The heavens start from Maoshan

Just before everyone entered the city, the gate of Goose City suddenly opened, and a group of women rushed out.

Zhang Heng waved his hand, signaling everyone to stop.

When I saw it, I saw these women set up drums, sing and dance, and firecrackers were hung on the top of the city.

"Patriarch, is something wrong with the situation?"

Dakuze immediately stepped forward and whispered, "Aren't you Qian Zhenren's nephew? Qian Zhenren needs to be so polite. In order to welcome us, even the big drum team was invited?"

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes.

He glanced at the word 'Goose City' on the top of the city, then looked at the women beating gongs and drums, and whispered: "It's not for picking us up. "

tata tao...

With the sound of drums and footsteps, a group of squires walked out of the city.

They were in groups, followed by people carrying flags, and they saw the words: "Welcome to the new county magistrate to take office in Goose City."

"Patriarch, what should I do?"

Dakui was a little stunned.

Zhang Heng looked at the official road behind him, then looked at the welcome group of squires in front of him, and instructed: "Get out of the way, the master should be behind."

step step step step...

Just as the squire's welcome group pondered why Zhang Heng and his party hadn't entered the city, the dust was flying in the distance, and another group of people drove in.

The first person was wearing a white suit and a white top hat.

He first looked towards Zhang Heng, then headed straight for the city gate.

"The letter of appointment, this appoints Ma Bangde as the county magistrate of Echeng. This letter was announced by Ba Qingtai, Chairman of Handong Province of the Republic of China, on August [-], [-], by the Political Affairs Department of Handong Province."

A man dressed as a master shouted loudly.

Not far away, the two Dakui brothers heard such words and whispered to Zhang Heng: "Patriarch, it turns out that they are picking up the county chief. Fortunately, we didn't rush up, otherwise we would have to make an oolong."

"Go into the city."

Zhang Heng didn't say much, just closed his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man in the suit, and muttered, "Zhang Mazi!"

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Zhang Heng and his party followed the county magistrate into the city.

But they were a group of more than [-] people, each with long spears on their backs and short spears on their waists.

Not to mention the delegation of squires who came to greet the county magistrate, even the county magistrate who entered the city couldn't help but turn his head to look, and asked the master beside him, "Master Tang, which big family in Goose City is this? "

"Hard to say."

Master Tang also murmured in his heart: "Look at the word 'Zhang' written on their clothes, there is no one with the surname Zhang in the four major families of Goose City? "

"People who are not from the four major families can still be so pompous. It seems that the water in Goose City is really deep."

The county magistrate took a deep breath and shouted to everyone behind him, "Open your eyes a little bit, and don't let anyone make mistakes for me."

the other side.

Zhang Heng sat on the carriage and arrived at Qian Zhenren's residence.

To say something disrespectful to the teacher, Qian Zhenzhen looks shabby enough here.

Qian Zhenren's dojo is just a small shop, with the words Maoshan Authentic, Qian Zhenren Taoist Hall written on the door.

As for why it is a Taoist temple, not a Taoist temple.

Because of the view, it must be built according to the specifications of the palace. If you want to be called a Taoist temple, you must have three main rooms, four side rooms, and one clean room, which can be a picture of gossip.

If you don't meet this standard, you can only call yourself a gym.

Of course, no matter what Qian Zhenren said, he also had a place to live in the city.

No matter how small the temple is, it can still offer real spirits. When Xu Zhenzhen met him, he could only live in a Yizhuang that was leaking from all directions, which was worse than Qian Zhenren.

"Go knock on the door."

Zhang Heng got off the carriage while giving instructions.

"Senior brother?"

It was Qian Shui, a disciple of Qian Zhenzhen, who opened the door.

"Brother."

Zhang Heng squeezed Daoyin with his hand and bowed his head slightly.

Qian Shui hurriedly returned the salute, and after bowing his head, he asked again, "Junior Brother, why are you here?"

"There is something I need to discuss with my uncle."

Zhang Heng looked at the gymnasium: "Is the uncle at home?"

"My master went to the countryside to practice things, and he only left me at home to watch the shop."

While talking, Qian Shui hurriedly pushed open the door: "Junior brother, go in and talk, Master probably won't be back in a while."

Zhang Heng took two steps forward, turned his head and instructed: "Four people will stay at the door, and the others will find an inn nearby to stay and wait for my order."

"Yes, patriarch."

Everyone left one after another, leaving only four people by their side.

On the side, Qian Shui looked at everything in his eyes, and couldn't be envious: "Junior brother, you are so majestic, unlike me, I haven't seen any market. If the shoes are broken, there is no money to replace them."

Zhang Heng looked at Qian Shui's feet.

It was found that the shoe on his right foot had a hole and half a toe was exposed.

"Senior Master too, I don't know how to leave some money for you before going out."

After finishing speaking, he took out two oceans from his arms: "Senior brother, go buy a pair of shoes and change into new clothes. This is your filial piety."

"Thank you, brother."

Qian Shui smiled happily.

After all, Qian Shui's grade is not very big, just eighteen or nineteen.

Because of his early entry, Zhang Heng called him senior brother. In terms of age, Zhang Heng was much older than him.

Therefore, in Zhang Heng's eyes, this is a little brother, just like a child in the family who is young and high in seniority.

Calling Senior Brother, in fact Zhang Heng only regarded him as a junior, and brought in the identity of an elder.

"Why did the uncle make such a mess here, it looks like a side door?"

Entering the gym, Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

Because from the furnishings inside, he didn't see the atmosphere of the Maoshan faction at all, but instead revealed a side-by-side atmosphere everywhere.

Talismans are posted on the wall, flags are hung, and a pair of skeleton stands are placed.

The place is also pitifully small, and the front and back are also flat. There is no place for a few more people to come in.

"Junior brother, you also know that those of us who practice Maoshan techniques consume a lot of money on weekdays."

"In addition, Master and his old man are stingy, and life is even worse. If I'm not afraid of your jokes, sometimes Master has gone out for a long time, and I even have to go hungry for several days."

Speaking of sadness, Qian Shui has red eyes.

Zhang Heng shook his head and sighed.

Qian Zhenren is not without money, but reluctant to spend.

He is a person who can eat two bowls of rice just by looking at the pickles. Whoever apprentices him must have lost his conscience in his last life and did not do good deeds.

Chapter 26: Horse Bond

To Goose City, the first wait is two days.

I waited left and right, but I never saw Qian Zhenren come back. Zhang Heng was so anxious that he wanted to call the police.

Although Qian Zhenren's cultivation level is good, the rivers and lakes are also very dangerous. If he encounters a thousand-year-old ghost king, gold and silver armored corpses, droughts, and flying zombies, Qian Zhenren will not be able to return.

Fortunately, Qian Shui persuaded him.

It was explained that Qian Zhenren may have been entertained after the ritual.

In the past, there was such a situation. With the idea of ​​being a bastard without taking advantage of it, as long as the other party didn't drive him away, Zhenren Qian could stay at someone's house for several days.

After hearing this, Zhang Heng couldn't help but think of himself.

When Qian Zhenren went to visit Xu Zhenren, he stayed for a few days before leaving, and when he left, he had to take some things back with him.

At that time, Zhang Heng couldn't help but think, there is nothing wrong with Qian Zhenren's house?

After a long time of fuss, people came to eat the big households. This is one hour to eat the enemy, and it is twenty minutes for me.

Wonderful!

After all, it is also a real person from Maoshan, a man of morality. For the sake of being a man, Zhang Heng is also speechless.

If the patriarch had not passed away, he really wanted to go to Maoshan and ask, what did the patriarch teach your disciple, it is us who do not teach well.

"Today is the third day, Shishu should be back, right?"

Zhang Heng is too lazy to wait. If he doesn't come back tonight, he would rather use Linghe to pass on calligraphy and get Qian Zhenren back.

"Count the days, you should be back."

Qian Shui responded to Zhang Heng's words. After speaking, he asked eagerly: "Junior Brother, Rongjizhai's breakfast is good, why don't we try it?"

Zhang Heng looked back at him.

Compared to Qian Zhenzhen, who loves money like his life, his disciple Qian Shui is a foodie.

He is not interested in anything other than eating. Anyway, in the past few days, Zhang Heng has never seen him meditate and practice Qi, occasionally read books, and read various recipes. People who don't know him think he is learning to cook.

Zhang Heng asked him if he didn't practice every day?

He giggled and said only that Master will come back and practice again.

Good guy, people fish for three days and dry the net for two days. He sieves the net for six days and fishes for one day.

Cultivation is not for oneself, but for Zhenren Qian.

A whole school-weary scumbag.

Rong Ji Zhai.

"One serving of roast goose, two servings of pork ribs rice in a porcelain cup, and a pot of Pu'er, here are four specialty dishes."

Picking a place to sit down, Zhang Heng pointed to the table next to him: "They are with us, and ask them what to eat."

Qian Shui sat next to Zhang Heng, looked at Dakui and the others at the table behind him, and whispered, "Junior Brother, why do you always take a few people with you when you go out?"

Zhang Heng did not answer this, but instead asked: "Can you fight?"

"sure!"

Qian Shui patted his chest and assured: "I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and two or three people are not my opponents."

Zhang Heng asked again: "What if?"

Qian Shui shook his head: "That won't work, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and my heat is not enough."

"What if the other party has a gun?"

"gun?"

Qian Shui shrank his neck: "Don't talk about me, even Master doesn't dare to resist Ziyi, we are not invulnerable zombies, that thing is not a joke."

After finishing speaking, Qian Shui added: "Of course, Master said that guns are nothing special. Unless someone plots against them, he will give us a chance to open a forum and attract zombies and evil spirits. Dozens of people are not enough for us to kill."

"I'm afraid there won't be a chance."

Zhang Heng took a sip from the teacup: "In this world, there are only those who have the mind and do not have the heart, and there are few who do not have the will to do it. If you and I have not studied the arts, naturally you must understand the truth that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."

"Take these guards as an example. Whether it's a bandit or a thief Jiang Yang, you can see that I'm not easy to mess with, so naturally I'll take a detour. Not to mention safety, it can save a lot of trouble."

"I'm a person who is afraid of trouble. Since I can do one thing less, why should I do more?"

boom! !