Chapter 129: Four Zens, Dreams, and Listening to the Wind
"Twenty-nine degrees β it's October." Luo Youhua raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Brother Jiao, do you want to call Mr. Xu, seeing that the weather is not going to rain much, should we continue to rush or ......?"
After Xu Xiang came up, he first ordered everyone to look for Ma Weijie's traces, and then see if there were traps around, and he took Feng Baobao to the depths of the woods and couldn't come out.
Jiao Guoding was perfunctory for a while, and he was also a little annoyed in his heart.
"Xu Xiang, Xu Xiang, you old thing really has a problem! The baby is obviously your temporary worker in the whole of North China, so caring for the calf, how can you feel like you have a leg with her, if you let Su Dong know, I am afraid that you will not be able to sit still in this high-level position...... Hum! β
This incident obviously happened in the southwest region, but Xu Xiang, the person in charge of North China, almost single-handedly came to help deal with it, this is also an experiment from the top, if he Xu Xiang relies on his connections to finish the matter beautifully, the upper authorities will praise him and be afraid of him; If he stirs up this troubled water, it can only show that his ability and resources are limited, and he can only do some small things in the territory of North China that abuse power for personal gain, and there is no need to deliberately target it.
And Su Dong is the female director who held Xu Xiang accountable at the Baijing headquarters a few days ago, and now she is the third-in-command in the company, as the only director of the company who has no alien background, she is now in her prime, and she is even more resolute in her work, and when she negotiates with those alien forces, she often sings blackface next to Zhao Fangxu, and she offends many people because of this.
Of course, as she grew older, coupled with the influence of Zhao Fangxu's wilting temperament, her style began to change greatly, playing Tai Chi, causing trouble to the east, watching from the wall, and secretly making stumbling ...... Of course, this is more than ten years later.
"Brother Zhuge , look ......" Luo Youhua turned his gaze to Zhuge again, at this time he had already come to the place where the iron cable broke on the edge of the cliff to observe carefully, and he was still holding half of the iron cable in his hand.
"Don't worry, what Mr. Xu said before makes sense, figure out the enemy and then fight - now that our whereabouts have been exposed, following the old route is to throw yourself into the net, Xiao Luo, although I am very confident in your skills, but guiding you to follow the trend is what I, a warlock, should do."
"Oh, Brother Zhuge , what do you mean...... And a way to turn the tide? Feng Zhenghao groaned.
"Well, the current pattern can be described as 'Tun hexagram', under the hexagram, but now it is 'the beginning of things', although it is difficult, but as long as you follow the trend, it will inevitably flourish - well, it's going to rain hard, let's find a place to shelter from the rain first." Zhuge Yan squinted at the sky, and Luo Youhua was very skeptical that he could see the general shape of a cloud from the slit in his eyes.
"Can you tell who did it?"
"It's those Gu masters, Miss Jiang!" Zhuge Yan took out a silkworm chrysalis from his pocket, the surface was dark and shiny, "If I guessed correctly, the Gu worms that attacked us before came out of these chrysalis. β
Jiang Zhuangzi nodded, with a hint of apology on his face, "There is a smell of Qi, this is indeed the silkworm chrysalis left after the Gu is lured, this kind of Gu has been lost in our village for many years, and it is the first time I have encountered it, sorry." β
Zhuge Yan and others all expressed their understanding, and it was very hidden to inlay part of the silkworm chrysalis into the central part of the chain bridge, and everyone was concentrating on maintaining balance, and it was normal not to notice it.
Feng Zhenghao's eyes narrowed, but he thought of a detail that was enough to make people think about it carefully:
When Ma Weijie's sword flew over the chain bridge, he did not hide the full Qi current, he was flying close to the iron cable, and when everyone went to the bridge, there were still a lot of Ma Weijie's Qi left in the environment, and these Qi confused the public, otherwise with Zhuge Wei or the company's baby's keenness, he may not be able to find this trap - and then think of the trap that the hotel had been arranged in advance, which made the deep-thinking Feng Zhenghao have to think more.
"Is there a problem with Ma Weijie's identity? No, his past can be verified, it is impossible to go undercover or anything, if someone else pretends to be, then although he has not revealed the means that really belong to Kunlun Sword Immortal, but he can deceive us strangers, can he still deceive his own brother? Feng Zhenghao looked up, there were raindrops on his cheeks, and he suspected that he was thinking too much.
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
"Shelter from the rain."
Shi Yan flies, and Shang Yang inspires. The pouring rain poured down from the torrential clouds, and the emerald jungle was even more blue, and the muddy water on the ground rolled, splashed and fell, green on the top and gray on the bottom, and put a wonderful but dark filter on the place; The wind played, the green leaves were beaten to a wet tide, through the mottled shadows of the trees smashed on everyone's clothes, and a rain wall was revealed in the distant sky, which was a natural curtain formed by the fine rainstorm, accompanied by bursts of thunder, sometimes hidden and sometimes visible, sometimes moving and sometimes static, like a big black hand approaching with thunder and lightning.
In the dreary sound of continuous thunder, Tang Muzhi only felt that the sound and picture in his mind were becoming clearer, and this kind of whispering was more depressing than the hot and humid environment. A kind of indistinguishable fine and warm raindrops drifted from all directions, and soon the clothes were covered with a layer of moist and penetrating moss-like moisture, and Tang Muzhi unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his sturdy chest that had been sunburned by the sun when he practiced in the Tang Sect.
"It's so good ...... figure," October Flower swallowed as she salivaed.
"The more you live, the more you go back......," Tang Mu smiled bitterly in his heart.
In the face of the sultry environment, the way adopted by this group of alchemists is not to summon a gust of wind to blow cool, but to sit quietly for a while, to leave the joy of life, or to be born happy, after the joy of the wonderful life, the soul will feel relaxed and happy, just like a person has unloaded the burden of ten thousand catties, no longer pulled by consciousness, no longer coerced by external objects, pure and undisturbed body and mind, pure and unstained feeling......
This is Tang Muzhi's greatest happiness as an alchemist, and this happiness will not be separated from him for a moment; And he is the person of Mount Tai, the sky is falling, or the people are betrayed and separated, and it is difficult to get out of this realm, but as long as he is disturbed by colorful dreams, it is difficult to purify. If you don't move on weekdays, the true self that is surrounded by the pure vajra circle will be easily dissolved once you encounter a dream, and a true heart will be wrapped in joys and sorrows, happiness and loneliness by dreams.
Fortunately, he never dreamed much, since the birth of his mother's womb, the first time he dreamed was the night before Guangping's birthday, he dreamed of cold, hard and monotonous snow in the northwest, and it snowed the next day; The second time was on New Year's Day in the Lion City, when I dreamed of a whole turbulent era - and then sometimes I would dream when I meditated at night, and I woke up with no sense.
"Muzhi, I'm calling you Muzhi now, be smooth, do you smoke?" Feng Zhenghao, who was on the side, was wearing a thin shirt and walked up to him to hand out cigarettes.
This movement pulled Tang Muzhi back from the state of being asleep, and he stood up from the ground.
"A few of them didn't get wet with the blisters, which is really bad luck, hehe." Feng Zhenghao was holding a burning wooden stick in his hand, and just now a few of them had made a fire under the shade of a tree to roast their clothes.
Tang Muzhi took Feng Zhenghao's cigarette and lit it, a suppressed emotion dissipated with the smoke, and October Flower was next to them, but he didn't say anything.
In this era, the concept of "smoking is harmful to health" is still so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, tobacco advertising is still hot in some places where there is no light, and many people do not know the harm of smoking.
"Muzhi, have you seen Ma Weijie before?" Feng Zhenghao's mouth moved slightly.
"Just heard of it. Both of them had heard of it. β
"Oh...... I remember that you have dealt with the whole sex, I don't know if you have heard of one of them called 'Domain Painting Poison', and he has been a member of the whole sex for some years, and he can turn people into anything he has ever seen. β
"I've heard of some, and the elders in the door have instructed me."
Feng Zhenghao didn't say anything more, just glanced at Tang Muzhi solemnly, and then turned to leave.
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"Guys, I'm sorry, I can't wait for the rain to stop." Ma Yingjie stood up and straightened his clothes.
"Huh?" October Flower was quietly peeking at Tang Muzhi's chest muscles, but Ma Yingjie's words meant to take action.
"Brother Yingjieβ"
"Although I am confident in my brother's skills, I can't do nothing but wait for news, so I'll go first." Ma Yingjie turned around and was about to leave, without dragging his feet, Feng Zhenghao took the lead in persuading for a while, and finally Xu Xiang made the decision.
"Let's go, Xiao Jiao, how are you recovering from your injuries?" Xu Xiang stared at him.
Jiao Guoding thought that Xu Xiang was really concerned about his injury, so he responded: "It's okay, you can walk." β
"But the next road is not easy, Xiao Jiao, can I send someone to send you back?"
Jiao Guoding's eyes rolled, "Mr. Xu, I won't drag you down, I'll just wait for rescue here, you must seize the opportunity, go all the way, and strive to get rid of this group of crazy people who threaten the people at one time!" β
Xu Xiang nodded, Ma Yingjie was already a little anxious, and he couldn't hang him anymore, otherwise his good reputation that Xu Xiang had played for decades would be ruined.
Jiao Guoding was left behind, and the remaining eight people walked in the direction pointed by Zhuge Yan, which was calculated by the fact that he spent a lot of effort to inquire about the interior scene when he was resting, and it was the place where the group of Daoless Gu Masters lived.
"I compared the map, and the place Brother Zhuge said is not far from this side of the 'Stone Vase Mountain', but it is also very close to the border." Feng Zhenghao said: "Before sunset, let's go to the Stone Vase Mountain to find out, Gu Master, I have my own way to identify." β
"Okay." The crowd chimed in.
Walking all the way to the southwest, two more rivers were crossed, and the low stone vase mountain revealed the whole picture.
Walking down the mountain, there are obvious traces of human life around, used plastic bottles, basins, stainless steel kettles and oil drums. The white bones of wild beasts were piled up all over the place, and the sound of crawling insects could be heard below, but other than that, the surroundings were very quiet, and there was not a single strange sound.
"Devouring the White Bone Mountain!" Jiang Zhuangzi was stunned and said, "There are a large number of Gu worms around here, everyone be careful!" β
"They haven't been gone for long, and they're still here before the rain stops!"
"That's an hour." Feng Zhenghao closed his eyes and thought, this was just within his ability.
"It's eerily quiet." Luo Youhua said solemnly.
Jiang Zhuangzi covered his scarf, squatted on those white bone mountains and observed them carefully for a while, his face was soothing, "Be careful, these insects have been baited!" β
"Underneath the carcasses of these animals, once touched, the creatures within a mile radius will be devoured by these 'six-spotted tiger mantises', they are very good at breeding, but they have already caused a wave of insects. You have noticed that there are no anomalies in this vicinity, I am afraid that the living creatures around you have been devoured by these Gu worms, so there is no sound. Now, as long as you don't actively provoke them, you won't set yourself on fire. β
"Mr. Wind?" Xu Xiang looked at Feng Zhenghao, now it was time for him to appear.
Feng Zhenghao nodded, and a black qi emerged from around him, gradually condensing into the form of an old man.
"The soul of an old man?"
Everyone looked at Feng Zhenghao in different eyes, and the use of this kind of witchcraft was common but often unpopular, and the dead were the greatest, after all, few people could not mind letting others control their souls.
"This soul comes from an old man who is good at the art of danqing, and Brother Hao is also lucky to be favored by this old gentleman when he was alive." Luo Youhua seemed to explain unintentionally.
The old man condensed by Heiqi was holding a paintbrush, and the old man raised his right hand holding the brush and was waving, Tang Muzhi opened his flesh eyes to observe.
MagnetismβThe scattered magnetic force left here was colored by the brush, and gradually became a black and white line, and the old man splashed a cloud of green ink, which turned into a bird in the air and held the end of the line.
Secret Painting - Skylark!
"It seems that they haven't gone far yet, so let's just follow this sparrow." Feng Zhenghao withdrew his hand and said with a smile.
"Mr. Wind, good means." Everyone said politely, and while paying attention to the Gu trap under their feet, they followed the Qi Que towards the back mountain.
Hugh β
A whistle sounded above everyone's heads, and Tang Muzhi looked fixedly, a middle-aged man with dark skin and blue cloth clothes and pants, obviously dressed as a Miao ethnic group, leaned on the back mountainside.
The whistle was ethereal, if it weren't for the fact that there was an almost transparent Qi line behind the person being held by a lark, Tang Mu couldn't find his location for a while.
The whistle came from the man's mouth. Jiang Zhuangzi's face changed, and he hurriedly looked at the pile of animal corpses.
"The 'Six-Spotted Tiger Mantis' has been controlled, the insect tide is coming, everyone be careful!"
As he spoke, the white bones around him began to vibrate and collapse, and small insects with dark green markings of about 30 millimeters turned into a wave, rushing out from under the mountain of bones, and the speed was very fast.
Feng Baobao and Xu Xiang were the closest to those little insects, and they were about to be attacked!
"Kunzi - Wanling!"
"Raw Gu - Tasteless Moth!"
This time, Zhuge Yan and Jiang Zhuangzi were the first to react, and the moist ground that had just rained instantly formed a thick layer of frost, and those Gu worms that attacked Feng Baobao and Xu Xiang were directly frozen on the ground.
Walking on frost and ice, yin begins to condense. Tame its way, to the ice.
Several moths flew out of Jiang Zhuangzi's sleeves and began to hover over everyone's heads, sprinkling fine dust.
"These powders can temporarily mask the breath of the living and make these mantis less crazy." Jiang Zhuangzi explained.
Hiss β
There are constantly insects hissing out from under the White Bone Mountain, and Zhuge Yan's Kunzi spell can't stand the number of these Gu insects too much!
Perhaps it was Jiang Zhuangzi's methods that worked, and the insect tide gathered much slower this time, allowing everyone to have time to discuss.
The insect tide erupted into a terrifying roar, and Zhuge shouted, "Everyone, form a circle first!" Brother Ma, how about you and I use the fire spell to wipe out these Gu worms in one fell swoop? β
Ma Yingjie quickly stood beside him, but his expression was a little abnormal, "I'm not good at fire spells. β
Zhuge Yan said helplessly: "Then I have to change the method, and I can't do it in terms of flames." β
Now that there are Gu insects in all directions, Wuhou Qimen can't let the "enemy" stand on the fierce position, and the Shengke effect of the attribute has been greatly weakened, if one blow can't eliminate the insect tide, then the response will be weak.
"Uh-what about Tang Muzhi? Who saw where Tang Muzhi went? October Hua suddenly panicked, and in a blink of an eye, Tang Muzhi, who had been by her side, suddenly disappeared.
"What's going on?" Feng Zhenghao and the others also looked around, and Tang Muzhi's figure did disappear.
"Huh, don't worry yet, Brother Zhuge , you help find someone, we'll stop the insect tide first." Feng Zhenghao greeted Luo Youhua, one person and one side, each using his own means to block the surging insect tide!
"Blow!"
"Dementor Domain!"
In order to find it back as soon as possible, Zhuge Yu did not hesitate to use the spell known as the gossip magic technique in later generations.
"Xun Zi - listen to the wind."