Taoist chanting

Chapter 67
Zhang Wenfeng felt that the place was too cloudy, so he didn't say much, and followed Wu Youde up to Xihe Mountain, and went around to the southeast slope.

The hillside is full of gray and white rocks, shrubs and trees, and a few incomplete steles and tombs are occasionally hidden.

There are also all kinds of faded and broken hanging mountain paper strings floating on the branches of the shrubs.

The wind blew the paper, making a clattering sound.

Under the big sun, ordinary people will definitely panic.

Wu Youde pointed to the grey stone with several puddles of dried blood left in front of him, and said, "Those two foreigners died here. The nearby rocks and miscellaneous trees have marks of slashing and stabbing with swords. They were trapped in the past. The people who are here are all on this rocky hilltop, they keep walking all night, and no matter how they walk, they can't get out."

Zhang Wenfeng glanced carefully.

There are piles of rocks, weeds, and under the bushes, there are many plants with dark green leaves and dark green stems that are more than a foot high.

A black and red flower bud with a large egg size hangs halfway from the branch, which is very eye-catching.

After looking at the scene of the crime, the explorer settled down along the gap on the hillside, continued to walk up, and asked, "Old Wu, you have traveled to Xiheshan several times, have you found any problems here?"

Wu Youde looked around, suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "My lord, do you mean that this place is too cloudy?"

As a scattered Taoist priest, he can naturally see such obvious things. Seeing Master Zhang nodded slightly, he explained:
"This mountain is close to the town, and it's a gravel mountain. It's inconvenient to cultivate. I don't know when it was used as a mass grave. The floating corpses that drowned in the river were dragged here and buried directly. For a long time, Here it is.

There are very few people going up the mountain, and only at the end of autumn and winter is approaching, the nearby villagers come to collect herbs.It is said that the medicinal materials of Aconiti officinalis and Qianjinba are produced here. They are of good quality and can be sold for a good price. "

Zhang Wenfeng pointed to an intoxicated flower and asked, "Is this one picked?"

Wu Youde's face was unnatural, and he said: "When I came the day before yesterday, I saw a lot of this kind of thing, and I asked the local tour guide who led the way. They said that this is called 'ghost eye flower', it is a dead flower, and it is poisonous. , unlucky, no one picked it."

He also saw Master Zhang found a ghost-eye flower from the captured thief, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, is there something wrong with this flower?"

Zhang Wenfeng knew that the ghost eye flower was somewhat similar to the drunken flower with its petals closed together, but the shape of the petals, the central flower core, the number of petals, etc. were quite different, and the smell was also different. The ghost eye flower gave off a faint rancid smell.

He didn't answer Old Wu's question and asked, "What was weird here before? For example, it's haunted or something."

"Yes, every two or three years, there will always be ghosts once or twice, scaring the nearby villagers and not daring to go up the mountain to collect medicine."

"Oh, how did you solve it later?"

"Every time there are ghosts, Taoist priests from Qingshui Temple are invited to come here to collect ghosts. It has been very smooth. Only this time, even the Taoist priests from Qingshui Temple were trapped on the mountain for one night. They didn't withdraw. Report to the Daolu branch."

"How far is Qingshui Temple from here? What's the scale?"

Zhang Wenfeng continued to ask questions.

He stopped in his tracks, and in front of him there was a plant of Aconitum sativa growing in the grass, the stems and leaves of which had withered.

On the side is a dark green drooping Enchantment Flower about two feet high, which is nearly half taller than ordinary Enchantment Flowers. The stem is also nearly twice as thick as the others, and it looks particularly strong. The flower buds are slightly larger than a baby's fist.

He looked at it with his spiritual eye technique, and the ecstasy flower emitted a faint layer of black and red light.

This is an intoxicating flower spirit plant.

The drunken heart flower is relatively rare. It grows on sunny slopes with heavy yin, and it also has requirements on the soil quality. But once it mutates into a spiritual plant, the mature drunken heart flower can bear the drunken heart fruit. The fruit can be used as medicine to refine the panacea, which is very valuable. It is expensive.

He has some doubts, such a large piece of intoxicating flowers, maybe they are not accidental wild things?

The maturity period of drunken flower spirit plant is exactly three years.

And it is too coincidental that this place is haunted every two or three years.

Wu Youde looked at Mr. Zhang who stretched out his hands to pinch the withered stems and leaves, and said: "Qingshui Temple is located in Xihezhou Town to the northwest, about ten miles away from here. The scale is average. There seem to be five Taoist priests."

"Oh. It's been a few days since the ghost hit the wall here?"

"It seems like six or seven days..."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them looked down the turning road at the same time, and there was a man dressed as a swimmer galloping towards him.

"My lord, it's not good. That thief was snatched away, and Mr. Che was also injured."

Hearing You Xi's call, Zhang Wenfeng yelled, "Go! Go back to town!"

That person has a drunken heart flower on him, and his companions are so courageous that they broke into the office in broad daylight, injured Che Sheng, and snatched away the thief. This is self-inflicted, and those people are probably inseparable from the case.

The donkey was walking around on the sunny hillside, and when it heard the call from the temple master, it spread its hooves and stabbed diagonally.

This place makes it uncomfortable to stay in, the air smells bad, and the feeling is even more weird.

After running to the foot of the mountain, the donkey no longer seems to be spied on by someone in the dark, which is really a strange place.

"What's wrong? Is there a ghost chasing you?"

Seeing the donkey turning his head back frequently, Zhang Wenfeng teased him via voice transmission.

"There seems to be a ghost. When I was walking on the hillside, I always felt that something was 'looking' at me. It was gloomy, and my spine was cold. I couldn't find where the thing was."

The donkey didn't hide its words, it ran fast, and kept talking.

Zhang Wenfeng paused for a moment, and said via voice transmission: "Take care of the town's affairs first, and then come back when you are free. That thing didn't spy on me. It probably wanted to scare you to death. It scared you away from the hillside, and let us chase you away... ...That's right!"

"What's wrong? My lord, you don't feel comfortable talking now, you always talk in half, in the words of the old cripple, you tell me to shit and take back half of it, it's very uncomfortable..."

"It's good, don't learn, learn some nonsense."

Zhang Wenfeng gave the donkey a lesson, and the sound transmission explained: "I noticed a ghost, and I wanted to turn around and look around, but you helped me find it in advance. Let's come back later, and find a way to catch it and hide there." Wake up ghost."

"Wow, wow, dare to scare me, I caught it and put oil in it."

"..."

Hurrying back to the town, Zhang Wenfeng didn't notice that the idlers in the town were talking about the accidents in the town office, and occasionally they heard Xiheshan ghosts beating the wall. and many more.

Walking into the gate of the Red Courtyard, Xiangqi, Lizheng, and three other Youxi are all there.

Wu Youde introduced and said hello in a hasty manner. Zhang Wenfeng walked into a room that smelled of medicine. The doctor in the town was bandaging the wound on his waist and abdomen.

"Master Zhang, your subordinates are negligent..."

Seeing Zhang Wenfeng and Wu Youde come in, Che Sheng hurriedly stood up and pleaded guilty.

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand: "Sit down and heal your wounds first, don't break the wound, talk slowly, what's going on?"

"Yes, thank you for your understanding!"

Che Sheng waited for the wounded doctor to go out and tell the story.

He also didn't expect that someone would dare to go to the public office to rob people in broad daylight before checking the criminal's body, including whether there was any poison in his mouth, and restoring the mandible of the criminal. A masked man climbed over the wall from the back of the yard and broke in through a window.

He only blocked two moves and was kicked out of the door with a knife. He couldn't get up for a while, and Zhong Youxi, who accompanied the interrogation, was punched so hard that he couldn't resist.

Zhang Wenfeng was silent for a while and asked, "Is the person here a cultivator in the Huaqi Realm?"

"It should be, his speed is extremely fast... It's almost the same as when you captured the thief, so fast that your eyeballs can't keep up."

Che Sheng made an example, raised his head and glanced at Master Zhang's face, but could not see the change in his expression.

What happened to him could be big or small. I hope Mr. Zhang can help him say a few words to Director Wu, but he doesn't know how to ask for help for a while.

"Cultivator!"

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head secretly. There were actually more monks who were not registered in the county and were unwilling to be subject to jurisdiction. This discovery made him vigilant.

Most monks who are not under the jurisdiction have no sense of awe, or have other purposes.

The intoxicating flower in Xiheshan is not a thing without an owner, but it involves the monk who suddenly appeared.

Things get more complicated and troublesome.

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　Thanks to "1608" for the reward!

　　
　
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