Zhuang Yu took out a few blank pieces of rice paper, spread them on the Kanyu map, took out a sharpened black stone, and sketched the topography of the rope ditch area on the white paper. He had learned how to do this from an old spy from the inner border auxiliary department of Dingxi City.
Draw topographic maps.
The topography of the rope ditch, which is more than 80 miles long, is drawn, with twists and turns and complex mountain topography.
He clearly marked the calculated entrance, took a new piece of rice paper, sketched the complex ravines inside the entrance, circled several locations he estimated, and entered the specific location of the monument, which the visitor had to analyze and search for on Chunyou Day.
After Zhuang Yu finished painting and talking, Guanzhu Zhang already had a good idea. He put away a few drawings and asked, "How many times have you been down there?"
The preliminary homework was done in detail and meticulously, which is a talent.
A shy smile appeared on Zhuang Yu's face and he said: "Three times, each time I invited someone to help me." He did not dare to go alone to the place where many accidents had occurred. For his own little life,
Of course you have to cherish it.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "It's not a small expense, right? Is there enough spiritual energy stone on my body?"
"Collecting information from both sides, inviting people to investigate, and setting up eyes and ears in the city, I have almost spent all the more than 2,700 spiritual energy stones on my body."
Zhuang Yu took out the account book and saw the viewer touching his sleeves, and said hurriedly: "Master, you don't need to pay for it. I will borrow a thousand from Senior Brother Wei later. This is a business matter. I will report the accounts together when I go back to the mountain. I won't worry about anything."
Two masters."
He has not officially become a master yet, so he always calls him "Guanzhu" instead of "Master".
Zhang Wenfeng did not specifically ask about Zhuang Yu's work process. He was able to ask for help to protect him when he went to that place three times. He was jumping around without any problems. This is enough to prove Zhuang Yu's ability to save his life. He does not need to remind him more.
I took the book and flipped through it. The expenditures were clearly recorded on it.
He was not interested in this, so he returned the account book to Zhuang Yu and told him to pay attention to safety.
After walking out of the room, he returned to the main room and sat down. Six people were waiting for him.
Zhang Wenfeng carefully looked at the people in the circle, looked at Wei Jingjie who was sitting next to him, and asked: "Are you doing your daily homework?"
"Except for missions, when we are in the city, we do our homework every morning and evening in the main room without falling behind."
Wei Jingjie replied respectfully.
Zhang Wenfeng stared at Wei Jingjie again for a moment. He could see the aura of murder and karma, and asked: "Have you been practicing recently, have it been more difficult to enter concentration than usual, and have you had a lot of distracting thoughts in your mind?"
Wei Jingjie raised his head with slight surprise in his eyes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Yes, when a disciple practices alone, he has to spend several times as much time to sort out the disturbing thoughts in his heart. It has been almost a month."
He noticed that there was a slight problem in his practice, and wanted to reduce the number of Yuan Qi exercises per day through meditation and breath control, and slowly return to his previous state.
Since the owner of the temple has called it out, the situation must be serious to a certain extent.
Shang Qingyun blurted out and asked: "Master, is there something wrong with the captain's practice?"
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the round-faced female disciple who looked more anxious than Wei Jingjie. What was going on with the two of them? He said to Yan Jing and Cui Zhongxian, "Please check Jingjie's pulse."
"yes!"
Yan Jing felt her pulse first, then asked about her status in a low voice, and then it was Cui Zhongxian's turn to check.
After more than a quarter of an hour, the two doctors discussed and concluded that the captain's breath was slightly unstable, his heart fire was stagnate, his energy was uneven, and he had some symptoms of excessive energy. He needed to use medicine to calm his mood.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded and asked the two of them to prepare prescriptions and prepare medicine, telling everyone to stay away. It didn't matter if the donkey stayed.
He set up a soundproof ban in the main room and said to Wei Jingjie, who looked a little nervous: "It's not a big deal. You have killed too many people since you went on the mission. Maybe there is witchcraft that fell on you and affected you. I will recite the sutra several times." Wen can dissolve the bad karma on your body."
This is what he can say at present, and he can use his power of thought to resolve bad karma.
The Da'an Dynasty and the Wu Clan were enemies. The Da'an monks killed the Wu cultivators, and the incense of the Da'an Dynasty's national destiny offset the bad karma. However, there are always mistakes in everything. Wei Jingjie may have experienced extreme emotional fluctuations, which caused evil spirits to enter his body and slowly accumulated. cause.
In the main hall, people sat and stood, and the sound of high and low chanting of scriptures rang out.
Ethereal and lofty, the power of thoughts is like water, constantly washing the whole body of Wei Jingjie who is sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Wei Jingjie feels as if he is soaking in warm water, his whole body is comfortable and used, and any trace of irritability disappears without realizing it.
After reciting the sutra nine times, Zhang Wenfeng stopped and looked at Wei Jingjie's body, which was clean and spotless.
"From now on, before you go to bed at night, recite the 'Cultivation of the Self and Calmness Chapter' of the Taishang Tongxuan Four Directions Miao Sutra three times more. As a captain, you have a heavy burden and the killing sins are heavier than theirs. You need to recite the sutra yourself to eliminate the invisible negative effects. "
"Yes, disciple has noted it down."
Wei Jingjie stood up and bowed respectfully. Fortunately, the temple owner helped him find the problem, otherwise he would have suffered a lot.
Zhang Wenfeng also gave some instructions and asked Wei Jingjie to take medicine later and go back to his room to chant sutras and regulate his breathing. He was not afraid of encountering problems on the way to practice, but was afraid that he would not be able to detect small problems and cause big troubles.
After receiving the replies from Yang Shuilan and Tu Kun, Zhang Wenfeng went to an empty room to rest.
Zhuang Yu asked Wei Jingjie and the others to borrow another thousand spiritual energy stones, which was a great advantage.
It was getting dark, and Zhang Wenfeng took Shi Nanguan to the dust-cleansing banquet of the city lord and the other two monks in the Free Realm. He was originally going to take the captain Wei Jingjie there, but something happened to the captain. Although he has recovered, Yijing is still there. It is not advisable to move.
Celebrating the New Year with a few disciples in Dingxicheng.
Feel the simple and rough customs of different mainland border towns.
On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Wenfeng said goodbye to the city lord, then left the east city gate with his donkey and flew to the southeast.
After making a circle, three hundred miles away, they met up with Yang Shuilan, who had agreed to wait in the ravine for a long time. They took out the blueprint and showed it to Yang Shuilan. The two of them and one donkey flew towards the middle of the rope ditch not far away.
The donkey was relatively indifferent to Yang Shuilan, who became the goddess of water. It pretended to be mute and did not take the initiative to say hello.
When Yang Shuilan ruthlessly abandoned Lezi and severed ties with Lezi, he witnessed it with his own eyes on the banks of the Yaxi River in Xihezhou Town. Of course, he was on Lezi's side and had no good impressions of Yang Shuilan.
It had no involvement in the story that happened later.
The viewer didn’t tell it, so how could it know?
The donkey fell behind alone. He didn't understand why the temple owner didn't invite the earth protector to come and hunt for the treasure together, but instead called a woman who had betrayed his trust.
But there must be a reason for the viewer to do this, and it just follows suit.
At nearly noon, two people and a donkey walked to the rope ditch that stretches for dozens of miles. The sky was gloomy, and miasmatic white mist emerged from the stone forest in the gully. The wind blew the mist, and for a moment, the ground-hugging fog was everywhere. The protruding rocks block the view from far away.
I found an earthen mountain shaped like a gourd.
After confirming again and again, the two of them were brave enough to fly down into the deep ravine filled with white air below.
The donkey followed closely and had shrunk its body quite a bit.
The white air can interfere with the exploration of spiritual consciousness. It fell to the entrance of a cave with flowing mist about twenty feet deep. The two of them got in and saw three male and female monks inside, stunned and on guard.
White mist flows on the ground, decorating the narrow cave like a fairyland, shrouded in mist.
Zhang Wenfeng recognized the woman in the middle as an acquaintance at a glance, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his lips: "Chu Qing'er, I haven't seen you in many years."
The three witch cultivators naturally recognized the traitor named Zhang who everyone wanted to kill.
Enemies meet on a narrow road in a place like this!