Hu Meng seemed to be very afraid of this male cultivator who opened his mouth to reprimand, and his two index fingers were quietly entangled, and he muttered: "I saw that she didn't know, so I told her." ”

The male cultivator glared at her as if he hated iron, and walked away, "Stay away from the nether monk and come with me." ”

Hu Meng waved his hand apologetically at Zhang Zheng and trotted to keep up with the male cultivator's pace.

Watching the two walk away one after the other, Zhang Zheng, who was disgusted and despised by Ming Huanghuang, only felt inexplicable.

Is the Nether monk poisonous, or is it thorny? Let them avoid it.

The ghost doll gloated and laughed, mocking to the fullest, "Haha...... What sin have you committed to make people so hateful! Could it be that he dug up someone's ancestral grave? ”

Zhang Zheng's face was dark, his hand was raised, his hand was up and down, and there was a crisp "snap", and it hit the demon wolf's tail shaking happily on the buttocks.

"You...... You ......" The ghost doll's eyes were agitated, and the figure that turned into a demon wolf shook violently.

Zhang Zheng was not in a hurry, and as soon as his mind moved, he withdrew the ghost doll that could not control the transformation into his body, and jumped on tiptoe to the lush bamboo forest in front of him.

No one cared about her action, they just thought that she had brought the demon pet into the spirit beast space.

Sure enough, there were bamboo pieces all over the ground, Zhang Zheng picked up a bamboo piece at random and looked at it carefully, ignoring the roar of the ghost doll in his mind.

Less than two fingers wide of the bamboo, but engraved with nine columns of small characters, densely packed like ghost paintings, look closely at each small character is like the simple pen of mountains and flowers, together it is like the ink river Mochuan, the text is ancient, and today's text is very different.

Zhidao Village uses the ancient style.

When Zhang Zheng first arrived in Zhidao Village, he was illiterate for two or three days, and later after learning the ancient style with his husband in a private school, he slowly understood the meaning of the ancient style.

In this regard, she also wondered why what she saw on the scrolls of the stone wall murals was not ancient. No one could give her an answer, so she had to think that it was the miracle of the stone wall mural itself.

Seeing that Zhang Zheng ignored its irritability and rage, the ghost doll died down, and instead glanced at the bamboo piece in her hand, and the dense ghost painting talisman made it have a headache.

"What's on the bamboo?"

Zhang Zheng raised his eyebrows, seized the opportunity and mocked back mercilessly, "So you are still illiterate? It's in vain that you've lived so long. ”

The ghost doll jumped like thunder, "Lao Tzu died at the age of two!" Two years old! I would hell if I could read! ”

"You're a ghost."

Seeing that the ghost doll was really about to faint, Zhang Zheng's words changed, and he said: "The bamboo piece says that Taiping Town is 50,000 miles away from the southeast, and you need to find a crockpot to enter Taiping Town. ”

Zhang Zheng took out the jar originally used to hold the bones of the ghost doll from the storage bag, which was empty, and the bones had been fused with Zhang Zheng, and would only reappear after the blood contract was lifted.

She shook the dusty crockpot, "Is this a crockpot?" ”

I don't know if this crockpot reminded the ghost doll that it was a blood contract, or if the bones were sealed in the jar aggrievedly, it stared at the crockpot hatefully, and pouted: "Where do I know? ”

Zhang Zheng relied on the shadow of the sunlight tree to barely identify the next direction, and said with a serious expression: "Isn't the southeast direction the direction we came from?" ”

"It seems that the treasure hunt in Taiping Town is not a coincidence with what you call 'Taiping Town', and nine times out of ten the treasure hunting place is the Taiping Town you are."

The ghost doll didn't think about it, and retorted firmly: "Impossible! I've been in Taiping Town for so long, I've never seen any monks, and you're the second person I've ever met!" ”

Zhang Zheng squinted, "The second person? Who is the first one? ”

The ghost doll was silent for an instant, silent.

It had never mentioned anything before it to itself, even though it had made a pact with her, and Zhang Zheng suddenly realized it.

She said solemnly: "I am not qualified to snoop on your past and privacy, but I only ask that you be able to confess in matters that may endanger our lives, otherwise...... If something goes wrong, I'll take you with me. ”

The ghost doll was still silent, and only after a while did she say like a mosquito: "What are you afraid of, if you die, I will die." ”

After such a delay, many monks have already gotten clues from the bamboo chips and have flown away one after another.

Zhang Zheng no longer hesitated, and galloped away in the direction where she came, whether it was to leave this treasure hunt or to capture the treasure, she had to go to Taiping Town.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the shadows of time come and go in a hurry.

Ten days after Zhang Zheng stood in front of the familiar city gate, they didn't need to look for the clay pot, and went straight to Taiping Town, becoming the first of the monks to go to Taiping Town.

Finally left here, but came back in a blink of an eye, Zhang Zheng looked up at the city wall that was not tall and majestic, the city was in tatters, depressed and desolate, one-third of the buildings were destroyed by Zhang Zheng's water wall, turned into ruins, quite a bit of the old land revisited but met the shame and embarrassment of the creditor.

Zhang Zheng brushed the storage bag with one hand, the clay pot appeared out of thin air, and he held it in his arms, and as soon as he stepped into the city gate with one foot, he saw a stirring wave in the air in front of him.

Another line of small characters in ancient style emerged, "Escape from Taiping Town: Assessment Requirements - Successfully Leave Taiping Town; Assessment reward - a fifth-order high-grade magic weapon. ”

Before Zhang Zheng had time to think deeply, he saw that the small characters trembled like a landslide, tangled and fused into a black hole, and from the black hole came an irresistible huge gravitational force.

……

Taiping Town, Ningfu.

It was obviously noon, but the sky was covered by dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the wind and clouds were treacherous and changeable.

The terrible screams came from a remote house, tearing her heart and lungs, and the maid hurriedly came out of the room with basins of blood and water, and changed the hot water and brought it in.

"Auntie, work hard! Breathe to my rhythm and exhale...... Suck...... Call...... ...... force"

The white fat woman trotted all the way with her obstructive skirt, and knelt down in front of a courtyard, sobbing and snotting.

"Sir! Aunt Qiu is no good! Check it out! ”

In the middle of the night, the courtyard door was pushed open by the maid, and a middle-aged man in a round-necked robe with dark patterns of crow blue and dark pattern sirish flowers stepped out, looking down condescendingly at the fat white woman kneeling on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

The mother-in-law's eyes widened, her eyes were full of fear and fear, "Back to my lord, Aunt Qiu, she has a difficult birth, and she has no strength." ”

The old man only frowned impatiently, flicked his sleeves and re-entered the courtyard, the courtyard door closed mercilessly, and only a barely audible voice came out, which was blown away by the whimpering mourning wind, "Order her a good coffin." ”

The mother-in-law, who knelt on the ground with her face against the cold and dirty ground, only felt a chill from head to toe, and the old man was cold......

"Mama, old ...... What about the master? ”

The woman's face and neck on the bed were covered with sweat, and the entire bed was dripping with sweat, and the lower half of her body was covered with dazzling blood, soaking through the bedding.

The white fat woman lowered her head, wiped her tears and snot without a trace, and said sullenly: "The master is still outside, the housekeeper has sent someone to inform the master, and he is in a hurry to come back." ”

The woman closed her eyes, the pain was terrible, as if she had been drained of all her strength, and her eyes were gloomy, "Mama...... Lie to me, old ...... Master...... No, it's ...... Is it ......"?

Before the words were finished, the woman's clenched hand was completely paralyzed, and the blood bloomed on her body and on the bed.

The mother-in-law collapsed to the ground and wailed, "Auntie! ”

"Ahh It's out! It's out......"