My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Zhang Jing didn't explain much either.

I have a merit system, as long as I subdue demons and eliminate demons, I can get merit points. Constantly improving my cultivation is my biggest secret and basis.

Back then in Renjia Town, Uncle Jiu watched him grow up step by step, and he couldn't hide it, so he had to find an excuse of being a meritorious body.

As for the others, let's not talk about it.

Although they chose to go up the mountain overnight instead of staying overnight at the foot of the mountain, the two still found an inn in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Both of them are masters in the mage realm, and they are full of energy. They don't need to rest without sleeping for two days, but the horses can't bear it.

The horses have not stopped for the past two days. Today, the owner of the inn will help take care of them and feed them some good fodder.

After solving the murderous thing in the thousand-year-old tomb in Beiman Mountain, the two of them still have to ride horses to Jinmen, which is a long way away.

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I don't know if it's because of Feng Shui.

The beginning of spring has already passed, and after the spring thunder, many places are already full of greenery.

But above Mang Mountain, it always gives people a sense of desolation, dilapidation and desolation.

It's not that there are no plants or animals on the mountain, but after going up the mountain, it will make people feel gloomy and uncomfortable.

Zhang Jing and Zhuge Kongping abandoned their horses and galloped all the way up the mountain, using their mana to display their body skills, jumping and jumping between the mountains and forests like martial arts masters, and their forward speed was not much slower than riding a horse on flat ground.

Even so, it took a full half an hour before the two arrived at the center of Mang Mountain.

Originally, the mountain range, which was bumpy, full of ravines, and continuous slopes along the way, suddenly became open after arriving here, high and wide, surrounded by four sides.

A huge mausoleum stands at the very center.

When Zhang Jing was in Renjia Town, he had learned a lot of feng shui techniques from Uncle Jiu, and immediately saw that this mausoleum was unusual.

"It seems that this thousand-year-old tomb is the tomb of a nobleman!"

Zhang Jing watched from afar and weighed in his heart.

Thinking of this, the expectations in his heart increased a bit.

There is often not only one person buried with princes and nobles.

In other words, it is very likely that there is not only a thousand-year-old Qin corpse guarding this ancient tomb!

Just when Zhang Jing was looking at the ancient tomb 'savoring', there was a small Taoist temple on the edge of the cliff not far away, and candles were lit in the Taoist temple at this time.

Sensing the arrival of someone, a beautiful figure floated out of the Taoist temple.

"Who is visiting late at night?"

There was vigilance in the woman's voice.

When Zhuge Kongping shouted happily: "Junior Sister, it's me! Senior Brother is here!"

Whoa!

The woman's vigilant voice was instantly replaced by endless surprises.

The speed of the beautiful figure did not decrease but increased, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, it rushed towards Zhuge Kongping's arms in a daze.

"Brother!"

"Junior Sister!"

After two surprise voices, a man and a woman hugged each other tightly.

Zhang Jing squinted his eyes as he watched from the side.

Fellow Daoist Zhuge, is this the pure relationship you mentioned?

I really believed in your fat man's evil!

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, I didn't expect that he was not honest at all!

No wonder Master Wang is worried about you, he often runs on you when he has nothing to do, and takes you out.

There are no waves without wind!

However, under the faint moonlight, Zhang Jing could clearly see Bai Rourou's appearance and figure.

In fact, although Zhuge Kongping's wife, Wang Hui, already has two not-so-young children, and she is in her thirties, she still has a charming charm. It can be seen that she must have been a beautiful woman when she was young.

However, Wang Hui's beauty is tinged with heroism, and she looks heroic.

And the Bai Rourou in front of her is a hot and charming woman with a full body.

The place where the body should be thin is thin, and the place where it should be plump is plump to the extreme, full of charm.

And living in Beimang Mountain, she also looks good in her dress. The lavender dress fits her charming temperament very well.

No wonder Zhuge Kongping misses his junior sister so much.

It's justifiable.

The two brothers and sisters, who had reunited after a long absence, happily hugged each other for a while before thinking of the light bulb next to them, Zhang Jing.

Bai Rourou asked: "Brother, who is this?"

Zhuge Kongping seemed to feel the deep meaning in Zhang Jing's eyes, and couldn't help but blush.

On the way here, he also swore to Zhang Jing that the relationship between him and his junior sister was absolutely innocent.

But what they did just now was really a little excited.

So he quickly straightened his body, coughed and introduced: "Junior Sister, let me introduce you. This is Daoist Zhang of the Maoshan Sect. Don't look at his young age, but his cultivation strength is far superior to mine. , we can't even hold our own! As for the heart and quality, I can't even catch up with you..."

Zhuge Kongping didn't know if he was trying to cover up his guilty conscience, or if he was sincere.

Anyway, when introducing Zhang Jing, he patted rainbow farts one after another, completely touting Zhang Jing as a saint.

It seems that compared with Zhang Jing, he is not even a fart!

But no matter what the reason was, Zhuge Kongping took it for granted, but Bai Rourou was different.

Hearing that her most beloved senior brother belittled himself so much and praised others, she felt very uncomfortable, and looked at Zhang Jing with suspicion in his eyes.