Zhang Wenfeng stared at a yellowed file with a blank expression. He read just a few lines for a long time.
After a while, he closed the file and handed it back to the village elder who was sitting across from him with a smile on his face. Zhang Wenfeng said: "Please send someone who is familiar with Qianyanshan Village to come with me to handle the matter."
"Yes, yes, sir, please wait a moment."
Xiangqi quickly stood up and whispered a few instructions to a man in his thirties who was guarding outside the door.
Before leaving the town office, Zhang Wenfeng said casually: "Don't let anyone know about this. Anyone who knows should keep their mouths shut."
"I understand, I understand. Please don't worry, sir. Not even a word will be spread."
The village elder bowed down, watched the unknown adult go away, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, there were many adults, so he didn't blame him. Alas, it's hard for people like them below to do things.
It took us half an hour to reach Qianyan Mountain Village after winding through the mountain roads and trails in Daozaki District.
After receiving the instructions, You You walked to the village and went to find the village chief and Li Zheng to find out what happened to Shang Baoxi's daughter-in-law who died of illness twelve years ago. When dealing with mountain people, the young and powerful You You was very experienced and guaranteed to be able to Dig out the truth from the old fox's mouth.
As for whether Shang Baoxi's family is in trouble, it's none of his business.
Zhang Wenfeng did not go to the closed mountain village. He walked into the forest and stood behind a big tree. He disappeared without a trace. Since he met his sister's reincarnated soul in the vast sea of people, how could he feel at ease if he didn't do something? ?
The sun is setting, and there are birds and smoke rising in the village.
Cocks and dogs heard each other, and the sound of a woman calling for a child to go home could be heard from one end of the village to the other.
Zhang Wenfeng silently listened to the chatter between Youyou and the village chief. They talked around, mixed with threats, and other lower-class methods of doing things, and slowly he got the idea.
A cliché story about an evil mother-in-law who oppresses and abuses her daughter-in-law, and the family is so cruel that no one in the village can stand it.
In the middle of winter, my daughter-in-law, who was as skinny as a stick after working hard for five years, dragged her frail and sick body up the mountain to cut firewood. The icy road rolled steeply down the hillside, and she died silently, lighter than firewood.
It had been dark for a long time, so Youyou carefully wiped the oil and water from the corners of his mouth and returned to the trail outside the village.
Zhang Wenfeng did not let You You repeat the tragic story again. He took out ten taels of silver notes and said "Thank you" to You You. He sent You You, who was rubbing his hands but didn't dare, to take the silver notes and return to the village to stay overnight.
"Don't worry, adults. They don't dare to say nonsense. I'm sorry, please leave!"
You You took the banknote and felt awe-struck.
This gentleman had great supernatural powers and listened to all the conversations he had with the village chief and Li Zheng.
The scene of him and the village chief wandering around that lonely grave was seen by the adults. Fortunately, he didn't cheat or complain behind his back. He would have to give the two old guys a good beating when he got back. If he didn't want to cause trouble, he should keep his mouth shut. Tight.
Zhang Wenfeng walked up the back hill and stayed for a while in front of a solitary grave that was almost flattened by weeds.
After death, he has been reincarnated, and there is no anger or sadness in his heart. He only feels pity for his sister who passed away in misery in the world in her previous life.
Leaving behind a sigh, he flew up, and when he fell down again, he arrived at a dilapidated stone-walled courtyard in the village. He walked slowly. There was no oil lamp in the house, and he occasionally coughed twice.
Walking to the east kitchen, Zhang Wenfeng stepped on the door with a cold expression, making a shallow depression on the ground at the door.
This kick is retribution for that evil mother-in-law. From now on, she will be plagued by all kinds of bad diseases, and her life will be worse than death.
Some Maoshan tricks he learned in his previous life, plus his ability to "see Qi" with his spiritual eyes, may not work well for good ones, but there will definitely be no problem for bad ones.
Walking to the firewood gate, he scratched a horizontal line on the ground with his feet to cut off the family's already meager wealth.
You are poor and sick, so take your time.
He shouldered the evil karma he had committed on his own initiative, and he had no regrets even if it was a loss.
The cheerful voice of "Brother, brother" seems to be echoing in my ears. It is a distant memory.
He jumped into the air and headed northwest.
Early the next morning, Zhang Wenfeng appeared near Baihu Ridge, which was shrouded by the formation. He looked at the lush mountains in the distance and said with a smile: "Lu Xin'er, Lu Chan'er, you can't hide yet, can you? Open the door quickly."
Some formation ripples appeared in the air.
Several little charms appeared, including Green Chan'er and Hua Fenglan in a pink skirt. They danced gracefully to welcome the visitor, shouting: "Master, it's not a coincidence that you came. My sister came back a few days ago and went into retreat. "
"Oh, then I won't go in."
"That's not possible...Master, you are teasing me again."
Lu Chan'er fell on the shoulder of the viewer and said with a smile: "I have been waiting for you to come for a long time. Baihuling has changed a lot now. All the dead places have been resurrected. Except for the place, it is a little smaller, but it is enough. It has a radius of more than thirty miles. , if we spend more time, we can take care of another grassy ridge."
The little fairy invited the viewer into the territory and flew up the mountain.
Tu Kun helped them arrange the mountain gate formation in this area, and they added many water and wood formations.
It took almost three years to use the secret method of vegetation to turn this barren mountain into half a blessed land.
I walked around Baihuling where the wood energy was active and the spirit energy was abundant. I looked around and saw green jade and flowers. There were cute and exquisite little spirits flying around me. I heard the clear singing, and Zhang Wenfeng felt a little gloomy in his heart. The smoke cleared.
"I'm going to take a look at that elm tree. It's so tall."
Zhang Wenfeng fell to the west hillside, where there were more than a dozen elm trees of various sizes. The tallest one among them turned its green leaves and made a "swishing" sound of leaves shaking towards humans.
"So spiritual?"
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and cast the "Nourishing Vitality Spell", releasing green mist, allowing the elm trees to enjoy the vitality and nourishment of wood energy.
After staying in Baihuling for a short time, he asked Hua Fenglan and another Green Zhinang Jingmei to accompany him to the Fairy Temple as guests.
Lu Chan'er couldn't leave and wanted to protect her sister.
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In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten days since Wei Jingjie, five people and one donkey arrived in Dingxi City. They had already changed out of their Taoist robes and put on neat and elegant clothes that could not reveal their identities.
Shi Nanguan and Tie Jinlin went out almost every day, wandering around teahouses and restaurants, listening to gossip.
Wei Jingjie occasionally went out with Yan Jing and Shang Qingyun to get familiar with the situation here.
There are many Taoist monks in the border towns who have fallen into disgrace, and their inheritance is incomplete. They are not taken seriously when seeking employment in the local Taoist branch. After hearing the news, they call on their friends to come and seek a living. After several years of baptism on the battlefield, they have not left, and they are still alive. Most of them advanced to the gradually declining realm and became cultivators who didn't want to go back.
In recent years, all major sects have sent disciples to come here for training.
The border town has become a mixed place.
After a while, Yan Jing and Shang Qingyun were able to go out alone. Their cultivation was sufficient, and they had plenty of talismans and protective weapons. As long as they were thick-skinned enough, they dared to scold them in person, or ignore the gossip. It's not a big deal actually.
After all, it is a border town, with patrolling monks and rules to control it, so no big moves are allowed.
On this day, while Yan Jing was practicing in Shang Qingyun, she said hello to the captain and said that she had some personal items that she needed to buy. She went out alone, put on a mask and walked towards the east of the city.
Dingxi City is about seven or eight miles long and wide. There are all kinds of shops and it is lively during the day and night.
Walking into a teahouse on the main street, Yan Jing* hadn't even ordered tea yet. A handsome young man in a white robe came up with a smile, called out "Junior Sister Yan, long time no see", sat down at the empty seat opposite, and waved. A nice pot of tea, man.
Yan Jing looked a little unnatural and asked in a low voice: "Gu... Fellow Taoist Gu, why are you looking for me alone?"
What she saw was Gu Chaowen, who had been away from Xianling Temple for more than four years and looked very talented.
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