The heavens start from Maoshan

A blind man holding the banner of "Tiekouzhiduan" got out of the car accompanied by two children.

The blind man seemed to be many years old, with a mustache on his chin, holding a flag in one hand, and a bamboo pole in the other, and walked towards Zhang Heng beating: "My nose, I have heard the wind for three miles. There must be some dirty things in this place recently. It's not normal." dirty, otherwise it wouldn’t be so smelly”

Facing Zhang Heng's suspicious gaze, Zhang Zhenhu hurriedly explained: "Patriarch, this is Wang Banxian at the gate of Xicheng in Yangjiang County. I heard it is very effective."

"Let's go to "Straight Broken Door" Wang Shoudao again. Friends in the rivers and lakes praised their love and called me Wang Banxian."

Without waiting for Zhang Heng to speak, Wang Banxian turned his face and said first, "I already know the purpose of your invitation. This thing is very fierce. If you ask me, you are the right person. It's just the price."

"It's easy to talk about money."

Zhang Heng responded first.

Then he asked Zhang Zhenhu, "Is this person reliable?"

Zhang Heng, the signature of Zhiduanmen, has never heard of it. It is probably a small sect of every generation. It is hard to say how capable it is.

Zhang Zhenhu nodded again and again: "I asked him for fortune-telling, and he said that I have the life to be the head of the regiment, so that's right."

"Oh!"

Zhang Heng's eyes lit up.

Because without his presence, Zhang Zhenhu would have become the commander of the pseudo-corps in ten years. After ten years, Wang Banxian is indeed a bit capable.

Another two hours.

Dongling Hemiao Zhu, it seems that the eighth or 90-year-old Zhu Sangu is here.

Then Cai Dingqiao tied up the paper shop, and the paper figure Zhang who coughed after walking two steps also came.

Counting the strange beggars in Coffin Mountain, Liu Da Yanguo, who was leaning on crutches, and Wang Xingzi, who arrived one step early, within a few hundred miles, the more famous strange people were all invited.

only.

Looking at the blind, old, sick, and disabled group of four.

To be honest, Zhang Heng felt a little drumming in his heart.

After all, people like to judge people by their appearance, and Zhang Heng is no exception.

The four in front of me, how should I put it, the sales are a bit different, and they don't look like high-end goods.

Chapter 42: Third Aunt Zhu

After some chat.

Zhang Heng has some understanding of the blind, old, sick, and disabled.

The first is Wang Blind. He came from Zhiduanmen. He has a cultivation base in the late stage of Qi training.

Afterwards, Donglinghe Temple congratulated Zhu Sangu, who was a disciple of Changbai Mountain.

It is the white immortal, which is the hedgehog.

That hedgehog year is good, but this kind of fairy's way is enough to listen to. Human beings are the best of all things, and one year of human cultivation can equal ten years of animals.

Aunt Zhu San can borrow Bai Xian's power, but this kind of borrowing will not last long. After all, the power belongs to others, not her own.

The paper figure Zhang, who has been coughing all the time, is the successor of the paper tying technique of the other side.

The cultivation base is in the middle stage of Qi training, which is equivalent to Qian Shui.

His paper body is as strong as iron, inaccessible to swords and guns, and can hurt monsters and monsters.

But he has no means of self-defense, and feeds the paper figurine with blood, which looks sickly. He is in his 30s, and he has enough energy and blood for a person who is less than ten years old. It is estimated that he will not have a few years to live.

The last Liu Da smoke pot, this person Zhang Heng is a little bit incomprehensible.

From his appearance, he is a lame beggar with a big cigarette pot in his hand, and he only smokes twice when he has nothing to do.

But Zhang Heng didn't see him as a beggar. He was full of aura in his gestures. Only a person who was used to being a superior person could develop such an aura.

The cultivation base is also the highest among the people, and the cultivation of Qi is perfect. You must know that it is not easy to cultivate in these years.

After all, there are less than 30 foundation-building monks in the three-mountain talisman sect like Maoshan.

In the next section, talismans, inviting gods, alchemy, expelling corpses, astrology divination, feng shui phrenology, each vein is also a foundation-building monk, and some of them are still Maoshan Su Lao who stayed behind in the sect.

Therefore, among the scattered cultivators, it is already very great to practice Qi to perfection.

It is more difficult for a loose person to cultivate to a complete Qi practice than Maoshan's real person who builds a foundation. No matter what Maoshan says, there is a blessing in the sky, what is there for a loose person.

"Damn!"

The paper figurine looked sick, and after saying a word, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and soon everyone smelled the smell of blood.

"cough cough..."

Coughing a few times, the paper figurine took back the handkerchief, not paying any attention to the blood on it: "Spirits are not easy to deal with. I traveled all over the world in the early years, and I also dealt with that thing. I escaped my life by chance. With the strength of the few of us... ..”

Zhang Heng interrupted: "You don't need to deal with it, as long as you can drag it on, I have already sent someone to Renjia Town to invite my uncle. My uncle is Lin Fengjiao, a true disciple of the Maoshan Talisman Sect, and he will be there soon."

Qian Zhenren doesn't know when he will be back.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Heng thought of the ninth uncle of Renjia Town again, so he sent someone to drive quickly to invite him.

It's not easy to drag. "

Aunt Zhu San also said: "I have a golden scissor method. If I can find the bones of that thing, it may be delayed for a day or two, and I will be powerless if there is more."

"I have Plum Blossoms that can be easily counted. If I can set up a magic circle around the water pool, I should be able to drag it for a day or two." Wang Blind also followed.

Two days plus two days is four days.

It's just that it's not safe for four days, so Zhang Heng turned his attention to Liu Da Yanguo and the paper figure Zhang.

"Don't look at me, let me fight that thing to the death, and it's too embarrassing for me to delay the time by setting up a stray formation."

Liu Da Yanguo shook his head directly.

It seems that the direction of his cultivation focuses on killing, and he is not very good at other categories.

"I might be able to talk to it."

Seeing the eyes of several people turned to him, the paper man Zhang Yu was astonished.

"Talk about?"

Zhang Heng was a little confused: "Do you have an old relationship with it?"

"How can it be, I don't even know it."

Paper Figure Zhang explained: "I can be distracted by my paper figure. The paper figure is yin. At that time, I will be considered half of the same kind in its eyes. If we talk well, I may be able to stabilize it for a few days."

Everyone was amazed, and the expression on the paper man's face was a little playful.

Paper figurine Zhang coughed violently, waved his hands and said, "My paper figurines are all formed by my blood essence and are connected to my life. If the paper figurines are destroyed, I will also lose ten years of lifespan, so... .”

Zhang Heng annoys others playing dumb riddles the most, so he urged, "Go on."

Paper Man Zhang coughed and said, "When I got the secret technique back then, relying on my youth, I acted recklessly and did a lot of stupid things."

"Up to now, I haven't had a good life for a few years. It doesn't matter if it's a few days earlier or a few days later, but I still have a wife and children to support at home, so..."

Zhang Heng understood in seconds that this was to add money.

Adding money is simple. Zhang Heng has money and said bluntly, "How much do you want?"

"Four gold bars, one thousand oceans."

Paperman Zhang's face was a little bit more rosy: "This is my life-buying money, as long as you are willing to give it, I am willing to make a [-]-point contribution to this matter, of course, I dare not say what the result will be, after all Specter is no joke, but I promise to make you worth the money."

"Money, money, life is connected."

Seeing that a sorcerer like Zhiren Zhang would not forget to leave a settling allowance for his wife and children at the end of his life, Zhang Heng also had mixed feelings in his mind: "Okay, I promise you, this matter will not matter whether it will be successful or not. I will give all the money, even if your wife and children are willing, I can bring them to Dagou Town and protect them."

Paper Man Zhang didn't speak, just nodded silently.

Next, the crowd began to act.

The first is to find the place where Chu Meiren's corpse was thrown. It was a water pool in the back mountain, and it was not difficult to find.

It's just that the water pool looks huge, about the size of half a football field. According to the villagers, the deepest place is seven or eight meters deep. In such a big place, I don't know if Zhu Santai's golden scissor method will work.

"No problem, just need a Kongming lantern and hang my golden scissors in the air facing the center of the lake. After I cast the spell, the thing will not be able to rush out in a short time."

Aunt Zhu San is full of confidence.

"Okay, you go to prepare immediately, we don't have much time, we can't waste it." Zhang Heng nodded.

Soon, Zhu Santai started to act.

A two-meter-high Kongming lantern, like a hot air balloon, appeared in the center of the pool.

Below is a pair of golden scissors. In addition, there are seven colored ropes tied around the Kongming lantern, which are divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple.

From a distance, Kongming lanterns and colorful flags blocked the entire water pool.

call! !

A black wind blew in the pool.

Between the naked eyes, the golden scissors flickered twice, and the black wind also split into two, dissipating invisible.

"It's done!"

Aunt Zhu San smiled all over her face: "Please build an altar for me on the shore, and I will bless the magic on the altar day and night for these two days."

"no problem."

As Zhang Heng agreed, he glanced at the golden scissors in the center of the pool.

This thing looks golden, not like a vulgar thing, and I don't know where this precious Aunt Zhu San got it from.

a little.

After the altar was set up, Mrs. Zhu San sat in the middle of the altar and recited.

Everyone looked at it with Dharma eyes, and what they saw was not the Third Aunt Zhu, but a half-human tall hedgehog sitting on the altar, holding the lotus seal in his hand, with a solemn appearance.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng was full of wonder and couldn't help but think about it.

The claws of the hedgehog can pinch the seal, and the snake has no claws. What if Aunt Zhu San enshrines a snake fairy?

He seemed to sense what he was thinking.

Hedgehog turned his head and glared at him, as if to say, "Do you want to take care of it?"

Chapter 43: The Secret of the Smoky Pot

woohoo woo...

At night, the wind was blowing.

Zhang Heng was sitting behind the altar, with Wang Blind, Paper Figure Zhang, and Yan Guo Liu beside him.

Look up.

The water in the pool was as black as ink, rippled by the wind.

On the altar, Aunt Zhu San recited something, and the golden scissors hanging under the Kongming lantern also glittered with gold.

"It should be possible. Although Zhu Santai is old, the white immortal enshrined by her is not weak."

"With the White Immortal's support and this golden scissors called a rare treasure, it's not easy for that thing to rush out."

It was Liu Da Yanguo who spoke.

He seems to be comforting himself, and it seems that he is comforting everyone.

Hearing his words, everyone felt a little calmer and looked at the water quietly.

"coming!"

A wave suddenly burst out of the pool, and a blue-clothed woman emerged from the water.

In the next second, the golden scissors suddenly appeared, as if the golden scissors would give Chu Mei a head-on blow if they dared to fly out.

poof...

Chu Meiren didn't rush out. It looked at Aunt Zhu San who was on the shore, and then looked at the colorful flags and golden scissors hanging over the water pool, and lowered its head and got into the water again.

call...