Taoist chanting

Chapter 65

Watching the donkey learn the body light technique at a fast speed and walk through the forest enchantingly, Zhang Wenfeng was already numb.

He didn't know when this guy reached the cultivation level equivalent to the middle stage of Qi Transformation. The realm of monsters is very simple, from the first to the sixth order, which corresponds to the human realm.

It is estimated that the human predecessors perfunctory things, too lazy to help the demons think of the realm name.

The donkey is even less aware of its own cultivation realm. Anyway, for it, every day is to listen to the scriptures, stay in a daze, drink the spiritual spring water with all its belly, and then go up in confusion.

Why do you think so much?
Zhang Wenfeng found a pocket of green grass near the Lingquan Pool, and practiced the green wood winding technique.

Compared with the speed of Donkey's cultivation spell, Zhang Daguan felt very ashamed. He spent more than an hour staring at the grass, but he didn't find any inspiration to communicate.

It seems that this spell, he will not be able to practice it for a while.

With the donkey, he was too hard.

Zhang Daguanzhu is a generous person who can afford to put it down. Facing the long face of the donkey, he curiously asked him a childish question about whether he was pooping. Yun Dan said:

"Practice the secret art of shut-mouth, and you can't understand it."

Turning around, leaving behind a handsome figure, wearing a light moonlight, Te Weiguang left in a positive image.

He was really ashamed to spend time with the donkey to practice the Dharma.

The donkey squatted there curiously, and stood up straight, shaking his body when his limbs were about to cramp.

He lowered his head and bit and stared at the clump of grass that had been greedy for it for almost half an hour, and sighed while chewing: "The boss of Guanzhu is very powerful. His words and deeds reveal a mystery that cannot be understood."

Yes, the boss stared at the grass for a long time, the taste is better.

Zhang Wenfeng returned to the top of the mountain, and the second senior brother was still meditating and practicing hard in the main hall. The senior sister got the magic weapon, and after the evening class, she went back to the thatched hut to enjoy herself.

The old cripple always went to bed early.

The top of the mountain is immersed in the moonlight, which is very peaceful.

Entering the West Hall, Zhang Wenfeng adjusted his breath for a while, and it only took two quarters of an hour to calmly complete the drawing of twelve talismans, seven of which were completed, and the five that failed were mostly damaged when he challenged the difficult Aoki thorn talisman. above the prickly talisman.

Failure is the mother of success, and next time he will have experience.

Pack up, go back to your thatched hut, undress and go to bed to practice until you fall asleep soundly.

There are donkeys diligently patrolling the night, and he can sleep soundly.

In just a few days, after so many things, he was relieved of the donkey.

The morning of the thirteenth.

Zhang Wenfeng wore a half-old bamboo hat and rode a donkey on the official road to the west. The donkey learned two techniques of lightning strike and lightening in one day.

It knows that the watcher's patience is better than that of the old lame man, and it doesn't bother him no matter how he asks, and he won't swear at him as a "donkey day".

The Guanzhu swayed on the back of the donkey and answered with a "hmmm", occasionally setting a small trap, taking the opportunity to train the donkey and talk about great truths, so that his ears could be clean for a while.

Xihezhou Town is located at the westernmost end of Xiling County, about [-] miles away from the county seat.

Across the Yaoxi River is Qianyan County, which belongs to the border area between the two counties.

The donkey rushed to Xihezhou Town at a speed of thirty yards for nearly an hour, without breathing or sweating.

Zhang Wenfeng jumped off the back of the donkey, patted the dust stained by his new robes, and walked on the bustling street, and he easily found a wanderer who led a dog to patrol.

The unleashed donkey looked around from behind, glancing lightly at the dog that was baring its teeth.

The dog was so frightened that it pitifully hid behind Youxu, not daring to be presumptuous.

Showing the token, the head of You Xiqian, who bowed respectfully, led the way. In a small restaurant, he found two Taoist priests from the Daolu Branch who had arrived here a day earlier to investigate the case. One of them was Wu Youde, who led him across the county government office. .

"Yo, it's Mr. Zhang, you are here, Old Wu is polite!"

Wu Youde is a scattered Taoist priest from another Taoist temple who went down the mountain. He was looking for a job in the Daolu branch, but he has been tempered to be less like a Taoist priest and more like a secular businessman. , folded fists and grinned.

Another stern-faced man across the table quickly stood up and saluted: "Che Sheng has seen Master Zhang."

Zhang Wenfeng waved the uncomfortable Youxu away, and returned the salute: "Find a clean place to talk."

It's too messy here. Everyone has it. It's definitely not a place to understand the case.

It was already lunchtime, and Wu Youde diligently arranged for a private room on the second floor of a restaurant at the end of the street.

After the meal, Zhang Wenfeng learned more about the case of Xiheshan ghost hitting the wall and Tujiling shaking, especially Xiheshan died today, and Wu Youde and Che Sheng just returned from there.

There were two foreign businessmen who heard the strange story of ghosts hitting the wall. Relying on their strength and not believing in evil, yesterday when the sun was setting, they carried weapons and ran to Xihe Mountain out of curiosity (killing them to death).

When the two companions saw that they had not returned at the beginning of Hai Shi, they hurriedly reported the case to the upper echelon of the town.

Old Wu and Che Sheng received the letter, and they went to Xihe Mountain with the two wanderers overnight. When they saw blue and green ghosts wafting faintly on the mountain, they didn't dare to go up. For more than an hour, I didn't hear any movement on the hillside, and no one came down, so I went back.

I went again this morning and found that the two had died unexpectedly. Their companions confirmed the identity of the deceased and temporarily parked the two bodies in the yard of the town hall.

"Let's go and see the dead."

Zhang Wenfeng walked out.

The case is a little more dangerous and unpredictable.

He needs to go to the field to investigate in advance this afternoon, and it is impossible to wait until the sun goes down.

Knowing that there is danger, he is reckless without understanding the situation.

Wu Youde understood the account and chatted with the unsmiling Zhang Guanzhu with a smile.

Not long after, the three walked into a big yard surrounded by red brick walls in the town. This is where the village elders, Lizheng, and Youxi deal with all kinds of disputes.

When the townspeople talked about the Red Yard, their expressions were unnatural.

In a dimly lit mud-brick hut, two corpses were seen covered with white cloth.

The donkey was carrying the host's luggage and other items on its back. Of course, it also got into the hut to watch the fun, and the two chauffeurs who accompanied him dared to drive away the untethered donkey.

A traveler stepped forward and uncovered the white cloth, revealing the corpses of two men, Chiguo, who were bloodied and horrific.

Zhang Wenfeng took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured some powder and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. He saw Fu Gujing's autopsy last time, and he knew the process. Before returning to the mountain yesterday, he specially picked up some items from the Daolu Branch.

The powder in this porcelain bottle can prevent the poison that may be contaminated on the surface of the corpse, and it will change color when touched.

He squatted down and carefully pressed and touched several parts of the two corpses. The powder on his hands did not change color. He asked, "Where were their clothes when they were found?"

"Master, when I found them today, the two of them didn't have an inch of thread on their bodies, and the swords in their hands slashed and stabbed each other. It seems that the two sides suddenly turned against each other and fought each other to death."

You Xi answered respectfully, trying to be as simple and comprehensive as possible.

"The people who were trapped there in the past, as well as the two Taoist priests and a wanderer who went to investigate the case last time, didn't have an inch of thread when they got out of trouble?"

"That's not true. I used to be stuck on that hillside and couldn't get out."

"After getting out of trouble, can there be confusion?"

"No."

Zhang Wenfeng asked and quickly checked the wounds, bruises, top of the head, mouth and other parts of the corpse. After finishing, he wiped a few fingers with the towel handed by You Xi, stood up and checked the swords placed beside him, as well as a pile of tattered robe.

He found that there were no large bloodstains on the fragments of the robe, so he walked over and shook off the robe and middle clothes that were torn into strips of cloth.

It can be seen that the two have a good net worth, and the robes they wear are brocade materials.

Shake out some broken leaves and petals from the shards of the robe.

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the dark green leaves on the ground, especially the half of the strange petals that were dark in color and had some dark red patterns. He took a step forward, touched it lightly with the back of his hand, and then picked up the petals.

The powdered skin on the back of his hand turned pale blue where it touched the petals, like a faint bruise left after being bruised.

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(End of this chapter)