Chapter 10: The Head of the Mountain God

A young man who was so poor that he said that he wanted to take his mother, sister and even the same villagers to live in the town, which was a matter of fantasy for a normal person.

However, things happened right in front of him, and both Pang Ren and Pang Hui looked at Zhang Yang in surprise.

But even if they were surprised, the two of them were not shocked, on the contrary, they wanted to listen to Zhang Yang's next words with great interest.

After all, in their bones, Pang Rentao and Pang Hui are not people who follow the rules, and the wisdom shown by Zhang Yang has already made them feel that they can't look at it from the eyes of ordinary people.

Looking at the inquiring eyes of the two, Zhang Yang had no choice but to arch his hand towards Pang Hui and said, "I don't know if there are soybeans in the teacher's house?"

Pang Hui was confused by the question, but still nodded involuntarily.

Zhang Yang said: "This is very good, please help the younger brother bring a few soybeans over, the younger brother is useful!"

Pang Hui went to the back room gently, and after a while, a small half bowl of yellow came out from a small bowl, and the grains were full and full of first-class good soybeans.

Zhang Yang didn't explain, so he went to the well in front of the house with the soybeans, fetched a bucket of water from the well, filled some with a scoop, poured it into a bowl, and then entered the house.

"Are you going to grow beans directly with water?" Pang Hui took the small bowl and looked at it, even more puzzled.

The beans are soaked with water and then germinate at a certain temperature. This is common sense, she understands!

But can you grow beans with water?

Not only her, but even Pang Ren was puzzled.

However, he didn't deny it like other Confucian scholars who didn't understand, but looked at Zhang Yang with interest, waiting for Zhang Yang to explain.

Zhang Yang looked at Pang Hui, then at Pang Ren and said with a smile: "Senior sister might as well cover the bowl with a wooden board, and the younger brother will have his own answer in half a month!"

Pang Hui didn't ask much, Zhang Yang glanced at him and took the small bowl into the back room, but he didn't come out again.

At this time, Pang Ren stepped on Zhang Yang and said, "So it seems that you are confident?"

"Well, the student is indeed a little sure!"

After the master and apprentice chatted, Zhang Yang got up and said goodbye.

Everything today is like a dream for him, he needs to digest it well, and now it is sunset, if he comes home too late, he will inevitably worry about his family.

As soon as Zhang Yang left, Pang Hui walked out of the back room.

Pang Ren looked at his granddaughter with a smile and asked, "What does Hui'er think of your junior brother?"

Pang Hui helped Pang Ren step on the half-dried teacup and refill the teacup: "Grandpa, this guy is actually a liar!

"Oh, since he's a liar, why didn't you stop me when I took him as an apprentice?"

"I think he's different from other readers!" Pang Hui thought about it for a moment before saying, "It's not the same as you and Senior Brother Zhang." Although Grandpa, you and Senior Brother Zhang have been criticized by outsiders for deviating from the scriptures, but I know that you are only a little different from the mainstream Confucianism in some ideas, but in fact you are still rooted in science. But ....."

"But what?" Pang Ren asked when he was also aroused by Pang Hui.

"I can't say it, but I always feel that he is different! Just like ordinary dealers, I am afraid that they don't even dare to enter the gate of our academy, and he not only came in in a grand manner, but also fought against Liu Duanyang. Except for the holy criticism, in terms of people alone, his speech and demeanor are not at all like that of a farmer, and even those sons of families in Chang'an City are not as calm and breezy as him. ”

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Zhang Yang naturally didn't know that his senior sister was talking bad about him behind his back, and he had now embarked on the way home.

After passing through the town gate and walking onto the mountain path, the afterglow of the setting sun had already changed to a slightly blackened blue.

Because he was worried about Zhang Yang's concern at home, Zhang Yang improved his pace a little, and when he came to the foot of a mountain, Rao was that he had already begun to practice Mangniu Boxing, and he couldn't help but be a little tired.

Of course, the most important thing is that he didn't eat anything at all today except in the morning, and he originally planned to bring some gifts to the little girl when he went home, but he was trampled on by Pang Ren and left behind, but when he came back, the street had already closed the stalls.

Therefore, Zhang Yang can be said to be tired and hungry now, and when he saw a stone like a stool next to him, he simply sat down.

However, the moment Zhang Yang sat down, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The stone was uneven, but when he stood up and looked at it by the faint light, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he was used to walking at night.

This stone turned out to be a hideous and terrifying human face!

The whole face should have been painted with paint before, but after being exposed to wind and rain, it weathered into mottled patches, and the ugliness was very scary.

"This is?" Zhang Yang suddenly thought of the mountain temple on the mountain behind the village, and the mountain god in the temple was suddenly missing a head.

And the stone-like face in front of me.... Could it be the head of the mountain god?

Thinking like this, Zhang Yang immediately picked up the whole stone with a force in his hand, and it was actually a head.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, Zhang Yang hurriedly flipped his head over and put it on the ground, only to see that the neck of the head was neatly like the neck of the mountain god in the mountain temple, as if it had been cut off by a long knife.

"It turned out to be really the head of the mountain god in the mountain temple!" This look is not trivial, and at the same time, Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a question from the bottom of his heart.

The Stone Tablet Village is more than ten miles away from his current location, who would have enough to eat and cut off the head of the mountain god and run so far to throw it here?

couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, Zhang Yi simply didn't think about it anymore, but the doubts in his stomach were getting deeper and deeper.

When I walked up the mountain road from the new, there were several unknown beast cries in the mountain forest.

Some are like wolf howling, and some want to chirp birds, constantly wandering in the mountains intermittently, and the mountain breeze at night gives people a terrifying atmosphere.

I don't know when, the bright moon in the sky has slowly risen, under the illumination of the moonlight, although the road can still only be seen approximately, but it can also be seen for seven or eight minutes, Zhang Yang couldn't help but speed up his pace again and walked towards Shibei Village.

After walking for most of the incense, Zhang Yang suddenly stopped.

Not far ahead, he saw the head of the mountain god he had just found again.

It's still the familiar mountain road, it's still the grass, it's still the hideous and terrifying face, at this moment, Zhang Yang even cheated his hair!

At the same time, the words 'ghost, build, wall' suddenly appeared in his mind.

Somehow, he remembered the weird thing about Xiaowangzhuang that Aunt Wang of Qingxianglou joked about with him, and the more strange he felt when he thought about it.

He was thinking about how to deal with the strange scene in front of him, but behind him was a crisp and soft voice ringing in his ears.

"I don't know where this boy is going?"

This voice came abruptly and strangely, and Zhang Yang turned around and saw a girl in white standing in front of him.