Resurrection of Shinto

　　 Fengcheng County, ancient battlefield!

　　 A mountain stands proudly on the plain.

　　 cut the plain and became a wall, blocking the view.

　　 On the mountain peaks, fruit trees are swaying with the wind. At this time, the fruits on the fruit trees are already ripe and have been picked. They have become one of the sources of food for the nearby people.

　　 Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　 The sound of heavy footsteps came out. A group of five thousand Yin soldiers were moving neatly, and they came straight to the outside of the ancient battlefield. On the side of the mountain, they stopped.

　　 Order and prohibition, black and black, standing like a statue.

　　 Ye Chu stood in front of the Yin soldiers, his eyes calm, looking at the wreckage of the ancient battlefield, and looking at Huang Da, who was stroking his beard beside him, and said in a calm tone: "Also please the old general!"

　　 "Xiaowei Ye can rest assured that the old man and Huang Lingjun are friendly, and he will definitely be able to persuade Huang Lingjun to come." Huang Da has a humble attitude, like a loyal subordinate, without any presumption at all.

　　 Huang Da knows what Huang Lingjun is. He was still a generation of outstanding people before his death, but after his death, his seven emotions were distorted and his nature changed drastically. He was already a bully and fearful of hardship.

　　 "This ancient battlefield of Fengcheng is constantly increasing the source of troops for the Lord. If it weren't for major events now, the Lord would not kill chickens and get eggs, and would completely calm the ancient battlefield."

　　 "Go, recruit if you can, or get rid of if you can't. There is no time to spend with this Huang Lingjun." Ye Chu waved his hand and signaled Huang Da to go to work quickly.

　　 This old guy is not inferior to me, so he can't give him a chance, he has to set up an opponent so that he can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Feng Tianhe is not a system. He took the line of civil servants, but Chen Wei was a helper, but he was expelled from his mind by Ye Chu immediately. Although this person is deeply trusted by virtue, he has a staid personality. Where is this old guy? Opponent, it seems that Huang Lingjun is the only one.

　　 "Okay!" Huang Da replied, rolled over and got off his horse, striding forward.

　　 The junior is cunning, and the old man can't perform his skills. It seems that he can't pull this junior down by his own strength. It seems that he is looking for foreign aid.

　　 Huang Da cursed at Ye Chu inwardly. It wasn't that he didn't work hard, it was that Ye Chu didn't want to be skinny.

　　 Standing on the dilapidated ancient battlefield, looking at the remnants of the ancient battlefield, Huang Da went straight to one place, standing on the mud, his body slowly turned into illusion, and began to slowly penetrate into the mud.

　　 If you don't become a **** of gold, they are all flesh and blood. They look like corpses, but in reality they are still illusory.

　　 Underground, dark and deep.

　　 An iron coffin stands upright here, deeply buried in the soil, for years.

　　 Huang Da has already come outside the iron coffin, looking at the motionless, silent iron coffin, the soil began to dissipate continuously, a slightly wide space has been opened up by Huang Da.

　　 Huang Da clasped his fists in both hands, and solemnly preached to the iron coffin: "Jun Hou!"

　　 The iron coffin vibrated, and scarlet eyes appeared on the iron coffin, and the deep voice sounded: "Huang Da!"

　　 "Where is my barracks? Where is my army?"

　　 "Why is there a mountain, who is it? Who made it?"

　　 The scarlet eyes had left the iron coffin and hovered above the iron coffin, constantly blinking, staring at Huang Da with bright eyes, and the dull voice of questioning continued from the iron coffin.

　　 Every time a sound comes out, the iron coffin will vibrate.

　　 "Jun Hou Lao Huang can't help you!" Huang Da's eyes were red and swollen, tears had flowed from his eye sockets, and he continued to preach, crying bitterly: "Fei Yuan and Long Cha, they betrayed the king."

　　 "Collaborating with the court and wanting to kill the prince, Lao Huang is not an opponent, he can't beat them."

　　 "Lao Huang had no choice but to find foreign aid and devote himself to Shinto, only then did he kill the rebellion."

"Now that the news of Junhou's recovery is received, Old Huang rushed to confess his guilt. Junhou killed Old Huang. Let the five thousand Yin Soldiers outside and the traitor Ye Chu take a look. Old Huang is right. The prince is bold and loyal."

　　 Huang Da's tone was suffocating, and he continued to preach loyally: "You don't need to worry about it, Huang has already arranged it. The five thousand Yin Soldiers outside are just a testimony. They definitely didn't come to threaten the prince."

　　 Huang Da looked at the iron coffin silently and without any words. He couldn't help but raised his tone, preaching in a death-seeking tone: "The king can't bear to do it, nothing else, Lao Huang will do it himself."

　　 "Lao Huang will dig his liver, let Junhou have a look!"

　　 Huang Da has a stern tone, but his eyes are constantly looking up and down the iron coffin, as if searching for something.

　　 The scarlet eyes floating above the iron coffin could not help but tremble again and again, and the caring tone in the iron coffin sounded: "How can I not know the loyalty of General Huang."

　　 "No need to do it."

　　 Huang Da kept looking at the iron coffin and then he reluctantly retracted it, preaching in a very disappointing tone: "The Lord will not give Lao Huang a chance to express his loyalty."

　　 "Leave, I want to fall asleep."

　　 "No, Lao Huang came here this time, just to give a chance to the princes to report the grace of the encounter."

"Fang today, the spiritual energy is revived, the world of great controversy, God, Dao, Buddha, and the three realms rise, and the princes are reduced to ghosts, and they are confused ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not to live beyond life, death and death, ghosts and sufferings, princes know themselves Now that Shinto is just using people, why not cast into Shinto with Lao Huang."

　　 "With the prince's ability, it is not worth worrying about not being able to stand up. Then you will be the righteous god, law enforcement on behalf of the sky, and enjoy the incense sacrifices, which will be immortal forever, it is not beautiful."

　　 "I!" Huang Lingjun was interrupted by Huang Da as soon as he uttered a word. Huang Da's words continued to sound:

　　 "You can rest assured, Lao Huang never overpowers others. Everyone in the army knew that the five thousand Yin soldiers outside would never do anything."

　　 "By the way, the king just asked how the mountain came, and forgot to say that the mountain outside was moved by the Lord from Fangshan."

　　 "I didn't have any great skills, so I shook to death a scary ghost in red."

　　 "I agree. Shinto law enforces the law on behalf of the heavens. You are a righteous god. I have been reduced to a ghost. I have been suffering from not being able to escape. Now that I have this situation, I am really lucky."

　　 "General Huang won't be in vain to our friends, and now it has this benefit, and I don't forget to pull me." The voice in the iron coffin was slightly distorted, and became a little sharp, like needlework, enough to pierce the eardrum.

　　 "You don't have to be so excited, Lao Huang is a real person. Let's go and meet the Lord together so as to escape the ghost way." Huang Da stepped forward to the iron coffin and directly lifted the iron coffin with both hands.

　　 "The prince does not have to move, I just carry the prince and go there. How can the prince be so honorable, how can he walk there? This is not the manifestation. I don't know the etiquette."

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