Hong Kong movie Big Adventure

Chapter 254 The Tyrannical Marshal Sun
In order to retrieve the Ye Mingzhu as soon as possible, Ma Deshang decided to act tonight.

Going to Dingdong Tomb in Hebei, if Ma Deshang flies in the sky, it will only take one night.

"Uncle Nine, I decided to go to Ding Dongling tonight. If it goes well, I can come back tomorrow night. Please take care of the town and Maoshan gymnasium."

"Don't worry, leave this place to me. In addition, Ding Dongling is a royal mausoleum after all. In addition to guarding against tomb robbers, there are also ways to guard against monks like us. You must not take it lightly."

"Thank you Uncle Jiu for reminding me, I will pay attention."

After discussing with Taoist Yimei, Ma Deshang was going to go back to the villa first.

But at this moment, there was a sound in the yard.

"What happened?"

Daoist with one eyebrow asked outside.

Afang ran in hastily, pointed outside, and said anxiously. "Master, just now the little zombie and Ah Hao practiced. The little zombie seems to be much stronger than before. Ah Hao is not an opponent. He was injured. Go and have a look."

Hearing this, Ma Deshang and Taoist Yimei disappeared into the room almost at the same time, and the next second, he and Taoist Yimei appeared in the yard at the same time.

In the yard, Ah Hao was rolling on the ground clutching his stomach, while the little zombie stood in front of Ah Hao with a blank expression.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts me to death."

"Chirp."

Seeing Ma Deshang and Daoist Yimei, the little zombie quickly pulled their sleeves, as if explaining.

"Are you saying that Ah Hao made the first move, but he didn't defeat you, and you didn't hurt him?"

Ma Deshang repeated from the side what the little zombie wanted to express.

"Well, little zombies can't lie, it seems that Ah Hao is playing tricks."

The Daoist with one eyebrow naturally understood the meaning of the little zombie, looked at Ah Hao who was rolling on the ground, his eyes became a little unkind, and he walked slowly to Ah Hao and squatted down.

Ah Hao is the apprentice of Yimei Daochang, Ma Deshang picked up the little zombie and drove it aside, and A Fang was very anxious to see that Ah Hao was about to be taught a lesson by his master, but he couldn't tell Ah Hao.

"Ahao, do you have a stomachache right now?"

"That's right, master, the little zombie is too aggressive. I guess I won't be able to get out of bed for several days. I can skip the morning exercises during this period."

Ah Hao closed his eyes and continued to roll on the ground.

"It's no problem to cancel the morning exercise. Do you want to cancel the evening homework as well?"

The one-eyed Taoist priest continued.

"Okay, okay."

As soon as he heard that even evening classes could be cancelled, Ahao immediately opened his eyes with a happy smile on his face.

"Hey, your stomach doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

Daoist asked with one eyebrow pretending to be puzzled.

"Uh..." Ahao rolled his eyes, and covered his stomach with his hands again, "Oh, who said it wouldn't hurt, the little zombie has become really powerful now."

"Pretend me back, get me up, double the amount of morning exercise and evening classes every day, and you are not allowed to eat or sleep if you can't finish."

Taoist Priest Yimei slapped Ahao on the head and said angrily.

"It hurts, Master, I know I was wrong."

Ahao jumped up from the ground and ran away in a hurry.

"Master, I'm going to do evening class right now."

Seeing this, Afang didn't dare to linger, and hurriedly left.

"Uncle Nine, I'll go prepare as well, let's say goodbye."

After the matter was clarified, Ma Deshang bid farewell to Taoist Yimei and left with the little zombie.

This time he returned directly to his villa and did not go to the Maoshan Gym. Li Fu and Zhao Fang were there, so there would be no problem.

"Little zombie, this is for you."

Ma Deshang took out two tomatoes and handed them to the little zombie.

"Chirp."

The baby zombies took the tomatoes and quickly sucked them dry.

"This tomato can only satisfy the little zombie's feeling of devouring things, but if you want to improve, you have to find a way to replace him with a better one."

But no matter what it is replaced with, Ma Deshang does not intend to let the little zombie drink blood, which is like taking drugs for zombies.

No better substitutes have been thought of for the time being, so Ma Deshang still plans to use tomatoes to feed the little zombies.

While preparing, it soon came to night. Most of Madeshan's important things were in the storage space, so he just carried a package, which contained tomatoes that the little zombie liked, and some oceans.

Although it's only a day out, we still need to prepare more for this trip.

When it was completely dark, Ma Deshang flew behind the clouds with the little zombie in his arms.

"Chirp!"

Finding himself in the sky, the little zombie was also a little excited.

"When your cultivation is higher, you can fly like me."

Ma Deshang said with a smile.

When he entered the Nascent Soul Stage and gained the ability to fly in the sky, he was also very happy.

"Chirp!"

The little zombie is more interested in improving his strength.

After flying overnight, Ma Deshang finally arrived at Dingdong Tomb before dawn.

However, Ma Deshang did not land directly on Ding Dong Tomb, because he discovered through the qi-gazing technique that there was a luck golden dragon on top of Ding Dong Tomb. Although the golden dragon was dim, it was not something Ma Deshang could crack with his current strength. He wanted to enter the mausoleum. You have to think of other ways.

Ma Deshang came to a small town closest to Ding Dong Tomb.

Came to an inn.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay at the hotel?"

A shopkeeper with a piece of white cloth on his shoulder immediately greeted him.

In order to prevent the little zombie from scaring ordinary people, Ma Deshang specially made some changes to the little zombie. First, he put on a black gauze hat and a long coat on his body, so that no one would pay attention to his true face.

"Give me an upper room."

Before coming here, I didn't consider the existence of the Luck Golden Dragon. Now it seems that I can't go back one day, so it is very important to find a foothold first.

"Okay, guest officer, please follow me."

When he heard that Ma Deshang wanted to live in a house, he must be a rich man, and his attitude became much more humble.

Under the leadership of Dian Xiaosi, Ma Deshan came to a room, the house was close to the street, and he could see the whole street when he opened the window, which was perfect for Ma Deshan.

"This is it. It's a piece of ocean. Open it for two nights first, and the rest is yours."

It is easy to live in a piece of ocean for more than three days, but Ma Deshang only opened for two days, and Xiaosi made a lot of money this time.

"Thank you, guest officer, if you have anything to do, just tell me directly."

Dian Xiaosi said very excitedly.

"Not yet, but I'll call you if I do."

"Then I won't disturb you, sir. I'll take my leave."

The waiter slowly exited the room and closed the door behind him.

"Chirp!"

The little zombie screamed.

"You are hungry?"

"Chirp."

"Okay, this is for you."

Ma Deshang took out a tomato from the package and handed it to the little zombie.

"Since the little zombie's strength improved, I found that his appetite has increased, and soon tomatoes will not be able to satisfy him."

Ma Deshang immediately realized that after solving the dark emotions of the corpse, the next thing to solve was the food problem of the little zombies. This time when he went to Ding Dongling, he also needed to pay attention to this aspect, and maybe he would gain something.

After lunch, Ma Deshang took the little zombie to the streets of the town, which is the closest to the Dingdong Tomb. There must be information about this on the streets, as long as you search carefully, you will be able to find it.

The best place to get information is to go to a teahouse, where all kinds of religions are represented and a lot of information is circulated there.

Through the bustling streets, Ma Deshang found a teahouse. Before he went in, he heard noises from outside. If he listened carefully, he could still distinguish the voice of the storyteller, the applause of the tea guests, and the teahouses on the tea tables. Whispers, and what Ma Deshang listened to were these whispers, ordinary people couldn't hear them, but for him it couldn't be easier.

Walking into the teahouse, the square wooden table on the first floor was almost full of people. They were all big men, taking a sip of tea and listening to the storyteller on the stage talking about "A Chinese Ghost Story" and "Liao Zhai". Whenever it reached the climax, the teahouse was filled with people. It's a wave of sound.

Through the crowd, Ma Deshang took the little zombie to the second floor of the teahouse and found a small table by the window.

"Guest officer, would you like to drink a big bowl of tea or Longjing and Biluochun teas?"

As soon as he sat down, Xiaosi from the teahouse came over immediately.

"A pot of Longjing, it should be warmer."

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Xiaosi from the teahouse immediately turned around and shouted, "A pot of Longjing by the window on the second floor!"

Soon the brewed tea was delivered to Ma Deshang, and the little zombie held a tomato in his mouth.

After taking a sip of the tea, Ma Deshang began to listen carefully to the conversations of these people in the teahouse.

"Let me tell you, the girl Xiaoqing from Yumanlou is really good, you should try it some other day."

"Why another day, go today."

"Yesterday I won a lot of money from gambling. I will give you the tea money today. You can compete with me."

"awesome."

He listened to several times in a row, not discussing which place to go to drink wine, the girl is good in bed, or about casino gambling, but Ma Deshang still listened patiently.

Finally he heard what he wanted.

"Have you heard? Tomorrow Marshal Sun will lead troops into our town, and hard times are coming."

"Our town is not rich, so why are we here?"

"Hmph, you think that Marshal Sun has his sights on our town. He has his sights on Ding Dong Tomb."

"What, Marshal Sun wants to dig his grave."

"Keep your voice down. There are spies from Marshal Sun in the town now. Don't drag us into this."

Is there a warlord who wants to dig up Dingtang Tomb?As long as they dig Ding Dongling and break the feng shui there, the golden dragon of luck will dissipate, and I will have a chance!

Ma Deshang's eyes lit up, and he immediately had an idea in his mind.

"Little zombie, let's go back."

Throwing a piece of ocean on the table, Ma Deshang left with the little zombie.

After returning to the inn, Madeshan left the little zombie in the inn and went out alone. He wanted to confirm the authenticity of the news.

In order to prevent the little zombie from running around, he put a fixation spell on the little zombie, let him lie on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and set up traps in the room. As long as someone breaks into the room, the traps will not only restrain the other party but also Notify Ma Deshan immediately.

This gave Madechan a sense of déjà vu.

Walking out of the inn, Ma Deshang immediately let go of his consciousness to cover the whole town, and soon he found two men in plain clothes leaving the town on two army horses.

"Although you are not wearing a military uniform, but you are still riding a military horse, it is the two of you."

It can be confirmed that these two are the spies sent by Marshal Sun, and now they are going back to report. As long as Ma Deshang follows these two, he will be able to find Marshal Sun's large army.

Locking the two spies with his spiritual sense, Ma Deshan walked out of the town, found a hidden place and flew into the sky, following behind.

After following for almost half an hour, Ma Deshang finally saw Marshal Sun's camp.

However, it is not certain that Marshal Sun is really going to excavate Ding Dong Tomb.

Divine consciousness is attached to the bodies of the two spies. You will know how the two people reported.

After the two spies entered the barracks, they immediately walked towards the largest tent.

"Report to the commander-in-chief, the two subordinates have already found out the situation in the small town ahead."

After the two spies entered the tent, they reported to a man with a big beard and wearing a handsome military uniform.

"Tell me."

Dashuai Sun looked up at the spy, then lowered his head and wiped the pistol.

"Marshal, the two of us went to the mayor of the town. He has no objection to our army stationing, and tomorrow he will bring the town's gentry and wealthy businessmen to welcome the commander into the city."

"Except for the mayor, what other residents in the town have any objections to my going to the town?"

Marshal Sun continued to ask.

"These" two spies looked at each other, confusion in their eyes.

"It seems that you went to the mayor's place under my banner, had a delicious meal, and you came back so late, you probably slept with a woman"

Dashuai Sun stopped wiping the pistol, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Marshal, we know we were wrong, please forgive me."

Seeing this, the expressions of the two spies changed drastically, and they knelt down on the ground with a plop, begging for mercy in a hurry.

"Commander, let's go to the town to investigate."

With that said, one of the spies got up and ran towards the tent.

"boom!"

Dashuai Sun raised his hand and shot him, killing him directly.

This scared the spy who was kneeling on the ground so much that he peed his pants on the spot.

"The commander-in-chief didn't let you go, but you dared to go. You really don't know how to live or die."

Dashuai Sun looked at the gun in his hand and said grimly.

"Marshal, please forgive me."

"I wanted to let you go, but it made my carpet dirty. I bought it from Westerners for thousands of dollars. It's a pity."

"boom!"

The second spy also fell in a pool of blood.

"Come on!"

"Master."

The guard at the door of the tent came in.

"Pull out these two guys who violated military discipline, feed the Tibetan mastiff I raised, and call someone to replace this carpet by the way, hurry up."

Dashuai Sun frowned and said.

"Yes!"

All these fell into Ma Deshang's eyes, he just frowned, then turned and left.

This Marshal Sun is extremely tyrannical and has a perverse personality. He is not a good person to get along with at first sight, but he can be sure that they do have ideas about Ding Dongling.

This is easy to solve.

(End of this chapter)