"I'll show you something good." Zhang Ran said.
Zhang Ran stretched out his hand and a three-headed snake appeared in front of him.
Zhao Ling'er looked at the three-headed snake in shock. What was this? It looked so scary.
Seeing Zhao Ling'er's somewhat fearful expression, Zhang Ran said: "Don't be afraid, this is my mount, the three-headed snake, let's ride it on the road."
Zhang Ran pulled Zhao Ling'er up to the head of the snake in the middle, sat on it, and the three-headed snake moved forward.
Wherever it passed, pedestrians were trying to avoid it. In fact, the three-headed snake looked like a ferocious beast and they did not dare to provoke it.
Moreover, after riding on the three-headed snake, Zhang Ran never encountered any robbers again, and the journey was uneventful.
"I don't understand who killed the waiter and the tomb robber in the inn." Zhao Ling'er said.
"I'm not very sure. It could have been killed by the Yasha organization, it could have been killed by other forces, or it could have been killed by Chen Kui. It's all possible." Zhang Ran said.
Zhao Ling'er said: "Are there other forces?" Zhao Ling'er did not see them after arriving at Taiyin Mountain.
"After all, this is about the Treasure of King Fu. There are many big shots paying attention to it, but they are not doing it blatantly like Chen Kui and Hanxiao, but are doing it secretly." Zhang Ran said.
"Then why did they kill the waiter and the tomb robber?" Zhao Ling'er said.
"It should be for King Fu's treasure." Zhang Ran said: "But since then, there should be less people paying attention to King Fu's treasure. Mo Qing has left. There is no treasure in the royal tomb, only the map of thousands of armies breaking the formation, which has been spread. The military formation map is dispensable to these big shots, so I won’t bother with it anymore.”
"It's boring to talk about this. Can you play chess? Next time." Zhang Ran said.
"What's going on here?" Zhao Ling'er was surrounded by a group of people. The snake's head was only such a big space, and there was no room for two people on the snake's head. Zhang Ran was still holding her and sitting on the snake's head.
"Isn't there three heads? You sit on one head, I sit on another head, and the middle head is placed on the chessboard." Zhang Ran said.
"It feels very interesting." Zhao Ling'er said.
Zhang Ran sat on the head on the left, and Zhao Ling'er sat on the head on the right. There was a chessboard on the head in the middle, and the two played chess.
After two games of chess were played, the three-headed snake arrived not far from Tangjiawu.
Tangjiawu, as Zhang Ran heard from passers-by on the road, was the largest county town nearby.
After leaving Taiyin Mountain, Zhang Ran had already left the scope of Qiantang County, and now Zhang Ran was located within the scope of Tangjiawu.
In order not to disturb anyone, Zhang Ran put away the three-headed snake and walked to Tangjiawu with Zhao Ling'er.
As soon as they entered Tangjiawu, a man who looked like a butler approached Zhang Ran: "Look at your flag, you can subjugate demons, right?"
Zhang Ran nodded: "Yes."
The housekeeper said: "It's just that it says you are a little heavenly master with dual cultivation of Taoism and Wushu. You should be a Taoist. Why are you not wearing Taoist uniforms?"
The butler didn't say anything. Zhang Ran was too young. From the back, he didn't look like much. But when he looked at the face, he could only tell that he was young. As the saying goes, if you have no hair on your lips, you won't be able to do things well. , this little heavenly master is so young, does he have little ability?
Seeing the butler's expression and knowing that he doubted his ability, Zhang Ran opened his palm, and a fireball floated on his palm.
"It's my fault that I underestimated the Heavenly Master. I apologize to the Heavenly Master." When the housekeeper saw the fireball, he immediately apologized. He knew that Zhang Ran was really capable: "Please come to the house to talk to the Heavenly Master. "
"Did something happen in your house?" Zhang Ran said.
"There is a demon at work in the house, and more than a dozen people have died," the housekeeper said.
"Please tell me in detail." Zhang Ran said.
The housekeeper began to narrate: "My father's surname is Wang and his courtesy name is Chongwen. He is a famous scholar in Tangjiawu. Since a month ago, people have been having their hearts ripped out and killed in the mansion. As of today, more than a dozen people have died. All of them have their hearts ripped out. It was such a tragic death, and I suspected that a demon was at work, so the master asked us servants to come out and find the master to remove the demon in the mansion."
"You have found some experts." Zhang Ran said.
"We have found a master and he is resting in the mansion now," the housekeeper said.
"Are there really monsters and monsters in this world?" Zhao Ling'er said
"You haven't seen it?" Zhang Ran said
"If I've seen it before, do I still ask you?" Zhao Ling'er punched Zhang Ran's chest with her pink fist.
"Yes." Zhang Ran said: "There are demons and ghosts in this world, and I am good at dealing with them. Let's enter the palace and take a look first. If there are indeed demons, you can see them."
While talking, the housekeeper brought Zhang Ran to the palace.
He brought Zhang Ran and Zhao Ling'er to the living room and asked the maid to serve them a cup of tea and two plates of fruit.
The butler said, "I'll ask the master to come out." After saying that, he entered the inner hall.
Zhang Ran picked up a banana, peeled it off and ate it. Zhao Linger also picked up a cherry and ate it.
While Zhang Ran was eating, he looked at the monk sitting opposite. This monk should be an expert invited by the palace.
This monk is about forty years old, with a sinewy face, more than two meters tall, with a strong back and waist, full of fierceness, like a fierce monk. The weapon placed next to him is exactly the same as the demon-suppressing staff held by Monk Sha in Journey to the West. .
There was a big table in front of the monk. There were various kinds of meat on the table, and the monk was grabbing one in each hand and devouring it.
"Monk, isn't it forbidden in Buddhism to eat meat? You must have broken the precept now," Zhao Ling'er said.
"I am of the Zen sect, so I can't help but eat meat and vegetables. There is a saying in Buddhism that when meat and wine pass through the intestines, they remain in the heart of the Buddha." Although the monk was talking, he kept talking while eating.
"But I heard that after wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha only retained the first two sentences in his heart, and there were two more sentences at the end." Zhang Ran said.
"What are the last two sentences?" Zhao Ling'er said.
"If people in the world learn from me, it will be like entering the devil's path." Zhang Ran said.
"Amitabha." The monk recited a Buddha's name. He really didn't know what the last two sentences were. He also heard the first two sentences from his master and learned them because they felt good.
"No matter what, I, a Zen person, can't help but eat meat. I can eat it." The monk was not good at words and didn't know how to refute, so he repeated it again.
Although this monk eats meat, he is a real monk
"Which temple did you come from?" Zhao Ling'er said.
"I am from Northern Shaolin." The monk said.
"It turns out he comes from a famous and decent sect." Zhao Ling'er said, "I don't know the master's name."
"You can just call me Monk Fierce." The monk said.
"You came two days early. Do you know what's going on in the palace?" Zhao Ling'er said.
"It's a ghost that is causing trouble. I fought with this ghost once. This ghost is very strong. I can't beat it, so I suggest that Donor Wang invite an expert to come over and deal with this ghost with me." The fierce monk bit He took a bite of chicken and said.
"It turns out it's not a demon, it's a ghost." Zhao Ling'er said.
"You mean this ghost is still hiding in the palace." Zhang Ran said.
"It's hidden in the mansion, and it's killing people." The fierce monk said.
"Since this ghost is still in the house, I should have known that I would ask an expert to kill him, but I still continued to kill him. It is so lawless." Zhao Ling'er pouted and said angrily.
"Have you investigated the identity of the ghost?" Zhang Ran said.
"No, this ghost hides very well. Only when the ghost kills people can you identify its identity. However, I caught it several times and the ghost escaped. I didn't find out who was hiding." The fierce monk said .
Ghosts usually harm people by possessing them. Zhang Ran and the monk agreed, so they suspected that the ghost was possessed by someone in the house.
At this time, the two people walked out of the back hall. The leader was a scholar in his twenties, followed by the housekeeper.
"This scholar must be Mr. Wang. I thought he was an old man, but I didn't expect him to be so young." Zhao Ling'er muttered.
Wang Chongwen said: "Thank you two masters for coming to my palace to eliminate ghosts. As long as the ghosts are eliminated, the two masters will each receive one hundred taels of silver."
Zhang Ran was a little disappointed when he heard the amount, but considering Mr. Wang's family status, two hundred taels of silver was already a lot.
"Mr. Wang, arrange two rooms for us. We will live in the mansion during the period of removing ghosts." Zhang Ran said.
"Butler, arrange guest rooms for them." Mr. Wang said.
"Yes." said the steward.
Mr. Wang said a few words, then returned to the inner hall, arranged for Zhang Ran to have a meal, and then took Zhang Ran to the arranged room.
Zhang Ran checked into the room, and the housekeeper left. Before leaving, he said that he wanted to see him for something. Zhao Ling'er came to Zhang Ran's room from her room. Zhao Ling'er sat on the chair, picked up the teapot, and poured a glass of water. He drank and said, "Have you noticed that Mr. Wang's expression is very wrong?"
"It's very wrong. He looks like he has indulged too much and will die soon." Zhang Ran nodded in agreement.
"It turns out this is a sign of excessive sexual indulgence. I thought it was caused by being haunted by ghosts." Zhao Ling'er said.
"It's all possible." Zhang Ran said.
"What do you mean?" Zhao Ling'er said.
"It's possible that he was haunted by a female ghost." Zhang Ran said.
"You mean the one between Mr. Wang and the female ghost." Zhao Ling'er was a little embarrassed when she said 'that', and her cheeks turned slightly red.
"So the hidden identity of this ghost is the woman beside Mr. Wang." Zhang Ran said.
"Let's go out and investigate." Zhao Ling'er said.
"Don't be in a hurry. We've been traveling for so long on the way to Tangjiawu. Let's take a good rest first and go out into the wind and frost. It won't be too late to look for ghosts tomorrow." Zhang Ran said as he looked at the darkening sky outside.
The next day, Zhang Ran and Zhao Ling'er found the housekeeper and asked the housekeeper to call out all the women around Mr. Wang, but the housekeeper made no arrangements and said, "Master Jiu Monk has already asked us to call him once, and Master Jiu Monk didn't." No ghost found.”
"If he can't find it, it doesn't necessarily mean that we can't find it. You just have to call him out." Zhao Ling'er said dissatisfied.
The housekeeper called all the women out, but Zhang Ran did not find the ghost. When Zhang Ran heard that the fierce monk had done the same thing, he knew that he might not be found, so Zhang Ran was not frustrated and did not ask these women to leave. Instead, he chatted with these women.
Zhang Ran talked to them about everything, what happened in the palace, what happened in Tangjiawu, and after the conversation, Zhang Ran really made a discovery.
The name of Mr. Wang in the palace was Wang Chongwen. He was a talented young man. He was admitted as a scholar at the age of 14, but he could not pass the exam for several years. Mr. Wang, who wanted to be a scholar, was afraid of being named Luosunshan, so he began to seek divination from gods and divination all over the Tang Dynasty. There was a big temple and a small god in Jiawu, and then the house started to be haunted.
