The rustling sound caused by the cold wind woke up the monks who were meditating in several wooden sheds dozens of feet away.
Shi Huaian, the patrolman of the state city, landed in front of the extinguished bonfire and carefully scanned the area. He found two swords falling on the ground. The hare being roasted on the bonfire was covered with a thin layer of yellow sand and was still steaming with the smell of meat.
Alone disappeared and shouted:
"Alert! The law enforcement guard on duty is missing!"
The monk who was on duty at night would not wander far away at will. He had heard the two men shouting and asking questions before.
When he heard the strange wind and sand, he went out to check and found that the bonfire was gone.
They were so fast that they kidnapped two Huaqi Realm monks under their noses. This was the first time someone had an accident at the foot of the mountain since this place was haunted.
Jin Huanran followed and landed near the patrolling envoy. As a helper sent by the county and city, he had been searching for several days. He invited several groups of people to do the trick, but no one could tell the reason. Some people insisted that it was an innocent ghost who was causing trouble.
Some people say that it was caused by mountain spirits and monsters, but they can't provide any concrete evidence.
This Baihu Ridge with a radius of seven or eight miles cannot be reached except for the valley side and several places on the mountainside.
Everything else is normal, and nothing strange happened before August this year.
Jin Huanran whispered: "It is not advisable to go into the mountain at night. How about asking Master Guo to send more patrols tomorrow, or asking the city to send experts for reinforcements? We have tried every method we can think of, and we have also asked Xiaxia and County Daolu
The head of the branch, Lu, used the Shejikanyu official treasure to explore the water transportation of the mountain roots, used the "mountain" character to suppress evil spirits, and covered the top and bottom of Baihu Ridge, but he didn't notice anything strange. This place is really weird, and no one is missing yet.
Can the law enforcement guard show up alive?"
Shi Huaian looked haggard. He was trapped in the valley for two days a few days ago.
People outside could see him walking around the rocks in the canyon, but he couldn't get out, which made him look ugly.
Seeing that the inspector was thinking, Jin Huanran whispered: "Master Guo replied, saying that yesterday Master Feng took his transfer order and asked Guanzhu Zhang to come and assist, but Guanzhu Zhang refused on the pretext that he was injured."
Shi Huaian shook his head slightly. He heard that before Feng Chengyun of Jiuhe Palace took over as the head of Daolu Branch of Xiling County, Zhang Wenfeng, Chen Qingqiao and the two monks from Xianlingguan resigned from all their fictitious and actual positions.
Last year, that idiot from Jiuhe Palace was responsible for purchasing Jie Zhiquan, and he did stupid things that allowed the witch cultivator to take advantage of the loophole. In the battle of Xihezhou Town, both the Daolu branch and the common people suffered heavy casualties.
He participated in the ending and personally escorted Jie Zhiquan, who had abolished his cultivation, to the prefectural city for justice.
Zhang Wenfeng and Chen Qingqiao's group of meritorious monks who killed witch cultivators are somewhat concerned about Jiuhe Palace. So far, Jiuhe Palace has not expressed any remorse for the incident. Zhang Wenfeng has no official position and is not responsible for his duties.
It is also a silent protest.
Shi Huaian had two dealings with the polite and elegant Zhang Guanzhu, and his impression was not bad.
He understood Zhang Guanzhu's approach, but did not agree with it.
The young man was still too impulsive, and suddenly he even offended the master of the county and city courtyard, and he didn't think things through well.
"Stop! Someone is coming and tell me your name!"
The law enforcement guards who were on alert at the foot of the mountain saw someone coming from the east and quickly shouted to stop.
A man and a woman came. Under the light of the torch, the man in a green Taoist robe showed his hidden gold medal and said: "Nanjiang Prefecture Daolu Branch, Zhang Wenfeng, the guest supervisor, has been ordered to come to assist in the investigation!"
Shi Huaian and Jin Huanran looked at each other for a moment, then realized what they were doing and hurriedly flew over.
"Thank you, Guanzhu Zhang, for coming to our aid at night. I've met Guanzhu Zhang!"
"I've met Fellow Daoist Shi and Fellow Daoist Jin. You two are very polite."
Zhang Wenfeng did not introduce the woman in black skirt next to him. After a brief greeting, he asked: "What happened just now?"
He could see it through the dispersed positions of the law enforcement monks and the tense and tense atmosphere.
Shi Huaian sighed, stretched out his hand to invite the two of them to the extinguished bonfire at the foot of the mountain, and told them about the strange things that had just happened. He did not ask about the origin of the hairpin woman. The token hung by Zhang Wenfeng's waist could not be fake at all.
Although the guest supervisor is a sinecure, he will not underestimate him at all.
In the entire Zhoucheng Daolu branch, including Zhang Wenfeng, there were only three guest officials to supervise the affairs. A year later, they were almost certain to be the official supervisors.
After Zhang Wenfeng heard this, he squatted down and tilted his head to look at the bonfire. He reached out and picked up two hare rabbits that were roasted and stained with mud. He picked them up and handed them to a Xiahe County law enforcement guard who was holding a torch to illuminate them.
When you go out to perform tasks, you should hang your identity token around your waist so that it can be clearly seen at a glance.
He used a branch to push the bonfire aside, pushing aside the embers and ashes, revealing a large charred tree stump below.
The thick tree stump is about a foot high from the ground. It is really a good place to set up a campfire and cook a stove.
Dropping the branch in his hand, Zhang Wenfeng looked at the woman in black skirt who was looking up at the dark height.
He knew that Mo Ye would not help investigate the case, but with Mo Ye following him, he could be bold and bold without fear of any thousand-year-old monsters. Mo Ye said on the way here, "I won't take action. If you get into trouble, you will be trapped. No matter what happens, you will be trapped."
Can't die."
This sentence is more effective than any talisman in the world.
This is the confidence the master gave him.
"The top spot among mountain gods?"
Facing Guanzhu Zhang's riddle-like questioning, Mo Ye twitched the corners of his mouth.
She half-smiled but turned around to continue looking at the dark mountains.
If she said she doesn't want to help, she won't help. She can only rely on Zhang Wenfeng to find a way. Otherwise, if she takes action, all the ghosts and ghosts will show their true colors with one kick. What's the matter with Zhang Wenfeng?
She was just an idler enjoying the excitement, walking around and looking around, nothing more.
Zhang Wenfeng and Zhong Wenyong had been together for such a long time that they knew a lot about Shinto incense and incense.
Furthermore, Zhong Wenyong was worried that he would suffer a loss, so he specially taught him the taboo rules in dealing with Shinto.
Based on the surrounding hills and woods, he had figured out that this inconspicuous tree pillar, used as a campfire stand, was the seat where the mountain god rested, also known as the "top chair."
It makes sense that two Huaqi Realm law enforcement guards who did not understand Shinto burned the tree trunks and offended the "mountain god" hidden here. They were kidnapped for a reason.
The Da'an Dynasty was a Taoist world. Five hundred years ago, they expelled the shamanic forces and cut down mountains and destroyed temples. The incense was reserved exclusively for the Taoist founders and sages. However, the spiritual energy is rising, and no one knows whether there are still people who have not been killed all those years ago.
The mountain god is hiding in hiding?
Zhong Wenyong back then was a living example.
Shi Huaian asked strangely: "Zhang Guanzhu, do you mean that there is a hidden mountain god from the former dynasty here?"
He had read some classics written by the previous shaman cultivators, and had seen records about the "mountain god's throne". He also knelt down and carefully looked at the rotten tree stumps that had been burnt beyond recognition.
Jin Huanran also squatted down, feeling excited. After all, Guanzhu Zhang was extraordinary. He made a different discovery as soon as he arrived here. If he captured a remnant of the mountain god from the previous dynasty, it would be a big achievement, and it would be far more valuable than killing a group of ghosts or monsters that caused trouble.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly and said: "It's very much like the 'mountain god's seat'. When I cast a spell to invite the god to appear, you should step back first. You will know if there is a mountain god hidden there."
Shi Huaian hurriedly ordered several law enforcement guards to insert torches nearby and move back.
He had heard about Zhang Guanzhu's fighting skills. He cut off the left arm of the demon tribe's gold-swallowing orangutan demon, and defeated Feng Chengfeng, a martial arts expert in Jiuhe Palace, with one sword. His reputation as the first person in the realm of freedom was recognized in several states in the southwest.
, very loud.
It is estimated that Zhang Guanzhu's ability to obtain the position of guest supervisor is related to his performance and reputation?
It makes sense to refuse to agree to the transfer of Principal Guo from the county city. Principal Guo could not move Guanzhu Zhang at all, so it was considered as saving face for Principal Guo.
Zhang Wenfeng took out three incense sticks and a pair of white candles from the black cloth bag.
Light the white candle and insert it in front of the burnt tree stump, light the incense, hold the incense and face the silent mountains in the dark night, muttering a prayer: "Three mountains and five mountains, the gods of the mountains. The spirits of plants, trees and beasts are under your command. Now I am here.
, quickly show your majesty... The mountain god, the mountain god, quickly show your true body. In accordance with the laws and decrees of the Patriarch of All Dharmas, the edict!"
The last sentence was deliberately pronounced very softly and vaguely, as it is a taboo thing to teach in common sense.
However, after a while, the fragrant mist dispersed, and the mountain god he guessed did not appear, not even a sound indicating that the sound was abnormal.
In other words, there is no mountain god hiding here. Is he wrong?