The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 92 The King of Hainan and the Second Annual Sign

"What, that silver light is Yue Qiluo?"

Daoist Zhaixing looked surprised: "Isn't she very powerful, why did I accept her after just one face-to-face?"

Xu Zhenren was sulking on the side, unable to speak.

"Maybe her life is bad, or your life is too good."

Zhang Heng was also speechless.

They killed Yue Qiluo by beating to death, but they did not expect to be picked by Taoist Xingxing Taoist in the end.

Could it be said that the star-picking uncle in front of him is the legendary son of luck?

"Uncle Shi, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Heng couldn't figure it out.

"As a person, I have always acted as I wanted, and did what I wanted to do."

"I couldn't sleep at night, I wanted to see you on a whim, so I came."

Daoist Zhaixing looked free and easy: "Isn't it like this?"

What else can Zhang Heng say, just four words: "Admiration, admiration."

"Speaking of which, this Yue Qiluo is a felon from the Yin Si. Feng Jiao wants to use it to exchange her reincarnation spot with the Yin Si. I wonder if you are reluctant to let me take him away?"

Daoist Picking Star showed a positive color.

"Take it, it's useless for us to come."

Zhang Heng directly decided for Xu Zhenren.

Anyway, they are two masters and apprentices, and Xu Zhenren has no wild apprentices outside. No one in this family is supposed to be the one. No one stipulates that the apprentice must obey the master, and the master cannot listen to the apprentice.

"I owe you a favor."

The words of Daoist Zhaixing said that Zhang Heng was a little inexplicable.

Didn't Ninth Uncle need this quota? Why is it the Taoist Zhaixing who owes favor?

"You don't know something."

Seeing the doubt in Zhang Heng's eyes, Taoist Zhaixing sighed: "Back then, Fengjiao didn't want to go up the mountain, she just wanted to be a Taoist Huoju, and in the end I persuaded him to go up the mountain, which ruined the good relationship between him and Lianmei. marriage."

"Speaking of this, I'm wrong, but my Lin family and Maoshan share weal and woe. In our generation, it's me, Feng Jiao, and the three exorcists who have some talents, and it's hard for others to do anything."

"We have been blessed by Mao Shan, how can we ignore everyone for the sake of the small family? Since Feng Jiao's surname is Lin, she has to take on this obligation. There is no way to do this. Lin."

It was the first time Zhang Heng knew that Jiu Shu's journey of learning Taoism in the mountains turned out to be so tortuous.

It's no wonder that he never forgets Sister Lian, maybe his mind has never changed, but he has too many things on his shoulders, and he can't bow down for the love of his children like an ordinary person.

"Ninth uncle is also a miserable man!"

Zhang Heng sighed, and then said: "Uncle Xingzhai, you should send this gourd to Ninth Uncle as soon as possible, so that it can make up for a piece of his heart."

"Ah."

Daoist Zhaixing said he left: "I'll go to work first, and I'll come back after thinking about you."

"what!"

Looking at a Taoist star-catcher who jumped on the Kongming lantern in a flash, Zhang Heng said loudly, "Uncle, next time you come over, can you teach me the art of lightening the body? I also want to be as dashing as you."

"Well, I'll teach you next time."

Daoist Zhaixing laughed, and then threw out a command flag: "Command, the wind is coming!"

woo woo woo.
A gust of fresh wind blew, blowing the Kongming lantern to the west.

Zhang Heng looked enviously, and whispered: "As expected of No. 1 in Maoshan, it is really chic!"

"Senior brother, it hurts so much, my whole body is like falling apart."

Righteously talking, Zhang Daan woke up.

Zhang Heng glanced back at him and said nonchalantly, "You walked carelessly and fell, just turn back and rub some safflower oil."

"Senior brother, it's true, I seem to be seriously injured."

Zhang Dao was skeptical.

"Relax, you are practicing the Secret Art of the Dharma Protector. You have rough skin and thick flesh. Unless you hang up immediately, you will not die."

Zhang Heng ignored him, but looked at Jia Le, who had been sitting beside Qingqing's body with a dull expression since he woke up: "Jia Le, are you alright?"

Jia Le said with a sad face: "Senior brother, Qingqing is dead."

Zhang Heng sighed and sat beside Jia Le: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of the world. We cultivators must see it openly."

"For example, for me, many people say that I am powerful and powerful, and I should open the harem, and my wives and concubines are in groups. I always just smile and ignore it. Do you know why?"

"why?"

Jia Le asked subconsciously.

"Today the eldest wife died, crying."

"Tomorrow, the second wife will be arrested, help."

"The day after tomorrow, the third wife was injured, save first and then take revenge."

"Walking around my wife every day, it's still a fart."

"How much time can a person waste on the wind, flowers, snow and moon? Besides, I cultivate Taoism and cultivate longevity. If one day I live long and my wife doesn't, you say I should be more anxious."

"Can't you leave her alone?"

"But her aptitude is very poor. What should I do? You have to use resources to find cultivation resources for her all over the world."

"Wow, just thinking about it makes my heart tired, and I want to eat a tomato."

Zhang Heng actually thought about it.

He is not a eunuch, and his wife is still looking for him.

But it can't be in the lower realm. If you want to find it, it is also after the ascension. No matter how bad it is, you have to find a partner who has the aptitude for 'immortal talent'. The kind who can ascend to the immortal together.

No matter how beautiful an ordinary person is, it is not within his choice.

Because God should not love people, such love will not have good results.

Although Zhang Heng is not a god, he believes that he will become an immortal.

In this case, why should he care too much about Yiyi Huan, he is not Li Yu, the late master of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he does not know whether he is a guest in his dreams all day long.

"Senior brother, if Master Yixiu knew that Qingqing was dead, would he be very sad?"

Jia Le is still a little gloomy: "I knew earlier, we really shouldn't have come, so Qingqing will be fine."

After finishing speaking, Jia Le asked Zhang Heng again, "Senior brother, Qingqing also believes in Buddhism. Did she go to the Western Paradise for Bliss?"

Zhang Heng looked at him.

In the end, he told a white lie: "yes, Qingqing has gone to the Western Paradise, and she will be very happy there."

"Yes, Qingqing believes in the Buddha so sincerely, and the Buddha will definitely welcome her."

Jia Le cheered up again: "Maybe, Qingqing is watching us in Elysium. She definitely doesn't want me to be so depressed."

"Yeah yeah."

Zhang Heng responded with his mouth, but thought in his heart: "Instead of asking the Buddha, it is better to beg me. I beg that one day I will be able to swim the long river of time, and I will create a world that will bring back to life all the people who have crossed paths with me and died. ." Thinking of this, Zhang Heng thought again: "This should be more reliable than asking the Buddha."

First set a small goal: earn 1 tons of gold, become the No. [-] of Buddhism and Taoism in this era, and then watch the rise of the nation by the way.

Then set a medium goal: become immortal, enjoy the endless troubles of life.

Finally, a big goal: to create a world, intercept a long river for a period of time, and resurrect all those who have an intersection with him.

This is called Gou Fugui, do not forget each other.

Two days later, Jia Le left.

He walked away crying, holding Qingqing's ashes.

Zhang Heng said to him, you don't have to be sad, I will resurrect Qingqing when I become a fairy.

Jia Le was stunned for a while, looking at him like he was insane, it was really a summer bug.

Zhang Heng felt that in the future, he should say less, otherwise, if he said too much, King Chengpi would be in trouble, although he was serious.

"Master, good news, great news!"

Another day.

Zhang Heng was instructing workers to adjust the equipment in the factory to prepare for the next production of stockings, and Long Nanguang came in a hurry.

"What good news, are you planning to have a second child again?"

Zhang Heng didn't think Long Nanguang could have anything serious.

"Master, your guess is accurate, but this is not the happy event this time."

Long Nanguang's face was flushed: "It's my uncle, Prince Wuyi, who wants to see you."

"Prince Wuyi wants to see me?"

Zhang Heng knew what was going on after a little thought.

Right now, Prince Wuyi's life is not easy, he has a name but no warlord forces to support him.

Not sure, he wanted to use Long Nanguang's relationship to win him over and let him go to work.

"not see."

Zhang Heng simply refused.

"Don't, it doesn't matter if you see it, you see what this is."

Long Nanguang took out a letter of appointment and said like a treasure: "This appointment, Zhang Heng, the commander of the Yangjiang Public Security Department, will be the governor of Hainan, and will form the Hainan First Army, which will govern the entire territory of Hainan, and will also have Rongcheng, Kangcheng, and Yangcheng. , the four counties of the Goose City, and the peace in the southwest of the Nanguo.”

Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "Let me see."

When I took it over, I saw that the commission was stamped with the seal of the Southern Government and the autograph of the Grand Marshal.

"Commander, you are now a veritable king of Hainan. With this appointment, who would dare to say that you are a wild man?"

Long Nanguang was beating the side drum: "For your appointment, my uncle did a lot of work. Originally, it only wanted to appoint you as the governor of Hainan, and it was my uncle who kept telling you that the counties in Yangjiang should be returned to direct jurisdiction. Good words, this is the official appointment, you should give me face later, meet him, even if you don't say anything, just have a cup of tea, my uncle has never begged me."

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

The territory under his hands can be taken back when it is said to be collected.

There are not many high-level troops in the southern country today, and there are not many troops that can be commanded, and no one should be considered a soft persimmon.

"I will not go to the Prince's Mansion. I will go, even if I don't say a word, I will be suspicious."

"If your uncle wants to find me, send a special envoy to Yangjiang. For your sake, I will take time to deal with him for a while, and I can also make your uncle calm down."

Zhang Heng knew what Prince Wuyi wanted to do with him.

But he won't agree. First of all, Prince Wuyi is not a qualified politician. Without that brain, you can't help him even if you want to.

Furthermore, this prince has nothing to worry about. He is a person who sees small gains and forgets justice, and cherishes his life when he does big things. When he gets a benefit, he will sell him if he is not allowed to change hands.

Zhang Heng went to see him when he was full.

He still said that, the world is going up and down, the fire is dying, the building will collapse, and a tree will be difficult to support.

"By the way, I let you sit in Rongcheng's handsome mansion and coordinate Hainan's finances. How are you doing?"

"this."

Long Nanguang was at a loss for words: "I'm still working on it."

"You have to hurry up. If you can't do it, just find a few others. It's not a restaurant manager who has to be good at cooking."

Zhang Heng was speechless: "Hainan is a good place. Going back and cutting down the forests and relocating the population used to be very tricky."

"There are so many people fleeing the famine these days. The more people who go to Hainan, the less people starve to death. You, your merits are immeasurable."

"Take a step back, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to farm and fish. You can learn it. If you really can't learn it, go to plant fruit trees, and then set up a subsidy for fruit farmers. Don't let these fruit farmers starve to death before the fruit trees bear fruit. already."

"Of course, a place with only spring and summer seasons won't starve people to death. That's an exaggeration."

Long Nanguang was so trained that he didn't dare to say a word, and said, "I'll do it when I go back."

"Don't always think about having children."

Zhang Heng warned again: "I really don't understand you, it's okay if you have three wives and four concubines, you are a motherfucking wife, hiding at home all day doing nothing, your daughter-in-law has suffered a crime for marrying you, really I don't know how she has survived all these years."

Zhang Heng waved his hand: "Go away, you have ruined my luck today."

Long Nanguang trotted away all the way.

After he left, Zhang Heng took out a box from the cabinet and muttered, "If you have a good annual sign, you are just kidding me."

Annual Sign Reward: Two Realms Teleportation Stone.

Special Note: The Two Realms Teleportation Stone needs to be used in conjunction with the Two Realms Teleportation Array.

Zhang Heng has read many books in Maoshan, but he has never heard of the teleportation array between the two realms. Who do you want him to use it for?

Is it possible that I have to wait for the next annual sign to sign in for a teleportation array between the two realms?

Is there any luck?
"Last month, I signed the Taiping Sword. I thought it was time to turn around. I didn't expect that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Zhang Heng thought for a while: "Uncle Zhaixing seems to like to run around the world, searching for those ancient ruins, but he can tell him about the teleportation array when he turns around. Anyway, he is idle when he is idle, and he is looking for the sky-repairing stone. I'll just beat the rabbit, in case I find it."

(End of this chapter)