Conversation, away from the river.

Zhang Jingqing conjured up a white horse again, and the master and apprentice rode away on the white horse.

It was drizzling, the sky was getting dark, and the master and apprentice were still on their way.

Traveling is really grinding...... Zhang Zhiwei thought so.

glanced at Zhang Jingqing, who was walking in front, the rain wet his hair, and his sword eyebrows and beard were covered with water droplets.

At first glance, it doesn't look like the majestic Taoist Heavenly Master on weekdays, but like a sloppy wild Taoist.

Zhang Jingqing was deeply touched in his heart.

Master treats me well!

But soon, there was an unexpected situation ahead.

I saw a corpse lying on the side of the road not far away.

Without Zhang Jingqing's reminder, Zhang Zhiweilema stopped, went over to check, and a mutilated body came into view.

Half of his body was shattered, revealing his bones, his internal organs were hollowed out, his head was gnawed in half, and next to the corpse, there was a load of bundled firewood.

"Look like this, it's been attacked by wild beasts!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand and touched the white bones of the corpse.

I found that there were many small scratches on the white bones, as if someone had brushed them with a sharp steel brush.

Steel brush ...... What resembles a steel brush on the beast's body...... There seems to be nothing else but barbs on the tongue, a tongue full of barbs......

Is it a blind bear or a tiger?

Most of them are tigers, and they have to be tigers with some Taoism, the tongues of ordinary beasts, not so powerful, it is estimated that this woodcutter was unlucky and ran into it.

According to the tragic condition of the corpse, Zhang Zhiwei quickly simulated the previous scene.

On the way down the mountain, the woodcutter was attacked from behind by a tiger and bit off half of his head in one bite, killing him on the spot.

Subsequently, the tiger ate his brain and marrow, internal organs and fatty parts of his body, leaving only some skinny parts to be left.

And the scratches on those bones are the marks left by the tiger's barbed tongue, licking the bones and scraping the flesh.

"A tongue rolled down, leaving such a deep scratch on the bone, I'm afraid that I have already started refining Qi and is about to become a refinement!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned around and reported the situation to the master.

After listening to this, Zhang Jingqing said: "Everything has Qi, and unlike humans, few animals feel Qi. But once you feel Qi, and because of its simple mind, it will improve quickly, if you eat people, you still have to solve it quickly, otherwise it will be a disaster! ”

Zhang Zhiwei said: "But in this barren mountain and wild mountains, the rain has also diluted the breath, where to find it?" ”

"When the book is used, there is little hatred, and I don't know how difficult it is!" Zhang Jingqing reprimanded, "Let you usually learn more about the way of talismans, if you don't listen, you will have a dragon jade talisman, as soon as it rains, as soon as you enter the water, you will be blind!" ”

Zhang Zhiwei silently did not speak, Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion, Maoshan Shangqing Sect, Gesoap Mountain Lingbao School, and called the three sects of Fu Zheng, are the three sects that are best at drawing talismans in the Daomen.

He, the descendant of the Heavenly Master, is not very good at the talisman, and he is indeed a little unable to do it.

However, in Zhang Zhiwei's view, the most important thing in cultivation is the cultivation of life, and such side techniques can be put aside for the time being, and a rough understanding can be done for the time being.

Therefore, he will only have some superficial means, such as the talisman tracking method, and he will only use the most basic dragon jade talisman.

The Chonglong Jade Fu was born from the Taiwei Three Eight Scenes and Twenty-four True Urns, and the so-called "Jing" is the god corresponding to the body parts.

Chong Longyu is aimed at the nose, and the purpose of this talisman is to deify the nose and obtain an unparalleled sense of smell, which can be used to track.

In short, an enhanced version of the dog's nose.

Now that it's raining, Zhang Zhiwei's dog nose is naturally not very good, so Zhang Jingqing said that he was blind.

"Master has great wisdom, I'll delve into the way of talismans when I go back!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

It's not that Yang Feng Yin is violating, he really plans to study hard, after all, Lei Fa has encountered a bottleneck, and drawing talismans is a very tempering thing, and it is still beneficial to learn it.

"It's good if you know, pick up the corpse, let's find a place to stay!" Zhang Jingqing arranged.

Zhang Zhiwei immediately picked up the corpse, barely wrapped the corpse in the ragged clothes on the ground, found a relatively flat position on the side of the road, broke a dirt pit, and buried the bones.

After burying the body, Zhang Zhiwei turned over and followed Zhang Jingqing to continue to set off.

In fact, for the two of them, staying overnight in the wilderness is nothing.

But the purpose of this trip is to travel, to experience, if you rely on cultivation to be at peace with what happens, what is the difference between that and penance in the mountains?

Fortunately, not long after leaving, the master and apprentice found a place to stay.

Beside the official road ahead, the mountains are empty, and there is a small stone temple.

The stone temple is simple and ordinary, it is made of bluestone, and I don't know how many years it has been, and the stone surface is gray.

At this moment, there was a faint fire flickering inside the stone temple, and it seemed that someone was inside.

"It's simple, but it's a shelter from the wind and rain."

Approaching the stone temple, Zhang Jingqing pinched a trick, and the white horse suddenly turned into two palm-sized rune papers and burned as if it had leaked air.

Immediately, the two pushed open the wooden door and walked into the stone temple.

At this moment, in the stone temple, several villagers who went up the mountain to chop firewood had to take shelter in this place because the rain was getting heavier and the sky was getting darker.

The villagers lit a fire in the stone temple, took local materials, boiled a few pots of hot soup with rainwater, and drank it.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing coming in, several people tightened the firewood knives in their hands, looking vigilant.

Now the world is not good, bandits are rampant, and they can't help but be careless.

"It's raining out there, you're disturbed!"

Zhang Jingqing said politely, seeing the nervousness of the villagers, he took Zhang Zhiwei to the corner to meditate.

In front of the fire, a few villagers muttered quietly.

"Isn't it cold? I see that these two Taoist priests are so thin! ”

"These two Dao elders are tall and big, I guess he has real kung fu and is not afraid of the cold!"

"Real kung fu? The kind of Boxer? ”

"Shhhhh

Seeing that the two Taoist priests were so polite, one of the older old men hurriedly said to the young man behind him:

One of the older men hurriedly said to the young man behind him:

"Ergou, don't be stunned, pour a bowl of hot soup for the two Taoist elders to warm up."

"Uh, yes, yes!"

The young man named Ergou immediately scooped two bowls of soup from the broken pot and was about to hand them over, but the old man got up first, took the soup and delivered it himself.

"Two Taoist leaders, drink a cup of hot water to warm up! On this rainy day, the two of them are also thinly dressed, be careful not to catch a cold, we are all villagers from nearby villages, winter is coming, we can't afford to buy coal for heating, so we have to go up the mountain to chop some firewood to barely survive! ”

With a flattering smile on his face, the old man explained the situation by delivering soup.

The implication is that we are just ordinary villagers, we can't afford coal, we can't squeeze any oil and water, and we don't have a head.