Holy Bone

Chapter 56
on the official road.

Dust billows.

A team of horses galloping on the official road.

Boom!Boom!
Boom!Boom!Boom!
There are about ten people in this team.

Among them were Taoist priests, monks, and yamen servants with swords.

On the side of the official road, the trees are tall and green.

These trees are all growing tall and dark, making it difficult for the sun to penetrate.

Jin An didn't know how to ride a horse, but he was strong enough to force the foal under his seat.

The only inconvenience is the stiffness.

Riding on the road, I had a sore back all day.

This made Jinan think that on the first day when he just learned his driver's license, the coach directly let him drive home. Because of the tension, he held the steering wheel stiff and straight, and almost broke the steering wheel.

But fortunately, there has been a lot of running-in along the way, coupled with Feng Zhaotou's experience, Jin'an has gradually adapted to the way the ancients used horses to travel.

Jin An pulled the reins with extraordinary strength, forcibly controlled the direction of the horse under the seat, and slowed down to come to Feng Chutou.

"Feng Zhaotou, where are we now?"

"We came all the way from Changxian County. It's rare to see such a huge forest on both sides of the official road?"

"I didn't expect such a big forest to grow here."

It's like a bare place, and suddenly an old, dense forest appears.

Really eye-catching.

Feng Zhaotou looked around at the tall and dense forest, his brows pondered, and he recalled: "There used to be a village here, called Shenjiabao."

"Afterwards, there was a plague, and the whole village died. Shenjiabao became a dead village with ten rooms and ten empty houses."

"It's been a long time since this happened, the county records are not detailed, and Feng doesn't know the specific circumstances of the year..."

"Afterwards, this abandoned empty village, because no one lived there all the year round, and no one repaired the house, gradually disappeared in the wind and rain, and the sea turned into a mulberry field. It is difficult to find the specific location in the old county annals."

"When Feng was a child, he heard about it from the older generation. He said Changxian, and he walked along the official road. If he saw a large forest, it was the former Shenjiabao."

After listening to Feng Zhaotou's introduction, Jin An couldn't help but take a few more glances.

It seems that a lot of people died that year.

These trees absorb a lot of nutrients.

Tall and dense.

At this time, the sky was getting dark.

A yamen made a report.

Said that it is difficult to walk at night, and the vision at night is not good, and it is inconvenient to find someone, so I asked Feng Chutou if he should find a place to rest for the night first?
Feng Zhaotou felt that it was reasonable, and after asking Jin An and the old Taoist priest for their opinions, he ordered someone to find a place to rest for the night.

"Feng Zhaotou, let the Yali people stay away from the woods when they move around. Although the plague has passed for a long time, there is nothing wrong with being careful."

The injury on his chest is not yet healed, and Feng Zhaotou, who is still in white bandages, can still be seen through the collar of his neck, and his face changes: "Young Master Jin An, what did you see?"

Jin An shook his head.

Said he was just out of caution, careful consideration.

Feng Zhaotou nodded, but he didn't think that Jin'an was overly cautious and left the county seat. In this barren mountain, he had to be more careful.

So, at the foot of a mountain some distance from the forest, the horse team was surrounded by foals in a small circle, forming a defensive situation with horns of each other, which was used to resist the beasts or bandits at night.

Then, the yamen started to find some dry wood and hay from the mountains behind them, boiled fire and boiled water, and distributed dry food.

These ten people formed two circles.

In a circle, all those ordinary yamen gathered together.

There are only four people in the other, smaller circle, namely Jin An, an old Taoist priest, Feng Butou with a wound, and a 40-year-old rough monk with a few ring scars scalded on his head.

"Monk Park Zhi, are you sure that your brothers who walk in the shadows are taking this official road?"

"If we go further, we will leave the boundary of Chang County, but we haven't found any clues along the way. Is it possible to temporarily change the route halfway?"

Feng Zhaotou asked the monk ring scar.

This monk ring scar is one of the escort masters who went to the yali to report the case.

According to the mutual introductions in the same car in the past two days, Jin An also knew the origin of this monk Jie Scar. Monk Park Zhi was expelled from the temple because of repeated violations of the monk precepts, each time he committed alcohol and meat precepts and women's sex precepts.

Monk Pu Zhi grew up in the temple since he was a child.

I used to be a nursing home for the landlord's house, but I couldn't stand the bird anger being driven back and forth, so I quit after a while.

Finally became a green forest.

Later, he started the business of escorting the shadows, which is fast-paying, wine and meat.

The last time they took up the work for others, but they encountered black and black. Several brothers died and some people were injured. Monk Park Zhi was injured last time.Therefore, this time, Monk Park Zhi did not accompany him.

But after waiting left and right, I never saw any news from the brothers in the guard station. The wounded who stayed at the guard station asked around, and only then did they realize that something was wrong!
They found out that after the escort team entered the boundary of Changxian County, they disappeared mysteriously, and they never left Changxian County at all!
In the end, due to the lack of manpower, it was difficult to find people. Monk Pu Zhi gave it a try. He thought that they were also working for the yamen in other counties. He hoped that the yamen of Chang County could help them find people for the sake of public affairs. The lost Yin dart went to the Changxian Yamen reporter.

Faced with Feng Zhaotou's questioning, Monk Park Zhi shook his head.

"We are different from ordinary betting darts, and we will not temporarily change the route easily."

"In our business of escaping darts, there is a taboo not to walk when you see the water. We have carefully considered which way we go, and we will never detour for no reason. Because that means we have to face more temporary obstacles along the way. unexpected situation."

Monk Park Ji spoke in a rough voice.

At first glance, he is a monk who is not so flamboyant and has a straight temperament.

Several people continued to talk around the bonfire, but the old Taoist was surprisingly quiet.

Since Monk Park Zhi followed in the convoy, the old Taoist priest who used to talk a lot will become much quieter as long as Monk Park Zhi is around.

Perhaps since ancient times Taoists and monks were really enemies?
Do not see each other?
The sun sets, and the vast world is gradually shrouded in darkness.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the yamen who were sitting in a circle. Feng Zhaotou's face sank, and he got up and asked what was going on?

But I saw two yamen with pained faces, holding their stomachs and falling to the ground.

(End of this chapter)