The heavens start from Maoshan

In a flash, the monk has been gone for half a month.

The time has entered February, and the weather in Beisan Province is still very cold.

Three days ago, it snowed again outside.

The snow was so thick that it was half the height of a person, blocking the door.

Zhang Heng is from the south, and it is the first time in his life that he has seen such heavy snow.

On a whim, I piled the snow at the door into a snowman, wasting a whole morning...

mid-February.

The third aunt came again and told Zhang Heng good news.

The monk Wuxin found Yue Qiluo. The two sides initially fought, and the monk repelled Yue Qiluo.

It's a pity that it was in a busy city at the time, so the monk didn't dare to chase too closely, for fear that Yue Qiluo would take action against the surrounding people, and she ran away.

Hearing this, Zhang Heng felt a little at ease.

It doesn't matter if you don't catch up, there is next time.

If the monk can win once, he will definitely win the second time. Zhang Heng has confidence in him.

Come on, monk! !

Early March.

Zhang Heng went down the mountain and sent a telegram to his home to report safety.

Not much to say, just trivial things that summed up everything was fine.

mid-March.

boom! !

On this day, Zhang Heng was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, meditating in front of Chaoyang to practice Qi.

He only heard a roar in the distance, and a dirt pit exploded in the back mountain, and then a black shadow rushed towards him.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Heng laughed heartily.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a black shadow landed on his palm. Who else could be a paper ghost who was not recovering from his injuries.

"You recovered?"

Zhang Heng shook his right hand.

The paper ghosts fluttered on his hands like butterflies, passing between his index and middle fingers for a while, and then circling with his thumb in his arms, looking very happy.

"It's good to recover."

Zhang Heng was first happy.

After a while, the smile on his face subsided, and his eyes showed a cold look: "The old witch who injured us is being chased by monks. It won't take long for her to be arrogant. It's a pity that I am too weak to avenge this revenge myself."

The paper ghost shook his hands, as if to say don't take it to heart.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Heng held the paper ghost, put him in the lined pocket of his clothes, and whispered, "Let's not be bullied again, okay?"

The paper ghost emerged from his neck.

He looked at him, and then clapped his hands happily.

Chapter 66: Back to Quicksand

Another few days.

One day, Zhang Heng was meditating on the mountain when he heard the reprimand of whips beating animals from a distance.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a carriage driving in the distance, and it was coming this way.

"strangeness!"

Zhang Heng had a scrutiny in his eyes.

He had been on Plague Hill for months, and he had never seen anyone come this way.

On the one hand, the inaccessibility of people, on the other hand, the reputation of Plague Mountain is not very good.

"Master!"

The carriage arrived at the foot of the mountain, and a middle-aged man in a leather hat ran up the mountain anxiously.

At first, Zhang Heng only felt that the person was a little familiar.

When he got close, Zhang Heng remembered who this was, and said in surprise, "Are you the owner of Liusha Town Inn?

"The Daoist has a good memory, it's me."

When the innkeeper saw Zhang Heng recognized him, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Heng felt very strange and asked, "Why are you here?"

The shopkeeper of the inn said with a sad face: "Master Wuxin told me before going down the mountain that I shouldn't have disturbed you about your cultivating on the Plague Mountain, but something happened in the town, and I don't know."

As soon as Zhang Heng heard this, his face became serious: "Tell me slowly, what happened?"

soon.

Under the narration of the innkeeper, Zhang Heng figured out the ins and outs.

The cause is a group of rogues. I don't know where to get the news that there is a general's tomb in the mountains near Liusha Town, and a Qing Dynasty general who died here in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties is buried there.

There is no way to know if the news is true or not.

Anyway, the rogues believed it, and the party went into the mountain, and never came back after going there.

It was not until yesterday that Poppy's family went into the mountain to look for it and found a robbery hole on Beiwang Mountain.

This robbery cave leads directly into the belly of the mountain, and inside, there is a faint roar, and it sounds wrong.

"The roar in the cave!"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly and whispered, "Did you encounter a zombie?"

The innkeeper replied tremblingly: "We don't know either. The goddess who accompanied him went in and took a look. After a while, he heard a scream, and then there was no movement."

"We didn't dare to explore any more, so we could only block the entrance of the cave with stones. After going back and thinking about it, we thought of you. You must be someone with great ability when you travel south and north."

Zhang Heng didn't answer this, just thought about it: "Even the goddess has been folded in. According to you, it must be a zombie. Fortunately, you didn't go in again, otherwise it would be useless to enter many people."

"Master."

The shopkeeper's face was tangled: "To be honest, one of this group of pranksters is my nephew, and I am just such a male in Liu's family. Please do me a favor and come down the mountain with me. How much does it cost me? are willing to give.”

heard.

Zhang Heng was lost in thought.

He is not very afraid of zombies, because zombies are tangible things, unlike ghosts, which are invisible.

Tangible things must be restrained by physics. In fact, he doesn't need to go down the mountain. These people can find some explosives and blow up the grave.

Just considering that he is afraid of any emergency, Zhang Heng thought about it and said, "If you had come earlier, I might not have followed you down the mountain, and at most I will give you a way to get rid of you."

After he finished speaking, he said, "The timing of your arrival is very good."

Earlier, the paper ghost did not recover, and Zhang Heng had one less card.

As the saying goes, motion is worse than silence. In the absence of trump cards, it may be difficult for him to go down the mountain.

It’s different in the past.

The paper ghost has recovered, and Zhang Heng's confidence has also strengthened.

In addition, it is to deal with zombies, and it is not impossible to go down the mountain.

After all, there are paper ghosts, and the idle black zombie can't help him. Unless he encounters the kind of grandpa Ren who has sucked the blood of his closest relatives, or the royal zombies escorted by Uncle Qianhe, he can handle it.

"Master, let's go down the mountain now."

Seeing that Zhang Heng did not refuse, shopkeeper Liu was in high spirits.

"No rush, no rush."

Although Zhang Heng is not afraid of zombies and asks himself if he can deal with it, he will not despise it: "You go to wait for me in the carriage first, I have to prepare one or two, so don't be sloppy."

"Thank you sir."

Shopkeeper Liu walked down the mountain three times and turned back.

After half an hour.

Zhang Heng came down with two big boxes.

The two large boxes, each about the size of a large suitcase, looked quite heavy.

Seeing what was in his hand, Shopkeeper Liu couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's in here?"

"You think I'm going to drink with you, don't prepare much, what if the meat buns beat the dog?"

Zhang Heng has a hole card.

But he is not someone who acts recklessly on the basis of his trump card, and of course there is no shortage of preparations.

It is not even an exaggeration to say that with these two boxes of him, it is not necessary to use paper ghosts to shoot.

"Master, please in the car, please in the car."

Shopkeeper Liu nodded and bowed his head.

Zhang Heng didn't bother with him, went to one of the carriages, touched the heater on the carriage, it was okay, it was hot.

crunch, crunch...

Because of the heavy snow that just fell a few days ago, the road is not very easy to walk.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the carriage returned to Liusha Town and stopped at the door of Shopkeeper Liu's restaurant.

"father."

As soon as the carriage arrived, a girl was greeted in the restaurant.

She wears white fox fur with a tear mole at the corner of her eye, much like Guo Xiang in the ancient principal's version of The Condor Heroes.

"This is my daughter Liu Qi. I used to study outside, but now the education world is a little uneasy, so I called her back."

Shopkeeper Liu introduced the girl to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng nodded slightly.

He has seen a lot of beautiful girls. Back then, he was also a VIP in the domestic area, and he had seen big scenes.

What a pure school girl, a beautiful teacher, a quiet nurse, he has seen so many times that he is now blind and can't see who is beautiful at all.

"Master, when are we leaving?"

Shopkeeper Liu was in a hurry.

"I'm afraid it won't work today."

Zhang Heng looked at the sun above his head, and then at the pocket watch in his pocket: "It's past two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's winter again. It gets dark very early, and it's already dark at north o'clock."

"Go now. It is estimated that you can only arrive after dark. That thing is incredible at night, and the risk factor is too high."

Zhang Heng put away the pocket watch and asked again, "How many days have those people been missing, two days or three days?"

Shopkeeper Liu replied, "We found out that something was wrong yesterday, and counting the time we entered the mountain, it's about three days."

"Three days?"

"A little more, it counts as four days."

Zhang Heng pondered in his heart, and whispered: "People can live for three days without drinking water, and seven days without food. Since they entered the mountain to rob tombs, it is impossible not to bring water and food. If they died, a few days ago Damn it, if you don't die, it won't be a big problem to hold on for another day."

When shopkeeper Liu heard this, he was stunned: "Daoist, this can't be done."

Zhang Heng raised his brows: "I'm not trying to die, but I want to act prudently."

"Instead of taking you there now, going to the mountain to find the robber's cave, and coming back after seeing it's dark, it's better not to go today, get up tomorrow, go down the mountain at dawn, save people alive, save people after death, save time and effort. "

"This this..."