The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

Early the next morning, Zhan Ming got up and left before Fu Zizheng woke up. Because of Fu Zizheng's injury, all his spiritual power was sealed up. Now he is like an ordinary mortal, without half a cent. Cultivation also requires eating whole grains and sleeping and resting. Zhan Ming easily concealed it from his eyes and ears, packed up his things, and came out of the bamboo house.

Zhan Ming is not a procrastination person, now that he has made up his mind, he no longer hesitates, and goes straight to the place Ruoqing told him before.

Along the way, Zhan Ming was very careful. He didn't know how Ruoqing treated them to leave Lingyun City, but now that Lingyun City is so hot, they made such a big splash and left smoothly. Too conspicuous, so he also needs to be careful in his actions.

Because of this, when Zhan Ming arrived in that town, it was already dark.

Zhan Ming had already done some research in the extension. This town is called Yukou Town, and the people living in the town are ordinary people. But a long time ago, there was a senior monk in this town, so now this town is also in this area. The more famous places, especially the big mountain behind the town, are the holy places of the whole town, and almost no one dares to approach them. Rumors about that mountain spread almost all over the town.

Zhan Ming didn't want to attract attention, so he turned into a plain-looking middle-aged man and entered the town. This town makes a living from farming, and it has always been morning and evening. Zhan Ming came late. At this time, most of the town Everyone had already fallen asleep, Zhan Ming walked up and down the streets of the town a few times, and finally found an open inn, the inn was very small, if it wasn't for Zhan Ming's sharp eyes and ears, he would hardly have noticed the place .

When Zhan Ming entered the shop, there was only an oil lamp lit on the counter, and a middle-aged man was lying on the counter snoring loudly.

Zhan Ming walked to the counter, knocked lightly on the counter, and said softly, "Shopkeeper, is there any vacancy?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes thumpingly, looking impatient, he threw a bunch of keys from the counter and said coldly, "The fifth room from the left on the second floor costs five cents a day."

Zhan Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that money is needed in the secular world. He took out a piece of spiritual jade from his sleeve, turned his fingertips slightly, and it turned into a silver ingot.

Zhan Ming put the silver ingot on the table, looked at the boss with a smile, and said softly, "How many days can this money last?"

The boss looked at the silver ingot, his eyes straightened, and he nodded tremblingly: "You can live as long as you want!"

Zhan Ming hooked his lips, and pushed the silver ingot in his hand. The boss immediately grabbed the silver ingot in his hand, and with a flattering smile, he sent Zhan Ming upstairs with gratitude.

When Zhan Ming entered the room, he couldn't help frowning. It really was a small place. The decoration in this room was very simple. There was only one bed and one table. What was even more unacceptable was that the room looked like hundreds of people It seems that no one has lived in it for a year, it is dark, dirty and old everywhere, and it is impossible to get down, but Zhan Ming didn't come here to sleep, so he didn't say much, he needs to live here tonight, Tomorrow Haosheng asked about it before he dared to go in.

That night, Zhanming sat on the only stool that looked clean and closed his eyes. When he got up early the next morning, he went to the busiest teahouse in the town. According to his experience in the previous life, this place was definitely a gossip most places.

Zhan Ming chose a place with a window to sit down, ordered a pot of tea, and was not in a hurry, just drinking tea slowly and looking at the scenery outside the window.

Although this small town is small, it is also quaint. The bluestone road has been polished by people, and the small vendors on both sides of the road are selling snacks and toys. It looks quite prosperous.

Zhan Ming sat in this teahouse for about a quarter of an hour, and people around him came in one after another. The storyteller in the hall was talking about some dynasty, but the people below were already distracted and began to discuss various things loudly. Kind of gossip.

That mysterious mountain is naturally also under discussion.

Some people say that the mountain is a treasure house left by an ancestor who is versed in magic. Some people say that it is a waste dumped by a certain powerful man who moved mountains and reclaimed the sea. Anyway, there are all kinds of words, but these words have a characteristic, Even though the word "danger" is associated with all of them, these people seem to have no curiosity about that mountain, even though they have gossip and mystery on their faces, but they are proud of that mountain. It is very pious to go to the foot of the mountain to burn paper sacrifices.

Zhan Ming couldn't help showing a smile, human nature is very rebellious, this town is so secretive about that mountain, which makes it more likely that someone has entered it.

Zhan Ming didn't stay here any longer, turned around and headed west of the town.

According to these people, the old Liu Tou in the west of the town is the oldest person in the town. If anyone knows some secrets, then it is this person.

When Zhan Ming arrived at Old Liu Tou's house, he was really surprised. It looked like a thatched hut built in the barren mountains and ridges, with air leaks from all sides, poor and useless.

Zhan Ming stood at the door without even a place to knock.

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the room: "Which hero is outside the door? Come in and talk."

Zhan Ming felt a little embarrassed when he was called that. He pursed his lips and walked into the room.

After entering this room, he once again realized the poverty of this family. There is not even a decent piece of furniture in the house. There is only an old chair with teeth in the middle of the room, and a few dusty ceramics in the corner. jar.

The side of the house faced thick straw, and on it lay an old man in rags, with white hair but hale eyes.

He looked straight at Zhanming, but after a long time he smiled slightly: "There has been no monk in this town for a long time."

Zhan Ming couldn't help being startled, he had already collected all the spiritual power in his body, and this ordinary mortal could even notice it.

He seemed to have seen the change in Zhan Ming's expression, and couldn't help showing a smug smile.

"My family's ancestors also produced monks. I don't want to talk about anything else. I still have this insight."

Zhan Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of the Da Neng buried in the mountain behind, so he couldn't help but look carefully at the old man in front of him.

"The ancestor of the old man is the senior in the back mountain?"

"You really came here for this." The old man's eyes turned cold all of a sudden: "You monks, you don't have any sense of awe at all. The ancestor has passed away for so many years, can't you let him die in peace?"

Speaking of this, Zhan Ming couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, he smiled unnaturally, and said softly: "Actually, I don't want to disturb this senior's peace after death, but now I have a friend whose life is hanging by a thread, and there must be a tomb Only one thing can save lives, there is nothing I can do, I can only disturb the peace of the seniors."

Old Liu never thought that this cultivator would even reason with him, unlike the previous few, who came up and yelled for beating and killing.

"So that's the case." Old Liu was also worried when he said those words just now, but now he has a serious reason, but his expression has softened a lot: "That's all right, my ancestor, who came from He is a benevolent person, so he will definitely not blame you."

Zhan Ming couldn't help but smiled: "That's good, but I don't know if the tomb is very dangerous?"

Hearing his question, Old Liu couldn't help but lower his face: "That's my ancestor's tomb anyway, and I don't have the energy to protect it now, so let me help you break in?"

Zhan Ming felt a little ashamed, who would have thought that the person in the whole town who knew the matter most clearly was the descendant of the owner of the tomb.

"Old man, my friend's life is really hanging by a thread right now. There must be something in the tomb to save his life. I can swear to God that I will never move in the tomb, only take that thing! Please give me some advice!" Zhan Ming knew that the tomb must be extremely dangerous, if he just slammed into it without any guidance, he might not be able to get out.

"Really?" The old Liu was a little hesitant.

Zhan Ming saw what was going on, and nodded hurriedly: "Of course! I can swear an oath!"

This old Liu also knows something, so he naturally knows the value of the Heart Demon Oath, but maybe he has no choice but to nod hesitantly: "Okay, if you can really make the Heart Demon Oath , then I will help you go in, but if you go in, you have to bring me something too!"

At this time, the old Liu's gaze became extremely firm, and he looked straight at Zhan Ming, as if he was looking at the last straw to save his life.

Zhan Ming frowned slightly, but he didn't expect this.

"Tell me what it is first." Zhan Ming cautiously probed, this old Liu is just an old man who is dying, and he still wants something from the tomb. His request is not simple.

Seeing Zhanming like this, Old Liu couldn't help laughing.

"Prince Immortal, don't worry, this thing is absolutely useless to you, but to my old man, it is something that I can't expect in a few lifetimes, but this thing has already died in Lihuozhou tens of thousands of years ago. Extinct, the only few are in my ancestor's tomb, but unfortunately, I don't have the ability to go, so I can only beg you."

"What exactly is it?" Zhan Ming had a guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

"Everlasting grass is what you monks call Yansuihe." Old Liu said with a smile.

Zhan Ming felt a little relieved, this coincided with what he had guessed.

According to Ruoqing, the more precious something is, the more dangerous the place where it comes out is. The marrow of Xuanbing was considered an ordinary thing for Da Neng back then, so the place where it is located is relatively shallow. As for Yansuihe, it is even more dangerous. It's worth mentioning that if it's even further out than the place where the Xuanbing Essence is located, that's fine.

"Okay, I agree!" Zhan Ming nodded slightly.