"Ten taels, five taels, three coins..."

Under the candlelight, Zhang Biao was counting money.

After a long time, even the copper plate with the horns was turned out, and he rubbed his face, feeling a little big.

"Three hundred and twenty taels in total..."

Three hundred and twenty taels, less is not less.

Nowadays, the price of Yujing City, one or two silver, can buy 100 buckets of rice and 80 catties of beef.

The county official's annual salary is only thirty taels, and this amount of money is astronomical for ordinary people.

But for cultivation, it is far from enough.

A serving of Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup, with tiger bones, costs almost ten taels.

Save a little and can use it for three days.

The Zhang family's savings are not enough for 100 days.

I don't dare to count any unexpected circumstances.

The cost is staggering.

But if you don't go up to thousands of miles of waves, where can you get ten thousand catties of fish, as long as your cultivation is successful, no matter how big the price is, it will be worth it.

It has only been less than a month since the appearance of the Black Sun Blood Moon, and there are already many strange things, such as the Ghost Head Willow, the Righteous Worship Society, and the Killing Sect...

One is tougher than the other.

Of course, it wasn't his turn to do these things.

The best place in the capital, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I don't know how many masters are hidden.

With his skills, he is only in the middle and upper ranks in the six doors, and he is a humble position, and he has no right to speak.

Find an opportunity, reveal the rumors, and let the tall head resist.

But there are signs of chaos, ghosts, spirits... These completely unknown existences, who knows if they will be bumped into by him.

It is necessary to strengthen the strength as soon as possible.

"The Three Yang Sutra" is just a method of refining qi, and if you want to practice the three yang true fire, you don't know when it will be.

The magic artifact Ecstasy Mirror is easy to use, but it has been damaged, its power has been greatly reduced, and it is only for living creatures.

This thing comes from the "Snake Temple", where most of them are related to monks, and the Yichong Society does not hesitate to kill people.

I don't know if there are other magic weapons hidden there.

Tuwan Village on the outskirts of the city...

Zhang Biao suddenly remembered that Grandma Wu happened to live in Tuwan Village.

The date of Xiao San's execution has been set, so he will leave tomorrow and send a message by the way...

…………

The next day, the sky was cloudy with lead.

Yujing City is located on the ancient vast plain, the land is fertile, and there are four canals of Yongji, Qinglong, Surabaya and Taihe.

The land is rich and the natural population is large, forming large and small villages, like stars surrounding Kyoto.

Five miles outside the west gate of Yujing City, there is a large mule and horse market, where many caravans from the south to the north gather and camp.

On the one hand, it can save on rental costs, and on the other hand, it can trade with each other, and even hire a dart team.

"Boss, let's just do it..."

Zhang Biao wore a black robe, brought a hat to cover his face, and comforted a jujube red horse.

Tuwan Village has dozens of miles of land in the capital, and it takes a long time to walk and the carriage has to wait for a long time.

With his identity, showing the waist card of the six doors, he can naturally use the post station military horse.

But he was resting, he didn't have any official errands, and he didn't want to be known, so he came to rent one.

Rent a pommel horse, but a hundred dollars.

After putting down the deposit of ten taels, Zhang Biao spurred his horse, left the mule and horse market, and headed southwest.

He followed his father to learn martial arts since he was a child, and he was not the top in the bow horse, but he was also proficient.

Holding the reins in his left hand and the whip in his right, his body undulated with the horse's back, and in the blink of an eye he was miles away...

What Zhang Biao didn't notice was that as soon as he rode away, several people in the mule and horse market raised their heads.

"It's the one surnamed Zhang from Six Doors!"

"Big... Big brother, that's in the direction of Tuwan Village, will he find out..."

"Panic what! People are burned, as long as you don't talk too much, this matter will not be known to the gods, and the ghosts will not know. ”

"Lao Tzu has an errand, and he is about to develop, let's go back and hide for a while, and start to do it after the rumors are over, and then follow me to eat and drink spicy food, and it will not be in vain for a brother..."

"Thank you, big brother!"

"Listen to big brother!"

…………

The cold wind rolls up the withered grass, and the autumn mood is refreshing.

The sound of horses' hooves left a trail of smoke and dust on the loess official road, and they came to a fork in the road and stopped.

"Sudden Rhythm!"

The jujube red horse snorted, and even if Zhang Biao struggled to tighten the reins, his hooves were uneasy and slowly retreated.

Zhang Biao frowned and looked around vigilantly.

After riding the horse for more than half an hour, it was almost to Tuwan Village, but the horse was suddenly frightened and stopped moving forward.

The horse has an extraordinary sense of consciousness and must be aware of danger.

But this place is still on the official road, as far as the eye can see, the roadside is barren and grassy, and the wheat waves are rolling in the distance, and there are no thieves who rob the road.

What is it that scares the horse?

Zhang Biao bent down and gently stroked the horse's neck to soothe, and then ran his spiritual eye, and quickly got the information.

Prairie Horse (Fan)

1. Horse breeds from the grassland, with a red coat color, strong adaptability, and widely distributed in all parts of the world.

2. The seven-year-old horse has passed the prime of life, slows down, has strong obedience, has served in the army, and is an old horse after conquest.

3. It's frightened...

Wasted once!

Zhang Biao was a little speechless.

This is a privately sold military horse, and he can naturally see that there are still traces of burning on the buttocks.

But I didn't know what I was frightened about.

This is also the reason why he does not use the Spiritual Eye very often.

Ordinary mortal things often do not get useful information, and they consume energy in vain.

With his current ability, he still has to use it carefully.

Hiss......

Suddenly, a large spotted snake swam out of the grass, spitting out a letter at a very fast speed.

Boom!

The horizontal knife was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed.

The snake suddenly broke in two, twisted wildly on the ground, and gradually lost its movement.

At the same time, the horses are no longer nervous.

"It turned out that the worm startled the horse."

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief, continued to ride his horse, and crossed the fork in the road to the southwest.

A few hundred meters away from the fork, there is a river, a branch of the Yongji Canal, which is used to irrigate farmland.

The autumn breeze is bleak and the river is rippling.

Shore

The river overflows and recedes,

A pair of footprints slowly appeared...

…………

Tuwan Village, as its name suggests.

There was originally a big river here, but later the river was diverted, and the fertile riverbed was just used for farming.

As soon as Zhang Biao entered the village, he found it strange.

It is the time of farming, but there are many people in the village, paper money is sprinkled on the ground, and there are famous monks in tattered clothes chanting scriptures.

Dead?

His arrival attracted a lot of attention, even when someone stepped forward to interrogate.

Zhang Biao had other important matters, and he didn't bother to deal with it, so he directly showed his waist card, "Grandma Wu is here, her case, the murderer is about to be executed, I came to inform me by the way." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

An old man hurriedly walked out, "The old man is the village leader of Tuwan Village, Your Excellency, but Zhang Zhutou of the six doors?" ”

Zhang Biao frowned slightly, "How do you know my name?" ”

Mura Zheng arched his hand and said: "When Wu Wang's family was alive, he often said, saying that you are upright, and thanks to you, you can get revenge." ”

"Grandma Wu has passed away?!"

Zhang Biao was stunned, "When did it happen?" ”

"Just the night before."

Mura Zheng shook his head and sighed: "Since that incident, Wu Wang's family has been in a trance, and sometimes he can cook a cold stove. ”

"In the middle of the night the day before yesterday, I don't know what she got up to do to light the fire, lit the firewood room and the stove, and when the big guy found out, everyone was gone."

Zhang Biao's eyelids jumped, and he said in a deep voice: "Take me to see!" ”

The village did not dare to slack off, and immediately took him to a small farm yard in the east of the village.

Many people gathered around to see the excitement, and the monk who was reciting the scriptures also shrunk his neck and hid in the crowd.

Zhang Biao glanced at it coldly, and ignored it.

This monk has a green scalp, tattered clothes, yellow face and thin muscles, and at first glance he is a fake monk who deceives the people in the countryside, which is not worth doubting.

His attention was all in the courtyard.

The firewood house was connected to the stove house, and it was the kind of old mud house in the countryside, which had long since collapsed, and only a few charred wooden stakes remained.

In the yard, all kinds of footprints are messy, and there is a large amount of sludge, which is obviously caused by the people fighting the fire.

Zhang Biao frowned, "What about the corpse?" ”

Murazheng was stunned, shook his head and said: "The corpses are all charred, the old man gave some money, and he was buried this morning and buried with Wu Laohan." ”

"Does Zhang Zhutou have to open the coffin for an autopsy?"

Zhang Biao was silent for a moment, remembering that Grandma Wu was indeed in a trance at that time, so he shook his head and said, "That's it, just take Zhang to worship." ”

The cemetery is not far away, next to the ridges.

Three simple tombstones, with names indiscriminately engraved.

The autumn breeze blows, and the paper money is flying, which is even more gloomy.

Mura Zheng sighed on crutches: "Wu Laohan's family is honest, and they told me last year that they wanted to sell charcoal to save money and marry their son's daughter-in-law, but I didn't expect to suffer such a catastrophe." ”

"Alas, you said that this person, we can live so hard......"

Zhang Biao was silent for a while, then put on the incense, and then hugged his fists and said: "Grandma Wu, then Xiao San will be beheaded in a few days, Zhang Mou will be there in person, and he will see him for you, and his head will fall to the ground!" ”

Six Doors has been on an errand for several years, and has seen too many human tragedies, he can do very little, only hoping that the wicked can soothe the souls of the dead.

With that, he and Muramasa turned around and left.

While walking, he pretended to ask casually: "Wu Cunzheng, I heard Grandma Wu say that something strange happened in the back mountain?" ”

"Hey, it's all passed down from the ancestors, just because there are poisonous snakes in the back mountain, so as to scare the children so as not to run away."

"Oh? Zhang is quite interested in this strange story, and Muramasa might as well tell it in detail. ”

"Okay, okay, Zhang Zhutou is a distinguished guest, the old man has prepared some thin wine, let's talk carefully..."

The two gradually walked away.

The autumn breeze blows, and the fallen leaves fall.

Grandma Wu's originally dry tombstone suddenly became cold, and the water vapor gradually condensed.

water droplet convergence,

Slide down the tombstone.

Like two lines of tears......