There is an ancient saying: It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones.
Although Zhang Heng was strong and strong, he had to take care of himself for a full month before he was fully recovered.
"The gap is a bit big!"
"Sure enough, no matter how good something is, it still depends on who will use it. That Jade Pure Talisman is a waste for me."
Thinking of the jade talisman shot down by Yue Qiluo with tea, Zhang Heng felt heartbroken.
That is a good thing, it is the secret of Qingyun Temple that has not been passed down. Even Qingyun Temple itself has not been able to draw it for more than a hundred years.
It's a pity that the gap between him and Yue Qiluo is really too big, and it's far beyond what one or two magic weapons and one or two talismans can reverse.
Especially the last palm, which hit him from three to four meters away, almost killed him.
This was the result of Yue Qiluo not wanting to kill him directly and holding back her hand. Otherwise, she would have killed him with one palm.
"The worst thing is you."
Zhang Heng took out the paper ghost and held it in his hand for a moment to examine it: "What did the old witch do to you? Did she beat you to death? Why are you unresponsive like an ordinary paper ghost?"
Paper Ghost Paper Ghost, its real body is Chu Meiren, but it has transformed into a paper figure.
During the fight, I don't know what kind of magic Yue Qiluo used. The paper man was destroyed in a flash of red light. It has not recovered yet. Even if Zhang Heng called it, it didn't respond at all.
Is he dead?
Zhang Heng held the paper ghost in his hand and shook it.
It shouldn't be, the paper ghost has a spiritual connection with him. If he was beaten to death, he should feel it.
He didn't sense the death of the paper ghost and couldn't contact it. It was more like he had been severely injured and fell into a deep sleep.
"By the way, it may have something to do with this world."
Zhang Heng looked to the sky.
The real world he lives in is a scientific world where Taoism and Dharma do not exist.
Here, he can't even feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which means that there is no living space for Taoism and Taoism.
The essence of paper ghost is ghost.
Taoism has been banned, so it makes sense that the paper ghost would be suppressed and fall into a deep sleep.
"The End of Dharma!"
Zhang Heng withdrew his gaze, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "In the world of the supernatural Republic of China, I am no match for Yue Qiluo. If I bring her here..."
In the real world, all magic is banned. No matter how powerful Yue Qiluo is, it is impossible to use magic in this world.
By then, she will be just like her appearance, a little lolita of fifteen or sixteen years old, and she won't be able to be rounded or flattened by him.
wrong...
Zhang Heng stopped thinking again.
Although the idea is good, it is difficult to implement.
Yue Qiluo is not a puppet on strings, so how can he do what he wants? What if he is slapped to death with one palm.
"Don't be reckless, you have to think long term!"
Zhang Heng withdrew his mind and said: "Blessings will be born, the Infinite Heavenly Lord."
Republic of China.
After not seeing each other for a month, when I came back, the outside world was already covered with snow, and it was January 1920.
Zhang Heng was walking on the streets of Tianjing carrying a bamboo box on his back.
When I was very far away, I heard someone in front of me talking: "They are all students who are doing evil. Isn't it too tragic to be shot?"
"Who says it's not the case, but this time we are serious about it. The commander-in-chief of Tianjing has ordered that several student representatives who protested and marched should be shot. No one can persuade them."
"If you ask me, the fuss has gone too far. The clay figurine is still very angry, let alone the commander-in-chief."
Rumble...
Several military vehicles passed by on the street.
Zhang Heng looked towards the car and saw that the two girls he had met several times on the train had now become prisoners and were being taken to the execution ground together with other student representatives.
"preparation!"
"put..."
Bang bang bang...
With the sound of gunfire, several student representatives fell into a pool of blood.
Zhang Heng stood behind the crowd, looking at the people who rushed forward to grab the human blood steamed buns, and whispered: "Forerunner, you will not regret it later?"
"Taoist Priest, do you know them?"
Hearing Zhang Heng's muttering to himself, a young man in his twenties dressed as a wandering monk asked.
Zhang Heng glanced at You Monk, nodded first, then shook his head: "I know him, but I don't know him either."
"Taoist Priest, your words are so mysterious!"
The wandering monk clasped his hands together and said, "Young monk has no intention, dare to ask the sermon's name?"
"Maoshan, Zhang Heng."
Zhang Heng bowed his head, and then looked at the few Taoist priests who came on stage to scatter paper money and requiem the deceased, and then said: "I came from Yangcheng, and I traveled with these two people on the train."
After saying that, Zhang Heng stepped out of the crowd and asked the young Taoist priests in the field: "Where are you Taoist priests?"
"Senior brother, we are Taoist priests from Qingyun Temple."
The little Taoist priest replied.
Zhang Heng nodded silently, Qingyun Temple is the largest Taoist temple in Tianjing and has a long-standing reputation.
The commander-in-chief of Tianjing invites Taoist priests to redeem the souls of the dead. Of course, the first choice is Qingyun Temple. The commander-in-chief of Tianjing cannot go to Yanjing to find Baiyun Temple.
"My surname is Zhang and my given name is Heng. I come from Maoshan. I am an old friend of your master, Qingyun Temple."
Zhang Heng first called out his identity to the little Taoist priest, and then said: "These two girls and I are old acquaintances. After they are cremated, please give their ashes to me. I will take them back to my hometown and bury them alive."
"Brother, this is against the rules."
The little Taoist priest looked troubled.
"What rules?"
Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "Do you have to go to Qingyun Temple and let Chuchenzi come and talk to you?"
"Don't dare, don't dare."
The little Taoist priest thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "We will just follow your senior brother's instructions."
Zhang Heng stopped talking.
I watched several people perform rituals, take the body to the crematorium and burn it, and then put the burned ashes into a porcelain altar.
After doing everything well, the little Taoist priest handed the two porcelain altars to Zhang Heng: "Brother, the ashes are already here."
Zhang Heng nodded silently.
Then he put the two ashes in the bamboo box, sealed the mouth of the altar with two talismans, and murmured: "The spiritual talisman illuminates the path to death, and the divine curse opens the gate of hell... Two laymen,
Don't worry about reincarnation, I will take your ashes with me when I return to Yangcheng, and I won't let you live in a foreign land."
Zhang Heng finished speaking.
There was another ultrasonic sound behind me.
"Amitabha, the Supreme Medical King, with his majestic golden form, is a boat sailing on the sea of suffering."
Zhang Heng looked back.
I saw that the wandering monk had followed him at some point and was chanting sutras with his head down.
"The Bodhisattva's name is Yuantong. He was born in the Seven Treasures Forest. He has a wonderful true face with thousands of hands and eyes. He sits in the Putuo Palace. The willow branches are sprinkled with nectar. The Dharma Realm is diffused. Thousands of waves show his supernatural power. The light descends into the dojo..."
"Master is interested."
Zhang Heng bowed his head and said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord."
"Infinite Life Buddha."
Monk Wuxin returned the gift, and then said: "I see that the Taoist Master and the two of them are acquaintances. Why didn't you help them just now?"
"Save, how to save?"
Zhang Heng sighed: "Set up a flag to uphold justice for heaven and follow the example of the heroes in the forest to rob the law field?"
After speaking, he shook his head.
"The two of us are just acquaintances, and our relationship has not reached that level yet. Furthermore, this is their choice. Seeking kindness will lead to kindness. I will be the only spectator to judge."