The wind was cold and the sky was dark.

Dark blue and verdant, between two mountains.

Towards night, the bluestone town suddenly rose with green smoke and smashed through the mountains.

"Who?!"

On the humble watchtower made of thick branches and dead leaves, Zhang Bai rode with a longbow in his hand and looked down coldly on the group of yellow-skinned, ragged victims under the tree.

In troubled times, everything should be cautious.

There is no shortage of "young and strong" people in front of them, and if they can't keep it, they are bandits and bandits.

It's better to be careful.

After a simple judgment, Zhang Baiqi waved his hand, and there were shadows in the clouds and mist trees around him.

"Sand, Sand, Sand......"

The next moment, a dark green "small lamp" was lit, and strange howls sounded in the mountains.

"White horse, it's me!"

Someone shouted from under the tower.

Zhang Baiqi looked down, and by the dim sky, he could vaguely see his cousin Zhang Jiaoniu supporting an old man, standing outside the town.

"Brother Niu?"

Zhang Baiqi dropped the tip of the arrow, and with the power of the yellow scarf, he could break through the night, and looked at this group of people carefully, and really saw many familiar faces.

"White Horse, ......" at this time it was an old man with a scarred face who spoke: "Let go of the arrows, I will lead the villagers to join you." ”

Zhang Baiqi didn't dare to slack off when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to pull out a "ringing arrow" from the quiver.

It is said to be a "ringing arrow", but in fact, it is to tie some kind of timid and high-pitched rat to the arrow, and it will shoot towards the sky and resound for ten miles.

Very interesting invention, quite simple and intelligent.

"Pinch!"

So, after a scream, the town of Aomori was originally on fire.

The black pressure of the people and horses tied yellow scarves on their heads, held torches in one hand, and dragged hoes, shovels, sickles, wedges and other agricultural tools in the other.

The first old man, after seeing the face of the person who came, couldn't help but tremble: "Second brother? ”

"Sixty-three." The old man with a scarred face straightened up and said in a low voice, "The town has entered something, so I can only come to you." ”

Zhang Liusan's lips trembled when he heard this, and he stood in place for a long time before he held back a sentence: "Come in." ”

Then he turned his head and paced slowly towards the town with his crutches.

That person just now was his second brother.

The same father and the same mother do not have the same fate.

The second brother, Zhang Wuer, was digging in the field when he was a child, and he didn't trust the immortal master and the like.

And when he was a teenager, he was chosen by an immortal master as an attendant, and the mountains and seas flowed, walking all year round, and naturally worshipping the incomparable divine power.

A different view of one thing, which was originally nothing.

But the arrival of the "master of Shijie" completely broke this peace.

Zhang Wuer believes that this group of "meat eaters" is moody and cannot be trusted.

Entrusting the clansmen to such people is tantamount to opening the door on a snowy night and letting wild beasts into the house.

I don't know if it's a wolf or a dog, it's really unwise.

Several times of persuasion to no avail, simply led some of the clansmen, found a relatively safe and secluded place near the town, reclaimed the land, and did not cut off exchanges over the years, and exchanged food in the year of the catastrophe.

Although there have been some storms in the past few decades, there have always been no dangers.

Not long ago, a divine war broke out in the secret realm, and the terrifying aftermath woke up the spirits and wild ghosts lurking in the mountains.

As a result, the gathering place of the 100,000 Qingshan Terrans is full of shadows every night, and as far as the eye can see, they are all mountain spirits and ghosts who have broken into the village and entered the town.

The town built by Zhang Wuer's people also broke into a "ghost king" on a cold and rainy night.

This old man can live to be dozens of years older in this vast mountain, naturally it is not all luck, he also has some good things in his hands, and he also has some survival wisdom.

With a few rusty knives and an understanding of ghosts, he led the clansmen and villagers to travel hundreds of miles for several days, and finally touched Shijie Town.

Fleeing all the way in fear, during which the white fog did not disperse, and the rain continued and he did not bother to check people.

Now that he has entered the town, his heart has settled down a little, and Zhang Wuer hurriedly called Zhang Jiaoniu to go over and order people.

There were 372 people left at the time of departure, and after several days of running, there were less than 200 left.

"Ugh."

Zhang Wuer sighed heavily.

He knew very well in his heart that a group of "ant people" who had no power to break stones, walking in these 100,000 green mountains, could save one out of ten, which was a great blessing.

More than half of the townsfolk he led were left, and his luck was already a little strange.

"Huh?"

Zhang Wuer suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Hurriedly raised a hand as withered as tree bark and motioned for the villagers to stop.

Zhang Liusan, who was guarding outside the second line of defense in Shijie Town, watched this scene quietly, his old cloudy eyes full of thought.

Zhang Wuer is not stupid, and he is not stupid.

In other words, if you can live in these 100,000 green mountains for decades, all of them are smart people.

Zhang Liusan is actually a very thoughtful person, he is not frizzy in doing things, and he always likes to watch it first and then do it.

Just like before, he also noticed the layers of suspicion on the "Yellow Robe Daoist".

But he didn't shout like Xiao Young, or some middle-aged people who had no superficial skills, who were empty and wrongful on the surface, and went to the small temple behind their backs to invite the protector of the high immortal master.

On the premise of ensuring the safety of the townspeople, he silently observed the words and deeds of this Taoist, and found that he was really a good person.

Although it is not as "nothing else" as it seems, it is just a Taoist temple and pious faith, and they can still afford it.

Or rather, that's the right thing to do.

In the world, only really good fathers and mothers do things for their children, without wanting to reciprocate.

As the Taoist himself said: "The world is bustling, all for profit; The world is crowded, all for profit. ”

Some of the hard-working people in the scenery are that compared with them, Shijie Town can even be regarded as lucky.

Taiping Dao people claim to have traveled thousands of miles, and they have seen a lot, so how can they pay so much for a lucky town for no reason?

With a strand of hair, he can think that he must have a plan.

In this regard, he almost did not hide it, but the townspeople were impressed by his "personality charm", which was simple and innocent, and after several things, such as Fu Shui, name change, bean sprout soup, removing the food, and shaking the tree by mayflies, he completely lost his mind and subconsciously ignored these.

This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between him and the great sage and good teacher.

Don't panic and observe calmly.

With only one Taoist temple and continuous incense, he will seek a guardian saint for the descendants of the deceased and the juniors in the clan, and seek a bright future for the town, which is Zhang Liusan's wisdom.

With such wisdom, he naturally wouldn't let people into the town easily before dark.

It is nothing more than using words and deeds to stabilize the people who come and lure them into the pocket array of Shijie.

In this way, if it is really an old man, it is safer to enter the outskirts of the town than outside; If there is a problem, it is easier to deal with the enemy by attacking from all sides.

Seeing that the old man who couldn't be sure if it was his second brother had a different expression, Zhang Liusan waved his hand and let the descendants in the village scatter around.

The Yellow Turban Lux was hidden in the clouds, and more than ten Yin soldiers were swept by black smoke.

The soldiers are strong and strong, and they are all eyeing each other.

"Sixty-three! Let the juniors and folks disperse! Something might be following us! ”

Zhang Wuer suddenly yelled, and after shouting, he couldn't stop coughing.

couldn't help patting his chest, and asked Zhang Jiaoniu to spread out the more than 100 people he brought to him slightly, so as not to be served in a pot.

Seeing this scene, the shadow hidden in the rusty knife could no longer sit still, and after smiling gloomily, it turned into a ghost and flew through the air.

"What an angry camp."

"Shijie Town...... I don't know who wrote it? ”

What is somewhat surprising is that this so-called "ghost king" did not shout and kill as soon as he came out, but showed a mind that was not weaker than people, and his behavior, words and deeds were quite logical.

"Taiping Taoist, great sage and good teacher!"

Zhang Baiqi held a long-handled axe in both hands, and replied coldly: "My family's Taoist master has profound mana, can lead the sky to thunder, exterminate ghouls and demons, like mountain beasts, and those who know each other should leave quickly." ”

"Beasts? What is this? ”

The long hair was wet and hung down to the waist, the blood column on his head was crowned, he was dressed in a black and red robe, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were white, like black beads, and the ghost king made a fist with one hand, and the other hand was tightly clasped with the hilt of the sword, and one foot stepped on the big red coffin hanging in the air, and the other foot fell naturally.

The skin is blue and black, and the expression is gloomy.

"Let that Taiping Dao person come out to see Lonely. For half an hour, I couldn't see anyone, so I shot alone. ”

The unknown ghost king's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was grim.

"My Taoist is in retreat in the ashram, but I'm afraid I won't be able to see him."

Zhang Liusan said lightly.

"Can't see it? That lonely will kill. ”

The fingers with sharp nails extended swept over the blade of the sword, and the gaze of the so-called "ghost king" became more and more fierce.

"My family Taoist has a bad temper, where did the remnant soul die-ghost, dare to use force in front of the true god?! I'm really not afraid of being cramped and skinned, and I won't enter the Nine Ruins for the rest of my life?! ”

Zhang Baiqi snorted lightly, his eyes widened, and he was in a posture that he was going to make a move in the next second, and if he couldn't beat him, he would call his parents, so stunned that the ghost king didn't dare to act rashly.

"Lonely is the green mountains under the command of the Emperor of the Nine Ruins - Yin Zun, who specializes in the matter of crossing the dead and causing death."

"The newborns in the past two years have not been in line with the number of days, and they are all incarnated by evil demons and demons, and if they stay in the town for a long time, they will cause disaster."

As he spoke, he took out a thick stack of books from his bosom, turned the pages, and read coldly: "Hurry up and send the child out, even in the face of your family's Taiping Dao people, Lone is also this rhetoric......"

"I was cruel just now, but now I know that my family is not easy to mess with, so I will come to this set."

Zhang Bai rode under the arch guard of the two yellow turban wrestlers and took a few steps forward: "Listen! I don't care what it is, this is not the realm where you show off your might, hurry up and retreat to avoid being lost! ”

The words fell, and the scene fell silent, and the rustle of rain over the branches and leaves was left in my ears.

Zhang Liusan's fingers tapped the bluestone railing, signaling Huang Long and Liu Shi to transfer the fortifications left by the chief.

In this way, after a long time, Na Yinzun suddenly began to laugh wildly: "Hahahaha......"

"Do you have any misunderstanding about the strength of your boss? Twenty or so soldiers who are strong and middle-class want to bluff me, are they thinking too easily? ”

"Don't think Lone didn't notice your little moves! Do you have the confidence to do all that stuff? ”

Yin Zun said, his fingers swept through the air, pointing to the energy gathering device left behind by Ji Nian in the distance.

After a wicked laugh, he flew across the air in a red coffin and crashed straight into Zhang Baiqi, who was disrespectful.

Two wrestlers strode out, with copper whips and halberds, one left and one right, attacking the ghost king.

Zhang Baiqi also gathered a burst of incense at this time, put his two fingers together, and ignited the fire a little in the air.

Yin Zun only waved his hand to block the attack, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed with a ghost crying wolf howl, and suddenly half a blood-colored waning moon rose.

"Teng! Rise! Rise! Rumble!!! ”

The energy gathering devices of the whole town worked together, barely resisting Yin Zun's split.

"It's a paper tiger."

Yin Zun laughed in the dark, swung his sword again, and slashed the wrestlers and Yin soldiers who rushed in.

But seeing the white mist and black smoke billowing out, the two major armies, which were still in the initial stage, were quickly defeated.

Although relying on the power of incense, he was injured in many places, and he was able to retreat with his whole body, but it was obvious that he had fallen behind.

This self-proclaimed "Yin Zun" ghost king, to be counted according to the card, the grade is at least purple five-star.

It's just that this strength can't be mixed with the lord of the Netherworld - the Emperor of the Nine Ruins.

The world collided, the heavens and the earth were shattered, and the scenery was also missing myths, and the grass head king dared to pretend to be the emperor's name.

It's a bit of a "there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are kings".

Having said that, this Yin Zun can have such a sanity, and it is definitely a "different species" that is difficult to find in Qingshan, and the strength of Zipin's top level should not be underestimated.

Don't look at Ji Nian, Goldman Sachs and others, one by one, just starting, there is a four-star Carling of blue products, and it won't be long before even the five-star purple products can be mentioned, and they think this is the level of passers-by.

This is actually the world of geniuses, starting with a high number of people, etc.

According to the Pokémon world, forty or fifty levels are even the level of the middle and upper dojo masters.

The strength level of Blue Star Scenic Land is much higher, but the five-star level is definitely reasonable.

In the 100,000 green mountains where the true god is not visible and the undercurrent is surging, it can definitely be regarded as a small master.

Look at this extraordinary wisdom again, if you really fight, tricks are frequent, and your strength will rise a little more.

It is definitely not something that Shijie Town can cope with at this stage.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Liusan hurriedly signaled the old and weak women and children to retreat to the center of the town, and the young and strong quickly erected all the fortifications.

And he himself rode with the Yin soldiers, threw away his crutches, walked a few steps quickly, and fell into the view, but he was covered in mud.

"Dao Chief! Michigan! Something has broken into town! ”

Zhang Liusan rubbed a few sticks of standing incense and put them in the incense burner.

Trying to calm his mind and praying for a while, the stone carving of the Taoist is still not bright, and he can't help but lose his mind a little.

Zhang Wuer also found this place at this time.

The old man looked up at the clear and unfamiliar face of the stone carving: "Liusan, this is your new immortal god?" ”

"Don't worship here, hurry up and take someone with me, I know that there is a county town nearby, and there are strangers sitting in the town, let's pay some tolls, maybe we can keep the junior folks."

"Second brother ......" Seeing the pedestrians outside the door hurrying and hurrying, Zhang Liusan took a deep breath and still chose to trust Zhang Jiao, a Taiping Daoist.

In the past, the power of the beast theory was even more terrifying, and it was still easily subdued by the Taoist master by grasping three weaknesses.

He firmly believes that this alone is definitely not a difficult situation.

He thought to himself, and when he looked back, he saw that the outside of the town was full of shadows and fire.

I have to say that Ji Nian is indeed good at arranging, and after this design, he was stunned to temporarily block a fierce enemy like Yinzun with a bad hand.

For a while, there were back and forth.

It's just that the incense obtained by Jianguan was exhausted by Uncle Dong and Lao Xie.

Just this point of inventory, or during the day.

Even with those extremely effective mutant plants as the No. 2 energy source, it won't last long.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liusan couldn't help but sigh.

But if they are given another month or two, they can use incense as the source, so that the cultivation of wrestlers and Yin soldiers can be greatly improved, and at the same time, they will break through the peaks and open the mountain, take all kinds of ores, and create a batch of battle armor blades.

Then fill a large amount of incense into the energy gathering device, only Yin Zun is a ghost, single-handedly, not to mention breaking the town, and it is even possible to throw it here.

However, the scenery is dangerous, and the crisis will come, and it will not give you any time to develop.

The mountain spirits and wild ghosts are not the bosses in the anime game, from weak to strong, they send their subordinates at different levels to help the protagonist develop rapidly, and then take the initiative to send the head.

In fact, they are all like chronicles, picking when you are weak, when you lose your breath and turn into mud, and when you stop; If you can't beat it, you naturally have to go around.

"Second brother, go ahead, I still have to ask God."

Zhang Liusan said very stubbornly.

"You ......"

Zhang Wuer stretched out his hand and pointed at his third brother.

beat the parents died early, and the eldest brother was taken away by Xiong Ga Po, being a father and a mother, where do you not know the character of your brother.

After a long sigh, he sat down and burst into tears after a while.

"Second brother, you are ......"

Zhang Liusan frowned, a little puzzled.

"My great-grandson Xiao Tian Ridge was just captured by that thing, and I want to fight with it, but the gods in your town won't let me out."

"I didn't plan to leave, I just thought that you could lead the junior to find a way out, and now ...... Let's go together, and we can have a companion on the way to the soul. ”

"Oda?"

Zhang Liusan was stunned when he heard this, he hadn't seen him for several years, and he only now knew that his second brother had been in the same house for four generations, so he couldn't help but bow his head and be silent for a while, and then whispered with relief: "Don't worry, second brother, Xiao Tiangan will be fine." ”

"It's all at this time, do you still believe in these so-called 'fairy gods'?"

"You've lived for such a long time, and you've run errands for them, and you still haven't seen what kind of character those people are?"

"In their eyes, we are no different from poultry and livestock, we usually raise them, save some eggs and milk, and when they are too old, they kill and eat meat."

"To put it bluntly, they are all here for faith."

"If you meet a good person, you may be able to make a move when you encounter some small things; But if you want to meet an opponent like Colorful Jun, I can't wait to immediately clear up the relationship and leave......"

"Second brother." Zhang Liusan's voice was slightly deep, and he said solemnly: "The great sage and good teacher, the second general of the increase and loss are not allowed to say this in person!" ”

"You're hopeless." Zhang Wuer said loudly: "I always want to put my life in the hands of others, I am really an 'ant people'!" ”

Zhang Liusan's face was like a flat lake when he heard this, and others didn't know what he thought in his heart.

He just took a deep breath, and bowed down in front of the shrine with his eyes reverently, and said silently in his heart:

"There is an evil demon who is a colorful king of the green mountains, who calls himself Yin Zun in a vain attempt to destroy my Taoist system, and the small people Zhang Liusan prays for the second general to descend his divine thoughts, sweep away the demonic atmosphere, protect my townspeople, and save my great-grandson."

"After this incident, the small people will prepare the heads of the three sacrifices, and watch for the rest of their lives, so as to protect the great sages and good teachers of our Dao, the two generals and the heavens and people."

After speaking, he prostrated again.

Not long after, the shrine in front of him suddenly burst into golden light, infinitely bright, and as grand as a lid.

The ancient music woven by suona, gongs and other musical instruments sounded around, and the three lines of green smoke rose in a curling manner, looming the figures of three majestic shores.

Before the king of Jizo drove, the officials were the heads.

War!

(End of chapter)