Mo Ye leaned over and picked out a pebble from the almost dry mountain stream. It was fine in texture and yellow and white in color. He stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, and then opened his fingers to hit the pebble.
A wisp of smoke hovered on the surface of the flat stone, forming a simple human shape and penetrating into the stone.
"Tit for tit, I said that Chu Qing'er's life is not worth the price of the jade token, plus half of your remaining life. Now I give you two choices: go to the underworld and walk the path of reincarnation; or follow me." mix'."
Mo Ye learned the word "mixed" from his mouth by overhearing Zhang Guanzhu reprimanding the mountain badger, and thought it was interesting to say this.
The human figure among the cobblestones handed over his hands: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving me! I have been punished for more than five hundred years and died twice. I have long since paid off my love for the past dynasty. From now on, I will no longer care about my people. Please forgive me." This little old man doesn’t know how to appreciate me. I am willing to go down to the underworld and go through reincarnation again. Even if I am ignorant and chaotic, it doesn’t matter. I don’t want to remember my future and past events.”
Call him pedantic or stubborn, but he is free.
Even if there is only a little remnant of his soul left, he is not willing to hang out with Taoist masters. It would be boring to live like that.
"what ever."
Mo Ye smiled and said two words.
She can't understand the feelings of the earth's father about her family and country, and she feels it's not worth it.
Throwing it casually, the pebbles drew an arc in the sunlight and disappeared just as they were about to fall into the stream.
After "hanging around" with Zhang Wenfeng for such a long time, she heard about "acting as one pleases". These four words suited her temperament very well. She wanted to take the land old man as her subordinate just for a moment. Since the other party did not want to be controlled by others,
She didn't force it, in the underworld she wanted to stop her, and there were a lot of ghosts trying to steal her head.
The dragon-patterned jade plaque hangs from the waist of the black skirt, shining brightly.
Zhang Wenfeng flew around the area for more than ten miles. He was not good at tracking and found nothing. He flew back to the mountain and landed halfway up the mountain to the east. Three law enforcement guards were alert and ran up the mountain.
"Reporting to Taoist Zhang, my subordinates have brought several files and books containing records about Baihu Ridge. Please take a look at them."
The man who went back to look for information looked haggard. He had obviously been busy all night without sleeping. He held a stack of books and files in his hands.
Zhang Wenfeng took it and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go down and rest."
"Yes, it's not hard for me, subordinate."
Watching the three people go down the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng picked up a stone to sweep away the dust and put the books and files away.
The entire Baihu Ridge has trees swaying this way and that, rocks cracking and rolling, creating a mess.
In his eyes, this mountain has lost its vitality and will become a barren mountain in the future. It is very likely that there will be no grass growing on it and it will not be able to recover within a few decades.
He squatted down and moved the broken rocks away, revealing a three-foot mud pit.
Inside, there was a piece of black rotten wood broken into three pieces. It was less than five feet tall, no thicker than an egg, and was heavily pitted.
It was a piece of water-moving ebony wood, and three unusual stones were dug out from the soil of the cave. They were the size of peaches, one cyan and two khaki.
He saw Mo Ye approaching.
Zhang Wenfeng's eyes lingered for a moment on the jade plaque on the waist of the woman in black skirt. The word "Dao" gave him a feeling that it was genuine. He didn't ask where Mo Ye got the identity badge, he raised three stones and said with a smile: "See you there." Anyone has a share, you choose two pieces.”
Mo Ye shook his head. She looked down on the three semi-finished earth crystals, wood crystals, and ebony wood materials.
Furthermore, this was the incense money that the landlady had burnt twice as compensation to Zhang Wenfeng. Otherwise, it would have rotted in the ground and no outsiders would be able to find it. Of course, she was an exception.
Zhang Wenfeng understood some Shinto rules, so he collected a few materials without ceremony.
They are all rare and good things to him.
He would not waste his efforts digging three feet into the ground in search of treasure. If he couldn't find it, he spread an oilcloth bag on the ground and put the broken rocks together piece by piece. There was very little Shinto aura, so he used Mu Xing Yuan Qi to restrain all the mountain rock fragments to prevent the aura from dissipating.
Take out the gourd and pour water into it to rinse your hands.
After the water evaporated, he picked up the book and flipped through it. There was a bookmark in the book to mark it. The law enforcement guard was very careful. He only needed to turn to the bookmark to quickly know the past events about Baihuling.
During the previous dynasty, this Baihu Ridge was originally called "Nanqing Mountain". It was more than 600 feet high and was the highest mountain in the vicinity for 300 miles. It was enshrined with the Nanqing Mountain God, who was extremely powerful. Somehow the Nanqing Mountain God was defeated later. The broken gold body sank into the river, and the mountain was also smashed, leaving only a small half.
There was no record of Tu Tu Gong, so Zhang Wenfeng didn't bother to ask the law enforcement guards to go back and look up the past of the former "Yixi River" Water God. There was no need, Tu Tu Gong was gone. He shook his head and sighed: "He doesn't have to die."
After last year's spiritual energy surge in the Da'an Chao area, there have been a lot of troubles in various places.
There are sleeping ghosts, remnant souls and awakened spirits and monsters, as well as the Shinto of the previous dynasty. They have been causing trouble for a long time and have been suppressed one after another. The price must be high and not small, and the same gains will be greater and greater.
In early February this year, the Metropolitan Academy of Education issued new laws and regulations to each state.
One of them: The remaining mountain gods, water gods, and land gods from the previous dynasty who have survived to this day will not be killed indiscriminately. Those whose crimes are not serious can be recruited and used by the Daolu Court depending on the situation.
Compared with killing, although recruiting is not easy, you can try anything.
Why else would he waste his time asking God again and again?
Mo Ye was also flipping through the book, Leng Buding said: "He is not completely dead, I collected his remaining soul and threw it into the underworld."
She really "threw" it away with no gentleness at all.
Zhang Wenfeng quickly stood up and looked around. There were no outsiders nearby. This sounded bad to people. Mo Ye didn't care. He had to pay attention. He whispered: "The jade plaque on your waist was given to you by the landowner?" guessed.
"In exchange."
Mo Ye glanced at the Taoist priest who was talking nonsense. Can she just ask for things from others?
Zhang Wenfeng muttered: "Strange, how could he have such a thing?"
He had never seen the four characters on the back of the jade plaque, and of course he would not know whether it was valuable or not. He could tell through the charm of the word "dao" that the thing was genuine and not a forgery.
"There is no question about the origin of this thing."
Mo Ye was not responsible for explaining too much. She could "see" the origin of the items, sitting on the rock with her feet together and reading a book.
She heard Zhang Wenfeng teach the little ones in Qingzheng Villa and told a short story about "opening books is beneficial". She felt that it made sense. During this period, she fell in love with reading books, whether they were Taoism, residual borrowings, spiritual plants, etc. Travel stories, etc., even nonsense secret records of the underworld. She looked at whatever she caught and was not very picky about food.
The two of them read in silence.
Shi Huaian flew back with several monks. Among them were Song Suxing and Ji Shixi, whom Zhang Wenfeng knew. It seemed that the Jianweijing monks from Daolu Branch of Yuanyang County were out in force. Even the doctor Ji Shixi came in to find them. That witch cultivator slipped through the net.
Zhang Wenfeng stood up, clasped his fists, smiled and greeted everyone. As usual, he was polite and polite to everyone.
Mo Ye ignored the chaotic group of people and sat quietly reading.
Shi Huaian introduced several monks from Wanglong County and another patrolman who came over. After greetings, Shi Huaian smiled and said: "We have almost all the people, please Guanzhu Zhang to assign the next step to find the witch cultivator." Task matters.”
Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Zhang was ordered to come to assist, but he doesn't dare to overstep his authority. Fellow Taoist Shi, please invite me!"
Shi Huaian laughed and stopped being polite. He discussed arranging two people in groups and arranging them according to their directions to avoid unexpected situations. They agreed to communicate with him every two hours to report the search clues and so on.
Zhang Guanzhu was specially asked to sit in the middle of Baihu Ridge and coordinate all parties. To put it bluntly, he did not dare to drive.
Let the six law enforcement guards escort the bagged corpses, broken rocks, and trophies sent by the land master back to Xiahe County for preservation. The credit for these front-end efforts will not be shared with the various monks who came from behind.
Before leaving, Song Suxing took out a letter that Dean Guo asked him to deliver to Zhang Guanzhu, and said a few polite words of congratulations. The letter from Dean Guo was nothing more than a bunch of politeness, and what "don't blame those who don't know" "Zhang Guanzhu acts too low-key" and "is too busy with secular affairs to go out." He warmly invited Zhang Guanzhu to visit the county as a guest and give advice.
Zhang Wenfeng immediately said that he would pay a visit when he had time.
The sedan chair was carried by everyone. He was not Mo Ye, so he didn't need to pay attention to the world's rules.
This moment is the same as that moment!
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