The heavens start from Maoshan

"Without me, you can't get out of the altar of bones, let alone go to the provincial capital to see your master."

"Cooperation between you and me is a win-win situation. If you don't agree, it's not me, but you who lose the most. After all, I have a choice, but you don't, don't you?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng looked at the bone altar calmly: "I was born in Maoshan, and my master is Xu Zhenren who is expected to take over Maoshan's lineage of gods in the future. If there is no accident, I will also become a high-ranking Maoshan in the future... Uh. ..You have just become a ghost, so you may not understand this."

"Let me tell you another way, I am the richest man in Jiangyang, the patriarch of the Zhang clan in Dagou Town."

"I control the three county towns of Yangjiang, Goose City and Cannes City. When I sneezed, someone caught a cold below."

"With my status and status, spitting on the ground is a nail."

"Following me has many benefits. Now that the opportunity is in front of you, I'm not begging you, but to let you figure it out for yourself. If you don't agree, you'll have to be trapped in a jar forever. It's not a good feeling."

Silence first.

After a while, a resentful sigh came from the ossuary: "I was sold into a pear orchard since I was a child, and my parents have long forgotten it. It was my master who raised me."

"Master has high expectations for me, and thinks that I can become a famous person. It's a shame that I don't know people well, and I have a private life with others. After all, I have suffered from this painstaking effort."

"If there is a chance, I would like to meet Master and sing a big show again. This is my only wish."

Zhang Heng nodded silently.

"I can take you to the provincial capital to see your master one last time."

"In exchange, I want you to protect me for ten years."

"In the past ten years, you must obey my orders and be instructed by me. In return, I will not only help you to fulfill your wishes, but also repair bridges and roads in your name, provide relief to the victims, and atone for your crimes."

"After the ten-year period expires, there should be few sins left on your body. Find someone worthy of trust in the next life."

Ten years are not too long or too short.

Zhang Heng felt that at that time, he probably wouldn't need much of Chu Meiren.

After all, in terms of strength, Chu Meiren has not reached the point where people can talk about it.

They won hard because they were too weak.

As long as there is one of Xu Zhenren, Qian Zhenren, and Ninth Uncle here, there is no need to rely on Zhang Heng's off-the-table moves to win.

Even the four-eyed Taoist priest, one-on-one, Chu Meiren may not be his opponent.

"It's done!"

No sleep for one night.

On the second day, Zhang Heng, who had dark circles under his eyes, had a blue paper figure in his hand.

The paper figurine is only the size of a slap, with a scary makeup drawn on his face with a liner, which looks chilling.

"It's not easy. Fortunately, it was voluntary and did not resist me. Otherwise, this paper-cutting technique would never be successful."

Being willing to obey and resisting wholeheartedly requires an incomparable amount of energy and cost.

According to Zhang Heng's own thinking, if he collects lonely souls in the wild and forcibly integrates into paper-cutting, the chance of success will not exceed [-]%.

Lonely ghosts and wild ghosts are still like this, not to mention high-level fierce ghosts and serious ghosts.

The other party is not his mother, how can he be willing to be eaten by him.

If he resists, he must use mana and mind to suppress him. With his current mana and cultivation realm, he can't resist the backlash of the ghosts at all.

Fortunately, Chu Meiren is a special existence.

It's sensible, and the ghost doesn't last long, and he takes advantage of it.

If the hundred-year-old ghost were here, his conditions might not be attractive to the other party at all. If it were a stick of incense every morning and evening, it would be almost the same every three living people.

"Although paper-cutting is good, it's a pity it's not the right way."

"I was able to accept Chu Meiren purely by accident. If I want to develop from this path, I will definitely fall into the evil way."

"There is a record in the paper-cutting technique that as long as there are hundreds of paper figures, you can besiege the ghosts."

"That is to say, as long as I am willing to abandon my conscience and go to the mass grave to hunt wandering spirits, I can make two paper figurines today, and I can take two paper figurines and catch three tomorrow."

"It doesn't take much, at most a month, the paper figurine army will be able to break through [-], thus hunting down murderous ghosts and refining more powerful paper figurines."

"It's like rolling a snowball, the faster it rolls, the bigger it rolls."

"In less than a year, hundreds of paper figurines can be upgraded from the level of wandering souls to the level of fierce ghosts, and then have the strength to surround and kill ghosts and foundation-building cultivators."

"But at this stage, it must be haunted by grievances, and people and ghosts are angry."

"I don't want to talk about the decency of the famous, and I will definitely go down the mountain to eliminate the devil."

"Even on the other side of the Yin Mansion, there must be an underworld policeman coming to arrest it. No matter how beautiful it is, it will be temporary, and it will eventually bear its consequences."

Zhang Heng is a very sober person.

He was not deceived by the appearance of kirigami, even if kirigami had merit.

After all, what he was asking for was not a momentary glory, nor was he suffering from great hatred and deep hatred waiting for him to avenge him, or his girlfriend was kidnapped, and it would be impossible to go one step later.

Therefore, this kind of opportunistic left-handed technique is not very attractive to him. It's okay to have a taste of broadening his horizons, and there is absolutely no possibility of him being addicted.

"I'm not obsessed, but Qingyun Yueqi who created this spell..."

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

No matter how you look at it, Yue Qi must have fallen into the devil's way and practiced paper-cutting to the pinnacle.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to write this book, she would barely write it, and she wouldn't be able to describe incisively and vividly what the paper-cutting technique would look like.

It can be seen that Yue Qi is definitely a master of paper-cutting.

Hundreds of paper figures accompany them in and out. Wherever they pass, ghosts and wolves howl, resentful.

She alone is an army of monks, with fierce ghosts as soldiers and serious ghosts as generals. With that momentum, Xu Zhenren and Qian Zhenren had to flee when they came.

In this era of virtual return and extinction, foundation building is the peak era.

She alone is enough to match a small and medium-sized sect.

Of course, sects like Maoshan, Quanzhen Dao, Longhushan, Gezaoshan, and Daxueshan are definitely not something she can compare with.

Zhang Heng came from a famous sect, and he knew how amazing the background of these sects was.

Take the Tianshi sword of Longhu Mountain as an example. Legend has it that this sword was left by Zhang Daoling. What kind of evil spirit is enough for this sword to slash.

Qingmen Yueqi, no matter how beautiful she is, is a human being, not a god.

Once the public anger is provoked, the major sects will come with the magic treasures of the town and the decrees of the ancestors, and they will be able to enter the boundless purgatory in an instant.

Otherwise, her things would not have fallen into the hands of the third grandmother and the paper figure Zhang.

She couldn't protect her personal belongings such as golden knives and scissors, and she could not guess what happened.

Chapter 49: Uncle Nine Arrives

Two days later.

"I have seen Uncle Master."

Hurry up and hurry up, the ninth uncle finally arrived.

Just like in the film and television works, Jiu Shu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks righteous, giving people a feeling of trust.

"It's great to see you're all right."

Seeing that Zhang Heng and the others did not suffer any unforeseen circumstances, Jiu Shu, whose face was full of frost, heaved a sigh of relief.

"Patriarch, we could have arrived yesterday, but who knew that there was a little problem with the car and it was delayed for a day."

Zhang Zhentian, who went to pick up the ninth uncle, guiltily did not dare to see Zhang Heng.

"This is God's will and cannot be forced."

Zhang Heng did not accuse anything.

Zhang Zhentian looked ashamed and wanted to say something else, but Uncle Jiu took the lead: "Ah Heng, right? What happened to that thing?"

"Uncle Shi." Zhang Heng was a little embarrassed: "That thing has been subdued by the people I called the leftist, and it caused you to run away in vain."

"Subdued!"

The expression on Jiu Shu's face softened a bit, and he nodded: "It's good to take it in, it's fine for me to run around in vain, I'm afraid that your master is not at home, that thing will run out and make waves, and then I will lose Maoshan's face. ."

After finishing speaking, Jiu Shu asked Zhang Heng again: "How did you conquer it, and you will tell me about it later."

"Uncle, don't worry about it, I've already prepared food and drinks in the temple, let's go in and talk."

Zhang Heng invited the ninth uncle in.

"Senior brother, is this the ninth uncle?"

Zhang Dandan followed behind Zhang Heng and whispered: "The aura seems to be more than that of our master. Ninth Uncle's old man's cultivation must be very high, right?"

"Master said that the ninth uncle is the representative of the accumulation and success, and the cultivation base is also the best among the people in Maoshan."

As he said that, Zhang Heng looked at Ninth Uncle.

Upon entering his eyes, Uncle Ninth was silent on the surface, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, obviously very satisfied with Zhang Heng's evaluation.

"So rich?"

Entering the back hall of the gymnasium, Uncle Ninth saw the prepared food and drinks.

The wine is a 30-year-old wine from Maotai Town, and the mud seal has just been opened.

Not to mention the dishes, sashimi, steamed lamb, roast suckling pig, roasted duck, more than a dozen dishes, and a large table, even the hairy crabs that the poor eat, which is incredibly rich.

"Is this all prepared in advance?"

Ninth Uncle was a little flattered.

"Uncle Shi, as soon as your car arrived at the county seat, someone took a shortcut on horseback to report."

"As for these wines and dishes, my nephew and I are rich, it's really nothing."

Zhang Heng motioned everyone to step back, leaving only Zhang Dadan and Zhang Zhentian to accompany him: "Uncle, please take your seat."

"The Taoist Temple is well done, and the decoration inside is also very elegant, much stronger than my Yizhuang."

Ninth Uncle sat down and looked left and right, and then looked at Zhang Heng: "I heard Zhentian say that your family has a big business, and you still have thousands of people on hand?"

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "In addition to being a disciple of Maoshan, the nephew is also the head of the Zhang family in Yangjiang, and he is doing well in Yangjiang County."

"It's a good mix, so there must be a lot of industries?"

Uncle Jiu thought of the Ren family in Renjia Town.

The Ren family is the richest man in Renjia town, and even the town is named after the family.

To be rich, Ninth Uncle has never seen anyone richer than the Ren family. Unfortunately, the grave was moved some time ago, and the old man cheated the corpse. The Ren family was on the verge of breaking the door, and only a little girl was left.

"Industry..."

Zhang Heng replied modestly: "It's not a lot. I have about 3 mu of land in Yangjiang County, and more than 1 mu of land in other nearby counties."

"There are about 100 stores, the most of which are rice stores. I have hundreds of rice stores in the 36 counties of Handong, and they manage the food and drink of millions of people."

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Hundreds of rice shops, millions of people eat and drink, how much money does it cost?

Although the Ren family is rich, they are not at this level. Senior Brother Xu has accepted a good apprentice.

"Senior uncle, my brother's opening rice shop is not to make money."

Zhang Dan dared to help: "You don't know, where there is a disaster, our Zhangjia Rice Shop will go to where to cook porridge and stabilize food prices. Everyone, they all say that my senior brother is for the country and the people."

"For the country and the people, for the country and the people!!"

Jiu Shu said a few words, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "This is what my Maoshan disciple should be responsible for. Although I am older than you, Shishu, from the perspective of serving the country and the people, it is not worth comparing with you. Just a mention."

"Master's words are serious."

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "It means that there are strengths and weaknesses and strengths. I just did what I was supposed to do. I didn't seek fame, nor did I seek illusory humanistic merit, but only for my own peace of mind."

Zhang Heng entered Dao not long ago, but he also has his own opinions on the word Dao.

Take some novel protagonists who penetrated into the Republic of China as an example, those people who do good deeds for the sake of merit, in Zhang Heng's view, have fallen into the inferior position themselves.

Merit should not be sought.