The heavens start from Maoshan

"You forgot, Master wants to bring friends."

Zhang Heng bit hard on the word friend.

"what!"

Zhang Boldly touched his stomach.

I ate too much at night, and when the cold wind blew when I went out, my stomach began to feel uncomfortable for some reason.

"I've seen it during the day. Here and there, there are good friends hiding there. Let's start digging."

Xu Zhenren took two shovels from the car and handed them to the two of them involuntarily.

"Master, I can't do it anymore, I'll go to make it easier first."

Zhang Dadan covered his stomach and ran away in a hurry.

"There is a lot of shit and urine on the lazy donkey!"

Xu Zhenzhen looked straight and shook his head.

"Master, let me come first."

Zhang Heng took the shovel and started digging at the location Xu Zhenren said.

Since it was a mass grave, the burial was not deep, and soon he dug out a thin coffin from it.

"It's a coffin, you are blessed."

Seeing that Zhang Heng had dug up the coffin, Zhenren Xu showed a pity.

Zhang Heng didn't understand the reasoning here, so he couldn't help asking, "Master, why is the coffin blessed?"

"Coffin, coffin, promotion and fortune."

"The first time I went out with my master to meet a friend, what I dug up was wrapped in a bamboo mat. It looked like that, hey, it's disgusting."

Real Xu knew that Zhang Heng didn't understand this, and said, "The one in the coffin is in better quality. When you vomit in a while, you should be able to vomit less for a while."

Zhang Heng swallowed and spit.

Looking back at the place where Zhang Daran disappeared, he can eat four bowls of rice at night, and he will suffer later.

"What are you waiting for, open the coffin."

Xu Zhenren made a gesture of lifting the coffin.

Zhang Heng knew that he could not escape today.

A heartless, took a deep breath and walked up, grabbed the coffin lid and lifted it fiercely.

crunch...

Because it was a thin coffin, and it was a mass burial, there were no coffin nails on this coffin.

Zhang Heng gently pulled, and in an instant, the coffin lid was lifted aside by him, revealing the friend lying inside.

"Don't close your eyes, the more dangerous it is, the more you have to open your eyes and look carefully."

Real Xu put his hand on Zhang Heng's shoulder: "Look carefully, look carefully, until you are no longer afraid."

Zhang Hengqiang endured the discomfort, only to see a guy with a rotten face lying in the coffin under the moonlight.

"How about you, are you afraid?"

Xu Zhenren came up with a faint tone.

"Not afraid."

Zhang Heng swallowed his saliva with a firm attitude: "It's just disgusting."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Xu Zhenren held a gossip mirror in his hand, looked at the moonlight, and then took a look at the corpse's face: "You will be afraid later."

click!

Kaka! !

As soon as the consumption of the gossip was illuminated, the corpse began to shake.

Seeing this, Zhenren Xu took out the bell again, first stamping on the corpse's forehead, and then gently shaking the copper bell: "Get up!"

Zhang Heng saw clearly, and saw the corpse stand up straight from the coffin.

"It's all on you."

Xu Zhenren took out the peach wood sword on his back and threw it to Zhang Heng, and then the bell pointed to Zhang Heng: "Go!"

"Master, come up and fight?"

Zhang Heng looked at the peach wood sword in his hand and the corpse that rushed towards him, and smiled bitterly: "Is the progress too fast?"

"If you don't hurry, how can you make progress."

Xu Zhenren shook the bell: "Stab him in the chest, the tip of the sword has to go in horizontally, and the ribs will get caught in the vertical position."

Zhang Heng took a few steps back.

Fortunately, the speed of this thing is not fast, and there is still time for him to think.

"Thorn!"

puff! !

Zhang Heng pushed the Taomu sword directly in with force.

The heart was hit, and the corpse fell to the ground in an instant. At the same time, Zhenren Xu also showed satisfaction: "Yes, after this first time, you will not hesitate for the second time."

"Master, is there a second time?"

"Don't talk about the second time, the third time, and the fourth time. That's what your ancestor taught me back then."

on the return trip.

Zhang Heng's face turned pale, and Zhang Dadan even vomited while leaning on the carriage.

Today he was the winner of the lottery.

His friend was wrapped in a mat, which was more terrifying than Zhang Heng's.

In addition, when he was full, he was thrown at him by the friend, and the worm was thrown at him, and Zhang Dandan immediately vomited, not because he was afraid, but because he was too disgusting.

......

days thereafter.

Every night, the unshakable practice of gallbladder + hands.

Not to mention, it really works, just get used to it when you spit it out.

A week later, Zhang Heng has not changed his face.

His heart was as cold as his peach wood sword.

According to Xu Zhenren, now he is qualified to go out and say that he is a Taoist priest, because he can't vomit.

Don't underestimate the three words 'will not spit out', there is a big question in it.

The hype you say makes you vomit as soon as you see the righteous master. People don't believe you when you say you are a Taoist because you are not professional.

What is professionalism? If you can sleep with a corpse in your arms, and the corpse worms fall out of your mouth, it is like chewing a peppercorn. My mouth tastes more delicious. This is called professionalism.

Chapter 35: Yellowstone Village

Time flies.

October.

"Master, who wrote you so many letters?"

Came to Taoist Temple in the morning.

Zhang Heng found that Xu Zhenren was not meditating and practicing Qi, but was opening the envelope.

"Your master, I have a wide range of friends, and my friends are all over the world. Now that I have a resident Taoist temple, of course, many people congratulate me."

Xu Zhenren opened an envelope, glanced at it, and said, "Your teacher wrote a letter saying that he is visiting various places and is going to choose a treasured place to build a Taoist temple in Goose City. He also said that he is very busy recently and has no time to come to see us. Wait for the Taoist temple. After the completion, invite us to a wedding drink."

After he finished speaking, he picked up another envelope: "Your uncle Lin Fengjiao said that he helped people move graves some time ago, and dug out a very powerful zombie from the ground. After a fight, he eliminated the other party, and he also benefited from misfortune. There is growth, and he told me that his two apprentices were very incompetent, which made him break his head and asked me how you were."

"Forehead..."

When Zhang Heng heard the news of the ninth uncle, he straightened up a little and found that the ninth uncle at this time had eliminated the old man Ren who had turned into a zombie.

However, Uncle Ninth's two apprentices didn't live up to their expectations and asked him what he was doing.

"Master, you can't speak ill of me when you write back to the ninth uncle. The ninth uncle's apprentice is not good enough, but I am very good."

Zhang Heng said aside.

Xu Zhenren glanced at him and ignored him, but continued: "Your uncle Qianhe said that he received a large order to escort a Mongolian prince who died of illness in Xizang back outside the fortress. This prince has died. It has changed, but he was already prepared to seal the corpse-turned zombie in a copper-horned golden coffin."

"Golden coffin with copper horns?"

Xu Zhenren thought for a while, then muttered, "Golden coffins are not very safe. It's better to burn zombies."

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "Maybe Uncle Qianhe has difficulties. After all, it's a big order, so it's normal to ask for more."

Master Xu didn't think so, he shook his head and said, "Among the disciples of my generation, your Master Uncle Qianhe was the latest to become a teacher, and his morals are the weakest. The zombies that need to be sealed with copper horns and golden coffins are definitely not ordinary zombies. With his strength..."

Xu Zhenren didn't say anything later, but instructed Zhang Heng: "Go and get the paper, ink, pen and inkstone, I want to write a letter to you Shimu Shishu, your Shimu Shishu's dojo is in Qinghai, and Qianhe is here. It should pass over there."

Soon.

After the letter was written, Zhenren Xu gave it to the postman in the town.

It's just that after he came back, he was still tossing and turning, and he said with some anxiety: "I'm still a little uneasy, and I always feel that something will happen."

Zhang Heng recalled the plot of "Uncle Zombie" and remembered that Daoist Qianhe finally died at the hands of a zombie, so he said: "Master, if you are worried, just follow Uncle Qianhe, anyway, the Taoist temple is here. There's nothing wrong, if there is something, I can also send someone to go to Goose City to ask the master to come, so there shouldn't be any trouble."

When Xu Zhenren heard it, he felt that it made sense: "Okay, I'll go there, otherwise I won't feel at ease in my life if something really happens."

Xu Zhenren said that he would leave, grab a few clothes, put on a few more magic tools, and set off on a small donkey.

Zhang Heng naturally did not follow.

He has just entered the Dao, and bringing him will only be a burden.

"Brother, what about Master?"

After a while, Zhang Dadan came back with the fish.

"Have you caught another fish?"

Zhang Heng responded, and then said, "Master is going to Uncle Qianhe."

"Uncle Qianhe?"

Zhang Bing was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah, it should take a month or two to come back."

Zhang Heng urged: "Look back and watch the Tao well. If someone comes to offer incense, let him do it. If you can see Feng Shui and practice, you can push it, but if you can't push it, go to Goose City and ask the master to come, I understand. No?"

"understood."

Zhang Bold nodded again and again.

"strangeness!"

Zhang Heng looked Zhang Daan up and down, and suddenly said, "Junior brother, you seem to be more enlightened than before."

"Have it?"

Zhang Bing had a question mark on his face.

Zhang Heng was a little uncertain.

In the past, Zhang Dadan looked simple and simple. Although he was not stupid, he looked very simple and honest. At first glance, he was a loyal and honest person.

Now I'm a little thinner and have muscles, but it looks more fierce, not as simple and honest as before.

Could it be the result of cultivating the Secret Art of the Dharma Protector?

Zhang Heng couldn't figure it out, so he could only perfunctory: "You practice first, I'll ask Master later."