Jumping the Great God is very famous in Youzhou.

Twenty years ago, the so-called one hundred thousand great immortals settled in Youzhou.

In ten miles and eight villages, if you pull out an individual at random, you will see things, and you will be a god.

Zhang Daxian became famous earlier and was among the best among the "Hundred Thousand Immortals." Even some high-ranking officials came to the door in person to let Zhang Daxian see things and heal illnesses.

At this moment Zhang Daxian had already arrived on the stage, behind him were two assistants, both of whom were teenage children, one boy and one girl, meaning virgins.

The virgin boy and girl were holding two parcels, which were obviously props.

"Miss Zhao, go and invite your son?

When the auspicious time is here, the old can cast spells immediately, connect the ghosts and gods, and call upon your son! "

Master Zhang held the soul-inspiring banner and spoke vigorously.

"Master, wait a minute!"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly walked to the side and told some servants.

After a while, a few people walked out of the villa carrying a single bed.

Zhao Meimei's eyes turned red.

"Obviously! This is probably the last time! Mom really hopes you can wake up. Don't let Mom down!"

Zhao Meimei choked up and said.

And on that little bed, there was a pale, handsome boy, seven or eight years old, at an age that should have been alive, but like a dead person, lying motionless on the bed.

This is Zhao Meimei's son, Zhao Xiaoming.

Because of playing football, I became a vegetable.

Jiang Beichen frowned, then shook his head, walked over, and patted Zhao Meimei on the shoulder: "Sister Zhao, don't worry, I see your son, the heaven is full, the pavilion is square, this is the life style of great wealth and wealth. , I will wake up!"

Zhao Meimei only thought he was comforting herself, and nodded with a wry smile: "Thank you brother Jiang!"

At this time, Zhang Daxian picked up the soul-inspiring banner, walked three times around Zhao Xiaoming, and then returned to his original position.

Use streamers to pat around the bed non-stop.

"God to the temple, ghosts to the grave!"

"Today, Zhang Daxian, I am setting up a dojo here to call for souls and souls for Young Master Zhao. I will soon invite my body, lonely and wild ghosts, and quickly retreat!"

"Eat!"

A mantra, suddenly roared.

Master Zhang shivered immediately.

At this time, a strong wind blew around, as if there were really wild ghosts fleeing.

Zhang Daxian put down the soul-drawing banner and walked two steps towards the edge of the stage, looking at Zhao Meimei condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Miss Zhao, the old god, the centenary dance, and the martial dance, which one do you want?"

Zhang Daxian stood with his hands behind, with an unpredictable expression.

Zhao Meimei stayed for a while, wondering if this great dancer still has so much attention to it, and she still divides the dance and martial arts?

Zhao Guangzhi also froze for a while, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask Zhang Daxian, I don't know what this is Wendiao or Wudiao?"

Zhang Daxian hurriedly said: "The so-called literary jump is to attract some little immortals who run in the entrance of the hall. These little immortals can help communicate with the hall of the hall and solve common problems.

The so-called Wutiao refers to the ability to invite some immortal families, even the hall masters, to these immortal families and hall masters, their magical power is unfathomable, and there is nothing they can't do! "

All right! Understand now! This is like two packages.

The first package, the service enjoyed is average.

The second package is more advanced and cost-effective.

Zhao Guangzhi hurriedly smiled and said, "That's not the case, of course it's going to be Wu jump!"

"Well, if you choose Wutiao, then I'm afraid..." Zhang Daxian rubbed his fingers quickly, seeing what this means, is it a temporary increase?

Zhao Meimei couldn't help frowning: "Zhang Daxian, haven't I already given it?"

Zhang Daxian frowned quickly: "Ms. Zhao doesn't know anything. I usually do things for people. That's just literary dance. You know, Wutiao consumes a lot of mana, and it's at the cost of life. I'm telling you this because I think your son's situation is very dangerous. When I started the altar just now, I sensed that his soul is on the edge of the river, and he can advance or retreat! That's why I suggest you martial arts! Make sure! Foolproof!"

"of course!"

"If you feel sorry for the money, just treat it as if I didn't say it! I'll just give him a message!"

Zhang Daxian couldn't help but waved his hand, pretending to be ready to cast a spell.

"Hey don't!"

Zhao Meimei shook her head helplessly, and immediately said to the maid Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, go to Accountant Wang, pay another five million, and hit Zhang Daxian's account!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Xiaohong immediately went to the accountant to make money.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning.

This old thing is too ridiculous.

Just a glance, you know where Zhao Xiaoming's soul is?

Isn't this nonsense?

He couldn't even see his law.

But at this moment, as a foreigner, he is naturally not easy to interrupt.

After a while, Ding! Zhang Daxian glanced at the phone.

The money has arrived! With a smiling expression, he immediately waved to the virgin boy and girl.

The virgin boy and girl immediately opened the package.

In the boy's package, there is a colorful sacrificial clothing, covered with diamond feathers, which looks like peacock feathers.

In the virgin's package, there is a mask, which is double-sided, with a bull's head on one side and a horse-faced face on the other. It looks terrifying and hideous.

But Zhang Daxiandang even put on a sacrificial costume and put on a mask.

Oh oh oh! Cang Cang Cang! The virgin and the virgin walked aside, the virgin took the horn and blew it vigorously, and the virgin took out a bell and kept shaking it.

Zhang Daxian lifted his hips and jumped around Zhao Xiaoming.

Wow! Wow! Zhang Daxian's sacrificial attire also had small bells, which kept rattling as he walked.

Not to mention, the trio cooperated quite tacitly and had a sense of joy, and Zhang Daxian kept muttering in his mouth, as if he was talking in Manchu, and no one could understand it. It was almost like singing a duo.

After singing for a long time, Zhang Daxian walked over again, dragged two big bags to the edge, and opened the straps. They were yellow, orange, and gold ingots.

"Today, on the day of Yuanyang, please enlighten you, the Northeast Dragon and Tiger Great Immortal, offer one hundred thousand gold ingots, order Changbai Mountain to be there, and the four families of Hu, Huang, Bai and Liu, come to Feng City and have a party!

"Eat!"

Zhang Daxian took a sip of the wine from the bottle and sprayed it on the gold ingot.

The boy hurriedly dragged down the bag of gold ingots and told the Zhao family here, "This is the ingot for the gods. It is quickly sent to the stove and burned in a quarter of an hour!"

Several large iron barrels were already prepared over there for the purpose of burning sacrificial items, and the servants dragged them over and burned the ingots.

This was followed step by step, and the Zhao family kept their eyes on it. They didn't expect this great immortal to be quite professional, and it really looked like that.

The gray-yellow smoke billowed from the big iron barrel, like beacon smoke.

Zhang Daxian's eyes shook, he quickly picked up the soul-catching flag and waved his hand.

He started to recite the spell again.

But at this moment, the wind direction of Wolf Smoke suddenly changed, and it floated towards the northeast.

Not long after, a whirlwind suddenly moved quickly from the northeast direction, extremely fast.

Oh oh oh! Along with the strong wind, there was heavy smoke and paper ash, which made people unable to open their eyes.

The people of the Zhao family were so frightened that they saw the whirlwind getting bigger and bigger, turning into a tornado and crushing it towards the crowd.

Everyone screamed and scattered.

Zhao Meimei looked excited, "Daxian has appeared! Brother Jiang, Daxian has appeared!"

Jiang Beichen's expression changed slightly, and he quickly pulled Zhao Meimei back, and kept retreating from the long distance.

Immediately brushing his eyes with his two fingers, he saw that in the huge tornado, there were all kinds of shadows.

But what is certain is that it is definitely not a figure.

"After Wangchuan River, you are all guests!"

"For the time being, there are survivors, and the soul is coming back!"

"Zhao Xiaoming!!! Zhao Xiaoming!!! Zhao Xiaoming!!!"

Zhang Daxian kept calling Zhao Xiaoming's name, and his voice became louder than ever.

At the same time, he kept shaking the flag in his hand.

Oh oh oh! The tornado even obeyed the order of the banner flag and immediately moved towards the stage.

Circling around the single bed non-stop.

"The soul is home!"

boom! The tornado exploded in an instant when the soul-inspiring banner was swung down, and for a while, the wind was strong, as if the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling faintly sounded in the courtyard.

Zhao Daxian waved the soul-catching flag, as if trying to drive something into Zhao Xiaoming's body.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Beichen's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly stepped forward and shouted: "No!!"