The gongs and drums are noisy and firecrackers are blasting.
Ten Miles of Red Makeup was spread from Shunfeng Building in Huwang Town to Xiashan Village.
When sending off a bride.
Brother Zhang rode a tall horse and led hundreds of policemen.
That majesty, that grandeur.
Not to mention the neighbors in the village, the merchants who came from the county town to attend the banquet all said: "Two years ago, the Miao family, known as the most wealthy family in the county, got married, and the pomp was not as good as today.
How much will this cost?”
"money!"
The people on the side heard this and sneered: "That's because you haven't seen that guarding the territory of more than a thousand miles in Hushan is guarding Jinshan. The various medicinal materials on the mountain grow like grass, and when cut off, they turn into white money.
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Pay homage to heaven and earth!
Two thanks to Gaotang!
Shunfeng Tower is covered with happy words.
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother are sitting on the left, and the Zhu family are sitting on the right.
Both parties looked happy and accepted the blessings from relatives and friends.
Zhang Heng sat in the last seat with him, looking at the third sister who was wearing a red hijab.
Today passed.
The third sister is the wife of the Zhu family.
Now the eldest brother is studying in Tiandaozong, the second brother has become the town's catcher, and the third sister is also married.
There will be less for him to worry about in the future.
...
Boom!
May.
It rained continuously.
There was a drought the year before last.
It snowed last year.
This year, it rains a lot again.
Tiger Mountain.
Zhang Heng stood in front of the temple and looked at the sky.
Since May.
It rained heavily for three days and light rain for two days.
After half a month, there was almost no break.
This is nature's backlash.
It is also a manifestation of God.
God's will is in Qing and not in Li. Zhang Heng knows without thinking that this rain is all over the world.
The Tiandao Sect should be very happy again.
Every time there is a natural disaster.
There will always be monks going down the mountain and traveling around to spread the word that the Li Dynasty is not the destiny of the people.
If not for Lihuang being too strong.
There is absolutely nothing the Buddhist and Taoist families can do against him. I am afraid that they have already wrapped their heads in yellow scarves and shouted: "The way of heaven is prosperous and Dali is destroyed."
"Temple Blessing Lord."
Just thinking about it.
An embroidered messenger from the county government came in despite the rain: "Six people died suddenly in Taoshu Village last night. The death condition was the same as that of the Bai couple in Funiu Village. All the blood was drained from their bodies. The county magistrate would like to invite you to go."
A trip to the county government."
"knew."
Zhang Heng responded expressionlessly.
Because according to the regulations of the imperial court, some of the responsibilities of the mountain gods overlap with those of the county government, and both have the responsibility to protect the land.
If someone commits a crime.
The Mountain God Land will not interfere, and the local police will be responsible.
If mountain spirits and wild monsters cause trouble, the local mountain spirit land will basically be responsible, and the county government will only provide assistance.
Crunch...
Sitting in the car, Zhang Heng followed the embroidered messenger to the county government office.
The county magistrate's surname is Song.
Sanjia, born in the same Jinshi class, is a skinny old man in his sixties.
What he cultivated was the Confucian aura of grandeur.
Just looking at his age, you can tell that he is still a small county magistrate in his sixties, and his Confucian cultivation is not much better.
"Zhang Miao Zhu."
I saw Zhang Heng coming.
Magistrate Song led the master and said with a sad face: "This is the third time this month. First, the Bai family in Funiu Mountain, then the Zhao brothers in Fengtingdu, and this time the six people in Taohua Village
, Thirteen people died in one month, each of them had their blood drained from their body and died. This kind of thing has never happened in Anding County before."
"Where's the body?"
Zhang Heng knew what Magistrate Song wanted to say.
Hushan stretches for more than a thousand miles, and the God of Hushan has always been responsible for it.
Nowadays, people are dying one after another in Anding County, and the circumstances of each death are miserable. They are either man-made or caused by demons. What they are saying is that Hu Mengmeng, the new mountain god, has not managed the territory of Hushan well, and the demons in Hushan have come out to cause trouble.
"The body is in the back hall."
Magistrate Song led Zhang Heng to the morgue in the county government's back hall.
Entered the door.
A chill came.
Zhang Heng looked up at the wooden bed and saw thirteen corpses lying on the bed.
"The neck was bitten to bits. Was it caused by zombies?"
Magistrate Song covered his nose and opened a white cloth.
Zhang Heng looked at it.
After a moment, he shook his head slightly: "The zombie sucks blood, but it won't bite half of the deceased's neck. The fact that the neck is bitten like this shows that the murderer not only sucks blood, but also eats meat, especially the tender meat on the neck."
See what Zhang Heng said is clear and logical.
Magistrate Song couldn't help but nodded and said: "I don't think the Wu Zuo in the county was man-made. I think it was done by an uncommon monster that likes to suck blood. I just can't tell what kind of monster it is."
Finished.
Magistrate Song looked at Zhang Heng hesitantly, perhaps because he felt he was too young and did not trust him: "Zhang Miaozhu, can you tell?"
"It's a bat."
Zhang Heng pressed the head of the deceased and motioned to Magistrate Song to take a closer look: "The claws of bats are five-fingered, and they like to pick things up, so there will be scratches on the ears of the deceased. These are the scratches left when the bat picks up the head when sucking blood."
Down."
Magistrate Song was a little surprised: "Although Zhang Miaozhu is young, he is very knowledgeable. Huhou is really blessed."
As soon as the words changed, Magistrate Song said again: "Zhang Miaozhu, since you said this is the work of the bat demon, according to the court rules, the demon should be controlled by the local mountain god, assisted by the county government, you see..."
Don't wait for Zhang Heng to speak.
Magistrate Song added: "Of course, if there is insufficient manpower, I will not be stingy with the county government's police officers, and will let them fully cooperate with you."
Zhang Heng glanced at Magistrate Song.
When it came to this matter, how could he not know that he wanted to throw away his hands, so he said: "You don't have to worry about this matter, the mountain temple will handle it."
Magistrate Song smiled and said: "It's best if we can handle it, but the little tiger..."
Zhang Heng interrupted: "The old tiger died in the battle, but when the old tiger was alive, he always believed in the principle of the cunning rabbit's three burrows. If anyone thinks that the old tiger is gone, the mountain temple will have no protection. I think he is
If you think too much, the old tiger will have many backup plans."
"That is, that is."
Magistrate Song smiled happily: "You can ask wherever you can find it useful. Although our local administrative system is different from your spiritual system, we all serve the imperial court. There is no need to distinguish between you and me."
"Um."
Zhang Heng turned around and left.
Magistrate Song led the master and took him to the car.
When the carriage drove out of the intersection and the two sides could no longer see each other, Zhang Hengcai muttered: "I don't know who this Magistrate Song is."
Magistrate Song said it politely.
But from the beginning to the end, there was no intention to help. Instead, it was like watching the fire from the other side.
This shouldn't be what he meant.
Because no matter what, Anding County is under the jurisdiction of Song County Magistrate.
If Zhang Heng doesn't handle it well, he will suffer the consequences.
But the indifference on his face meant that there was someone behind him, and that person wanted him to test the legacy of the Hushan God to see if the Hushan lineage was nothing but an empty frame.
"They say the tiger's power remains after death."
"The old tiger has only been gone for a long time, and everyone can no longer look at Hushan."
"Everyone outside has different ideas. Even the monsters in the Hushan Region are afraid of power rather than morality. They don't think about what age it is now. It was a hundred years ago when hundreds of countries were fighting for hegemony and the people were living in dire straits. How could they make a living?
A time when demons were rampant."
"It's okay to stay in Hushan and live in peace. If anyone wants to do something, I think he is seeking death."
Zhang Heng sat on the carriage and looked at the drizzle outside the window: "It's a pity that there are too many fools in the world."
Crunch...
The carriage is driving on the official road.
Not long after.
Zhang Heng returned to Hushan Temple.
In the temple.
He was as cute as a little mud dog, dirty as if he had rolled in the mud again.
When I saw Zhang Heng, I was filled with joy and wanted to pounce on him.
Zhang Heng grabbed the fur on the back of her neck and threw her into the pool of merit: "Go and wash up quickly. I have something to do in a while. There is a vampire demon nearby. I am going to ring the mountain god bell to summon Hushan.
Monsters in the domain, look at who did this, or who ordered it."
Hu Mengmeng is still young.
She is the mountain god of Hushan. To be honest, many demons in Hushan are not convinced.
Put it before.
When Lao Tiger was still here, he would receive gifts from the monsters in the Hushan Domain during the New Year and holidays.
After Hu Mengmeng came to power, not to mention gifts, even when she was canonized as a mountain god, not many demons came to congratulate her. Why is this happening? The answer is self-evident.
Zhang Heng was still thinking about it before.
Don’t rush to deal with them for now, focus on cultivation first.
Watch now.
The monsters are indeed monsters. They are all so out of control that they want to die early and be reincarnated.
"Mountain God Bell?"
Hu Mengmeng lay in the pool of merit, feeling a little unsure: "What if no one comes?"
Follow the rules.
When the mountain god rings the mountain god bell, all the demons in the territory must come.
But this kind of thing.
Rules are dead, but demons are alive.
You, the mountain god, are incompetent. If I don't care about you, you can't do anything to me.
"If you don't come, it's their bad luck if you don't come."
Zhang Heng bathed the little tiger and said in a deep voice: "When the old tiger came to Hushan to open his teeth, he killed countless unruly demons and turned them into ghosts. At worst, he will kill the old tiger."
Just do what you did before again."
Hu Mengmeng was a little worried: "Although most of the powerful demons in the Hushan Domain were subdued by my father and went with him to the North Sea and died in battle, there are still some fish that have slipped through the net. When the time comes..."
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Although the old tiger is gone, his legacy has always been guarding Hushan. There are three or five demons who want to cause trouble. I think they are thinking too much."
"this..."
Hu Mengmeng is a little unsure.
Her father died suddenly, without even a word of explanation to her, so where would he leave his legacy?
"You have forgotten that the lame Taoist who came to bully you last year was beaten away by the old tiger's trump card."
Zhang Heng touched Hu Mengmeng's ears and said, "The old tiger has plenty of backup options."
Children are easy to deceive.
Seeing that Zhang Heng was serious about what he said, Hu Mengmeng believed it without hesitation.
As for whether there is any legacy left by the old tiger.
Zhang Heng said yes.
Could it be that someone intercepted a period of old time, dragged the old tiger back from the long river of time, and failed to confront him?
Unexpectedly, he doesn't have the ability either.
Winter winter winter...
The mountain god's bell keeps ringing.
It disturbs the birds and beasts in the Hushan area.
Zhang Heng held Hu Mengmeng in his arms and sat in the mountain temple.
down.
Hundreds of chairs are lined up.
As for how many demons can come.
Zhang Heng couldn’t say either.
I just heard Hu Mengmeng say that during the heyday of Hu Mountain, there was a tendency for thousands of demons to come to court.
certainly.
Most of them are little demons with fur and horns, and not many of them become mature.
That kind of big monster that has become a phenomenon.
After using the transformation method, it looks like ordinary people.
Some of them couldn't stand the hardship in the mountains and had long since turned into human forms and wandered into towns.
Take the town storyteller Lao Yangtou as an example.
This Yang is a real sheep.
I still like to drink two liang if it’s okay.
"See the mountain god."
Just thinking about it.
Along with the shouting, three little demons came outside.
Said it was a monster.
Not really.
Because according to the detailed explanation, these three people should be counted as plant elves.
The leader is an apricot demon.
The next two are the Loquat Demon and the Cherry Demon.
Zhang Heng looked at it.
This is Shusanxian coming, carrying several fruit baskets in his hands, and each one of them was quite polite: "Come on, why don't you bring something with you? You're too polite."
The three demons made repeated rituals: "Master Zhu Zhu, this is not an expensive gift. It is all the fruit we have grown ourselves, and we have brought it to you to try."
Zhang Heng looked into the basket.
It is indeed some fruits such as cherries, apricots, and loquats.
Um.
Zhang Heng nodded slightly.
They are all good monsters, all dressed in red and green, and transformed into young girls.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a vicious person.
"Sit down."
Zhang Heng waved his hand and motioned the three demons to sit down first: "The others haven't come yet, let's wait a while."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Accompanied by a puff of yellow smoke.
A kind-hearted old lady came with seven young women.
Zhang Heng was right in his heart.
This old lady is Mrs. Rat from Rat Mountain.
It's a pity to say that.
She originally had seven sons, who were called Shichiro Shuyama.
It's a pity that he went to Beihai with the old tiger last year and died in battle together.
As a result, only the old lady and the seven descendants of Shushan Qilang were left on Shushan Mountain, and each of them was pitiful.
"Old lady, please take a seat quickly."
All the people in Shushan are loyal and good.
Facing the old lady who personally led the team, Zhang Heng also had a smile on his face.
Swish, swish, swish...
Mrs. Rat here has just sat down.
Over there, three more black lights flew from outside the door and transformed into three short, fat black bear spirits.
They are the famous three Xiongshan brothers.
Three brothers got out of the same car.
Sleep together.
He also has a set of combined attack techniques.
When Hushan God was here, he always wanted to recruit them, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.
Zhang Heng thought that they would not come back, but unexpectedly they gave him a surprise.
One, two, three...
Accompanied by the ringing of the mountain god’s bell.
More and more demons and mountain spirits are arriving.
Wait until noon.
Hundreds of demons came before and after, watching...
It looks like the animal world.
So lively.
"That's almost it."
Zhang Heng looked at the time.
Those who don’t arrive before noon won’t come until the afternoon, so he said, “You don’t know me yet, right?”
Finished.
Zhang Heng said again: "I am the newly appointed Zhu of the Tiger Temple. My surname is Zhang, and my single name is Heng."
"Speaking of which, since the old tiger died in the battle last year, I haven't had time to invite everyone to talk."
"I've invited everyone to come this time. Firstly, I have something to do, and secondly, I want everyone to get together, have a casual meal and get to know each other."
Hear this.
Before Zhang Heng could say anything more, a Huang Taixian kowtowed and said: "Master of the Mountain God and Master of the Temple, please make the decision for me."
Hu Mengmeng looked at it with a confused expression.
Wong Tai Sin burst into tears and cried: "My son, Liu Zi, is of pure nature and has nothing to do with the world. He was framed by the Li family for stealing because he was drunk and slept in the haystack of the Li family in Luping Village.
He stole his free-range chicken, and my son couldn’t argue. His chest was broken open and his belly was opened, and he died. Unfortunately, I have no way to sue, and my son can’t get justice.”
Well...
Zhang Heng said in a deep voice: "What do you want?"
Wong Tai Sin counted on his fingers and said: "The Li family is a big chicken farmer, with flocks of chickens and ducks. If they don't give me ten, no, a hundred chickens, I will never give up with them."
All the demons heard this.
He laughed loudly: "What a yellow boy, your son can't go anywhere else after being drunk. He has to go to the Li family in Luping Village where chickens are raised to sleep soundly. It can be seen that after he was greedy in the past, he often went to Li's house to steal chickens. It doesn't matter if others complain about it.
You still call it injustice, but we think its death was not unfair at all."
Zhang Heng was also speechless.
Just from what I heard, Huang Liulang must have drunk too much when he was caught and had not yet stolen the chicken.
Whether I stole it before or not, I won’t mention it for now.
But in the matter of Huang Liulang's death, the Li family was unreasonable, because to catch a thief, you have to catch the thief.
"Sit down first."
Zhang Heng waved his hand: "The mountain god will handle this matter. As for how many chickens I can accompany you, we will discuss this later when the Li family comes."
Wong Tai Sin sat down with a proud look on his face.
Son, there are plenty of them, but opportunities to take advantage don't come often.
As for cleaning up the Li family, destroy the whole family.
Wong Tai Sin never thought about it.
Because the Li family is a big chicken farmer.
Wong Tai Sin has already figured it out.
If the Li family is destroyed, he will be arrested by the court, and there will be no chicken to eat in the future.
It's better to blackmail him and start a long-lasting relationship.
Even if you are caught again in the future, there will be explanations.
My son was beaten to death by you, so why did I steal a chicken from you?
Come.
I give you the chicken, and you give me my son back.
Being a monster is just like being a human being, you have to have a plan.
There is no shortage of food to eat.
Endless wear.
If you fail to calculate, you will suffer poverty.
"Ahem..."
Accompanied by the roar of laughter from the demons.
Zhang Heng coughed twice and said, "Lao Huang, put it aside for now. I'm calling everyone here this time. There's something else I want to tell you."
"In the past month, thirteen people died in Anding County. Each of them had his or her neck bitten open and all the blood sucked out of his body."
"I've already seen it. It should be a bat demon. The county government has told us that they want us to find the murderer. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this.
The old lady Shu frowned slightly: "Master Miao Zhu, the demons in our Hushan Domain are the most disciplined. Is this done by an outside demon?"
Others also spoke one after another: "Who doesn't know that the imperial court is powerful and we can't afford to offend such an unruly monster? It seems like it's from outside."
Zhang Heng was noncommittal: "Maybe it's from outside, maybe it's not. According to what I mean, find it and then handle it according to the rules."
"If anyone has any clues, we will reward three farmers with 100 acres of land."
"With these hundreds of acres of fertile land, people are eating well, drinking spicy food, doing nothing every day, drinking flower wine, listening to storytelling, and being waited on, life is quite happy. What do you think?"
The demons are gearing up.
At present, the imperial court has strict laws and regulations, and the rules are as big as the sky.
Monsters like them are not easy to deal with right now.
Talk about the mountains.
It is hard to live in the mountains and life is not easy.
He's a soldier fighting a war.
Joining the Hundred Gods Army will inevitably lead to casualties.
Think about it.
It would be more reliable to start a small business and acquire a few acres of farmland.
With fields, there is income.
A village of 100 acres is not small at all. With such a fortune, you don’t have to skip the bill even if you drink wine.
"Temple Blessing Lord."
There must be a brave demon under the heavy reward.
A grass demon with a dog's tail dressed in a fancy dress winked and said: "Speaking of bat demons, I was sleeping soundly in the field a few days ago, and I did see a bat demon flying overhead and heading towards Five Pillars Mountain."
Five Pillars Mountain?
heard this name.
All the demons have silenced their voices.
There lives a mantid on Wuzhu Mountain, who calls himself Tang Jian and is good at using a pair of male and female swords.
In the past, when the old tiger didn’t come to Hushan to open a mansion and have his teeth repaired.
Tang Jian said that he was one of the greatest monsters within a radius of thousands of miles.
later.
When the old tiger came, Tang Jian began to live in a simple way.
But this does not mean that Tang Jian can no longer survive.
When it comes to fighting, among all the demons present, probably not many can pull off ten moves from Tang Jian's hands.
at this time.
I heard that the bat demon is suspected to be related to Tang Jian.
Monsters, look at me.
Let me look at you.
He couldn't help but lower his head.
Peng!
Seeing that everyone was silent.
Mrs. Shu slammed the table and stood up: "Others are afraid of Tang Jian, but I am not. If he bullies my orphans and widowed mother, or bullies the young mountain god, I will be the first one not to agree."
Zhang Hengduo glanced at Mrs. Rat.
He had heard before that the general of the Shu family was Zhongyong.
When we meet today, this matter may not be discussed casually.
"The Mountain God."
Mrs. Shu got up from her seat and asked for an order: "Since the bat demon is related to Wuzhu Mountain, let me lead the Shu family to go there. Whether it is a literary or martial fight, I am not afraid of that Tang Jian
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Look at each other.
The three Xiong Shan brothers also stood up: "In the past, the old mountain king was so powerful that we brothers thought that even if we defected to the past, we would not be able to add much glory. But now it is different. The young mountain king is short of major generals. It is the time for our brothers to shine.
Isn't it Tang Jian? We have been unhappy with him for a long time."
Zhang Heng glanced at the three Xiongshan brothers again.
I was very happy in my heart, but I didn't say yes.
Because Hu Mengmeng told him that when Lao Tiger was still here, he was very afraid of Tang Jian.
He also said that he was already in the realm of demon and immortal, but he didn't publicize it to the outside world, and his plans were huge.
And everyone present.
One of them, the Shu Lao Taijun and the Xiong Shan brothers, are far from being demons and immortals. They are just meat buns beating dogs.