It's definitely not a solar eclipse!

In the courtyard, Zhang Biao looked at the sky, his eyes uncertain.

The process of a solar eclipse is nothing more than the initial loss, eclipse, eclipse, rebirth, and recovery, and will recover as the celestial bodies shift.

And this time, it's weird.

The black sun is ringing, and the blood is shining in the city, and it appears extremely fast.

Now, two hours have passed, and the circle of the black sun has not only not changed, but has sunk towards the west, like the setting sun.

What's going on?

Thinking of the observation of the spiritual eye, he was almost counterattacked, Zhang Biao couldn't help but cast a shadow on his heart...

When I came to this world, although there are legends of Zhiwei in the countryside, most of them are old people chatting under trees, and few people have seen them with their own eyes.

He served in Six Doors for two years, and although he was not sent out on an errand, he also consulted a lot of files, and even the most bizarre cases were man-made.

But now, the concept is a little shaken...

Boom!

There was a knock on the door suddenly, accompanied by an anxious voice, "Zhang Zhutou, open the door quickly!" ”

Zhang Biao frowned slightly and opened the courtyard door.

I saw an old man standing outside the door, with a blue robe and white beard, his face full of vicissitudes, and several black-clothed martial artists next to him.

The person who came was Chen Haishan, and An Zhenfang was fangzheng.

Without waiting for Zhang Biao to ask, he said anxiously: "Zhang Zhutou, it's a big trouble, the people on the other side of the temple gather to burn incense and pray." ”

Zhang Biao's eyelids jumped suddenly, "Go, take me there!" ”

With that, a few people walked quickly to the center of Fang.

The rich and noble families in Yujing City are all concentrated around the imperial city in the north, and most of the people in the south are ordinary people, and An Zhenfang is one of them.

In the center of each square, there is a land temple.

The common people have a hard time, red and white ceremonies, weddings and funerals, they have to help each other to do it, the land temple is the place where everyone gathers every day, and the incense is still quite strong.

At this moment, the outside of the Land Temple was already full of people.

Most of the residents of Anzhenfang seem to have gone out, bringing the old and the young, carrying melon and fruit offerings, and even some people leading fat pigs.

Seeing Zhang Biao and Chen Fang coming, the people suddenly made an uproar and shouted nonsense.

"Zhang Zhutou is here, give us a review!"

"We want to burn incense, but Fang Zheng won't let it!"

"I have lived most of my life, and I have never seen such a scene, I am afraid that God will send a disaster..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Biao's face changed slightly, and he shouted angrily, "It's just a solar eclipse, what nonsense!" ”

He looked in the direction of the imperial city, and scanned it coldly: "This summer's flood, someone spread rumors, beheaded in Xishi, and exposed the body for three days, have you forgotten?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was suddenly silent.

When today's saint was young, he was known for his wisdom and decisiveness, leveling the rebellion of the three kings, and the peace of the country and the people governed by the Great Liang Dynasty, showing a prosperous scene.

But as I get older, I become more and more rigid and self-serving, so happy that I can't listen to the slightest unpleasant words.

Over the years, many exhortated ministers have been dismissed, and auspicious weather has continued in various places, and even the waterlogging in the city is also said to be full of water.

In today's situation, if you are labeled as a rumor to confuse the public, it is estimated that you will not even be able to save your head.

The faces of the people were pale, and they had the intention of retreating.

Seeing this, Chen Fangzheng hurriedly persuaded: "Go back, you can do whatever you want at home, don't gather people here and ask for trouble." ”

The people will understand, and they will disperse in twos and threes.

Chen Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, shook his head and said, "Thank you Zhang Zhutou, otherwise I am afraid that the old man will be unlucky." ”

Zhang Biao said a little exaggerated.

There are rumors in the workshop, and the people may be fine, but after being known, he will definitely not be able to escape.

But he said it was useless.

The Zhang family has been running errands in the six doors for generations, and occasionally helps the people solve problems, which is quite prestigious, and it is convincing to say it.

"It's okay, it's better to be careful at this juncture."

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and looked at the Land Temple.

His heart moved, his mind focused, and his eyes moved.

I used it a few times when I went home before, looked at the tables and chairs, and looked at the courtyard wall, it was all useless information, and I was so tired that I was dizzy.

Now that I've regained some energy, this Land Temple might be a good object to explore.

The eye of spiritual vision flickered, and Zhang Biao suddenly noticed something abnormal.

Looking at ordinary items at home, although it consumes energy, you can easily get information.

And checking the Land Temple made him feel struggling.

Is there something strange about this place?

Sure enough, after he tried to concentrate, with a feeling of dizziness, a message appeared in his mind:

Yujing City Land Temple (Yellow Level One Product)

1: The temples that can be seen everywhere, the place where the people burn incense and pray for weddings and funerals, have collapsed and rebuilt many times in the past hundred years.

2: The clay gods can't protect all sentient beings, let alone the wind and rain, and they only ask for peace of mind when they burn incense and pray for blessings.

3: A hundred years of incense will always give birth to something...

Seeing this, Zhang Biao's heart was suddenly excited.

The Spiritual Eye is awakened, and the method of use is known.

Ordinary things, whether they are golden rubble or tigers and hares, are all classified as mortal.

And further up, there is heaven and earth Xuanhuang, each divided into nine grades.

The yellow grade represents something extraordinary!

Is there any treasure inside?

Thinking of this, he pretended to be worried and whispered: "Chen Fangzheng, I am uneasy in my heart, I want to enter the temple to burn pillar incense, don't let others see it." ”

"Oh, don't worry."

Chen Fangzheng suddenly understood, took him around the side door of the Land Temple, and deliberately closed the door and guarded it outside.

After Zhang Biao entered the hospital, he immediately squinted his eyes and looked at it.

The land temple is not big, but a small tile house was built in the small courtyard, with no door in the open mouth, and the woodcut couplets on both sides read: Shi Shan Yuan Puji Neighbors, burn pilgrims and go well.

The loess paving in the courtyard is empty.

If you want something, it's mostly in a tiled house.

Zhang Biao's attention was first attracted by the statue of the land prince, his face was full of kindness, his long beard was hanging down his knees, and he had been influenced by incense for a long time, and he was already a little black.

I wanted to use the eyes of spiritual vision, but I remembered the previous message: "The clay gods can't protect all beings."

It seems that the treasure should not be this.

Using the Spiritual Eye, it is quite exhausting, and after using it several times in a row today, I am already a little mentally exhausted, and I can't just mess around.

Then he looked at the censer.

Previous information tips: A hundred years of incense will always give birth to something.

That's probably it.

Sure enough, the Spiritual Eye worked, and it was difficult again.

After a while, information flooded into my head.

Aged incense ash (yellow grade 1)

1: The incense of the land temple is endless, and the ashes become a mountain.

2: The Tao is learned by the heart, the heart is passed on by fake incense, there is no vulgar god in the temple, the incense ash leaves residual wishes, gathers and gathers, can ward off evil spirits, solve Gu, break the remnants of the yin soul, and has many uses.

3: There must be a corresponding method for using this substance.

4: A hundred years of blessing, no matter how much piety you have, it will only turn into embers...

Sure enough, it's incense ash!

Looking at the information, it's not a tough baby.

Also, you need a method to use it.

But he also mentioned that it can ward off evil spirits, solve Gu, and break the remnants of the yin soul, these things he has never seen, is there really any demons and monsters in this world.

Although I don't understand, how can I go home empty-handed?

Zhang Biao looked around, found an empty jar of water in the corner of the wall, and filled the jar with incense ashes in the furnace.

Out of the temple gate, he said hello to Lao Fangzheng, and in his puzzled eyes, he hugged the altar and went straight to the door.

His yard is on the east side of Fang City.

Although it is an ordinary house, the courtyard is quite spacious, not only with a towering jujube tree, but also with stone locks, arrow targets and other things for practice.

This is the reason why the Zhang family lives here.

It is not easy to live in the capital.

Although it is a six-door headcatcher, only a civilian area like Anzhenfang can buy such a spacious courtyard.

Two courtyards, more than a dozen tiled houses, since the death of his parents, he is the only one who lives alone.

Zhang Biao was also accustomed to this kind of life, and returned to the wing room with the incense ash jar, and soon the lights were turned on.

At this time, it was already sunset.

The black sun with the halo dyed the whole sky red, and the sunset was like a large area of blood-colored dragon scales, magnificent and dreamy.

Perhaps nothing terrible happened, and the imperial court sent officials to various squares to pacify, and the people gradually settled down.

Zhang Biao took a cold dish at noon, took a casual bite, and began to study the incense ash in the jar.

Yellow-level first-class products, it stands to reason that they should be treasures.

But no matter how he looked, it was just ordinary incense ash.

I don't know how to use this thing.

In the city of Yujing, dragons and snakes are mixed.

There are not only monks and Taoists in Taoist temples, but also witches and gods who help people in private in various markets.

I used to think that this so-called Xuanmen was a liar, but it seems that I need to pay attention to it in the future.

Thinking of this, he carefully hid the incense ash altar.

Maybe it was the newly awakened spiritual eye, coupled with the fact that he found the incense ash, which made Zhang Biao a little excited, looking around, wanting to find something to identify.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to the back house, jumped on the beam, and took out a wooden box from the dark compartment.

In the wooden box, there are several booklets, namely "Soul Breaking Knife", "Soul Hook Lock", "Soul Chaser" and "Sanyang Sutra".

This is his family martial arts.

According to his father, three hundred years ago, when he was in turmoil, he was still a general of an ancient country, and then the world was stable, and he fell into the rivers and lakes, ups and downs, and finally stepped into the public gate.

These martial arts are also extraordinary.

"Soul Breaking Knife" is divided into 34 styles, the knife technique is strict, compact and coherent, the body is steady, and he is good at hiding the knife in a virtual step.

"Soul Chaser" is both a boxing technique and a grappling technique, paying attention to qi from the dantian, the force from the waist, the fist is yang, the palm is yin, and it is continuous like chasing the soul.

"Soul Hook Lock" is a unique weapon, a chain meteor hammer hidden in the sleeve, which can not only tie people up, but also use its strength to climb over walls and trees.

His father, Zhang Xian, relied on these kung fu skills to break through the name of soul hooking in the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Biao has practiced hard for more than ten years, and his kung fu has reached a higher level, but his qualifications are still shallow and he has not become famous.

The only strange thing is this "Three Yang Sutra".

This is the general outline of Zhang's martial arts, and the other kung fu are all chasing souls and breaking souls, which are full of murderous spirit, but the general outline has a very different style.

Zhang Biao has been familiar with it since he was a child, but in addition to some exhalation and breath skills, it is to teach people to cultivate themselves.

The strange thing is that those methods of exhaling and absorbing qi are useless at all, and after practicing hard for more than ten years, there is no legendary sense of qi.

According to his father, it was because his family's kung fu was too fierce that he needed a general program to reconcile his mind.

But Zhang Biao always felt that this was not the case.

Without the slightest hesitation, he activated his Psionic Eye.

At this moment, I immediately realized that it was difficult.

Sure enough, there is a secret!

Zhang Biao was excited, and he couldn't bear the dizziness and look at it, but maybe his energy was exhausted, and he only felt that there was a stream of information rushing up.

But before I could check it, I fainted in front of my eyes.

Outside the window, the dark sun had sunk in the west.

However, the people in the city were panicked again.

A red moon is slowly rising.

In the night sky, the earth was dyed bloody...