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Chapter 210: The thinnest is the heart

Leave Laowa.

As Zhang Heng walked to Cui's house, he was thinking about how to explain to Fu Qingfeng.

He was the one who brought the person out, but now the father has come out and brought the husband in. He is in and out, but it seems that he has not made any money.

"Brother Zhang, where is Hongjian?"

Seeing Zhang Heng coming back on his own, Fu Qingfeng hurriedly came out to greet him.

"Go to the living room and talk."

Zhang Heng walked into the living room, sat down without waiting for Fu Qingfeng's greeting, and said: "I used magic to turn Hongjian into the image of your father. Now he stays in the prison to replace your father.

Your father has come out, but he still has important things to do and cannot come back for the time being."

"this..."

Fu Qingfeng looked in a daze, thinking that her husband had jailed his father and replaced him. He didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment: "Who came up with such a wonderful idea?"

Well...

Zhang Heng was speechless for a moment. This idea was Cui Hongjian's own idea and had nothing to do with him.

However, in order to reassure Fu Qingfeng, Zhang Heng still said: "After all, your father is getting older and can't stand it in prison. Hongjun is still a young man after all. He is just in prison. It's not a big deal. I'll look back and wait for the right time. I will naturally take care of him."

It won't take long for him to rescue him."

Hearing such a statement, Fu Qingfeng felt a little at ease.

Even though he didn't see his father, he still couldn't help but ask: "Brother, where is my father? What kind of big event prevented him from even having time to go home?"

Zhang Heng did not answer this and said vaguely: "This matter is important, I can't say more to you. You just need to know that Cui Hongjian is fine and your father is fine too. If nothing else happens, your father will definitely come back tomorrow."

, if there are more, you can ask him, if he is willing to tell you, he will naturally explain it to you."

"That's it."

Fu Qingfeng was a little at a loss.

She didn't know much about Zhang Heng. She only knew that Brother Zhang had saved her husband's life and was her husband's best friend in his hometown. He was very capable and her husband was very convinced of him.

But what kind of person Zhang Heng is, she has never been in contact with him, so she can't tell him anything. She would be lying if she said she wasn't panicked.

But before the questioning could continue, someone else ran in in a panic: "Senior sister, it's not good. Senior brother and the others were drinking in a restaurant and had an argument with someone. As a result, they suddenly fell to the ground and then fell unconscious."

"how so?"

Fu Qingfeng was shocked.

The visitor hesitated and said: "The senior brothers were drinking in a restaurant. After drinking a few more drinks, they boasted about their heroic deeds. At that time, a Taoist priest was sitting at the next table. After listening to a few words, he started talking to the other senior brothers.

They said: Although what you did is a good thing, if you use it as a conversation piece after drinking, you are not a real hero.

The senior brothers were very dissatisfied, so instead of arguing and talking too much, the Taoist waved his sleeves, and then the senior brothers fell into a coma and even splashed water on their faces without any reaction."

heard these words.

Zhang Heng and Fu Qingfeng said: "That Taoist doesn't mean any harm. You can take me to see what's going on."

The younger brother hurriedly led the way.

The three of them left the courtyard and came to the inn at West Street Entrance.

When he went in, he saw seven people lying in the hall, one of them was the strong man who had been driven away by him.

Huha!

Huha!!

Zhang Heng took a closer look and saw that several people were sound asleep.

The restaurant owner led his waiters and stood aside with buckets. When he saw Zhang Heng and others approaching, he quickly said: "These people must have some disease. No matter whether they are splashed with water or given an injection, they can't wake up."

"It's a nightmare technique."

Zhang Heng only took one look at it and told the waiter: "Go pick up a big rooster."

After a while, the rooster came over.

Zhang Heng asked the waiter to imitate the crow of a rooster. After crowing twice, the rooster also began to crow.

As soon as the rooster crowed, several people lying on the ground twitched and woke up one after another.

"Junior sister, why are you here?"

The strong man woke up and looked at the people around him with confusion: "What are you doing around me? Hey, why is there so much water on me? Who poured water on me?"

Fu Qingfeng said angrily: "You argued with the Taoist and fell under his spell. Fortunately, I invited Brother Zhang, otherwise you wouldn't know when you would wake up."

The waiter next to you also quickly said: "Suddenly you fell to the ground stiff and stiff. You can't wake up after being splashed with water or pricked by needles. I brought the big rooster. You won't wake up until the big rooster crows."

After being told this, the strong man came back to his senses and suddenly said: "I just had a dream. I dreamed that I led a group of juniors to a Taoist temple to learn skills. The Taoist priest was so disgusting that he made us dive into the water to chop firewood, meditate and chant sutras every day.

We have been doing this for half a month and they still won’t let us go down the mountain.”

Hearing this, someone else spoke up and said, "I dreamed about it too. We also learned a scripture from a Taoist priest. One of the sentences goes like this: A superior man has no quarrels; a low man is contentious; superior virtues are not virtuous; inferior virtues are clinging to them."

Virtue, those who are persistent are not called moral..."

Another person said: "I also learned this sutra, but because I couldn't recite it, the Taoist priest hit me with a ruler, which hurt me."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and the ring mark on them was clearly visible, as if he had just been beaten.

"Time in dreams is much slower than reality."

"That Taoist priest is a master at controlling dreams. You have spent fifteen days in a dream, but the reality is only a moment."

Zhang Heng paused slightly: "If I hadn't taken action, I'm afraid you would have slept for a whole day and a night, and you wouldn't wake up until the next day, but more than three years have passed in your dream."

legend.

Ancestor Chen Tuan was a sleeping immortal and had the art of reincarnation in dreams.

Every time you sleep and dream, you can experience reincarnation.

In reincarnation, they may be immortals, ordinary people, insects, birds, or animals, and so on.

In the end, he slept for eight years, lasted for three thousand days, and ascended to heaven after three thousand lifetimes, enjoying the golden immortal fruit, named Fuyaozi.

Of course, the Taoist who took action in the restaurant definitely did not have the Taoism of Patriarch Chen Tuan.

He just lured people into dreams, used the difference between the speed of time in dreams and reality to show the way, and passed on a Sutra of Chang Qing Jing said by Taishang Laojun to everyone.

"I remember that the world was dim and dark, and I was listening to the Taoist preaching in front of the Taoist temple."

"While listening, suddenly there was a crowing of cocks, and the sun was shining down. The Taoist said: 'Someone broke my spell,' and then it turned into a dream and disappeared. When I woke up, I was here."

This man told Zhang Heng what happened, with regret in his eyes.

Because in his mind, if Zhang Heng didn't break the Taoist's spell, he could stay in the dream and learn more.

If it were a dream for three to five years, it would be impossible to enter Taoism through martial arts and live freely in the world.

"Don't have any illusions."

Faced with the expressions of regret and complaint on the faces of several people, Zhang Heng knew what they were thinking and said: "Although the method of entering a dream is good, it consumes a lot of energy. If you dream for three to five years, you will definitely lose both your energy and blood, and you will look like an old man."

, I’m not sure whether it’s a calamity or a fate.”

"And no one can guarantee whether that person is well-intentioned or malicious."

"If you have been in a dream for ten years and your energy and blood have dried up, it wouldn't be unusual to turn into a mummy."

"If you really have this heart, know what the Taoist looks like, and saw the mountain gate where the Taoist is in your dream, just go back and look for it."

"Now, let's be more responsible. You must know that there are times in life that must be there, and there are no times in life. Don't force it. If you don't have this fate, you can't do anything."

Hear these words.

Everyone, either willingly or unwillingly, clasped their fists and left.

Zhang Heng's face was expressionless.

He didn't know the Taoist's character and the purpose of using the nightmare technique. Of course, he was to wake everyone up immediately.

If everyone thinks he did something wrong and blames him for not waking them up, then just leave it like that. Zhang Heng will not refute it, because this is how people's hearts are, and he sees it very clearly.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._


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