger.

"When you have the strength of a saint, come ask me why!" Li Si turned his back on Han Xin, and his figure quickly disappeared into the mist.

"You kid is miserable. You slandered the saint, and you were hit by the saint, but it was extremely miserable! I heard that Li Si was repairing the order of the six reincarnations, comprehending the mysteries of the law of life and death, and wanted to record the life and death of all the people in the Great Zhou. Settling down in Xiaoyincao, I didn’t expect to be bumped into by you today.” Hei Wuchang looked at Han Xin sympathetically.

"Why? I just don't understand, he is a saint, why would he target me! I'm just a little guy begging for my life on the side of the road, why would he plot against me?" Han Xin's voice was full of anger.

"Why? Go thank your ancestor Han Fei!" Black and white Wuchang said, dragging Han Xin to the depths of hell.

"Boy, let the Dharma sage speak, and we will take you to the eighteenth level of hell." Hei Wuchang smiled, and turned to look at Bai Wuchang: "Which level of hell will we send him to first?"

"Go to Daoshan Hell first, and give him a long rule. Since it is a saint who speaks, don't treat him well. If the saint blames him in the future, how will you and my brother explain?" Bai Wuchang said with a smile.

The two of them dragged and dragged along the way, and they heard terrifying wailing sounds in the distance, and saw mountains of knives in the distance, and souls hung on the mountains of knives, sending out mournful wailing.

"Boy, go up!" The two grabbed Han Xin and pressed him to the knife mountain.

"I don't accept it! I'm not guilty, why do you sentence me to the mountain of swords! I don't accept it!" Han Xin screamed and was hung on the mountain of swords.

The more you struggle, the more pain you will have.

"Not convinced? Hehe! You go and talk to the saint! Or if you say that the saint of the Han family is backed up, how dare we harm you?" Hei Wuchang sneered lightly.

"Or, if you have the ability to destroy the [-]th hell, we will admire you." Bai Wuchang also said with a cheap smile.

"Ahhh!" Han Xin kept screaming.

At this time, the pain occupied Han Xin's brain, how could he have the strength to curse?

At this time, Han Xin hugged Daoshan tightly and refused to let go!

Just as Black and White Impermanence pushed Daoshan and pierced Han Xin's body, suddenly a hole opened in the sky of Daoshan Hell, and six huge holes appeared. With the golden lightning, the whole Yincao world trembled.

The next moment, an ancient and vicissitudes of life stretched out with an indescribable aura of law, grabbed Han Xin, and then took away the entire mountain of knives.

"That is!!!"

Black and white Wuchang's body softened, and he fell to his knees directly.

A figure flickered in the void, and a figure appeared in the void, staring at the six huge holes in silence.

"Six realms of reincarnation! That's six realms of reincarnation!" Li Si looked at the hole in the sky, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

He was about to go forward to take a closer look, but the six holes were closed, and the vision all over the sky disappeared without a trace.

"Whose soul did that big hand grab?" Li Si turned around and asked.

"My lord, it belongs to Han Xin!"

"Han Xin?" Li Si asked thoughtfully, "Who is Han Xin?"

Black and white impermanence, you look at me and I look at you, all shaking their heads at the same time.

"Help me find all the information about Han Xin!" Li Si ordered.

"My lord, that big hand took away the Daoshan Hell..." Bai Wuchang looked at Li Si carefully.

Li Si said nothing: "I'm going to report to the emperor. People who can control the laws of reincarnation of the six realms are not something I can deal with."

external
When the sun rose three poles, the drowsy Han Xin opened his eyes:
"Water! I want water! I want water!"

"Brother Han is awake! Brother Han is awake!" Xiangji has been lying on the bedside, and at this moment, hearing Han Xin's vague words, she quickly stood up with a 'grunt', the words were full of surprises, and at the same time hurriedly went to the side to pour water .

Cui Yu on the side also stood up and came to the bedside to look at Han Xin.

It is the first time to perform the resurrection technique on someone else, so you have to carefully observe the mystery of resurrection.

'Gulu~gulu~gulu~'

Han Xin drank three bowls of water in succession before sitting up with a pale complexion, his eyes were full of confusion, and finally his eyes fell on Xiang Ji, and he said sadly: "Sister, why are you dead too! Didn't I call you Live well, if I suffer an accident one day, you will live well for me. How did you die? Is that what killed you?"

"Is this the world after death? Why does it look the same as the Yang world?" Han Xin's eyes widened.

"Brother, are you confused? You have been alive, why did you die? If you touch me, is there still warmth?" Xiangji looked at Han Xin who was talking nonsense, couldn't help but chuckle, tears fell down.

It turns out that when people are extremely happy, they will really shed tears.

"Impossible! I'm already dead! I saw the ecstasy messengers. They said that my life was exhausted, and then they put a chain around my neck in a daze and dragged me to a dark place. Then Suddenly a golden light shone down, and I lost consciousness." Han Xin touched his body:

"It shouldn't be! I was kicked to death by that Wu Guang! I've already seen Grandpa with bull head and horse face."

"You were kicked unconscious, it must have been a dream." Cui Yu sneered beside him.

"Who are you?" Han Xin saw Cui Yu and Yu at this moment, his eyes fell on Yu's body, showing a touch of surprise, but his eyes were still clear, and after quickly moving his eyes away, his eyes fell on Cui Yu.

"You don't know him?" Xiang Ji was stunned when she heard Han Xin's words.

Cui Yu took out a piece of skin from his sleeve and threw it on Han Xin's body.

Looking at the pigskin, Han Xin understood everything, struggled to get up on the bed, and kowtowed to Cui Yu: "Thank you for saving your life."

"You really should thank me. That kick was not light. I pulled you back from the gate of hell." Cui Yu didn't stop Han Xin from kowtowing, but brought a plate of meat porridge:

"Let's eat porridge."

Seeing the meat porridge brought by Cui Yu, Han Xin was not polite, he ate it without caring that the meat porridge was hot.

Seeing Han Xin gobbling it up, Cui Yu shook his head and grabbed a tender grass: "You were seriously injured this time, and you need to recuperate for three to five days."

Han Xin nodded while eating: "Thank you for saving my life, my lord. Han Xin will definitely repay you in the future."

Han Xin is a lonely person!Always think that you want to do big things!

Otherwise, in the previous life, I would not have preferred to starve to death, and would not have done long-term labor for others.

But at the same time, Han Xin is also a person who pays great attention to emotions, otherwise he would not have chosen to rebel after helping Liu Bang conquer the world.

That is the invincible Han Xin with a heavy army in his hand!

If he wanted to rebel, how could Liu Bang be able to resist?
why?
It is because of Liu Bang's kindness!
Cui Yu smiled, did not speak, and looked at the small village in the distance. There were many strange figures in the village, asking from house to house.

While eating the porridge, Han Xin looked at Cui Yu, Yu, and the surrounding living environment.

However, although Cui Yu was dressed in coarse linen, it was clean without any stains.The rough hemp on his body is made of the finest hemp thread, and the shoes on his feet are made of thousands of layers of soft silk, with cowhide and tendon underneath, and the bones of the 'cloud piercing beast'. soles.

The cloud piercing beast is a unique monster in this world. It stretches across the blue sky and white clouds. Its bones are tough, soft and elastic. It is the material that nobles like to make shoe soles.

Looking at Cui Yu, his skin is delicate and smooth, without the slightest trace of wind and rain. His hands are white and delicate, with a faint jade-colored luster under the sun, he must have martial arts.

This kind of dress is definitely not something ordinary people can have.

Then look at Yu at the side, she is definitely the most beautiful woman Han Xin has ever seen!none of them!

A suit of clothes was well-cut, no worse than Cui Yu's attire, especially the long sword hidden in the bamboo tube at the waist, which was even more imposing.

Both Cui Yu's clothes and Yu's clothes were sent by Xiang Caizhu.

"My lord is not an ordinary person, is he?" Han Xin put down the empty bowl, and suddenly said something.

"Oh?" Cui Yu looked at Han Xin in surprise, "Can you see it?"

Han Xin smiled: "In today's world, how can ordinary people eat meat porridge. Since the young master saved me, do you have a messenger?"

"There is no errand, it's just a chance meeting, just because you like it." Cui Yu replied.

Han Xinwen also fell silent, staring at Cui Yu and moving his lips, hesitant to speak.

As if seeing Han Xin's difficulties, Cui Yu smiled and said, "I see you are so young, but you have fallen into such a situation. What are your plans for the future?"

"The world is so turbid, it is a blessing to be able to survive, there is no extravagance." Han Xin sighed leisurely.

Even Han Xin, who used to be romantic through the ages, has fallen to such a point now. It has to be said that the fate of the country is nothing more than this.

According to fortune-telling, the luck of the country is greater than the luck of the individual. If the luck of the country is not good, the luck of the individual will be affected.

When the fate of the country is in chaos, it has the greatest impact on the fate of people.

Let me give you a simple example: someone is supposed to be born rich and noble, with a life of no worries about food and clothing, but when the world changes and the people are displaced, he is lucky if he does not starve to death. How dare he pray for great wealth and great honor? ?

Today the world is like a wall of iron and steel. The Great Zhou has suppressed the world for 5000 years, and the world has not been able to fight for 5000 years. Even if soldiers are born in this world, they can only get enough food and clothing, and even pray that they will not starve to death.

As for being rich and powerful?Then forget it!

"A real man is born between heaven and earth, and he cooks in the nine cauldrons. He should be a hero in life, and he will be a ghost in death. How can he be depressed and sink like this? A man with a seven-foot body should make great achievements that will never be seen in the world." Cui Yu The sound was deafening and made people tremble and goosebumps arose.

Han Xin over there was really excited when he heard the words, the hairs all over his body stood on end, his lips trembled as he sat there, like a defeated rooster: "It's simple, it's not born at the right time. A centipede with hundreds of legs can't move as fast as a snake; a rooster with two wings, You can’t fly like a crow. People have the ambition to soar to the sky, and they can’t fly without luck.”

Cui Yu laughed, Han Xin is worthy of being Han Xin, no matter what world he is in, no matter how far he falls, he will never lose his ambition.

Even the three-six-six-nine iron law set by Zhou Tianzi will not work.

"What if I'm willing to give you a chance?" Cui Yu looked at Han Xin.

"In the future, no matter what the young master tells you, Han Xin will have nothing to say." Han Xin's legs softened and he fell to his knees.

Han Xin is by no means a person who cares too much about his face. For anyone with great ambitions, he only shows his face when it should be shown, and he will let it go obediently when he should let it go.

"There is a Baicao Hall in Daliang City. There is an old Confucian scholar in the Baicao Hall. You can go there tomorrow to learn from a teacher. From now on, I will provide board and lodging for your brothers and sisters every month. I will cover all the food, clothing, housing and transportation for your brothers and sisters. Can you What you learned from the old Confucian scholars depends on your own means." Cui Yu looked at Han Xin.

He wanted to give Han Xin a chance, and he also wanted to give his future self a chance. .

Giving Han Xin a chance is nothing more than wasting a little rice every month and raising two mouths for him.

If Han Xin can really rise in the future and shine as brilliantly as before, Cui Yu will be rewarded with the entire farmland.

This is Han Xin!

People who are brilliant, no matter which world they are in, are still brilliant.

What countless people lack is just an opportunity.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

There was a sound of kowtowing, dust splashed on the ground, and Han Xin's forehead was bruised and swollen.

"My lord..." Han Xin's voice was trembling, his eyes were full of tears, he was a man of seven feet, but he couldn't say a word at this time.

Who can know Han Xin's suffering?
In order to survive, compete with wild dogs for food!
There is no next meal, and I don't know when I will starve to death.

He, Han Xin, has the ambition to reach the sky, but the world doesn't give him a chance!
He has already tried his best to live, how can he have a chance to think about life?
Some people have exhausted all their strength to live.

Now he is not the majestic king of Qi in history, not the soldier fairy who "Han Xin orders as many soldiers as possible", he is just a little beggar who competes with wild dogs for food, even risking his life for a bite of food.

"Get up, you don't need to talk about some things, just remember them in your heart." Cui Yu stretched out his hand to help Han Xin up: "Don't call me a son in the future, it seems too polite. If you think highly of me, you might as well call me One big brother."

"Big Brother? How can I take care of the younger one?" Han Xin was startled when he heard this, with fear in his eyes and a little bit of longing.

"Today, why don't you and I become brothers with blood as an alliance and incense as faith?" Cui Yu showed his big white teeth when he saw Han Xin like this.

Since you want to buy people's hearts, of course you have to do it to the extreme.

At this time, Han Xin was at a low ebb in his life, since he had to do it, he had to do his best.

"I...I...I..." Han Xin looked at Cui Yu, speechless with excitement.

Cui Yu pointed with his finger, and incense had already appeared in the thatched cottage.

Then the two directly burned the yellow paper, lit incense and worshiped the handle.

I want to ask Cui Yu, looking at the history of the previous life, who is the most difficult person?

Han Xin is definitely one of them.

When Cui Yu came down with a combination of punches, Han Xin was stunned, as if in a cloud.

Cui Yu pulled Han Xin up with a smile: "You can follow me to Baicao Hall in the afternoon. Although your body still needs a few days to recover, it will not delay your literacy."

"Follow me to the river to wash up. You can't meet the teacher with such a dirty look." Cui Yu smiled.

Why is he sure that the Han Xin in front of him is the Han Xin in history?

It's because of Xiang Ji!

Han Xin may have been accidental, but Han Xin and Xiang Ji are together, that is absolute.

Cui Yu led the two of them all the way to Liangjie Mountain, and when they walked through the village, they saw that there were many strangers in the village, each of whom was patrolling the village.

"Brother, why are you so kind to them?" Yu followed Cui Yu, and the sound waves directly vibrated Cui Yu's eardrums, and rang in Cui Yu's ears.

In Yu's eyes, these were two ordinary refugees who were inconspicuous among the crowd.

Such refugees can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

Cui Yu sighed leisurely, what he liked about Han Xin was not only his talent, but also when Han Xin grabbed the piece of pigskin before dying and swallowed it with his last breath, he was not thinking about himself, but about his sister.

The desperate "what should I do with my sister" really hit Cui Yu's heart.

What about my sister?
He was thinking, what would Yu do if he died?
Now that Yu has mastered the supernatural power and is apprenticed to an old Taoist priest, even if she dies, she can survive smoothly, right?
"Because it's worth it." Cui Yu smiled.

Yu was taken aback.

A hero with three helpers, if you want to do big things in the future, how can you do without helpers?
If Han Xin is really a talent that can be created, Cui Yu can even help him shape his blood and help him awaken his abilities.

Cui Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the brothers and sisters supporting each other behind him. Cui Yu held the hand of the little slave girl, his thoughts wandered for a moment, he didn't know what to think.

Yu took Xiangji to the upstream, and Cui Yu led Han Xin to the downstream.

Cui Yu rubbed Han Xin's messy hair with shampoo, and the jet-black dirty water made the stream turbid.

"Brother, I had a dream before." Han Xin stood in the river strangely, as if he was in a dream.

"What did you dream about?" Cui Yu asked.

"I dreamed that I was dead! I have already been caught and locked up by the ghosts!" Han Dao said, "That dream is really real! I still remember it firmly."

　Explain why the protagonist recognizes Han Xin but not Nan Hua.There are Shoucheng and Daxian around Nanhua, not like Tang and Zhou in history, and the protagonist didn't respond when he said that the old Taoist priest of Taiping Taoism, normal people would think it was the same name.

　　
　
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