Several disciples who had been given a grounding order by the old master gathered together: "Here, master only takes the fourth child down the mountain, will nothing happen?"
"You underestimate the master too much." Liang Fuguo, the old man, replied: "The question now is, how can we help the master?"
"Eight of our fellow apprentices have been banned, and the Zhengyiyi Temple in Longhu Mountain and other places are also closely monitored by people from the company. Master has obviously expected it and has made it clear that he wants to separate his behavior from Zhengyiyiyi this time."
"But Master alone will definitely have insufficient intelligence. If we waste the opportunity, we may have to run away with a lot of people."
"Then what should we do?" Rongshan said impatiently, "Isn't there any way to help Master?"
"Yes, there is, but the method is a bit risky." Liang Fuguo breathed a sigh of relief: "On my side, there are some disciples who return to secular life and come down the mountain every year for various reasons."
"Although these disciples who have returned to secular life are not necessarily as powerful as the Taoist priests who have been cultivating in the mountains all year round, their understanding of the society below the mountain and their ability to obtain information are infinitely better than those of us."
"If these disciples who have returned to secular life can be mobilized, the information will be available, and at the same time they will not violate Master's orders."
"On the other hand, in the name of disciples who have returned to secular life, we can also send some juniors from the mountain down the mountain. However, if they are discovered by Master and the company..."
"No one said how it was discovered." Another senior brother replied calmly, which settled the matter.
On that day, some disciples of the Zhengyi sect who had returned to secular life took the initiative to contact us. At the same time, except for Longhu Mountain, Taoist priests from all branches of the Zhengyi sect returned to the secular world and came down the mountain.
Within the rules, there is nothing the company can do to stop it. As for the Heavenly Master, even the fourth child never said these things.
The Zhengyi sect has many branches all over the country. As a result, an extremely tight intelligence network has been formed with the help of several disciples to provide intelligence support for Laotian Master's actions.
But the Heavenly Master is not stupid. When he realized that Lao Si could provide information every time, he had already guessed what happened. However, within the rules, he could only shake his head and sigh: "Lao Si, you guys, hey..."
However, planning these things is not easy. By the time the intelligence network was completely formed, quite some time had passed, and Jiang Xin also had its own recent developments.
"What did you say? Fengmen Village?" Looking at the old man with age spots in front of him, Jiang Xin's eyes suddenly lit up: "You said there is a village called Fengmen Village, and the people in it all have the surnames Gou and Chen?"
"Yes, Fengmen Village, that village is very evil."
"Uncle, can you tell me what's in it?"
"Okay, old man, I have nothing to do when I'm free. I want to talk to you." Hearing that someone was interested in this matter, the old man became interested and pulled Jiang Xin to sit down.
"That was decades ago. At that time, I was a child and followed my family to do business. At that time, big cities were dominated by large shopping malls and chambers of commerce. Most of us, like us, transported things from the city to
The prices are different in the villages outside."
"There are generally not many people in a village, usually only dozens or hundreds of households. Everyone knows each other, but there are many surnames in the village, but there is one village that is the most special - Fengmen Village!"
"That village is very strange. Even if it is the nearest village, if you don't walk 17 or 18 miles, you will almost have to sink into the mountains. The environment on the road is simply lifeless.
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"In that village, there are only two castes. The male's surname is Gou, and the female's surname is Chen. They are not divided according to their parents' names, only their gender. And the house they live in is as twisted as a trance."
"Other villages have a temple or something like that, but Fengmen Village doesn't have one. In the center of their village is an open space with a platform, and there isn't a willow tree table or anything next to it. It's just an open space."
"And there is a broken rule in that village, that is, you are not allowed to enter the village after noon. They don't care who you are, mainly after 12 noon, you will never be allowed to enter the village. When I asked them, they said it was for your own good.
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"You said you just have to follow the rules when you go in. There are also rules when you come out of their shabby village. You can't leave in the morning, you can't leave at night, you have to leave at noon, and the sun will drive you away."
"The only thing that will happen is that the village will treat you to a good meal at noon. That duck is amazing! I have never eaten anything better in my life."
'Yes, this is the village.'
Several striking features matched up, and Jiang Xin's heart suddenly moved: "Then do you know how to get to this village?"
Hearing this, the originally cheerful old man suddenly became speechless, and after a long time he spoke: "I don't remember... I don't remember... I only know that I left the county and headed east. I don't remember the road after that...
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'If you leave Huguan County and head east, doesn't it mean going straight into the Taihang Mountains?'
Jiang Xin felt a little strange: "The one who took four months to return was because he got lost in the Taihang Mountains?"
After comforting the old man who seemed to be a little out of control, Jiang Xin turned around and left Huguan County, heading eastward directly into the Taihang Mountains except for the county seat.
Not more than ten miles outside the county seat, Jiang Xin saw a village.
Although the people in the village were not so hospitable, they also showed the intention to drive people away. However, all this was before Jiang Xin mentioned that word.
"Do you know how to get to Fengmen Village?"
"Fengmen Village?" The old man glanced at Jiang Xin strangely and shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know..."
After saying that, he left directly on crutches.
Seeing the old man leaving in a hurry, Jiang Xin felt a little strange, but she didn't think much about it, and then asked other old people in the village.
However, as time passed, the people in the village looked at him more and more strangely. Later, they completely regarded him as a god of plague and avoided him.
"There's a problem." Sensing the strange looks in others' eyes, Jiang Xin sighed inwardly, but she couldn't make wine and there was something wrong with it, so she could only leave the village and continue eastward.
In the village, watching Jiang Xin disappear on the dirt road from a distance, several old people in the village breathed a sigh of relief: "It's been so many years, why are there still people asking about that village?"
"People nowadays are really less and less afraid of death."
"Do you think he knows anything? Otherwise, why not go to Fengmen Village and come here to inquire about Fengmen Village."
"Don't ask, don't tell." An old man made a gesture: "Don't worry about these things. When we die, this matter will be over."