Picked up Hongjun Daozu's mobile phone

Chapter 92 Elderly, recruit a spirit!
Luo Hou's words, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, immediately stunned all the Taoist priests present, and then they remained still, and no one continued to ask questions.

He also felt bored, so he simply left here to find some fun by himself.But after wandering around, they came to the market area, intending to see what good things there are, and trying to have fun picking up leaks.

It's a pity that people who have eaten "abalone" after all, these "little fish and shrimps" in front of them really can't interest them, these things are too rubbish.Occasionally there are a few good elixirs, but because of the carelessness of the pickers, those elixirs are seriously damaged.

But what made him speechless the most was that there was a guy who deliberately wore a mask on his face, but openly sold his own pills.Luo Hou doesn't even need to guess, he can think that he is Chen Bufan with his heels. Could it be that why this guy didn't come with him, it turned out that it was for this place.

Chen Bufan also seemed to see Luo Hou, and the casual smile on the other side made him a little flustered and helpless at the same time.Although this elixir is good, for him now, he needs another thing even more.

Luo Hou shook his head and did not continue to stop in front of the other party's shop. Since he had already given them the three pills, they naturally had the right to deal with them.As for him shaking his head, the other party should know his character, if there is a problem, he can ask him for help, but he didn't.

Continuing to walk in the market, he suddenly saw an old man.There was an ancient object in front of the other party, and then there was a stand, and there was nothing else.

The old man looked quite old, and his body was slightly bent, but he still insisted on keeping his back straight.The clothes on his body were very simple, even with a few patches, which made him look out of place in this crowd.But at this time, he stood there, like a javelin, tough and powerful.

The entire street market was very lively, except for him, occasionally two or three people stopped here, but after seeing the words on the stand, they shook their heads and left.As for the ancient relic, not many people cared about it at all. This kind of thing may be valuable, but it is worth nothing in this circle.

What also made him feel strange was that the other party was not a cultivator, nor was he in the ancient martial arts circle, nor was he a high-ranking official or the like.But the other party was able to enter this place. His face full of vicissitudes was full of stories, and his standing body showed his identity.

This is a veteran, a soldier.

Luo Hou couldn't help walking forward curiously, wanting to see what was written on the other party's standing sign, why so many people could only shake their heads and leave after reading it.

"Spirit calling!!"

The two big characters immediately made Luo Hou's interest even more intense.The so-called summoning of spirits generally refers to the method used by Taoist priests to recruit spirits from the underworld.And according to the Taoist cultivation, the souls of the underworld that can be recruited are also different.

As for the old man in front of him, there are a lot of people who want to recruit spirits, and they are a little far away.Therefore, even a Taoist priest with a high level of cultivation may find it difficult to achieve this level, and even the head of the Taoist school today has enough energy to spare.

"The old man's name is Fan Yuanyang. He is a veteran who participated in the liberation battlefield. He is 89 years old this year. I heard from the master that he has come here every year since ten years ago. With such a signboard, he hopes to find People can help him recall those comrades who died in foreign lands.”

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, Luo Hou turned to look, but a bald head appeared in front of him.This person is the monk Fa Ming I met in the Miaofa Temple.

"Oh, then why doesn't your master help others? I remember that your Buddhist family seems to be able to save people too!"

Seeing an acquaintance, Luo Hou couldn't help asking.Although recruiting spirits and transcending them are somewhat different, judging from the old man's wishes, both are acceptable. He only hopes that his comrades can go home! !
"Amitabha, the master can't do anything. One can imagine the hugeness of this project. Even if all the eminent monks in Shaolin Temple gather together, it may be difficult to achieve this level."

Luo Hou squinted his eyes slightly, and didn't say anything else, just looked at the old man in front of him lightly, with that pair of indifferent faces that were neither happy nor sad, and had that unlovely expression.Maybe before he died, he just hoped to see his comrades return.

"Do you know? The old man actually receives a national subsidy every month, which is not even low, which is completely enough for him alone, but he still picks up garbage every month in exchange for some meager money. money."

"It is said that he divides the monthly allowance into three equal parts, the largest part of which will be sent to the family of his former teammate in batches, unless the other party's family is gone. And the other part is donated to the society, to some Children who can’t afford to read books, a chance to read. In the end, the meager money below zero will be used for their own expenses, such as buying newspapers and books.”

Fa Ming was muttering to himself, as if he was talking to himself, and it seemed to be talking to Luo Hou.This kind of helpless behavior really made Luo Hou a little helpless.

"Although he basically doesn't believe in the existence of gods and Buddhas, after hearing about this place, he climbed up the mountain early every year at this time, waiting for the opening of the conference here. Then he set up such a sign, hoping to find someone who can help His expert, even if this expert is an existence that he didn't want to believe in before."

Luo Hou squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Fa Ming quietly, finished the last sentence, and then said lightly: "You have said so much, what exactly do you want to do!!"

"Huh, I asked the master before, is there anyone in this world who can help this veteran, the master only said one sentence. In China, there is only Luo Houkeer."

Fa Ming looked into the other person's eyes, and then said word by word: "I hope you can help him!!"

Luo Hou smiled slightly, these monks are really, all of them are so "hypocritical".They obviously want to ask themselves for help, why don't they just tell them directly, and tell so many stories, don't they know that the stories they tell are vivid at all.

He didn't say much, just walked forward, then bent down, and picked up the ancient object on the ground, no, or a medal.It's just that it hasn't been cleaned and wiped for a long time, but it looks like an antique.

"Old man, how about giving me this medal!!"

Fan Yuanyang was slightly taken aback, looking at the young man in front of him, he chose to nod for some reason.After nodding, he began to panic. If the other party took this thing, he might find it difficult to get a medal in exchange for others' help.

But soon, he saw that the young man not only took away the medals, but also took away the standing plate by the way, and then left a few words indifferently.

"At eight o'clock tonight, see you at the Ten Mile Pavilion on the top of the mountain!!"

(End of this chapter)