The heavens start from Maoshan

When Zhang Heng heard it, he felt that it was very reasonable: "Ghosts are the most yin thing, and it is really beneficial to be nurtured in the most yin land. When the train arrives at Linji, I will give it a try after finishing the work in my hand."

Two days later.

The train entered Linji Station, and Linji, one of the three northern provinces, arrived.

These days, I don't have the feeling of a bus, and I can only take a horse-drawn carriage wherever I want to go.

When he heard that Zhang Heng was going to Shurong Village in Tu'an County, the carriage driver shook his head, because it was too far, and the road was not very smooth these days.

"I really have you. If the coachman doesn't pull you, you just buy the carriage. Is this the world of the rich?"

Wuxin drove the carriage and kept talking: "Why do you need to come over by yourself, find someone you trust, and give him some money to let him come over. You are so rich anyway."

"Third Tai-gu died because of me. I promised her that I would personally send her leaves back to their roots. As a human being, you can't lose faith."

Although Zhang Heng is not a saint.

But one thing is, the promises he gave are never easily trampled, and he is a man who can do what he says.

In his view, if a person can't even keep his word in his entire life, he will be a failure as a human being.

three days later.

The carriage hurriedly hurried and finally arrived at Shurong Village in Antu County.

This is a small mountain village nestled at the foot of Changbai Mountain. There are not many people and it looks very poor.

"Master, I want to ask you something, is there an old Zhu family in the village?"

"Yes, yes, there are two apple trees planted at the door."

Under the guidance of the uncle, Zhang Heng found the old Zhu family.

When I knocked on the door, it was a young man who opened the door.

At the mention of Aunt Zhu San, the young man was stunned for a while, then shook his head and said, "There is no such person in my family!"

"I found it wrong?"

Sitting in the carriage, Wuxin asked.

"I can't!"

Zhang Heng looked at the young man.

Aunt Zhu San left home in her early years, and she has been gone for decades.

The young man looked like eighteen or nineteen. If the elders in the family didn't mention it, how would he know where to go.

"Are there any elderly people at home?"

Zhang Heng said bluntly: "Third Aunt Zhu asked us to come. She is your Zhu family and lives in this Shurong Village."

"I'm going to invite my grandpa."

The boy entered the door.

After a while, an old man in his 70s and [-]s who was huddled in a big padded jacket was helped out.

"Old man, we were called by the third aunt Zhu, the third aunt, not the mushroom, think about it, do you have any impression!"

The old man was a little bit back, and his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it.

"Third aunt?"

The old man thought for a while: "I have a third aunt who left home when I was young. Let's count it as ten years."

"That's right."

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "The third aunt has passed away. Before leaving, let me send the ashes. By the way, there are still a thousand oceans of silver notes. It's a little bit of my heart.

"One thousand oceans' silver notes, that's not worth it."

The old man shook his head again and again.

Zhang Heng took the old man's hand and said loudly, "I can make it, why can't I make it? It's a bank note from Rishengchang, which can be redeemed in the whole country, so I can make it."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng looked at the young man and the dilapidated yard: "Go back, build a new house, find a wife for the baby, and buy dozens of acres of land..."

"With dozens of acres of land, is that not a landlord?"

The young man was overjoyed: "Grandpa, take the money quickly."

"Receipt, accept, accept you as a big-headed bastard."

The old man resolutely pushed the silver note back: "that's my third aunt, she's not outside, you send it back, this is the benefactor of my Zhu family. How can I ask for your money, I can't do it, old man I Although I don't have any great skills, I haven't starved this family to death, so I can't ask for this money anyway."

Zhang Heng asked again and again, but the old man refused to accept it.

There was no other way, Zhang Heng could only leave the various food and leather jackets on the carriage, but the old man did not refuse these miscellaneous things.

After Zhang Heng left, the old man took out the leather jacket and made [-] pounds of millet, and married the young man a wife.

Although the family is not rich or noble, the small life is still enjoyable and peaceful.

Of course, this is something.

Chapter 62: Plague Mountain

"In the countryside, there are many simple people. I think this old man of the Zhu family is very lucky."

After leaving Shurong Village, Monk Wuxin was moved.

Zhang Heng also nodded silently.

Nowadays, the world is chaotic, people's hearts are not ancient, and very few can keep their hearts.

Don't be greedy for money, don't lie, abide by your duty, it's easy to say, but difficult to do.

call~

While chatting, Monk Wuxin suddenly stopped the carriage.

"what happened?"

Zhang Heng looked forward.

"In the winter, there are hedgehogs blocking the road, and it's still a white hedgehog!"

Inadvertently motioned Zhang Heng to take a look.

Zhang Heng was startled when he saw it, because this hedgehog was completely white, and he could stand on both feet, looking carefully, like an old woman.

Looking at it again, the eyebrows are somewhat similar to the third Taigu, and they are nodding at him.

"Third aunt, is that you?"

Zhang Heng jumped out of the carriage, bowed his head and said, "If so, stomp your feet."

Hedgehog froze.

After half a sound, he stomped his left foot.

Zhang Heng was overjoyed and continued: "Third Tai-gu, I have already sent your ashes to Zhu's house, but there is something I can't help but tell you, the golden knife and scissors you left behind was found by its owner. Now, that's an old witch who steals her life and kills her for life, and I'm not her opponent."

The hedgehog smile is naive and kind.

After a while, the old voice of the third aunt sounded in Zhang Heng's ears: "Zhang Xiaozi, thank you very much, the old lady didn't expect you to come so soon."

Zhang Heng sighed and said, "Actually, I'm already late. I met that old witch and was severely injured, otherwise I should have arrived before winter."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng asked the third Taigu again, "How are you now?"

"Everything is fine with the old lady. My sect master has promised me to always be by my side, and I'm also someone who can talk."

"I see that you have a sad face. It must be something difficult to do. You can talk to me, but don't talk about it. In the three northern provinces, my headmaster also has a head and face, and may be able to help you. "

Hearing this, Zhang Heng was overjoyed, and continued: "There are two things, the first is my paper ghost, and I was severely injured when I fought with the old witch, and I need a very yin place to nurture. "

"The second one is that the old witch's pseudonym is Yue Qiluo. She may have come to the borders of the three northern provinces. If it is convenient for you, Third Aunt, please contact my colleagues and help the master beside me find her location."

"This old witch has killed countless people and committed many evils. Now that she is injured, it is a good time to get rid of her."

"I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to get rid of her after she recovers from her injuries."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The third aunt did not hesitate after hearing this, and immediately said: "130 miles to the west, there is a plague mountain. This place used to be a village. Because of the plague, the whole village died, and the yin energy was very heavy."

"As for finding someone, this matter is also covered by the old lady. The three northern provinces are the base camp of my shamanism, and there are countless immortals in various places. As long as she is here, I will definitely be able to help you find her."

Zhang Heng hurriedly said: "The job of finding someone must be hidden. That old witch is extremely virtuous, and there are very few people in the world who are on the right side. It must not be hasty."

"Don't worry, don't worry, the old lady will come to inform you when you find it."

The white hedgehog walked slowly into the forest.

Soon, except for a string of small footprints, there was no trace of coming.

"The right way is more help, the wrong way is little help, is this the case?"

The unintentional monk suddenly had a feeling.

Zhang Heng knew that what he was talking about was that he helped the third grand aunt return the ashes, and the third grand aunt came to help him again.

This cause and effect, and the cycle, is quite amazing.

"Monk."

"Ok?"

"I plan to go to the Plague Mountain to cultivate and raise paper ghosts."

Zhang Heng looked at Monk Wuxin and said, "Yue Qiluo's demonic flames are overwhelming. I'm not her opponent yet. I'll let you go and die. When someone finds it, I'm afraid you can only go alone."

Monk Wuxin clasped his hands together: "You should be like this, Buddha of Infinite Life."

Zhang Heng Jishou: "Blessed and immeasurable Tianzun."

From here to Plague Mountain, a hundred and thirty li.

It's already noon now, go now, at the speed of the carriage, it is estimated that it will be the middle of the night.

Plague Hill used to have villages, but not now.

The weather is so cold, wouldn't it be cold to go there at night?

"Monk, take out the map and see if there are any towns near Plague Mountain."

"Yes, Liusha Town, which is dozens of miles away from us, is under the jurisdiction of Fukang County."

"Okay, we have a place to stay at night."

evening...

After a long day's journey, we finally arrived at Quicksand Town at around seven o'clock in the evening.

At first glance, unlike the warm south, the temperature of Lingji is minus [-] to [-] degrees, making the town look lacking in vitality.

After seven o'clock, it is reasonable to say that it is not too late.

But there are not many pedestrians in the town, and the only shops that are open are gambling stalls, taverns, and inns that can be open all night.

"It's still better in Tianjin!"

Monk Wuxin jumped out of the carriage and helped the dog's leather hat: "Tianjing at this point is a busy time, and the streets are full of people."

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Whether a place is prosperous or not is related to population, income, density of entertainment venues, and spending power."

"Tianjing is a metropolis, or a port city, a major transportation hub."

"It's just a country town, there's no comparison."

Zhang Heng held a heater in both hands, looked left and right, and did not forget to remind me: "Remind me tomorrow morning, all our miscellaneous things have been given to Old Man Zhu, and we have to buy some more tomorrow."

Monk Wuxin nodded: "This is a serious matter. It is common for people to freeze to death in the north. You even gave the leather jacket to Old Man Zhu. If you hadn't been wrapped in a quilt along the way, you would have been frozen into a silly roe deer."

"Go and go, which pot can't be opened and lifted."

Zhang Heng tightened his collar, followed Monk Wuxin into the inn, and shouted inside, "Dude, take the carriage to the backyard and feed it some high-quality fodder, so you can take care of it."

"Okay, please, the two masters."

The guy who ran the hall took a glance and saw that Zhang Heng and the two were dressed well, thinking that this is a good main household.

"Two rooms go to the room, a table of wine and food, and then let someone prepare two bathtubs, boil some water, and send them to the guest room in a while."