Feng Chengyun watched the donkey's back disappearing into the forest, with a faint smile on his face. He stood and waited quietly without any impatience. He secretly thought in his heart that the Xiaomen Xiaohu Immortal Temple recorded in the file has a profound and extraordinary foundation. Average.
The donkey recorded in the book just now is a hidden spiritual beast. I don’t know what its specific cultivation level is now.
It is said that he is good at thunder skills. He assisted Guanzhu Zhang on his mission in Huanye Wilderness last time and made great achievements.
He almost misjudged the young boy carried by the donkey. When he handed it to the worship box, he got closer and noticed something was wrong with his breath. He was surprised when he discovered that it was a rare ancient tree sprite.
Che Sheng, who was standing three steps behind him, was a man of few words and would not indulge in flattery or gossip.
The two waited in silence for a while.
Zhang Wenfeng, fluttering in his green robe, walked from a distance with steady steps and excellent bearing. He stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted, saying: "I didn't know that Master Feng was coming, so I didn't expect you to greet him from afar. Master Feng has been waiting for a long time. Please forgive me, forgive me." !”
"Zhang Guanzhu is polite. I came unexpectedly and disturbed Zhang Guanzhu's Qingxiu."
Feng Chengyun smiled and clasped his fists in return.
Zhang Wenfeng greeted Che Sheng who was behind him with courtesy, extended his hand to greet the guests, and invited the two of them to enter the mountain gate.
After the previous three months of renovations, the entrance road to Xianlingguan was built in a very elegant manner. The gravel ground was laid out with bluestone slabs, and bowl-shaped street trees were planted on both sides. The green trees were shady, leading directly to the foot of the mountain. withered stone archway.
Climbing up the stairs, there are paths on both sides of the mountain road, which twist and turn to two-story attic courtyards built against the mountain.
It is shaded by trees and stretches of towers, and it already has a prosperous atmosphere.
When you get to the top of the mountain, you first go to the main hall to burn incense.
Then we sat down in the west hall to boil water and make tea, and the polite greetings were completed.
Feng Chengyun took out an opened letter from his sleeve, handed it to Zhang Guanzhu, and said: "The master of the County Chengguo Academy sent someone to deliver a letter, and he wants to ask you to go out of the mountain and go to Xiahe County to assist the Xiahe County Daolu Branch in investigating Baihu Ridge. Haunted pieces."
He knew he couldn't invite this person, so he didn't mention anything else, just business.
The fact that he came to deliver the letter in person showed his respect.
Zhang Wenfeng took out the letter, opened it, read it, put it back in the envelope and handed it back to Feng Chengyun, saying: "I am just a loose Taoist cultivator in the mountains. I have no official position and little ability. If it is within my ability, Zhang is willing to serve. But like this The eucalyptus that crosses the county area should not be found on Zhang’s head.
There are many experts in the Daolu Branch of the county and city, and there are also patrol officers in the prefecture to help. There is no need for Zhang to go and point fingers and show his shame.
Please also tell Dean Guo that last time Zhang abused the secret method and hurt his vitality. He was still practicing breath control at the mountain gate. "
After all, he just didn't follow orders.
He only has the status of a master of Daolu Academy, and he is not even a guest minister. Unless there is a big war in the imperial court, he really cannot be transferred from Xiling County to Xiahe County to run the office with a letter.
Whether it was Dean Guo who was deliberately testing him, or without Taoist Zhang like him, evil spirits would be rampant in the world.
He didn't want to pay attention to this kind of unfair and unreasonable fate. After working as a law enforcement guard for almost a year, he still had a good understanding of some common sense about the rules, levels, and orders of Daolu branches at all levels.
Feng Chengyun received the letter, smiled and casually expressed concern about his injury, and promised to tell the truth.
This Zhang Guanzhu, who is said to be easy to talk to, is actually not very easy to talk to. He doesn't even give face to the Master of the County Chengguo Academy.
We chatted about other topics, drank three cups of tea, and then left and went down the mountain.
After sending Feng Chengyun and Che Sheng away, Zhang Wenfeng waved to the young boy and asked about the few small pieces of spiritual grass growing in the fields, asking him to take good care of them and not let the donkey steal the only seed-bearing spiritual grass. He picked up a few pills and walked towards the end of the field, saying: "From now on, you should try not to go to the memorial arch at the entrance, and don't face outsiders. You have to guard against villains, do you understand?"
"Qiang'er understands!"
"This piece of spiritual rice is growing well, and there are no pests. It's because you have taken good care of it these days. The eight corn plants on Xitan Ridge take a long time to grow, and they will be ready for harvest in mid-September, so you need to keep a close eye on them."
Zhang Wenfeng explained some things. He deliberately resisted Dean Guo's letter order and showed it to Feng Chengyun who came to deliver the letter. He guessed that there would be follow-up from Dean Guo, so he just waited and was ready to go out at any time.
Sometimes his arms really can't hold his thighs, but he won't insist on going to the end.
He and Hu Qiang'er inspected the fields and mountains to check on the conditions of various spiritual plants.
The hundred and ten wheat grains that he carefully cared for have been harvested long ago, but they still cannot be cultivated into spiritual plants after one season of planting.
Compared with ordinary wheat, both the grain and the spiritual energy contained are two steps higher.
He will continue to use those seeds to cultivate spiritual plants until he succeeds.
Hearing the braying of a donkey from the edge of the spiritual grass field, Zhang Wenfeng looked up and saw a figure coming quickly from the east. It was Yun Qiuhe who had arrived. Since the departure of Dean Wu and Fu Gujing, Yun Qiuhe had been resting for almost two days. Spend the time at Xianling Temple and rest in the newly built guest house on the mountainside at night.
Approaching and saying hello, Yun Qiuhe smiled and pinched the boy's fair face.
After a while of commotion, the little guy broke free and ran away on the donkey.
Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe came to the teahouse of Qingzheng Villa. The little fox girl was very attentive and quietly painting still lifes in the corner. She had already painted a decent picture. She came here almost every day and didn't go back until dark.
"Sister Yun is here."
"Xiao Xinxing, your painting has improved again. If you continue like this, you will soon catch up with me."
"Sister Yun is joking, I'm just getting started at this level, I'm far from it."
After joking for a while, Yun Qiuhe did not rush to take out the paintings she had practiced during this period. She sat down at the coffee table, rushed to boil water to rinse the tea set, and chatted first.
Zhang Wenfeng asked: "I heard that Baihuling in Xiahe County is haunted. You are in Zhoucheng. Do you know the situation?"
Yun Qiuhe smiled and said, "Have we found you here? The haunted eucalyptus in Baihuling has been reported to the state capital. Shi Huaian, you know, the state patrol envoy in charge of several counties in this area went to investigate. , I encountered a very skilled ghost breaking the wall, and I was trapped for two days before I came out. I was not injured, and I didn’t encounter any ghosts. The situation there was quite weird. The state city ordered the Daolu Branch of Yuanyang County to kill the ghosts as soon as possible. "
Zhang Wenfeng thought deeply and said, "Didn't you ask a Taoist priest who is proficient in salvation to do it?"
"Why didn't you invite me? Several waves of Taoist priests were practicing in Baihu Ridge at the same time, and they saved many lonely souls and wild ghosts. The place was still full of evil spirits. The Jianwei realm monks still got lost when they walked in. They disappeared as they walked. Two or three days later, the figure came out from another place."
Yun Qiuhe had already guessed that Zhang Guanzhu had received the transfer order, and asked: "It's from the county and city side, what kind of identity did Dean Guo give you to handle the case?"
"Without any other identity, I just sent a letter asking me to assist in the investigation."
"Haha, he is very good at calculating and asking people to contribute, but he is not even willing to give full credit for the work. What do you say?"
"What else can you say? I pushed back. Today Feng Chengyun came to deliver the letter in person."
Zhang Wenfeng picked up the tea cup handed to him and slowly sipped the tea.
Yun Qiuhe reminded: "I heard from senior brother that Fengcheng Yuncheng Mansion is quite deep." He also said: "I don't understand why Dean Guo is so petty? He won't even give you the status of a guest. How about I help you? Think of a way in the city to have a guest patrol envoy, and you don’t have to do anything. This way you will not be under the jurisdiction of the county, let alone Xiling County, what do you think?"
Of course she is willing to help. Zhang Guanzhu and her are both teachers and friends, and they have helped a lot.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said: "Of course I would be happy to have such a good thing. I'm just afraid it's too late, right?"
People have to bow their heads under the eaves.
If you jump out of this roof, the other party won't be able to handle it.
"I'll find someone to try."
Yun Qiuhe worked vigorously and resolutely, took out the yellow summons talisman, walked to the door, silently recited a few words, and then walked out.
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