Chapter Seventy-Two: The Time Is Just Right
In the next second, Zhang Jianwei waved his hand, and the Immortal Seeking Staff came out in response, and as soon as the true qi was lost, it instantly turned into a one-meter-and-five-long stick, and he didn't need to input the true qi to stimulate the stick shadow, just took it in his hand and threw it around, and a burst of sharp screams appeared, and a large piece of resentment melted, and Wen Muwei's father also twitched.
Zhang Jianwei's stick is just to let the legendary mountain god appear, how to talk about it, if you come up directly with a thunder talisman, it's okay, I'm afraid that this resentment is just a means of others, not the body, if people retaliate recklessly, I am also a little caught off guard.
Sure enough, a stick was thrown out, and a large area of resentment dissipated, and then more resentment seemed to appear out of thin air, and a black shadow also got up from Wen Muwei's father, and gradually turned into a human form in the air.
It looks like an old man, wearing a robe, if it weren't for the black gas on his face, he should be a fairy character.
"The immortal master is polite. The dark shadow saluted, and uttered a high-pitched voice. "Xiao Lao'er is the mountain god of Caixiang Mountain, and he has seen the immortal master. β
"It's polite, I've been entrusted by someone to make this matter right, but I don't know what the cause of the problem is, and the person concerned may not know, so please explain, but in the end, I still hope that this matter can be reconciled without hurting the peace. "The first time Zhang Jianwei encountered this kind of mythical existence, in the end is a mountain god, even according to Cheng Zijin's statement, this is a powerful ghost cultivation, and he can't stand a god word, so he still asks in a proper manner.
"This thing is also simple, I practice in Caixiang Mountain, worship by ten miles and eight townships, six years ago, this person opened the mountain to mine, destroyed the forest and filled the river, so that I picked the Xiangshan ten miles of grass and trees to zero, fish and insects died in vain, birds and beasts left the nest fundamentally bad my practice, in the past few years, and penetrated the mountain, I practiced as the god of the Xiangshan Mountain, naturally and the Xiangshan with the same qi and branches, in the same vein, he penetrated the mountain, just like stabbing a few swords in my body, this kind of hatred, may I ask the immortal master, how to be good?" The mountain god was floating in the air with black gas, and his words were not intense, but under this kind of rhetorical question, Zhang Jianwei was also a little speechless for a while.
Before the accident at home, Zhang Jianwei once followed his classmates to go on a wild trip, went to some surrounding mountains and forests, the mountains around Tianyi City, rich in a large number of non-ferrous metal ores, the earlier management was not so strict, people with a little ability went to open their own mines, steal ore, they used the method of local materials, dig a large pool, use plastic sheeting to wrap the bottom, and then pour the mine and some chemicals into the soak, different mines with different agents, soak a bubble, dig a ditch to drain the soaked potions, and the rest is the mineγ
That's what most of the small gold miners do.
Although the refined ore still needs to be refined, it is not convenient, it does not require much knowledge, does not require much labor, often a family of four or five prime, hire an excavator, and start after a short period of construction.
The consequence of this is that the environment in that area has been greatly damaged, basically no grass grows, and the potion will invade the ground and pollute the groundwater, and this effect cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.
So as soon as this mountain god said it, Zhang Jianwei was a little at a loss, of course, if what he said was true.
"I'm sorry for what happened to you, but I'd like to hear what he had to say. "Wen Muwei is a very clear person, if his father did these things, he should have told himself before he came, there is no reason to avoid talking about it, this is not the solution to the problem, and this mountain god is conclusive, but he is full of resentment, he doesn't look like a good person, emotionally, Zhang Jianwei is still biased towards Wen Muwei's side.
"Naturally. The mountain god turned around, turned into a small whirlwind, swept over Wen Muwei's father, and obviously saw the resentment in his head dissipate, and the next second, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Are you?" got used to it, saw that he was still at home, and saw Zhang Jianwei in front of him, and asked subconsciously.
"I'm Zhang Jianwei, Wen Muwei's classmate, I heard that you had an accident, come and take a look. Zhang Jianwei replied.
"You did it when I woke up?" Wen Muwei's father still couldn't move the rest of his body, but his head was very clear, and when he heard Zhang Jianwei's words, he thought about his current situation again, and immediately understood that the person in front of him had real skills.
This also makes it convenient for Zhang Jianwei to take over the next action, otherwise, some things are really difficult to do.
"Yes, uncle, I have something to ask you, please tell me the truth. Zhang Jianwei said solemnly.
The black shadow that the mountain god turned into, Wen Muwei's father, couldn't see it, but it floated behind him.
"Okay, you ask. Wen Muwei's father is also very happy, maybe from a small wage earner to a rich man of this level, he can't just say that he is lucky.
"Caixiang Mountain, your mine, you have been mining for a few years. β
"I mined that hole for four years, and it didn't come out of the mine at the end of the year before last, and the state was also strictly investigating, so I sealed the hole and returned it to Boss Ma. Wen Muwei's father said calmly.
Zhang Jianwei glanced at the mountain god, he was expressionless, sad and joyless, and couldn't see anything.
"What method did you use to refine ore? Zhang Jianwei asked again.
"Boss Ma has a smelter, and I paid for the processing and made it from him. β
"Will anyone go into your mine again this year?"
"I don't know, but my people shouldn't have gone in. β
"Since you've sealed all the mines, why are you still in the mines?"
"We opened the mine, we bulldozed the dirt road, built a lot of mines, cut down a lot of trees, I used the money from the mine to invest in real estate in the early years, and now the money has returned to the capital, and there is a surplus, so I want to plant some trees in those places. Wen Muwei's father's love wanted to say something more, but the mountain god waved his hand, and a resentment appeared, and in a blink of an eye, he fell into a deep sleep again.
"What do you want to say?" Zhang Jianwei held the Immortal Seeking Staff, touched one hand into his arms, and took a thunder talisman.
"The time is just right!" the mountain god lowered his head and smiled, and said lightly to Zhang Jianwei.
Before the words fell, countless red lines fell from the sky like a rain curtain, and rolled towards Zhang Jianwei densely.
Zhang Jianwei sensed that something was wrong, and raised his hand to be a stick.
The shadow of the stick flew out and hit the red line, and the red line crackled with a burst of fire, breaking a large piece.
The mountain god seemed to know that this red line could not help Zhang Jianwei much, so he gathered his resentment, condensed in front, and the whole person spun rapidly, and a buzzing sound began to appear.