Mo Ye leaned over and picked out a pebble from the almost dry mountain stream. It was fine in texture and yellow and white in color. He stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, then opened his fingers and hit the pebble.
A wisp of smoke hovers on the surface of the flat stone, forming a simple human shape and penetrating into the stone.
"Tit for tit, I said that Chu Qing'er's life is not worth the price of the jade token, plus half of your remaining life. Now I give you two choices: go to the underworld and walk the path of reincarnation; or follow me."
mix'."
Mo Ye learned the word "mixed" from his mouth by overhearing Zhang Guanzhu reprimanding the mountain badger, and thought it was interesting to say this.
The human figure among the cobblestones handed over his hand: "Thank you Taoist friend for saving me! I have been punished for more than five hundred years and died twice. I have long since paid off my love for the past dynasty. From now on, I will no longer care about my people. Please forgive me.
This little old man doesn't know how to appreciate me. I'm willing to go down to the underworld and go through reincarnation again. Even if I'm ignorant and chaotic, it doesn't matter. I don't want to remember my future and past events."
Call him pedantic or stubborn, he is free.
Even if there is only a little remnant of his soul left, he is not willing to hang out with Taoist masters. It would be meaningless to live like that.
"what ever."
Mo Ye smiled and said two words.
She couldn't understand the feelings of the earthly master about her family and country, and she felt it was not worth it.
With a casual throw, the pebbles drew an arc in the sun and disappeared just as they were about to fall into the stream.
After "hanging around" with Zhang Wenfeng for such a long time, she heard about "acting as one pleases". These four words suited her temperament very well. She wanted to take the land old man as her subordinate just for a moment. Since the other party did not want to be controlled by others,
She doesn't force herself. In the underworld, if she wants to stop her, there will be a lot of ghosts trying to steal her head.
The dragon-patterned jade plaque hangs from the waist of the black skirt, shining brightly.
Zhang Wenfeng flew around the area for more than ten miles. He was not good at tracking and found nothing. He flew back to the mountain and landed halfway up the mountain to the east. Three law enforcement guards were alert and ran up the mountain.
"Reporting to Taoist Zhang, my subordinates have brought several files and books containing records about Baihu Ridge. Please take a look at them."
The man who went back to look for information had a haggard face. It was obvious that he had been busy all night without sleeping. He held a stack of books and files in both hands.
Zhang Wenfeng took it and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go down and rest."
"Yes, it's not hard for me, subordinate."
Watching the three people go down the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng picked a stone to sweep away the dust and put the books and files away.
The entire Baihu Ridge has trees swaying this way and that, rocks cracking and rolling around, creating a messy scene.
In his eyes, this mountain has lost its vitality and will become a barren mountain in the future. It is very likely that there will be no grass growing on it and it will not be able to recover within a few decades.
He squatted down and moved the broken rocks away, revealing a three-foot mud pit.
Inside there was a piece of black rotten wood broken into three pieces, less than five feet tall, no thicker than an egg, and heavily pitted.
It was a piece of water-moving ebony wood, and three unusual stones were dug out from the soil of the cave. They were the size of peaches, one cyan and two khaki.
I saw Mo Ye approaching.
Zhang Wenfeng's eyes lingered for a moment on the jade plaque on the waist of the woman in black skirt. The word "Dao" gave him the feeling that it was genuine. He didn't ask where Mo Ye got the identity badge, he raised the three stones and said with a smile: "See you there."
If you have a share, you choose two pieces."
Mo Ye shook his head. She couldn't stand the three semi-finished earth crystals, wood crystals, and dark wood materials.
Furthermore, this was the incense money that the landlady had burnt twice as compensation to Zhang Wenfeng. Otherwise, it would have rotted in the ground and no outsiders would be able to find it. Of course, she was an exception.
Zhang Wenfeng understood some Shinto rules, so he collected a few materials without ceremony.
They are all rare and good things to him.
He would not waste his efforts digging three feet into the ground in search of treasure. If he couldn't find it, he spread an oilcloth bag on the ground and put the broken rocks together piece by piece.
There was very little Shinto aura, so he used Mu Xing Yuanqi to restrain all the mountain rock fragments to prevent the aura from dissipating.
Take out the gourd and pour water into it to rinse your hands.
After the water evaporated, he picked up the book and flipped through it. There was a bookmark in the book to mark it. The law enforcement guard was very careful in his work. He only needed to turn to the bookmark to quickly know the past events about Baihuling.
During the previous dynasty, this Baihu Ridge was originally called "Nanqing Mountain". It was more than 600 feet high and was the highest mountain in the vicinity for 300 miles. It was enshrined with the God of Nanqing Mountain and was extremely powerful. However, the Nanqing Mountain God was defeated for some reason.
The broken gold body sank into the river, and the mountain was also smashed, leaving only a small half.
There was no record of Tu Tu Gong, so Zhang Wenfeng didn't bother to ask the law enforcement guards to go back and look up the past of the former "Yixi River" Water God. There was no need, Tu Tu Gong was gone. He shook his head and sighed: "He doesn't have to die."
After the spiritual energy surge last year in the Da'an Chao area, there were a lot of troubles in various places.
There are sleeping ghosts, remnants of souls and awakened spirits and monsters, as well as the Shinto of the previous dynasty. They have been causing trouble for a long time and have been suppressed one after another. The price must be high and not small, and the same gains will be more and greater.
In early February of this year, the Metropolitan Academy of Education issued new laws and regulations to each state.
One of them is: The remaining mountain gods, water gods, and land gods from the previous dynasty who have survived to this day will not be killed indiscriminately. Those whose crimes are not serious can be recruited and used by the Daolu Court depending on the situation.
Compared with killing, although recruiting is not easy, you can try anything.
Why else would he waste his time asking God again and again?
Mo Ye was also flipping through the book, Leng Buding said: "He is not completely dead, I collected his remaining soul and threw it into the underworld."
She really "threw" it away with no gentleness at all.
Zhang Wenfeng quickly stood up and looked around. There were no outsiders nearby. This didn't sound good to others. Mo Ye didn't care. He had to pay attention. He whispered: "The jade plaque around your waist was given to you by the landowner?"
guessed.
"In exchange."
Mo Ye glanced at the Taoist priest who was talking nonsense. Can she just ask for things from others?
Zhang Wenfeng muttered: "Strange, how could he have such a thing?"
He had never seen the four characters on the back of the jade plaque, and of course he would not know whether it was valuable or not. He could tell through the charm of the word "Tao" that the thing was genuine and not a forgery.
"There is no question about the origin of this thing."
Mo Ye was not responsible for explaining too much. She could "see" the origin of the items, sitting on the rock with her feet together and reading a book.
She heard Zhang Wenfeng teach the little ones in Qingzheng Villa and told a short story about "opening books is beneficial". She thought it made sense. During this time, she fell in love with reading books, whether it was Taoism, residual borrowings, spiritual plants, etc.
Travel notes, stories, etc., even nonsense secret records of the underworld. She looked at whatever she caught and wasn't very picky about food.
The two of them read in silence.
Shi Huaian flew back with several monks. Among them were Song Suxing and Ji Shixi, whom Zhang Wenfeng knew. It seemed that the Jianweijing monks from Daolu Branch of Yuanyang County were out in force. Even the doctor Ji Shixi came in to find them.
That witch cultivator slipped through the net.
Zhang Wenfeng stood up, clasped his fists, smiled and greeted everyone. As usual, he was polite and polite to everyone.
Mo Ye ignored the chaotic group of people and sat quietly reading a book.
Shi Huaian introduced several monks from Wanglong County and another patrolman who came over. After greetings, Shi Huaian said with a smile: "We have almost all the people. I would like to ask Guanzhu Zhang to assign the next step to find the witch cultivator."
Task matters.”
Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Zhang was ordered to come to assist, but he doesn't dare to overstep his authority. Fellow Taoist Shi, please invite me!"
Shi Huaian laughed and stopped being polite. He discussed arranging two people in groups and arranging them according to their directions to avoid unexpected situations. They agreed to communicate with him every two hours to report the search clues and so on.
I specially asked Guanzhu Zhang to sit in the middle of Baihu Ridge and coordinate all parties. To put it bluntly, he did not dare to drive.
Let the six law enforcement guards first escort the bagged corpses, broken rocks and trophies stored by the landlord back to Xiahe County for preservation. The credit for these previous efforts will not be shared with the various monks who came from behind.
Before leaving, Song Suxing took out a letter that Director Guo asked him to hand over to Zhang Guanzhu, and said a few polite words of congratulations. The letter from Director Guo was nothing more than a bunch of politeness, and the "no blame for those who don't know" thing.
, "Zhang Guanzhu is too low-key" and "he is busy with secular affairs and it is inconvenient to go out." He warmly invited Zhang Guanzhu to visit the county as a guest and gave him advice.
Zhang Wenfeng immediately said that he would pay a visit when he had some free time.
Everyone was carrying the sedan chair, but he was not Mo Ye, so he didn't need to pay attention to the world's rules.