Chapter 142 141 Demon Slaughterhouse, the Deadly Town of Dongmang (Bai Meng’s additional update)
The road conditions in the countryside are extremely poor and the journey is bumpy.
The rugged roads and small roads made Zhang Guangmu feel like he had returned to primitive society.
Looking all the way, there are thick vegetation and messy rocks.
After driving for a long time, Zhang Guangmu realized how important people like Miao Zhi and Tang Hua were persuaded by Lotus Tongue when he was on the initial map.
Originally, according to Zhang Guangmu's idea, he must have spent all his wealth to buy a carriage.
Find a vicissitudes guard who looks a bit like a master, no matter what his strength is, as long as he looks powerful.
Then a scholar, a guard, and a coachman, a total of three people, rushed all the way to the capital in a light carriage.
Now……
Zhang Guangmu could only be thankful that the twenty-two guards had conscientiously stopped his attempt to commit suicide.
It's not a matter of money or not.
Zhang Guangmu doesn't care about money.
Even if you use silver ingots to make money, you won't feel heartache.
As long as the Dragon Shield balance in your account is not consumed, you can drop whatever you like.
but……
If he had really booked a carriage before setting off, looking at the strange road conditions, Zhang Guangmu estimated that half of his life would have been shaken off by now.
Even if he wasn't shaken to death, he would have to vomit at least three or five times.
If that really happens, the first time I take on the role of a plot protagonist, I will immediately overturn and lose all my image.
Traveling in a hurry is actually quite boring.
Zhang Guangmu didn't sleep all night last night. First, he killed a demon with nothing to do, and then he stayed up all night, reading and accumulating knowledge.
If it weren't for some silly little guys in the audience who often showed off their tricks and would come up with funny jokes to cheer them up, Zhang Guangmu would have probably fallen asleep while walking.
After spending most of the day, the group passed through inaccessible barren mountains, wild ridges, forests, and lakes, and finally arrived at a populated place.
This is a small town, and there is a sign at the entrance of the town.
Although the wooden sign had been exposed to wind, sun and rain, and the three words written on it were somewhat mottled and unclear, Zhang Guangmu could still barely make out the three words "Dongmang Town".
It's a small town not mentioned in the script.
"How about we spend the night repairing here and continue our journey tomorrow?"
As the leader of the escort team and a well-known ranger from all over Liufeng County, Miao Zhi still has some weight in this small team.
Everyone said they had no objections and focused their attention on Zhang Guangmu.
Originally, everyone just regarded him as a poor scholar who did not work hard and had no regard for food and grain, and regarded him as a prodigal son.
Many people in the escort team wanted to embarrass Zhang Guangmu after seeing him.
As a result, after walking all night, I still looked calm and relaxed, neither complaining of tiredness nor suffering.
Encountering some blind wild animals in the dark night, some people in the escort team were frightened and ran around in panic, but Zhang Guangmu always maintained a calm and calm attitude without any special reaction.
In the team, a small number of guards have begun to look at Zhang Guangmu with admiration and no longer regard him simply as a nerd.
It's three o'clock in the day now, which is not a good time to be on the road, but...
At this time point, you only need to take a little rest. After the sun is at its most fierce, the time from noon to evening can be used to catch up!
The reason why Miao Zhi made this decision was because of his own selfish motives.
"Our Liufeng County is not far from the capital. One night and one morning, we have already covered 30% of the way."
Having said this, Miao Zhi looked at Zhang Guangmu: "It only takes two to three days to get there!"
"Don't worry, there is definitely enough time left before Spring Festival. We have to conserve our energy!"
"Don't rush so slowly that you end up getting tired and sick."
"Besides, in the capital, the money spent for one night can be spent elsewhere for ten days!"
It seems that he is helping Zhang Guangmu analyze, but in fact he is avoiding the important issues and deliberately missing the key issues.
If you go all out, it will indeed only take two or three days.
But like now, at noon, you have to find a place to rest, and rest until the next day, which will take at least five or six days.
In fact, Miao Zhi did not want to use this money to blackmail Zhang Guangmu.
He did not take any money for this escort mission - he had already obtained the most precious thing, precious books that could be passed down to his family.
mainly……
He wanted to find a suitable opportunity to learn more from Zhang Guangmu and receive the cultural influence of scholars.
Miao Zhi's parents gave him this name to encourage him to have great ambitions.
As for what to do after setting a great ambition, my parents didn’t say anything, and the person was gone.
So Miao Zhi could only rely on himself to realize it.
The books that Zhang Guangmu gave as escort rewards are very important things.
Sometimes, even if you have money, you can't buy them. Only scholarly families can inherit them, or those children from poor families who have fallen into decline are qualified to borrow books from their classmates, copy them, and use them as family heirlooms.
So Miao Zhi cherished those books very much. He put a small part of them in his hometown, found a location that no one knew, and hid them secretly. Most of the remaining books were carried with him.
because……
According to Zhang Guangmu, these individually selected books are very suitable for getting started with young children.
Miao Zhi thinks Zhang Guangmu is a good person.
A "good guy" who has the potential to become a big shot.
If they had spent more time together on the road, Zhang Guangmu might have taught him some "know-how" of being a scholar!
"Can."
Zhang Guangmu nodded slightly, as if he didn't see through Miao Zhi's thoughts at all.
Actually...
Zhang Guangmu was thinking about a question.
He suddenly realized that this [Dongmang Town]... might have been mentioned seriously in the script.
——According to the original script, when the protagonist [Zhang Guangmu of Liufeng County], a scholar rushing to take the exam, came to this small town, all the people in this small town should have died due to the evil spirits!
In other words, [Dongmang Town] is the predecessor of [Dead Silence Town].
Zhang Guangmu calculated the time, and it happened to be from tonight to day tomorrow...
Tsk…
This operation can be called "the early bug gets eaten by the bird".
We were going very fast, but we happened to jump into the demon's slaughterhouse.
However, when ordinary people encounter this situation, they may be scared to death and immediately run for their lives, but Zhang Guangmu does not need to.
He knows that his death in the world of "Tian Xia Zhi" will not affect the real world.
Even without the Evil Suppression Pendant, he only relied on his own understanding of monsters to dare to rush in and wrestle with the monsters that were slaughtering the town.
Zhang Guangmu collected his thoughts and pointed to the luggage behind Miao Zhi with a smile: "Take out the book "The Story of Monsters", I can teach you some words."
""The Story of Monsters" is the one with the black cover. It's easy to recognize."
"Although this book is clumsy in terms of words and sentences, and it also abuses allusions and piles on rhetoric, it still has something to it."
"I will try my best to use vernacular and make up a short story that is not boring and tell it to you."
Originally, Zhang Guangmu thought that he would be attacked by demons when he was driving at night yesterday.
As a result, the trip was uneventful and nothing happened.
It seems that director Xu Qianqiu is still a person who values martial arts and has no habit of casually adding extra scenes to test the actors' subconscious.
Seeing the look of ecstasy on Miao Zhi's face, Zhang Guangmu turned his head and said to other members of the escort team: "If anyone else is interested in reading, you can come and listen later."
Only a third of them came into their own and expressed their gratitude explicitly.
Although another third of the people have no interest in reading and literacy, they admire Zhang Guangmu's courage when walking at night. They also heard that reading wisely can cultivate the "awesome spirit", which can help them seek good luck and avoid evil, and avoid evil spirits.
invade.
The guards who simply understood awe-inspiring aura as courage thought that Zhang Guangmu must be quite good at reading.
Due to the gap in Zhang Guangmu's personal image, they subconsciously became curious about this "spending scholar" and wanted to listen in to see what he could teach.
The remaining few guards who didn't care about reading or reading or Zhang Guangmu were mainly led by Tang Hua.
Seeing that Zhang Guangmu was the donor, they were driven by a herd mentality and pretended to want to listen to Zhang Guangmu's lectures.
Compared with these parties, the reaction of the little white dumplings floating in the air was stronger.
"I'll go! Brother Muzi has stayed up two nights in a row and is still here giving lessons. Are you really not sleepy at all?"
"If I were like him, I would probably have dark circles under my eyes..."
"Are you really not afraid of sudden death?"
"After all, he is the protagonist of the plot. If he didn't die at the hands of other characters, but stayed up late and tortured himself to death, that would be awesome!"
A group of twenty-three people stayed at the entrance of the town for half an hour before attracting the attention of the locals in Dongmang Town.
Before anyone could find a place to stay, the inn itself came to the door.
The accurate statement is...
The young master of You'an Inn appeared in front of everyone.
A rich-looking young man came directly to Zhang Guangmu.
In the weird world of ghosts and ghosts, Zhang Guangmu would automatically understand that the other party had a conspiracy and there must be a trap when encountering such a situation.
However……
"Dear guests, it is really a blessing to have you come and wish me well!"
Looking at the enthusiastic look of the young owner of the inn, Zhang Guangmu really didn't find any flaws.
The impression this person gave Zhang Guangmu...
Maybe he is a person who cares about appearance, but after seeing his face, he became obviously enthusiastic.
He even went so far as to be overly considerate and offered a group of people a free night's stay at his inn.
We can only tentatively understand that this is marketing based on actively soliciting customers for publicity.
After all, their group of people are obviously outsiders. At first glance, they are indeed quite impressive.
As for the other guards in the team, they didn't think much about it at all. Adhering to the idea of not taking advantage of the bastard, they all rushed into the inn.
Zhang Guangmu went up to the second floor of the inn and checked into Room No. 1 Tianzi.
Unfortunately, the sound insulation effect of this elegant apartment on the second floor, which has the sign of Tianzi No. 1 House, is not very good.
In the room, Zhang Guangmu could vaguely hear some conversations between the shopkeeper, the waiter and the young boss.
"Hey! Aren't we doing a loss-making business?"
"Are you stupid? You are a big shot. If you try to curry favor, our You'an Inn will get great benefits even if you don't even say it!"
"The boy in the lead is wearing linen clothes with patched cuffs. He looks like a poor scholar. He doesn't look like a young man. And I heard that his surname is Zhang. There doesn't seem to be any big family named Zhang in our area for dozens of miles.
People..."
"You know nothing! It's called a white dragon fish suit. It's a low-key way to travel! They just wear simple clothes, but look at their energy and appearance, they look like ordinary nerds? Which nerd can bring twenty or so people with him when he goes out?
Guard?"
"You mean... he may be the young master of the Zhang family in the capital?"
"I originally wanted to say, 'That's the truth,' but it's really pointless to say that, so I'll give you an accurate answer - this person gives me the feeling that he looks like a big shot in the capital!"
"Hiss... if we take good care of this, then our You'an Inn's signboard might be able to be driven right up to the Emperor's feet!"
"Hurry up, arrange for the kitchen to cook two special dishes, brew a pot of this year's new tea, and send it to Mr. Zhang!"
Zhang Guangmu was speechless listening to the local people's conversation.
The thinking of the brain-filling monsters is very strange.
Is this the so-called Dihua Thought?
This is the first time in Zhang Guangmu's life that he has encountered this kind of situation.
After thinking about it, I am really the protagonist of the plot in the world of "Tian Xia Zhi". It doesn't matter if the other characters I meet are a little better at self-strategy.
but……
With free housing, plus free prostitution, good food and tea, the treatment is really good.
Not long after, food and tea were served.
Zhang Guangmu also welcomed everyone who came, eating and drinking while "preparing lessons".
After quickly completing his lesson preparation, Zhang Guangmu even took a nap for two hours - about four hours.
For people who have stayed up for two consecutive nights, four hours of sleep is not enough.
Zhang Guangmu felt that as long as he wanted to sleep, he could close his eyes and immediately fall asleep, and have a wonderful sleep.
But if he really wanted to take a long nap, there was no need for the waiter to come over and wake him up before.
If he just lay in bed and slept through the night, he would probably be able to collect the bodies of everyone in the town the next day.
After washing his face, Zhang Guangmu found the guards who had signed up before and said they wanted to listen to his lectures.
In the process, he noticed something interesting.
Seemingly stimulated by the sudden arrival of foreigners, the small town's fishermen stopped paddling and fishing.
A group of police officers, led by their chief, wandered back and forth on the street.
It was as if they were specifically demonstrating against Zhang Guangmu and the group of outsiders around him.
The underlying meaning is clear - this Dongmang Town territory is guarded, don't cause trouble!
After completing the "lesson preparation" work, Zhang Guangmu went to Miao Zhi to exchange the textbook, and taught him about ten words, and asked him to dip his fingers or small branches in water and practice on the table.
Miao Zhi was a smart man and quickly learned to draw inferences from one instance to another. He found a pile of sand and threw it into a wooden plate to practice writing.
He learned quickly and praised Zhang Guangmu as a good gentleman.
Actually...
All citizens of the empire have received compulsory education and are literate themselves. Even if they are blocked from real memory and enter this world, some instincts deeply imprinted in the deepest subconscious will not be forgotten.
Eating, drinking, walking and running, even the swordsmanship, boxing skills, and spear skills that you practice hard every day are all engraved in your instincts, and writing is no exception.
Otherwise, everyone would be illiterate in the subconscious movie world!
During this teaching process, few of the other people who came to listen to the class were as willing to study as Miao Zhi. Most of them were only interested in the demon stories told by Zhang Guangmu.
Zhang Guangmu doesn’t even need to make up stories by himself. The world view of the movie “The World Knows” is already well-detailed. He just needs to choose a suitable book and find two or three short stories to tell everyone.
Educational and entertaining can attract a lot of praise.
Obviously, people were more interested in life-threatening stories about demons, so Zhang Guangmu told them one after another.
The audience with the little white ball floating in the air also expressed their interest in the story told by Zhang Guangmu.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The sounds of children playing, dogs barking and vendors shouting gradually faded away.
The sky darkened, night fell over the land, and watchmen took to the streets.
The night is already deep.
The storyteller Zhang Guangmu's voice was full of emotion, and he told the story of demons with full emotion and cadence, and the audience was very interested.
Suddenly, several spectators who were transformed into little white balls let out a cry of surprise.
"I'll do it! Muzai, run away!"
"There's a monster!"
"Many people died in this town in an instant!"
In the air, a faint smell of blood gradually spread.
The little white ball conveyed important information.
Zhang Guangmu's expression remained unchanged.
The more times like this come, the more important it is to remain calm and not to act abnormally at will.
Even if you die in the movie world, it is ten times better than revealing that you can hear the audience.
With the dual self-control of [Imperial Training Technique] and [Acting Skills], Zhang Guangmu just followed the original rhythm and maintained his emotions to tell the last short story.
Only then did he slowly stretch out and look at the strange bright moon in the sky outside the window.
Zhang Guangmu's nose twitched slightly, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly reached out his hand and slammed the red porcelain teapot onto the table.
Snapped!
Tea splashed everywhere.
So things like place names can indeed be switched at any time...
