The heavens start from Maoshan

If it wasn't for the purpose of suppressing bandits, he would not have asked Zhenzhen Qian to come out.

Without asking Qian Zhenzhen to come out, he would not be able to earn the extra money of the thousand oceans.

Without the thousand oceans, the Taoist temple would not have decided to build it so quickly.

If you don't build a Taoist temple, you won't go to Lingui to choose wood, and you won't stagger things in Huangshi Village. Zhang Heng doesn't have to be so embarrassed.

Qian Zhenren's absence today seems to be a coincidence, but in fact it is a certain kind of inevitability.

Think carefully, very interesting.

"Junior brother, why don't you eat?"

Qian Shui raised his head and found that Zhang Heng seemed to be thinking about something, and even said happily: "Junior Brother, are you embarrassing the evildoer again?"

After he finished speaking, he said, "Don't worry, there is no problem with me. I grew up by my master's side since I was a child. I have seen so many demons and evil spirits, and I have even caught murderous ghosts with my own hands. A serious ghost, you may not be afraid of it."

Zhang Heng did not speak.

There is a small clinic in front of his house, and he sees old Chinese medicine practitioners seeing patients all day long.

Is it possible that tomorrow he can discuss with the old Chinese doctor and let him sit for a day's consultation?

You can't just look at that stuff.

Qian Shui hasn't left the school yet. Can he follow his master to catch ghosts?

Moreover, fierce ghosts, serious ghosts, just like the difference between practicing Qi and establishing a foundation, that is the difference between heaven and earth.

The person who is the troublemaker in Huangshi Village is probably not a soft persimmon among the ghosts. Some Taoist priests who have graduated may not be able to win. Qian Shui said that Potian is just an apprentice who has not graduated. Can you rely on him?

It's just that I don't have much confidence in Qian Shui.

Zhang Heng also knew that he couldn't wait any longer, otherwise the evil spirits would become heavier and heavier if he let him kill him again.

Now the three of them, holding the magic weapons and magic weapons of two real people, plus some side-by-side methods, may still have the strength to fight.

If you wait any longer, it is estimated that you will not be able to fight.

"Heaven and earth are a lesson. Today, Zhang Heng, a disciple of the [-]th generation of Maoshan, sees ghosts killing innocent people indiscriminately, and he has no seniors by his side, so he has no choice but to ask his ancestors for help. I hope the ancestors don't blame him."

Zhang Heng stood in the Taoist temple, burned incense sticks for the patriarch, bowed three times, and respectfully invited down the robe that the patriarch was wearing.

"Senior brother, why did you strip away the patriarch?"

Zhang Dadan turned pale when he saw it.

"Bullshit."

Zhang Heng put his Taoist robes on the statue, and he put on the robes of the patriarch: "The patriarch's clothes are dirty, I'll give the patriarch a new one, and I'll go back and wash it."

Zhang Boldly gave a thumbs up: "Senior brother, you are really filial, but Master is much careless. After more than ten years of worship, you don't know how to wash your ancestors' clothes."

Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Daan with a face of approval, and always felt that this guy was scolding him.

Raise your hand.

He slammed on Zhang Dadan's head suddenly, whether it was or not, he thought it was.

"Senior brother, why are you hitting me?"

Zhang Dan holds his head full of grievances.

"Why, I can't beat you for no reason?"

"That's not it."

Zhang Bingdan pouted: "Who made you a senior brother?"

Zhang Heng ignored him, but asked, "Where is Senior Brother Qian Shui?"

"I'm here."

The money and water are more fully prepared.

He is dressed in apricot and yellow robes and has a gossip mirror hanging on his chest.

On his back is a peach wood sword, a copper coin sword, and a tin-iron sword, three precious swords, and on his shoulders there is a Liuding and Liujia flag, which looks like a big show.

The waist is also incredible.

On the left is a cloth pocket, which contains talismans, cinnabar, copper coins, willow leaves, compass, and glutinous rice.

On the right is a belt cover with several bamboo tubes inserted in it, which reads: black dog blood, rooster blood, fragrant ash, boy urine.

"Senior brother, I have nothing?"

Zhang Bing was in a hurry when he saw it.

Zhang Heng comforted: "You are practicing the secret art of protecting the law, and your blood is like a fire, so you don't need these things."

Zhang Bold was skeptical, grabbed a few handfuls of incense ashes from the incense burner in front of the statue, and muttered, "This is safe."

Zhang Heng didn't care about him either, because Zhang Dadan really couldn't use these things.

His best weapons are his own fists and Taoist mantras. When he encounters evil spirits, he throws up his fists and punches him. A few punches and a mantra are more effective than anything else.

"Patriarch, the big net soaked in black dog blood is ready."

"Patriarch, the wine jar filled with cinnabar water is also ready."

"Patriarch, the blood of the roosters is also ready. We killed more than 200 roosters in one go, even the rooster that announced the dawn. The lame Chen who was beating the watch was crying like a tearful man."

Someone stepped forward with a look of offerings.

Zhang Heng nodded with satisfaction: "I always believe in the saying that more people are more powerful, Huzi, how are your preparations?"

Zhang Zhenhu stood at attention and saluted: "The patriarch, everyone is ready, there are 300 people in total, all of them are young and strong."

"it is good!"

Zhang Heng ordered: "The regiment will immediately start to Huangshi Village. After arriving, it will form an army formation and practice on the spot. Tonight I will let the shouting and killing be heard."

"Yes, patriarch."

Zhang Zhenhu led the way.

buzzing...

Military vehicles drove out, and the soldiers held torches with great momentum.

after an hour.

Yellowstone Village.

Zhang Heng got off the car and saw that Huangshi Village was built at the foot of the mountain.

Looking up, every house is brightly lit, even the most stingy old man is not stingy at this moment.

"Who is the village chief?"

Zhang Heng asked the three squires waiting here.

"It's me! It's me."

The village chief looked flattered: "I am the chief of Huangshi Village, Li Maocai."

Zhang Heng looked back: "Where's Li Ju?"

Village Chief Li replied tremblingly, "I'm at home, I'm afraid he'll have an accident and I won't let him out."

"Humph!"

Zhang Heng snorted coldly: "Now that I know I'm afraid, what did I do earlier?"

"What you have taught is."

Village Chief Li did not dare to refute, for fear that Zhang Heng would take someone away if he was unhappy.

But he didn't know that Zhang Heng didn't come for him.

A Li family is not worth his life and death to help. He can't just watch more than 1000 people in Huangshi Village being killed.

"Come on."

"Have..."

Zhang Heng swept his eyes and pointed forward: "Get everyone in the village out."

"Yes."

A group of soldiers rushed up.

Soon, with the sound of crying, more than 1000 people in Huangshi Village were arrested. Those who didn't know their miserable appearance thought they were bandits.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet. If I cry again when I'm dead, please hold it back."

Zhang Heng was not angry.

"Patriarch, all the people have been brought out, even the old people who can't move, we also carried them out."

Zhang Zhenhu stood at attention and saluted.

"very good."

Zhang Heng looked at the villagers who lowered their heads and dared not look at him, and ordered again: "Everyone, form a group and protect these villagers in the middle."

"Yes."

300 soldiers strode out and formed a circle, enclosing more than 1000 villagers.

After finishing, Zhang Heng ordered again: "Each person is given a small pot of cinnabar water, pour it on the head, and drench themselves with the cinnabar water. In addition, send out dog blood nets. Soldiers hold blood nets and form a circle, don't leave any There are gaps."

Chapter 39: Chu Meiren

300 soldiers drenched in cinnabar water.

Holding a large vermilion net, they formed a circle, and more than 1000 villagers stood inside the circle.

outside.

Zhang Heng set up a Dharma altar with 36 huge trees facing the sky, and a three-zhang Dharma banner was hung on it.

Command.

Tai on stage star, the strain will not stop.

Drive away evil spirits, protect your life and protect your body.

Wisdom is clear and pure, and the mind is peaceful.

The three souls are eternal, and the soul is not lost.

"Senior Brother Qian Shui, you are a little tired. Mix chicken blood with cinnabar, dab it with a brush, and light it on everyone's eyebrows to ignite everyone's yang fire."

Zhang Heng instructed Qian Shui.

"no problem."

Qian Shui went to the altar of chicken blood.

After Qian Shui left, Zhang Dandan said worriedly: "Senior brother, we are in such a big battle, that thing won't be scared to come, right?"

"You're stupid, it's not better if it doesn't come."

If others don't know, can Zhang Heng not know?

The current battle looks very big, but it is actually bluffing, and it is not useful.

If Zhenren Xu or Zhenren Qian were here, they would go with a peach wood sword, which would be so troublesome.

They are not good enough, so they are so fancy, and they will fight for a while. It is hard to say how effective these things will be.

After all, no matter how good something is, it depends on who uses it. If you don't give you the doctor's medicine cabinet, you are a doctor.

"Junior Brother, listen..."

two hours later.

It's early morning.

Qian Shui pulled Zhang Heng's sleeve and made a listening action.

Zhang Heng followed suit. He just listened to it as if someone was singing a play far away, but the voice of the play was too far away.

"It's her, it's her voice."