The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 159

"Go on."

"Give a catty of meat and half a catty of wine to each of the residents of Hudao, and I want everyone to celebrate with me!"

Get off the Seven Star Platform.

Zhang Heng called Xiaoyue and gave instructions with a smile.

"Brother, where does the joy come from?"

Satsuki is full of doubts.

Zhang Heng replied: "The patriarch has pity on me and gave me the fairy medicine to strengthen my body and strengthen my mana. Why don't you like it?"

Xiaoyue seemed to understand, but looked up to the sky.

"Don't look, the ancestors have already moved."

While responding, Zhang Heng urged: "Send telegrams to all the dioceses, so that they can select strong and unmarried sincere believers, and report the number to me later. I will be of great use."

"Yes, brother."

Satsuki retreated respectfully.

After Xiaoyue left, Zhang Heng glanced at the jujube in his hand again.

Tao Shizhen's biography, two chapters on Yunxiang, said: "Yu Li Jin Jue, Jiaoli Huo Zao, this is the medicine for flying, taking it can have the ability to fly to the sky." [If you don’t know what Feitian is, you can search for Dunhuang Feitian map]

Fly!
Although Zhang Heng has learned all over the three mountains and knows 36 kinds of supernatural powers, but some supernatural powers are just memorized, and he can't use them at all with his magic power.

Furthermore, among the small Taoist supernatural powers he has come into contact with, there is no way to fly to the sky. Now eating a jujube, he can have the ability to fly to the sky, which made him feel a little dazed for a while.

swallow!
Like swallowing grapes, he swallowed the peanut-sized jujube in one gulp.

Immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of lightness, as if I was infinitely light, as long as I wanted to, I could ride the wind away at any time.

"Flying!"

Just do it.

Zhang Heng stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his whole body soared into the sky.

"What a big wind!"

Zhang Heng has a sense of déjà vu of being hung up outside the plane after buying a ticket on the plane.

At this speed, Zhang Heng's cheeks were sore from the strong wind, and he estimated that he could have a speed of 800m/s, that is, nearly 3000 kilometers per hour.

"Hanging!"

Zhang Heng stopped flying and looked at the ground beneath his feet.

No, I'm a little afraid of heights, so I can't watch this.

"Fall!"

Stop flying and land on the ground.

The moment Zhang Heng stepped on the ground, he only felt heavy all over his body, which was in stark contrast to when he was flying.

"I'm actually afraid of heights!" Zhang Heng felt a little uncomfortable: "I don't seem particularly scared when I fly on a plane and play on the glass plank road!"

It was fine when flying, but when he looked down, Zhang Heng couldn't hold back anymore.

It's weird.

The legendary immortals come and go high, aren't they afraid of heights?

In other words, the method he used was wrong, the Flying Sky method is more terrifying than the stepping cloud method.

"It may really be a matter of method."

Zhang Heng thinks back.

The immortal soars through the clouds and rides the fog with the method of stepping on the clouds, with a cloud under his feet.

Looking down, the first thing I see is Xiangyun, just like standing on a building to see the outside world, I feel safe in my heart.

The method of flying into the sky is different, there are no auspicious clouds, and looking down directly is the ground.

When people look down from a height, they will have physical fear.

This is instinct, because humans are terrestrial creatures. To overcome this instinct, only by conducting a series of intensive training like parachuting enthusiasts can the brain develop a sense of safety.

"Damn it, I'm afraid of heights!"

Zhang Heng looked around and heaved a sigh of relief when he found no one.

He is a future immortal, if people know that he is afraid of heights, how can he go out and hang around in the future.

Clap la la.
Just as Zhang Heng was thinking, the sound of splashing water suddenly came from his ears.

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng looked back fiercely.

As far as the eye can see, there is a girl in her twenties beside the lake, covering her body with clothes, looking at him with a face full of surprise.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

Zhang Heng quickly looked away, don't look at evil.

"Doctor Zhang"

a little.

The girl put on her clothes and went ashore shyly.

"It's poetry!"

Zhang Heng recognized who it was.

Xiao Fan's confidante, the daughter of a drug dealer in Sifang City, Lin Shi'er.

Speaking of it, it was a trick of good fortune, Xiao Fan's death, his confidante would be miserable.

Especially this Lin Shi'er and that Jiang Xue, the former had already quarreled with his family in order to leave with Xiao Fan, and the latter was just pregnant with Xiao Fan's child.

Xiao Fan is dead, the two of them have their own difficulties, there is no way to slap their ass and leave like others, turn around and marry someone else.

Yes.

After Xiao Fan's death, his harem group disbanded.

There used to be a girl named Yun'er, who was cute and not tall, and followed a young doctor in the town across the lake.

It is said that Yun'er is from the opposite town, and before meeting Xiao Fan, she was childhood sweetheart with that young doctor.

Later, he met Xiao Fan who was injured and took him in. During Xiao Fan's recuperation period, he was conquered by his evil smile, and a good thing happened in a daze.

Originally, according to the established script, even if Yun'er couldn't be a big housewife, the position of the third wife among the three wives and four concubines was indispensable.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in everything, and Xiao Fan can only be blamed for his short life.

After his death, Yun'er was found by his family.

The last time Zhang Heng heard about her was half a month ago when he was married to the young doctor.

Moreover, she was not a regular wife, she was married as a concubine. After all, she had been ruined by others, how could a good man marry her as a regular wife, and it would be good to get a concubine.

"Doctor Zhang, can I ask you something?"

Lin Shi'er lowered her head and said weakly.

"what's up?"

Lin Shier is also a person with a story.

Zhang Heng hadn't seen her for a few days and thought she had gone home.

Looking at it now, he is still on the island. I don't know if he was driven out after returning home, or if he didn't dare to go back at all.

"Is such that."

Lin Shier raised her head slightly.

Zhang Heng found that she was much thinner than before, with a sickly beauty like that of Lin Daiyu on her face: "There is a ghost slayer named Zhou Tong. When Brother Fan was around, he used to spy on my beauty. It's just that there is Brother Fan, he dare not act rashly."

"Now that Brother Fan is gone, he has spoken lightly to me over and over again. He drank some wine two days ago, and he still wants to, still wants to."

Lin Shi'er didn't have the nerve to continue, sobbing: "Later, Chairman Gu came and scolded him away, and now I don't dare to sleep soundly at night, for fear of sleeping too hard and being taken over by him. "

Forehead.
Zhang Heng had a little impression of Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong, code-named Rotten Ghost, possesses the ability to rot people, ghosts, or objects.

Long, short and fat, hard to describe.

The height is less than 90 centimeters. Although Zhang Heng has never seen what the real Wu Dalang looks like, compared with Zhou Tong, Wu Dalang is also a mighty and handsome young man.

"You want me to transfer Zhou Tong away?"

Zhang Heng thought about it for a while, but did not refuse: "I will tell President Gu later that there is a shortage of people in Yaoguang Prefecture, so I just let him go over and make a move."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng said again: "Fanzi has already left, and people cannot be resurrected after death. You should have made plans early on your side. You are beautiful, and a man died just now. As the saying goes, there are many gossips in front of widows. you"

Before finishing speaking, Lin Shi'er said quietly: "Doctor Zhang, I am not married to Brother Fan, I am not a widow."

"It's all the same."

From Zhang Heng's point of view, Lin Shi'er has been with Xiao Fan for three years. Although it is said that she is not married to Xiao Fan, there is a difference between being unmarried and being married.

You know, many couples can't spend more than three years together.

Except that she didn't give birth to a child, and didn't hold a wedding banquet, Lin Shi'er is actually the same as a widow.

"Doctor Zhang, I actually thought about it too."

Lin Shi'er was a little shy: "I think Zhang Jingduan, Daoist Zhang is not bad, he is a person worthy of entrustment."

ha?
Ten thousand horses are galloping in Zhang Heng's heart, and there is only one thought: "Does Zhang Jingduan still have to thank you?"

Isn't Zhang Jingduan just very good, it is no exaggeration to say that this son has the talent of a real fairy.

The question is, can you fall in love with him, can he fall in love with you?

Longhushan Young Celestial Master!
If this was in ancient times, he would be a duke. If you want to marry him, why would you do so.

"I heard that Taoist Zhang Jingduan already has a wife."

Lin Shi'er was ordinary and confident, and said coquettishly, "I am willing to marry him as a concubine."

Zhang Heng remained silent.

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't intend to help, Lin Shi'er was somewhat embarrassed, unwilling, unwilling, and walked away at every step.

After she left, Zhang Heng looked back and found a white moonlight apron embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water hanging on a tree branch.

Looking at the mandarin ducks on the bellyband, Zhang Heng sighed and said, "Fanzi has only been away for a long time, and his heart is already in full swing. It seems that this is also a worry!"

In many novels, the protagonist enjoys the blessings of everyone, just like a bulldozer, with countless harems.

But speaking of it, people are the same, men are greedy, but women are not greedy?
The protagonists of many novels have groups of wives and concubines, and countless confidante.

Think carefully, I am afraid there are more stories behind it?

A novel, 200 million words.

More than a dozen heroines before and after can write another 300 million-word episode.

(End of this chapter)