One day, Zhang Heng was meditating on the mountain when he heard the sound of whips beating animals in the distance.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a carriage driving in the distance, and it was coming this way.
"strangeness!"
Zhang Heng's eyes were filled with scrutiny.
He has been on Plague Mountain for several months and has never seen anyone come here.
On the one hand, it's inaccessible, but on the other hand, Plague Mountain doesn't have a good reputation.
"Taoist Priest!"
The carriage arrived at the foot of the mountain, and a middle-aged man wearing a leather hat ran up the mountain anxiously.
At first, Zhang Heng only thought that the person coming was somewhat familiar.
When he got closer, Zhang Heng remembered who it was and said in surprise: "Are you the owner of the Liusha Town Inn?
"Taoist priest has a good memory, it's me."
The innkeeper breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Heng recognized him.
Zhang Heng felt very strange and asked: "Why are you here?"
The innkeeper said with a mournful face: "Master Wuxin told me before he came down from the mountain that I shouldn't have bothered you about your cultivation in Plague Mountain. But when something happened in the town, I didn't know what to do."
When Zhang Heng heard this, his face became serious: "Tell me slowly, what happened."
soon.
With the innkeeper's narration, Zhang Heng figured out the whole story.
The cause was a group of scoundrels who got the news from nowhere that there was a general's tomb in the mountains near Liusha Town, and buried inside was a Qing Dynasty general who died of illness here in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.
There is no way of knowing whether the news is true or false.
Anyway, a few rogues believed it, and a group of three or five people went into the mountain, and never came back.
It wasn't until yesterday that some rogue family members went into the mountains to look for it and found a robbery cave on Beiwang Mountain.
This bandit cave leads directly into the heart of the mountain. There is a faint roar coming from inside, and it sounds like something is wrong.
"The roar in the cave!"
Zhang Heng frowned slightly and whispered: "Did we encounter a zombie?"
The innkeeper replied tremblingly: "We don't know. The accompanying goddess went in to take a look. Not long after, we heard a scream, and then there was no movement."
"We didn't dare to explore further, so we could only block the entrance of the cave with stones. When we went back and thought about it, we thought of you. You must be a very capable person after traveling all over the country."
Zhang Heng did not answer this, but just thought: "Even the goddess has gone in. According to what you said, she must be a zombie. Fortunately, you didn't go in again, otherwise it would be all in vain as many people went in."
"Taoist Master."
The shopkeeper looked confused: "To be honest, one of these scoundrels is my useless nephew. I am the only male in the Liu family. Please be kind and come with me to go down the mountain. How much will it cost?"
Everyone is willing to give."
Hear the sound.
Zhang Heng fell into thinking.
He is not very afraid of zombies because zombies are tangible things, unlike ghosts which are intangible.
Tangible things must be overcome by physics. In fact, there is no need for him to go down the mountain. These people can just find some explosives and blow up the grave pit.
Just considering that everyone is afraid of the unexpected, Zhang Heng thought for a while and said: "If you had come earlier, I might not follow you down the mountain. At most, I would give you a way to get rid of you."
After saying that, he added: "You came at a very good time."
Earlier, the paper ghost did not recover, and Zhang Heng had one less trump card.
As the saying goes, silence is worse than movement. In the absence of trump cards, it may be difficult to get him to go down the mountain.
Today is different from the past.
The paper ghost recovered, and Zhang Heng's confidence became stronger.
In addition, since we are dealing with zombies, we are confident that we can go down the mountain and do some activities.
After all, there is a paper ghost here, and the casual black zombie can't do anything to him. Unless he encounters the kind of old man Ren who has sucked the blood of his closest relatives, or the royal zombies escorted by Uncle Qianhe, he can handle it.
"Taoist Master, let's go down the mountain now."
Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't refuse, Shopkeeper Liu became energetic.
"No rush, no rush."
Although Zhang Heng is not afraid of zombies and thinks he has the means to deal with them, he will not take them lightly: "You go to the carriage and wait for me first. I have to prepare one or two things. I can't be careless."
"Thank you, Taoist priest."
Shopkeeper Liu turned his head three times and walked down the mountain.
Half an hour later.
Zhang Heng came down carrying two large boxes.
These two large boxes, each about the size of a large suitcase, look quite heavy.
Seeing what he had in his hand, Shopkeeper Liu couldn't help but ask: "Taoist Priest, what's in this?"
"You think I'm going to have a drink with you. If I don't make more preparations, what will happen if the meat bun beats the dog?"
Zhang Heng has a trump card.
But he is not someone who just relies on his trump card and does whatever he wants, so he certainly needs to be well prepared.
It is not even an exaggeration to say that with his two boxes, it is not necessarily necessary for the paper ghost to take action.
"Taoist Master, please come inside the car, please come inside the car."
Shopkeeper Liu nodded and bowed his head.
Zhang Heng didn't care about it. He went to the carriage and touched the heater on the carriage. It was okay and warm.
Crunch, crunch...
Because of the heavy snow that just fell a few days ago, the road is not very easy to walk.
It wasn't until the afternoon that the carriage returned to Liusha Town and stopped at the door of Shopkeeper Liu's restaurant.
"father."
As soon as the carriage arrived, a young girl was welcomed into the restaurant.
She is wearing a white fox fur fur and has a mole on the corner of her eye, which looks very much like Guo Xiang in the Ancient Principal version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
"This is my daughter Liu Qi. She used to study outside. Now there is some unrest in the education sector, so I called her back."
Shopkeeper Liu introduced the girl to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng nodded slightly.
He has seen a lot of beautiful girls. I think back then, he was also a VIP in the domestic area and had seen big scenes.
He has seen so many innocent school beauties, beautiful teachers, and quiet nurses that he is now face blind and cannot tell who is beautiful.
"Taoist Master, when shall we set off?"
Shopkeeper Liu was extremely anxious.
"I'm afraid I can't do it today."
Zhang Heng looked at the sun above his head, and then at the pocket watch in his pocket: "It's about two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's winter again. It gets dark very early, and it gets dark at five or six o'clock in the north."
"Go now. We can only get there after dark. That thing can be very dangerous at night. The risk factor is too high."
Zhang Heng put away his pocket watch and asked again: "How many days have those people been missing? Is it two days or three days?"
Shopkeeper Liu replied: "We discovered something was wrong yesterday. Including the time to enter the mountain, it was about three days ago."
"Three days?"
"A little more and we'll count four days."
Zhang Heng was calculating in his mind and whispered: "A person can live for three days without drinking water, and seven days without eating. Since they went into the mountain to rob tombs, it is impossible not to bring water and food. If they died, they would have died a few days ago."
It's time to die. If you don't die, it won't be a big problem if you survive for one more day."
Shopkeeper Liu was stunned when he heard this: "Taoist Priest, this is impossible."
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows: "I'm not ignoring death, but I want to act safely."
"Instead of taking you there now, finding a robber's cave on the mountain, and then coming back when it gets dark, it's better not to go there today, get up at five o'clock tomorrow, and go to the bottom of the mountain at dawn, save people alive, and save time after they die.
Save effort."
"This this..."
Shopkeeper Liu was speechless for a moment and was too anxious to speak.
When Liu Qi saw it, she couldn't help but pull shopkeeper Liu's arm and complained in a low voice: "Dad, I advised you not to invite Taoist priests before. What kind of era is it now? You must believe in science."
"If you ask me, my cousin may have gone down to the cemetery and suffocated due to lack of oxygen, or they encountered a trap and were trapped. They are waiting for our rescue. Why not wait for next year?"
Zhang Heng remained silent.
If shopkeeper Liu doesn't agree, he will turn around and leave. These people should hire someone else.
After all, he was not afraid of zombies, but he had never looked down upon them either.
Anyone who has such an idea to catch zombies at night must be awake. Zhang Heng will not mess around with this kind of thing.
"Taoist Priest, I listen to you, tomorrow will be tomorrow."
Shopkeeper Liu looked at Zhang Heng and then at his daughter. After all, he didn't listen to his daughter.
After all, although Zhang Heng said it bluntly, if you think about it carefully, his worries may not be unreasonable.
According to ancient legends, dirty things will be very vicious at night.
Go now and arrive at night. What should you do if you encounter danger? You must know that they are exploring ancient tombs, not brothels.