"Who asked you this?" Xiao Jiuyi pouted, "That's a quick knife to kill pigs and break bones, what's wrong with cutting your body, can it be an ordinary person?" What kind of skill is this, I ask? ”

Huzi flattened his mouth: "Isn't it just 'God Fighting'?" This is the method of 'God Fighting'. ”

"It's called 'God Fighting'!" Xiao Jiu couldn't help but sigh, "What kind of 'Holy Mother' can really be invulnerable?" ”

"It's not that simple," Huzi explained, "'God Fight', you have to open the altar in advance to invite the gods to come up, so that you can protect for a while, and you can know some fairy fists and feet." And the mortal body of the mortal body, where can it withstand the wish of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens to be supported by all sentient beings? Most of them will lose their longevity. If you can pass the path of cultivation, who will learn to fight with God! If this is something that the Virgin has not done beforehand, most of them will not be able to stand this knife. ”

Xiao Jiuyi slapped his thigh: "That's enough cow!" Huzi, will you? Teach me that this ability to be invulnerable after doing the law is not something that ordinary people can learn! You taught me that I would be able to walk sideways on this street in the future. Whoever dares to come to my home to make trouble again, I'll slap him! ”

Huzi patted Xiao Jiu on the back of the head: "What do you think?" And don't say that you don't have such a fate, even if you have this root, I can't teach you - I won't! Besides, the 'God Fight' thing is detrimental to Yangshou, and your family is your only seedling, if you want to join the Boxers, I will immediately go to Chen Banzhu to complain! ”

"Don't!" Xiao Jiu was busy, "What are you talking to my father!" I don't have a word about it, I'm just talking about it casually. ”

Huzi smiled: "Don't worry, I won't sue you." Besides, don't believe them too much, that Boxer Virgin, you let her take a second stab? ”

Xiao Jiu probably guessed what the beard was going to say, and nodded half-incomprehensibly. Huzi didn't say much more, hit the railing and turned over and went back to the verandah, and walked towards the staircase.

"Hey, Huzi!" Xiao Jiu came to his senses and shouted, "What are you doing in the city?" You can't just play with me, right? ”

"How can you!" Huzi was walking to the corner of the stairs, and when he looked up, he replied, "Master sent me to the city to deliver a letter, I may not be able to go back tonight, so I will stay with you." ”

Xiao Jiu didn't think about it, and nodded: "Done!" We'll have a companion this evening. ”

Huzi replied as he went downstairs: "Who is your companion?" You're beautiful! ”

Out of the door of the Drum Tower, Huzi looked up at the sky. The hour was not early, and he didn't dare to delay the business, so he hurriedly walked towards the north of the city.

After passing through the bazaar, and then crossing the river, there was a small courtyard about two streets away from the Yamen.

From a distance, although the courtyard is not big, the main entrance is also a vermilion lacquered façade, and the red hall is so rich. The outer wall is made of two feet of square bluestone, dignified and atmospheric. There is no carved beast shape on the eaves of the wall, indicating that this is a flat-headed people's house. However, the eaves tile is not an ordinary clay tile, it is a delicate thing that is burned and glazed. At this time, the sun is in the west, and the entire eaves are shining, and it is also beautiful.

It's not okay to take a closer look. On the façade of vermilion lacquer, pieces of paint have fallen off and are mottled. Dog urine moss grew in the corners of the walls, and fine grass and vines drilled out of the cracks in the bricks. There are also a lot of cracks and deglazing of the glazed eaves and tiles, not only because they are not carefully wiped on weekdays, but also because they are damaged and have not been replaced.

This is Zhang Daxian's home.

"Zhang Daxian, are you at home? I am Peng Huzi, and my master sent me to deliver you a letter. Huzi tapped on the door and waited for a while but no one answered.

"Zhang Daxian! Are you at home? Huzi wondered in his heart: Could it be that this old man hasn't come back yet, and he pounced on himself?

This Zhang Daxian is a disciple of the entrance of the hall, it is said that if you are at home, there should be a Huangtang newspaper horse guard at the door, and there is an old python in Changtang on the wall. This kind of behavior is to protect the younger brother and the horse in a comprehensive way, and the second is to let the younger brother and horse win the trust of the "unpredictable prophet" when he looks at things.

After looking up and down, Huzi didn't see the layout of the wall outside the door, and even thought that Wong Tai Sin was not at home, so he turned around and wanted to leave, thinking that he would come to his door early tomorrow morning to block people.

But before he could take a few steps, a yellow skin that seemed to be real and virtual suddenly flew from behind the tiger and rushed over, blocking in front of the tiger. Huzi was taken aback, and raised his hand to grab the velvet sleeve of the Miao knife on his back.

The yellow man stopped moving, and actually spit out Zhang Daxian's voice from his mouth: "Little friend, please Mr. Peng come and save me!" Hurry!"

After saying this, the yellow skin immediately turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated.

Hearing Zhang Daxian's voice coming from the mouth of this yellow skin, Huzi did not immediately turn back to the mountain, but thought in his heart: This Zhang Daxian must be at home now, but he should have encountered a lot of trouble. Now I have used a Huang Xian's spell to ask me to send a message to my master for help, which has always been a matter of urgency. When you return to the temple from here, even if you are willing to pay for a donkey cart, it will take you an hour to go back and forth, and it may be time for curfew.

Thinking of this, in fact, Huzi has already made up his mind. He also learned a skill, it is the age when the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and his skills are worried that there is no place to show them, what a good opportunity now! Besides, saving people is important at the moment, so why think about it a lot? I found the master and came back, maybe the daylily was cold.

So Huzi looked left and right, took advantage of the opportunity that no one saw, jumped upward, kicked his foot on the wall twice, and crossed the wall! When the lower body landed, two tiles were brought down, and they fell to the ground with a crisp sound!

This voice didn't bother anyone, because Huzi couldn't see anyone outside.

There is a main hall in the courtyard, and there are no wings on the left and right, but two orchards, planted with some seasonal vegetables and fruits, most of which are not yet ripe.

Huzi has never been to Zhang Daxian's house, but if he wants to come to the door and can't see the residence, then the wing room should be in the backyard. Entering the main hall, Huzi took out the Miao knife and held it in his hand while looking around.

The main hall is the place where the host meets guests, and there is a landscape hanging on the opposite side at first, without a name and no money. On the left hand side are the tea table and chairs, and on the right hand side there are some ornaments and treasures on a Bogu shelf - some are old altars and jars that Huzi can't tell how old they are, and some are the same things.

Huzi was not interested in those pots and jars, but the delicate nesting dolls and ticking bells and other things, which were new things that Huzi had never seen, and he couldn't help but look at them twice.

But Huzi didn't forget his business, didn't make much nostalgia, and walked back through the front room of the main hall with a knife.

Just after the front hall, Huzi was startled!

Opposite the landscape wall is a piece of red paper that is one person high, which is framed on the wall, and the names of people are densely written on it. In front of the red paper, there is a table of offerings, on which are placed melon and fruit pastries and an incense burner, in which there are three incense sticks, and there is green smoke, which has just burned out. This should be the "hall table" dedicated to the full hall of immortals, and every immortal family in the hall is on the table.

And the one sitting in front of the offering table is that big immortal!

He sat at the offering table with his eyes closed, his head slightly raised, facing the hall. The scriptures are written in Chinese characters, and they know every tiger when they are taken out, but they are connected together, so they can only know the tiger, and the tiger can't recognize them.

Huzi didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhang Daxian's eyes, but Zhang Daxian didn't react. Huzi softly called out two more sentences of "Zhang Daxian", but still did not get a reply. Reaching out to probe his nose again, Zhang Daxian had a long pulse, and it didn't look like he had committed anything on his body at all. Huzi felt strange in his heart, looked carefully, and finally saw a golden thread flying out of Zhang Daxian's eyebrows, fluttering and flickering with the Ma Tang list.

Zhang Daxian's hall is a Qingfeng Hall, and the archbishop of the hall is an old tablet king - this is a better way to say. It's not good to say, it's a Yin Hall, the hall master was not a cultivator before, just a mortal. In such a hall, often the head of the hall also has a bunch of unjust creditors and six relatives, so there are many rights and wrongs in front of the door, and it is easy to make some moths.

Huzi looked at the appearance of the big immortal and knew that most of the things that happened in the hall were serious. The Great Sect Master couldn't hold it down, and Zhang Daxian couldn't protect himself, so he asked an outsider for help.

Zhang Daxian's current appearance seems to be talking to the immortal family in his hall, which makes Huzi numb. He had never heard of this kind of thing, and Zhang Daxian just asked Huzi to find Mr. Peng to save his life, presumably at a life-and-death juncture, but Huzi didn't know what to do at such a time!

After thinking about it, Huzi thought about it, and simply woke up Zhang Daxian and asked directly. Zhang Daxian is not doing it now, and it will not hurt the soul if he interrupts. As soon as he thought of it, Huzi put his left hand on Zhang Daxian's shoulder. Shaking it twice, Zhang Daxian didn't wake up, but Huzi felt dizzy! I only saw the Venus in front of me, and the empty feet only felt like stepping on cotton, and my limbs were weak and I couldn't move.

Huzi didn't know what had happened, he just thought about what he had done, and used all his strength to clench the Miao knife in his hand!

When the clear light was restored in front of him, he saw a strong man wearing a goose feather helmet and bright light armor standing not far in front of him. Behind the strong man stood dozens of stubborn soldiers, each holding a variety of blades in their hands, and they all looked like they were facing a great enemy!

Huzi just wanted to speak, but the strong man spoke first, his voice hoarse, like a snake hissing: "Zhang Jizu!" How daring! No matter how much trouble Lao Tzu makes, it's just our own business in the hall, if you find an outsider, you will break the rules in the hall! ”

After the strong man said this, a voice came from behind Huzi: "Chang Qiu, you are so shameless, your attempt to become the sect leader is to commit the following crimes, turn over the hall, you tell us the rules?" I, Zhang Tianliu, am I really so easy to bully? ”

Huzi followed the prestige, and the person who spoke was an old man in a short-clothed Han costume, with a pale face and a ghostly atmosphere. Zhang Daxian crossed a posture with his heart facing the sky, holding a Buddhist scripture and sitting not far behind the old man, surrounded by all kinds of men and women dressed in the clothes of the previous dynasty.

Zhang Tianliu, Huzi muttered two sentences of this name in his heart, and suddenly thought, isn't this name the first name on Zhang Daxian's family hall list? In other words, this old man is the head of the Zhang Daxian family, the old tablet king!

Thinking of this, the sweat on Huzi's forehead came down - he seemed to have caused some trouble, and people turned over the hall in their own homes, and they were wrapped up in some mess!