Chapter 62: Black Hair
"How did they die?"
Yuan Dart took a step forward and asked urgently.
Boss Zhou said: "I didn't see it, but I didn't know." Listening to the Ruan brothers, the three brothers of the stone family were all disemboweled, the ground was covered with blood, and they died miserably, as if they were gnawed by a fierce beast. ”
"This, this ......"
Yuan Dart's face turned pale, thinking of the death of the surnamed Yang Xiucai, it was exactly the same. And the two places, dozens of miles apart, occurred two disasters in a short period of time......
He suddenly seemed to think of something, and his heart was horrified, and he shouted: "Go, go!"
He couldn't even take care of food and water, and with a flick of his whip, the healthy horse galloped.
Although the executioners of the Shunfu Dart Bureau did not understand the situation for a while, they were all old men, and without any hesitation, they immediately drove their horses and cars, and followed Yuan Dart in an uproar.
"What's wrong? It's ......."
Boss Zhou was stunned on the spot, his eyes were blank. Soon, though, he felt that something was wrong. Open a shop on the side of this official road, usher in the send-off, among the traveling merchants, there are many people of three religions and nine streams, often in the shed to talk about some rivers and lakes, all kinds of vicious events, under the influence of the ears and eyes, is in response to the old saying: I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs run.
Immediately shouted to the two guys: "Close the stall, close the stall and go home." Every man shall take a piece of meat and be paid. ”
The two guys thought that they would get a large piece of meat to eat, but they were paid as wages, and they suddenly wilted, and they were all scolding "the boss slammed the door" in their hearts.
After a while, there was only one Chen Tang sitting in the shade of the tree.
He knew why Yuan Dart and the others left in a hurry, and there was an important taboo to avoid when they walked: when encountering evil spirits, avoid them and take a detour!
Yuan Darttou had already determined that the death of Yang Hong and others was related to evil spirits.
"Could it be that I have a calamity halo on me, where do I go, then something will happen?"
Chen Tang sighed.
But when I think about it, I don't think that's the case at all.
This world is not normal, evil is causing trouble, demons are dancing wildly, and it is catching up with an era of turbulence, and those bad things will only increase.
Wouldn't Yang Hong have died if he hadn't met Chen Tang?
No, he would probably have died as well, just as the three Stone brothers, whom they had never met, died tragically at the foot of the mountain.
Now while Chen Tang is thinking about things, in other places, there may be innocent people who are dying.
"Blame me......"
Chen Tangjie sneered.
Soon, however, he put these meaningless and meaningless thoughts behind him. This place should not stay for a long time, and it is better to walk.
Chen Tang immediately set off, the more eager his desire to practice martial arts became, compared to the mysterious technique, martial arts is undoubtedly a more realistic choice.
He has practiced the qi of heaven and man, and it will be much easier to practice martial arts.
The world is becoming more and more restless, full of dangers and dangers. And the scholar himself belongs to the kind of physique that is easy to provoke evil, and it is even more dangerous.
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Panzhou Mansion, in the northwest region, has a quiet alley. At the end of the alley, there is a Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is not big, it is very elegant, the front yard is planted with a osmanthus flower, the leaves are verdant, the pavilion is like a cover.
On the banner of the courtyard gate, hang a plaque, and write two words: Floating Mountain!
This place belongs to the Fushan view.
There is an old Taoist priest who presides over the temple, plus two Taoist children. At the beginning of the year, Zhan Yangchun came out of Fushan, traveled around, and when he arrived in Panzhou, he lived in this sub-view, and it was half a year for a while.
Fushan Temple is different from other temples, it does not open the mountain gate, does not accept believers incense, transcends the world, and only cultivates immortals and seeks Taoism.
The old host of the Panzhou Branch, the road number: Fusheng, I don't know if it's old, or the personality is like this, quite lazy, rarely take care of mundane affairs, only erect a merit box outside the gate, people passing by, people who come to visit, if you have a heart, you can put money in. Every once in a while, the Taoist boy unpacks the box and withdraws money.
It's just that they don't sell incense, and people don't even have the opportunity to come in and pay homage to Sanqing Daojun, who wants to throw money?
It was because the merit box was often empty, and it was originally opened once a month, then once every six months, but now, it is not necessarily opened once a year.
When Zhan Yangchun first came, he had a lot of complaints about the twilight and gloomy situation of the view, in contrast, the Jinchan Temple in the same city was prosperous, people made money in a way, opened the door of convenience, all day to night, the believers who came to worship were endless, and the golden body of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was shaped to be brilliant, and the appearance was full.
It is said that there are countless industries under the name of Jinchan Temple, there are thousands of acres of fertile land, and the street where the temple is located, almost the entire street of houses, are theirs, it is really a day to eat fast, rich and oily.
However, Zhan Yangchun is only a disciple of Youfang, and he does not have any right to speak about the local view. Moreover, he also understands that the entire Fushan Temple, the atmosphere is basically the same, and those who are a little older start to maintain their health, and they are too lazy to take care of their livelihood.
Living in the sub-view, Zhan Yangchun rarely talked to the old Taoist, he ran outside almost every day, either to see calligraphy and painting, or with Zhao Sanye.
Today, he stayed in the inner room of the temple, preparing all kinds of materials, and was supposed to complete the final process of the painting skin and refine it into a finished product.
The material of this painting skin is thick, quite sophisticated, it is a high-quality product, and the age of existence should be quite long, at least a hundred years old, quite rare. It's not that he made a lot of money by spending three thousand yuan to buy it from Chen Tang, for Zhan Yangchun, it is not a small amount, and he still owes Zhao Sanye nearly a thousand dollars.
But money is like that, the poorer you are, the harder it is to earn it, but once you get up to the class, it becomes much easier to make money. For example, a farmer faces the loess with his back to the sky, sweats and drops of grass every day, and works hard for a lifetime, and in the end, he may not even be able to save a coffin;
At present, Zhan Yangchun has mastered the technique, and he is a master of the inner family, so it is not difficult for him to make money.
He refined this painting skin, and if he took it out and sold it, it would be sold for about 10,000 yuan, and after removing the cost, it would be no problem to make two or three thousand yuan.
Zhao Sanye held the coin in his hand, waiting for him to sell it.
said that Zhan Yangchun was busy with work, and the old host Fusheng actually came over, called him out, and recommended him to meet Master Hu.
The old host only said one sentence, Fushan Fenguan owed Old Man Hu a favor, and asked Zhan Yangchun to pay it back.
Zhan Yangchun didn't ask much, and followed Master Hu to find Chen Tang, but was unexpectedly told that Chen Tang had already gone out of the city to study.
Unable to find anyone, Master Hu had to give up and go back to Hujiazhuang in a huff, while Zhan Yangchun returned to Fenguan to continue refining the painted skin.
But his ass hadn't sat down yet, and Zhou Yang from the Shunfu Dart Bureau came to invite.
It turned out that Yuan Darttou of the Shunfu Dart Bureau was on the way to Panzhou Mansion when he found Yang Hong's body, rushed into the city, and informed Zhao Sanye, Zhao Sanye pondered for a while and decided to report to the official.
Yang Hong's death was suspicious and might involve more lives, but Yan Zhifeng, the same acquaintance who was in charge of handling the matter, did not want to make a big deal about it, and collected the body, saying that he would wait until tomorrow to send someone to inform Yang Hong's family to identify the body;
Zhao Sanye was dissatisfied with the yamen's procrastination style, but it was not good, and after returning home, he immediately ordered Zhou Yang to go out to invite Zhan Yangchun.
After Zhan Yangchun arrived, Yuan Darttou told the story again.
Zhao Sanye's face was solemn: "Brother Zhan, before the body was sent to the yamen, I observed it and found that there was a black hair between the abdominal cavity. This should be used as evidence, and they wanted to present it to the yamen, but they decided that it was a wild beast that harmed people, and did nothing else. So I seized it, and you see, what kind of beast left it. ”
As he spoke, he took out a black hair.