There is a special place in Changchun Prefecture called Gongshu Village. The village is small and has only about a hundred houses. It is filled with various traps and is extremely dangerous.
Gongshu Village was founded by Mangekong Tong Wanhua. He also built and laid out all the agencies and ambush in the village. The purpose was to deal with enemies and create a quiet and comfortable working environment.
Now it seems that his goal has been achieved.
Very few people dare to break into Gongshu Village. Even if the Eighth Heavenly Warriors forcefully break into this village, they will never return.
As for ordinary people, they are even more afraid to approach this village, which makes this village stand alone in the wilderness, looking quiet and like a dead village.
A few hundred meters away from Gongshu Village, there are some sparsely populated areas, and some inns and shops have been built. It is undoubtedly dangerous to do business next to Gongshu Village. But these shopkeepers earn this dangerous money. On the one hand, they
Provide necessary materials for Gongshu Village, and entertain guests visiting Gongshu Village.
The relationship between Gongshu Village and the surrounding shops is like a crocodile and a toothpick bird. The former is very dangerous, but it cannot do without the help of a weak existence like the latter.
Today, this special place welcomes a group of special guests.
This group of people were wearing Tai Chi Taoist robes, with black and white double-tasseled swords hanging on their backs. They were Jiang Yong and others who had had brief contact with Zhao Zheng a few days ago. They came here on horseback and did not approach easily. Instead, they approached from a distance.
Wait and see. Gongshu Village has a reputation for being dangerous, so even they have to be careful.
The brothers and sisters who were still chattering just now became quiet as soon as they arrived here. There seems to be a special pressure in this place that can make people breathless.
"Am I dazzled? There seems to be a corpse hanging at the entrance of the village, and it is also wearing a Taoist robe." Jiang Ming frowned. He was also wearing a Taoist robe. Of course he would feel uncomfortable when he suddenly saw a corpse wearing a Taoist robe.
"You are not dazzled, that is a corpse, and it is an extraordinary corpse. His nickname is 'Yin Yang Taoist', his name is Pan Xiong, he is good at using 'Yin Yang Palm'. He has reached the eighth level of heaven during his lifetime. This
Pan Xiong once asked Tong Wanhua to make a hidden weapon, but Tong Wanhua rejected him and even refused to let him enter Gongshu Village. Pan Xiong became so angry that he forced his way into Gongshu Village, but was ambushed and killed by the village authorities.
After that, Tong Wanhua hung Pan Xiong's body at the entrance of the village in order to serve as a warning. It has been hanging there to this day," Jiang Yong said in a deep voice.
"Taoist Yin Yang, I seem to have some impression. Which Taoist temple did he become a monk in?"
"He studied under the Five Pecks of Rice Cult, one of the Three Pure Ones."
"Oh, it turns out that he was a disciple of this hodgepodge sect. No wonder no one avenged him after his death." Jiang Ming heard this with contempt in his eyes.
Among the Three Purities, one is the Quanzhen Sect, the second is the Wudang Sect, and the third is the Five Dou Rice Sect. The first two are both well-known and righteous sects, but the third Five Dou Rice Sect is not. This sect has various reasons.
, split into many factions and became a mess.
There are many good and bad people within the Five Pecks of Rice Sect. There are good people and bad people. It can no longer be defined as a decent or evil sect. It has a somewhat neutral meaning.
Yin Yang Taoist is a disciple of one of the factions within the Five Dou Rice Sect. People from this faction will want to avenge him, while people from other factions will not care about his life or death. This is very different from the other two sects in the Sanqing Dynasty.
If a member of the Quanzhen Sect or the Wudang Sect is killed, no matter who the dead person is, the sect will do its best to investigate and seek justice.
"Okay, let's find an inn to stay in first, and then let the inn set up a bridge to find a way to contact the senior Tong Wanhua." Jiang Yong ordered in a deep voice.
The members of the Wudang Sect responded with a bang, and a group of people rode horses and ran toward the nearby sparse buildings, leaving a row of deep horse hoof prints on the ground.
Tong Wanhua was well-known and had a bad temper. She never met guests casually. If you wanted to visit him, you had to first notify the nearby shopkeepers. Only with his permission could you approach Gongshu Village.
The Wudang Clan group found an inn, stayed there, and had a simple meal.
During the dinner, Jiang Yong called the innkeeper in front of him, stuffed a little money, expressed his intention to visit Tong Wanhua, and informed his identity. There were not many people in their group, but they represented a huge group of people.
The Wudang Clan has a very big reputation.
The shopkeeper took the money to do things, and didn't care who came or what Tong Wanhua was doing. He was only responsible for delivering news and letters. He took the money and sent the waiter to pass the news to Gongshu Village.
The waiter came and went in a hurry, and soon brought a reply from Gongshu Village, informing Jiang Yong and others to stay in the store and wait for the summons from the village. It could take half a day, or two or three days, until Tong Wanhua was free.
, will summon them.
After hearing these words, Jiang Yong reacted calmly and did not make a statement. However, after Jiang Ming heard this, he felt very angry and said angrily: "We are the envoys of the Wudang Sect. No matter where we visit, we must be treated warmly."
, went out to greet her. But this Tong Wanhua is so unreasonable and makes us wait here, and we have to wait for two or three days, which is really annoying. "
"Ming'er, don't be rude, let alone speak ill of Senior Tong behind his back. Didn't you see the bones hanging in front of the gate of Gongshu Village?" Jiang Yong raised his eyebrows when he heard this and scolded him fiercely.
Jiang Ming complained a few more times, but all he got in exchange was a lesson from his father. He felt bored and stopped talking.
This group of Wudang disciples stayed in the inn, waiting for a day and a long time. Finally, they received a reply from Gongshu Village, and Tong Wanhua invited them to enter the village for a while.
Gongshu Village is not a place you can just enter casually. If you say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, you may get into trouble. For safety reasons, Jiang Yong planned to enter the village alone. However, Jiang Ming refused to give in after hearing this.
He went into the village to find out what was going on and learned a lot. Jiang Yong was stubborn and had to agree, and told his son to follow him closely and not to talk nonsense or touch randomly. In order to enter the village, Jiang Ming happily agreed.
As for other Wudang sect members, they do not have such preferential treatment and can only stay in the inn and wait for orders.
The Jiang family father and son took out the gift boxes they had prepared early in the morning, carried them in their hands, and walked out of the inn side by side. They went all the way to Gongshu Village and walked a hundred feet to the village entrance.
There is a high wooden fence surrounding Gongshu Village. Each wooden stake is as tall as a person. If you don't jump to look, you can't see what's going on in the village. There is only a door about a foot wide in the fence for entry and exit.
, the door is usually closed. On the right side of the door hangs the body of Yin Yang Taoist Pan Xiong, and on the left hangs a wooden sign with a line of red letters on it that reads "Idle people in Gongshu Village are not allowed to enter."
Jiang Ming stood under Pan Xiong's bones, pinched his nose and observed for a while.
This Pan Xiong has been dead for a long time, leaving only a broken Taoist robe and a frame of bones. In fact, the smell has long been gone. The bones swayed in the wind and were very quiet. No matter how powerful a warrior he was in life, how majestic he was,
After death, it is nothing more than a pile of bones.
"Tomorrow, there may be traps hidden everywhere here, so remember not to touch them randomly." Jiang Yong warned in a deep voice.
"I'm just taking a look, I won't touch it randomly." Jiang Ming promised.
Jiang Yong saw that his son was quite honest, so he knocked on the door with peace of mind and said loudly: "Jiang Yong, the leader of the Wudang Sect, came to pay a visit to Senior Tong. Is there someone at the door who can help open the door?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door in front of him opened naturally and opened on both sides. A boy appeared from behind the door. He was about eight or nine years old. He had a pair of smart little eyes. He was wearing moon-white satin clothes and his feet were clean.
traction boots.
"My master has been waiting in the village for a long time. I will take you to see him now. When walking, you remember to follow me closely and don't walk around randomly, so as not to disturb the organs arranged in the village. If you don't listen to me,
If you encounter any mechanism or make any mistakes, you can't blame me." The boy said crisply.
"Thanks for the advice. We know the rules and won't mess around. You can lead the way." Jiang Yong said politely.
"Come with me." The boy turned around and strolled inside, looking very leisurely.
The Jiang family father and son followed closely behind and stepped through the gate. As soon as they stepped through, they heard creaking sounds from both sides. The two open wooden doors closed on their own, showing the magic of the mechanism.
place.
Jiang Ming was greatly surprised. He turned back and stared at the wooden door, looking for the mechanism for closing and opening the door.
The boy didn't wait for the Jiang family and his son, but still walked forward, and without looking back he warned: "You must follow me closely, only the road I walk is safe, even if you take a wrong step or step on the wrong foot, you must follow me closely."
Even a brick may trigger the mechanism."
Hearing this, Jiang Yong quickly pulled his son's sleeve and followed him quickly, not daring to fall behind even half a step.
The boy led the way, and the Jiang family and his son followed behind, taking a quick look at the situation in the village as they walked.
The ground in this village is paved with uneven square bricks, which are laid out in such a mess that it makes people dizzy. On both sides of the road, many houses have been built. The houses are like square bricks, with different sizes and widths. Some houses
The doors were closed, and some doors were open. The houses were equipped with tables, chairs, and benches, but no one lived in them.
In addition to houses, there are also some special things in the village, such as wells, ox carts, stone lions, etc. These things seem to be scattered in the village, but you don't need to guess to know that there must be hidden traps inside, which are extremely dangerous.
"You have to be careful from here on. Remember the square tiles I stepped on, and be sure not to step on the wrong ones." The boy warned from the front, taking smart steps under his feet, and stepping forward continuously according to the directions of the Seven Stars and Bagua. Occasionally,
You have to jump forward.
The Jiang family father and son cheered up, stared at the square bricks that the boy stepped on, and walked forward without missing a step. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.
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