The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 42
After some chat.

Zhang Heng has some understanding of the blind, old, sick, and disabled.

The first is Wang Blind. He came from Zhiduanmen. He has a cultivation base in the late stage of Qi training.

Afterwards, Donglinghe Temple congratulated Zhu Sangu, who was a disciple of Changbai Mountain.

It is the white immortal, which is the hedgehog.

That hedgehog has 500 years of Taoism, but the Taoism of this kind of fairy is enough to listen to. Human beings are the best of all things, and one year of human cultivation can equal ten years of animals.

Aunt Zhu San can borrow Bai Xian's power, but this kind of borrowing will not last long. After all, the power belongs to others, not her own.

The paper figure Zhang, who has been coughing all the time, is the successor of the paper tying technique of the other side.

The cultivation base is in the middle stage of Qi training, which is equivalent to Qian Shui.

His paper body is as strong as iron, inaccessible to swords and guns, and can hurt monsters and monsters.

But he has no self-defense means, and feeds the paper figurine with blood. He looks very sick. He is in his 30s, and his blood is not as sufficient as that of a person in his 60s or [-]s. It is estimated that he will not live for a few years.

The last Liu Da smoke pot, this person Zhang Heng is a little bit incomprehensible.

From his appearance, he is a lame beggar with a big cigarette pot in his hand, and he only smokes twice when he has nothing to do.

But Zhang Heng didn't see him as a beggar. He was full of aura in his gestures. Only a person who was used to being a superior person could develop such an aura.

The cultivation base is also the highest among the people, and the cultivation of Qi is perfect. You must know that it is not easy to cultivate in these years.

After all, there are less than 30 foundation-building monks in the three-mountain talisman sect like Maoshan.

Going down to the next point, there are three or five foundation-building cultivators in each vein, some of them are still old Maoshan elders who stay in the sect.

Therefore, among the scattered cultivators, it is already very great to practice Qi to perfection.

It is more difficult for a loose person to cultivate to a complete Qi practice than Maoshan's real person who builds a foundation. No matter what Maoshan says, there is a blessing in the sky, what is there for a loose person.

"Damn!"

The paper figurine looked sick, and after saying a word, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and soon everyone smelled the smell of blood.

"cough cough"

After coughing a few times, the paper figure Zhang retracted the handkerchief, paying no attention to the bloodstains on it: "The Specter is not easy to deal with, I have traveled all over the country in the early years, and I also dealt with that thing, and I was lucky to escape with our lives, with the strength of the few of us. "

Zhang Heng interrupted: "You don't need to deal with it, you can just drag it on. I have already sent someone to Renjia Town to invite my uncle. My uncle is Lin Fengjiao, the true disciple of the Maoshan Fulu faction. If you hurry, you will arrive in five days."

Qian Zhenren doesn't know when he will be back.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Heng thought of the ninth uncle of Renjia Town again, so he sent someone to drive quickly to invite him.

"Five days is not a good delay."

Aunt Zhu San also said: "I have a golden scissor method. If I can find the bones of that thing, it may be delayed for a day or two, and I will be powerless if there is more."

"I have Plum Blossoms that can be easily counted. If I can set up a magic circle around the water pool, I should be able to drag it for a day or two." Wang Blind also followed.

Two days plus two days is four days.

It's just that it's not safe for four days, so Zhang Heng turned his attention to Liu Da Yanguo and the paper figure Zhang.

"Don't look at me, let me fight that thing to the death, and it's too embarrassing for me to delay the time by setting up a stray formation."

Liu Da Yanguo shook his head directly.

It seems that the direction of his cultivation focuses on killing, and he is not very good at other categories.

"I might be able to talk to it."

Seeing the eyes of several people turned to him, the paper man Zhang Yu was astonished.

"Talk about?"

Zhang Heng was a little confused: "Do you have an old relationship with it?"

"How can it be, I don't even know it."

Paper Figure Zhang explained: "I can be distracted by my paper figure. The paper figure is yin. At that time, I will be considered half of the same kind in its eyes. If we talk well, I may be able to stabilize it for a few days."

Everyone was amazed, and the expression on the paper man's face was a little playful.

The paper figurine Zhang coughed violently and waved his hand: "My paper figurines are all cultivated by my blood essence and are connected to my life. If the paper figurine is destroyed, I will also lose ten years of Yangshou, so."

Zhang Heng annoys others playing dumb riddles the most, so he urged, "Go on."

Paper Man Zhang coughed and said, "When I got the secret technique back then, relying on my youth, I acted recklessly and did a lot of stupid things."

"Up to now, I haven't had a good life for a few years. It doesn't really matter a few days earlier or later, but I still have a wife and children to support at home, so what's the matter?"

Zhang Heng understood in seconds that this was to add money.

Adding money is simple. Zhang Heng has money and said bluntly, "How much do you want?"

"Four gold bars, one thousand oceans."

Paperman Zhang's face was a little bit more rosy: "This is my life-buying money, as long as you are willing to give it, I am willing to make a [-]-point contribution to this matter, of course, I dare not say what the result will be, after all Specter is no joke, but I promise to make you worth the money."

"Money, money, life is connected."

Seeing a side-door warlock like Paper Man Zhang, who did not forget to leave a settlement for his wife and children at the end of his life, Zhang Heng also had mixed feelings in his heart: "Okay, I promise you, whether this matter is successful or not, this is the case. I will give you all the money, and even if your wife and children are willing, I can bring them to Dagou Town to shelter them."

Paper Man Zhang didn't speak, just nodded silently.

Next, the crowd began to act.

The first is to find the place where Chu Meiren's corpse was thrown. It was a water pool in the back mountain, and it was not difficult to find.

It's just that the water pool looks huge, about the size of half a football field. According to the villagers, the deepest place is seven or eight meters deep. In such a big place, I don't know if Zhu Santai's golden scissor method will work.

"No problem, just need a Kongming lantern and hang my golden scissors in the air facing the center of the lake. After I cast the spell, the thing will not be able to rush out in a short time."

Aunt Zhu San is full of confidence.

"Okay, you go to prepare immediately, we don't have much time, we can't waste it." Zhang Heng nodded.

Soon, Zhu Santai started to act.

A two-meter-high Kongming lantern, like a hot air balloon, appeared in the center of the pool.

Below is a pair of golden scissors. In addition, there are seven colored ropes tied around the Kongming lantern, which are divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple.

From a distance, Kongming lanterns and colorful flags blocked the entire water pool.

call! !

A black wind blew in the pool.

Between the naked eyes, the golden scissors flickered twice, and the black wind also split into two, dissipating invisible.

"It's done!"

Aunt Zhu San smiled all over her face: "Please build an altar for me on the shore, and I will bless the magic on the altar day and night for these two days."

"no problem."

As Zhang Heng agreed, he glanced at the golden scissors in the center of the pool.

This thing looks golden, not like a vulgar thing, and I don't know where this precious Aunt Zhu San got it from.

a little.

After the altar was set up, Mrs. Zhu San sat in the middle of the altar and recited.

Everyone looked at it with Dharma eyes, and what they saw was not the Third Aunt Zhu, but a half-human tall hedgehog sitting on the altar, holding the lotus seal in his hand, with a solemn appearance.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng was full of wonder and couldn't help but think about it.

Hedgehogs have five claws, which can hold magic seals, but snakes have no claws. What if Zhu Santai worshipped the snake fairy?
He seemed to sense what he was thinking.

Hedgehog turned his head and glared at him, as if to say, "Do you want to take care of it?"

(End of this chapter)