The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!

  Chapter 96 First Encounter at Fengling Ferry

  Call the soul!

   No matter how powerful a warrior is, no one can do it.

  In this different world, martial arts, Buddhism, and Taoism have a clear division of labor.

  Taoism and Buddhism will not participate in secular disputes.

   This rule is an iron law.

Why this is so, Lin Ye only knows one of the reasons. In the history of the different world, thousands of years ago, Buddhism was too deep in the world at that time, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the royal family at that time. disaster.

  Three generations of emperors in the Zhou Dynasty exterminated Buddhism in succession, which is known in history as three weeks of extermination of Buddhism.

  It was a disaster, and the prosperous and powerful Zhou Dynasty went into decline. The fourth generation was overthrown, and at the same time, Buddhism was almost destroyed.

  The war ended with the overthrow of the Zhou Dynasty, and Buddhism has since rested and recuperated, and no longer participates in secular affairs.

  But Buddhism and Taoism just don't participate in secular power disputes, which doesn't mean they are out of the world. For things like summoning souls, Lin Ye believes that if the old man is looking for someone, he will definitely be able to find someone.

  But the old man chose to take him with him. Lin Ye speculated that it was more because he knew the elder brother.

  For so many years, the old man did not summon the soul of the thirteenth princess, probably out of fear and escape, and the other is that he really didn't know why he went to see the ghost of the thirteenth princess.

   But it is different now, with the news of the elder brother, the old man has a reason to summon his soul, at least he has a tenable excuse psychologically.

   But did the old man ever think that if the ghost of the thirteenth princess was summoned and learned that the elder brother was dead, would he directly strangle the old man to death?

  Love really makes people lose their minds.

   "Senior, the soul summoner must have something close to the soul of the dead."

  Lin Ye looked at Jiu Zuixian, but Jiu Zuixian was stunned for a moment, his expression a little embarrassed, which made him roll his eyes in his heart, well, how could there be a licking dog.

   "You wait, the old man will find it for you."

  Jiu Zuixian walked into the bamboo house without saying a word, and came out a few minutes later with a dark face. He reached out to the old man lying on the stone table and groped for a while, and then took out a sachet.

   "Take it."

Lin Ye took the sachet, the sachet was a bit old, and it seemed that the year was not short, Lin Ye knew that it was given to the old man by the thirteenth princess, thinking that the old man didn't even get a sachet, he looked at it The old man looked sympathetically.

   "What are you thinking about, kid, call me back quickly."

  Seeing that the old man was a little annoyed, Lin Ye withdrew his gaze and looked at the grave.

  Buddhism and Taoism both have methods of summoning souls, but Lin Ye did some research and finally found that Taoism is still the most professional.

  His hands made a formula, and Lin Ye recited the soul-calling spell.

   "It's dark..."

   "It's cold in Huangquan..."

   "The Yin man is in the Yin..."

   "Yang people are in Yang..."

   "Yang people think of Yin people..."

   "The way of heaven is virtuous..."

  As the mantra was recited, Lin Ye's aura was constantly absorbing the aura of the surrounding world. That is to say, in a different world, the aura of the world was more abundant. If it was in modern times, he would have to use a talisman.

   "Daoist disciple Lin Ye, please be merciful to Dao Patriarch, please be merciful to Heaven, please be merciful to the Division of the Underworld, pity the pain of Yang people's longing... Bring back the soul of Qin's daughter..."

  Lin Ye held the sachet in both hands with a respectful expression.

  After practicing the soul-calling spell, Lin Ye realized that the soul-calling spells on the Internet in the real world were fake at all, and the real soul-calling spells were not fixed.

   To be precise, the spell in the second half is not fixed.

  The incantation is more like a propositional composition. The first half of the incantation is fixed, but the latter is changed according to the goal and reason of the invocation.

  Missing the souls of relatives and dead, summoning souls to redress grievances, the mantras to be recited are different for different purposes.

  Of course, it also has something to do with the strength of the soul caller.

  Like he is using the word "please" now, but if you really want to practice to a high level, a direct sentence: "I am Lin Ye, a Taoist disciple, and I hope the Yin Division will give me face" is enough.

  The summoning is over.

  Lin Ye looked at Jiu Zui Xian, and said, "Now it depends on whether that person is willing to come, and sees whether the Yin Division will give face."

   "I'm here, the underworld will save face." Jiu Zuixian replied confidently.

   "You're really licking, that one didn't say a word about whether he will come or not." Lin Ye slandered in his heart, expressing his contempt for the old man ignoring the first half of his sentence.

   After tea time, the bamboo forest blew a cloudy wind.

  Lin Ye's eyes lit up. This is coming. He was also curious about what kind of woman could make this lick like this.

  The wind stops and the trees stop.

  A woman's figure appeared on the grave.

   Rao's face was pale, but he couldn't hide his temperament. Lin Ye just took a look and knew that the old man was wronged.

   This one must have been a peerless beauty during his lifetime.

   For some reason, Lin Ye thought of someone, a poem written by Jin Yong.

  The first time we met at Fengling Ferry, Yang Guo missed his life the first time he saw him.

   Some people are too amazing, and it is not a good thing to meet them when they are young.

   "Third Sister!"

  The old man had lost sight of Lin Ye at this moment, and his eyes fell on the woman bewilderedly.

   "Brother!"

   There was also a gleam of joy in the woman's eyes, but then her eyes fell on the old man who was sleeping on the stone table, with a distressed look on her face: "Brother, why did you get him drunk?"

   Click!

  Lin Ye thought he heard the old man's heartbroken voice.

   "How could he get me drunk, I just pretended to be drunk."

   Just as the woman finished speaking, the old man who had been snoring on the table suddenly stood up, with a refreshed face, not even a trace of drunkenness on his face.

   "Over the years, I have been drinking for nothing, and even brewed bamboo wine. He thought I was the drinker of the year."

  The old man looked at Jiu Zuixian contemptuously, who was annoyed: "You are still so treacherous."

   "I'm calling it an exhaustive plan. If I didn't pretend to be drunk, how could you recruit the third sister's soul in front of me?"

  After the old man said this, he looked at the thirteenth princess, and his eyes met. Lin Ye saw the affection in the eyes of these two, and then looked at the old man standing aside, he could only sigh in his heart.

   "Third Sister." The old man called out affectionately.

   "Second brother."

  …

  …

  Lin Ye walked away silently, he was afraid that if he continued to listen, the old man might kill someone to silence him.

   As soon as he walked out of the bamboo forest, a team appeared in front of him carrying a sedan chair. The sedan chair stopped at the entrance of the bamboo forest, and an official stepped down from the sedan chair.

  Lin Ye's eyes met the other's, and both of them had expressions of shock on their faces.

   Can this also happen?

  Lin Ye muttered something, but the official on the opposite side was very excited, walked over quickly, and shouted at the same time: "Mr. Lin, is it you?"

   "You're doing well, you've already become an official, how high is it?"

   "First-rank bachelor." The visitor replied a little shyly.

  Lin Ye: ...

  (end of this chapter)