The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 204 Kaifeng Mansion
After the shepherd left.

Not long after, a somewhat lame beggar wandered over.

Seeing Zhang Heng and Fang Han, he didn't care. He went to the entrance of the cave and fetched a basin of water, and began to wash his face with his head sullen.

"You bastard!"

Seeing that the beggar looked like a normal person, Fang Han was furious: "My master kindly gave you food, it's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you want to hurt him instead, how can there be such a reason in the world?"

When the beggar heard this, he wiped his face with his hands, and looked back at Fang Han.

Seeing Fang Han talking about a master, he knew what was going on in his heart, and grinned happily: "A fish slipped through the net!"

Done.

Thinking of Fang Han's questioning again, the beggar said slowly: "I came to beg for food, and they only gave me the leftovers for the dogs. It's obviously humiliating me, and they still want me to be grateful?"

"In the middle of the night, you come here uninvited, and you want to eat high-quality noodles. Who do you think you are?"

"My master is related to you, or there is a reason, do you think you are my lady?"

The more Fang Han talked, the more angry he became.

The beggar was not angry when he heard it, but was very indifferent: "The strong make the rules, and the weak only need to obey. I feel unhappy and vent it. If they can't bear it, it means they have no ability. Just accept their fate with peace of mind."

After a pause, he said again: "I'm in a good mood today, so hurry up and get out, or I'll be in a bad mood later, and turn you into sheep, and sell them to the market to be slaughtered."

Hearing this, Zhang Heng smiled and said, "I'm in a good mood today, tell me about the magic of turning sheep, how about I give you a good time?"

The beggar swept his eyes at Zhang Heng.

Without saying much, he opened his mouth and spit out a gust of black wind.

"Yellow wind!"

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and pointed.

woo woo woo.
The two winds collided, and within a moment, the yellow wind suppressed the black wind, blowing the beggar into the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

The beggar got up in a panic, seeing Hei Feng's defeat, he dragged his limping leg and ran away.

"Is this not going to work?"

Zhang Heng murmured in his heart, "Isn't this guy good at this move?"

"Sword out of its sheath!"

Zhang Heng put his two fingers together and pointed forward.

Zheng! !

Six flying swords descended from the sky, blocking the path of the beggar.

The beggar continued to flee in another direction, but within a few steps, another six flying swords fell from the sky. They stopped and went, and were soon surrounded by hundreds of flying swords.

"what!"

The beggar reached out to draw his sword.

As soon as he made a move, a ray of sword energy rose up, cutting off the finger he extended.

"My hand!"

The beggar clasped his hands, breathing out black wind with a painful expression on his face.

This black wind blows people in Fangfu, and the person who is blown will stagger and turn into a lamb.

But Zhang Heng's sword circle was ineffective. As soon as the black wind blew past, there was sword energy rushing towards his face, cutting the black wind directly, and it was useless to let the beggar breathe out.

"Forgive me, forgive me!"

The beggar was completely panicked, knelt down and kowtowed: "I am willing to dedicate the immortal law to the real person, and I hope the real person will take pity on my difficult practice and spare my life."

With a little step on Zhang Heng's feet, he fell into the sword circle.

When the beggar saw him approaching, there was a flash of emotion in his eyes, and when he opened his mouth, a gust of black wind came out.

"What do you think?"

Zhang Heng waved the robe, and the golden light shone on the robe, which directly dispersed the black mist.

The beggar was startled and frightened when he saw it, and couldn't help but kowtow again: "The real man is extremely powerful, like a man among gods, the little beggar offended Tianwei, and now he has been convicted."

"You can bend and stretch!"

With a hint of sneer at the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth, he asked, "Your magic is not like ordinary Taoism, where did you learn it from?"

The beggar didn't dare to hide it, and said bluntly: "Song Dingbo, a little beggar, liked anecdotes since he was a child. When he was seventeen years old, he met a like-minded man. His name was Wang Qi, and he was a son of a family. He told me that there are immortals living in seclusion on Mount Lao. You can learn magic.

So I went with him, and in a Taoist temple, I saw an old Taoist priest with a white hair and a childlike face, a school of immortal demeanor.

We wanted to be a teacher, but the old Taoist master refused, saying that we did not have the relationship between master and apprentice.

We were unwilling to leave here, so we decided to stay in the Taoist temple and help the old Taoist priests with chopping firewood and carrying water on weekdays.

Month after month, a year in the blink of an eye.

The two of us learned nothing, Wang Qi wanted to go home, and I was too lazy to learn any more, so I went to bid farewell to the old Taoist priest.

Before leaving, Wang Qi pleaded bitterly with the old Taoist priest, asking him to teach us a little skill in carrying water, chopping firewood, making fire and cooking for a year, and it is not in vain to come here.

The old Taoist priest agreed, so he taught Wang Qi how to pass through walls and me how to transform into a sheep.

He also told us that all we learn are techniques, and those who know how to practice will not be effective.

At first, I always kept in mind the words of the old Taoist priest, and only ran amok in the countryside, looking for some evil spirits to turn them into sheep, and dragging them to the market to sell, firstly, to get some money to spend, secondly, it was considered good deeds, but later. "

Song Dingbo wept bitterly: "After a long period of time, I have never met a master of Taoism. In addition, there are fewer evil spirits nearby, and my heart is restless. This is the reason for today's catastrophe."

"Wang Qi, wall penetration!"

"Song Dingbo, become a sheep!"

"Laoshan, old Taoist priest!!"

Zhang Heng murmured in his heart: "It's all stories from Liao Zhai and Sou Shen Ji, and they are connected in series."

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Heng looked at Song Dingbo again: "How to break your spell?"

Song Dingbo stammered and said, "Drink more hot water."

Zhang Heng called Fang Han and asked him to boil hot water.

After a while, the hot water was boiled, poured into a basin for the sheep to drink, and the sheep turned into human shapes with the sound of bleating.

"Really, I am willing to sacrifice my spells, please spare my life."

After everyone returned to their original state, Song Dingbo was even more afraid that Zhang Heng would attack him.

But he didn't want to, Zhang Heng refused without hesitation: "Your spells are inherited from Laoshan, and you are not qualified to teach them. If I learn from you, I will be stealing my master. The Laoshan lineage will definitely be with me forever."

Song Dingbo opened his mouth to speak, and wanted to say something else.

Zhang Heng didn't give him another chance, and said with a smile, "Be a good person in your next life."

Zheng! !

The grass was stained with blood, Song Dingbo fell to the ground.

Seeing that Zhang Heng had killed the beggar, Master Fang, who had recovered, hurried forward to thank him: "Old Fang Shenhe is a local squire. This time he encountered a catastrophe, and it was all thanks to the help of a real person. I am willing to give ten thousand taels of silver. A real person writes a book and establishes a biography, and I hope the real person will not refuse."

"Write a book and set up a biography?"

Zhang Heng froze for a moment, and soon thought of the miscellaneous book [Great Sword Enmity Record] with Yan Chixia as the protagonist.

He had wondered before, who would write a book and biography for Yan Chixia, but now he understands a little bit.

Experts are responsible for subjugating demons, and ordinary people are responsible for praising their achievements.

Heroes gain face, and ordinary people gain face, so the deal is done.

"The Yujian rides the wind to slay the demons in the world. There is wine and joy, and I will be happy without wine."

Zhang Heng flew into the sky and laughed loudly: "Don't pass, don't pass!"

below.

Master Fang looked admiring, and said to Fang Han: "This is the demeanor of a master. I will quickly copy down the poems in a while, and I have the final poem."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to ask Fang Han, "Where did the real person go?"

Fang Han replied: "It seems to be going to Kaifeng Mansion."

Upon hearing this, Master Fang murmured, "Tingting seems to be in Kaifeng too. Together with the masters of the Lingxi Sect, it is said that they are going to rescue a court official who has been arrested."

What was the name of the court official?

It seems that the surname is Fu, so what's the name?

the other side.

Zhang Hengfei was in the clouds, flying towards Kaifeng mansion like a thunderbolt.

After a short time, they arrived at the outskirts of Kaifeng Mansion.

Zhang Heng took a closer look and saw that Kaifeng was indeed an important place in the capital.

At a glance, the fate of humanity is intertwined with the legal net of the dynasty, containing the entire ancient capital.

Ordinary ghosts, fierce ghosts, and even ghost generals and demon generals, when they are illuminated by this power of humanity and dynasty, their legs and feet will go weak in an instant.

Even the ghost king and demon king are greatly reduced in strength here, and those who have no footsteps can't escape the monitoring mirror of the Qin Tianjian.

Swish! !

Just as Zhang Heng was thinking, a mirror light shone toward the sky.

"The response is fast enough!"

Of course Zhang Heng knew what this mirror light was.

He didn't have the intention to be on the list of Qin Tianjian on the first day, who knows whether the current Qin Tianjian is in the hands of the royal family or the aristocratic family.

"When you go up to the nine gates, you will see the nine truths, summon one with a talisman, and order one to guard yourself!"

Zhang Heng fell from the clouds, chanted the mantra, and soon lost the magic light on his body, becoming no different from ordinary people.

Do it all.

He looked at the city gate of Kaifeng Mansion, and walked towards the city with a sword, a jade pendant, and a nobleman's attire.

"Where did it come from, is there any door post or guide?"

Kaifeng Prefecture has a population of several million, so it is natural that people will not come in and out at will like the countryside.

If you want to enter, you need an entry and exit post issued by Kaifeng Prefecture, or an entry and exit document issued by each prefecture and county.

Take Guobei County as an example.

If Zhang Heng is from Guobei County, his current documents should say: "So-and-so, from a certain place in Guobei County, what does he look like, what are his characteristics, what does he do when he goes out, and who is the guarantor?" , and who is the person who issued the certificate."

Sorry, you are a refugee.

Refugees are not counted as civilians, and you can be arrested to repair reservoirs and city walls without saying a word, and no one will take shifts with you, unlike those who are in labor labor, who will be rotated every year or so.

No one will change with you, you can only work until the project is over, or until you are exhausted.

Most of the latter, using you is like using an animal, and usually can't survive five months.

"Naturally there is"

Zhang Heng took out the guide.

The city guard took a look and read: "Guobei County, Shiliting people, come to Beijing to visit friends, all right, let's go in."

"Thank you bro."

Zhang Heng's Lu Yin is not a fake, his identity has long been in Shiliting, from a legal point of view, he is from Guobei County, no one can fault it.

Of course,

Serious investigation will not work, he is like a ghost on the Internet, unable to withstand investigation.

“It’s quite busy!”

Enter Kaifeng Mansion.

Zhang Heng found that this place is worthy of being the capital city, a place where humanity flourishes.

Living here, there is no need to worry about demons making trouble at all, and even the patrolling soldiers on the street seem to be masters of martial arts.

Just take a look at Zhang Heng.

Waiting for the little demon to be surrounded by these soldiers holding spears and crossbows, he would be beaten into a sieve in an instant.

Even evil ghosts and the like, as long as they commit crimes, they cannot escape the surveillance mirror of the Qin Tianjian.

Regardless of whether you are a human, a ghost, a demon, or a demon, you have to stay in the capital when you come to the capital. Even an orthodox monk like Zhang Heng can't help but sink under the pressure of the dynastic law. Sense of sight.

"The Dasong Dynasty is already at sunset, yet it still has such oppressive power."

"If Taizu Zhao were to be in power, the Kaifeng mansion would be hundreds of miles away, and even Taoism would be invalidated, wouldn't it?"

Zhang Heng looked up at the sky.

Under his eyes, there is a golden dragon flying in the city of Kaifeng, although it is very old and looks tired, it is in its twilight years.

But Zhang Heng understands that even if the old Black Mountain demon is here, he has to give this old dragon three points.

Unless it disintegrates internally, this golden dragon of luck is invincible until it collapses, and there will be no opponents in the world, because it represents hundreds of millions of people.

hold head high! !

As if sensing something, Jin Long turned around and uttered a dragon chant towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Heng suddenly felt a burst of malice and disgust from somewhere in the dark.

"Huang Tianfa, Taiping Sword!"

Zhang Heng just thought about it briefly, and he knew how the malice came from.

No matter how much he hides, some things cannot be changed.

For example, the Huangtian method, this method comes from the essential technique of Taiping, which is originally a method to change the sky and change the land.

Jinlong is the fate of the Dasong Dynasty, and it is normal not to like the smell on him.

As for the Taiping Sword.

Zhang Jiao had used this sword to cut through the Han Dynasty, and the golden dragon was also a national destiny. For him, the Taiping Sword was a sword of bad luck, and he might have heard the wailing voices of other golden dragons of good fortune.

"receive!"

Zhang Heng turned his wrist and put away the Taiping Sword directly.

hold head high! !

The golden dragon hovered for a while, then flew away wagging its tail.

But Zhang Heng carefully discovered that there was a wound on Jinlong's tail, as if he had been bitten by something, and a piece was bitten off.

"Purdue Cihang!"

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Has Purdue Cihang already absorbed the luck of the dynasty after becoming a national teacher?"

Facing the gong and the opposite drum, no one is an opponent of the Luck Golden Dragon.

The problem is that the Qi Luck Golden Dragon is not a living creature, but a dead one, it only has instincts.

Purdue Cihang was transformed by the millennium centipede spirit, and he practiced Buddhism with profound Taoism.

He occupies the position of the national teacher, and his luck is connected with the dynasty.

Cut the fruit with the cause, and cut the cause with the fruit.

The way of cause and effect is originally a specialty of Buddhism. Pudu Cihang became a national teacher, which is equivalent to digging a hole under the rice vat, and he can steal food from below at any time.

But from the outside, there is no problem with the rice vat, because the robbery hole is under the rice vat.

If it takes a long time.

It can't be said that the golden dragon of luck is really going to be swallowed by it. At that time, the old monster Pudu Cihang will be able to use the luck accumulated by a dynasty for hundreds of years as a tonic to realize his dream of transforming into a dragon.

"It's really a crime. I heard that the court is going to seal down the Frog Temple."

"That's right, people in the government also said that the frog god cannibalize people, but they don't know if it's true or not."

"Of course it's true. I heard that the second aunt of the Li family took the child to worship the gods, and the child was lost in the temple. I thought it was abducted by human traffickers. Now, it seems that the child was probably eaten by the frog god."

"No way, who told you that the Second Aunt Li's child was sold by her? How could it be lost?"

"If it's not sold, it's just lost. A few days ago, the second aunt of the Li family went to beat drums to complain."

Zhang Heng walked across the street.

From a distance, I saw a group of people surrounding a sign, which said that the Frog Temple was about to be torn down.

"Old Frog is having a hard time!"

Zhang Heng glanced at it, and then thought: "It's okay, but the temple was demolished, and he was framed for cannibalism, which means that the old frog has not been caught yet, otherwise there would be no such trouble."

Although the old frog is a monster, but he is a monster, he is loyal to the Dasong Dynasty, and he is much better than those aristocratic families who cooperate with Buddhism and try to carve up the world.

Those aristocratic families came from the people, but they have left the people.

It is said that it is a human, but it is not even as good as a monster.

(End of this chapter)