The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 60
"Right and wrong, usually right and wrong."

"It's true that people outside of us can't tell what's going on in the courtroom."

The wandering monk who claimed to be Wuxin looked at the two urns on the ground: "The two young girls in the flower season have withered away. It's a pity, lamentable, respectable, sad, Buddha of Infinite Life."

Zhang Heng Jishou: "Blessed and immeasurable Tianzun."

After reading, Zhang Heng looked at Wuxin: "Master, are you here to travel around in Tianjing?"

"Not really."

Wuxin shook his head: "The poor monk stayed in Wenxian some time ago and unintentionally released a monster. I heard that this monster has been to Tianjing, so I came to see it."

"Wen County, enchanting!!"

A flash of light flashed in Zhang Heng's mind.

At Qingyun Temple, Chuchenzi once told him that his patriarch had given him a dream, telling him that the magic circle set up in Wenxian had been broken, and the people who were suppressed in the wellhead had escaped.

At that time, neither he nor Chu Chenzi knew who the person who released Yue Qiluo was.

Now, he knew that it was the young monk in front of him.

"That monster, is it Yue Qiluo?"

Zhang Heng's gaze towards Wuxin was very complicated.

"Master, have you seen him?"

Heartless eyes lit up.

"More than seeing."

Zhang Heng smiled bitterly, and recounted his encounter with Yue Qiluo.

Of course, he didn't mention modern things, only said that he was seriously injured by Yue Qiluo, and he survived when he met a magician with superb medical skills.

After hearing his words, Wuxin was overjoyed and asked, "Master, did Yue Qiluo say where she would go?"

"Where?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly, Yue Qiluo didn't say this before leaving.

Just thinking that Yue Qiluo's strength has not recovered yet, Zhang Heng deduced: "She should be looking for a place to retreat, no, she cultivates the ghost way, simple retreat is useless, if she wants to recover to the heyday, she must need a lot of souls ."

Following this line of thought, Zhang Heng thought and thought: "You can investigate, where have people died in large numbers recently, not one or two, three or five deaths, but hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of them. kind."

Wuxin was silent for a while after hearing it, and asserted: "I have been inquiring about news all this time, if I want to talk about the dead, it must be the three northern provinces. Commander Zhang ordered a comprehensive suppression of bandits, and the people of the three provinces must be returned to the blue sky, who are killed every day. There are hundreds of bandits."

"The three northern provinces!"

The Baichang Mountain, which Zhang Heng was going to, was located in Ji Province.

Yue Qiluo may be there now, or maybe they will bump into each other.

"It's a blessing, not a curse!"

Zhang Heng suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and looked at Wuxin with some confusion.

What is the origin of this Wuxin, let alone Yue Qiluo, he still pursues her all the way to subdue her again.

Is he that great?
Seeing that he is only in his 20s, is it possible that he is the reincarnation of a great virtuous monk who has awakened his previous life, or the dharmakaya of the third life of the living Buddha?

"Master Dao, is there something wrong with the little monk?"

Unintentionally being looked at was a little hairy.

Zhang Heng didn't go around in circles, and said bluntly: "Master, Yue Qiluo's magic skills are sky-high, and there are few people in the world with such skills. Master, what do you have to rely on if you want to subdue her?"

"Relying on nature is there."

Wuxin looked confident: "As long as I can find her, I'm [-]% sure that I can accept her so that she can never harm anyone again."

Zhang Heng thought to himself that he had encountered a strange person, and asked, "Is the master from Daxue Mountain?"

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Wuxin smiled without saying a word, only said: "The Taoist leader believes that the little monk is just that. The little monk travels around the world and has seen countless ghosts and ghosts, so it's not good to stand here."

After he finished speaking, he said, "Then Yue Qiluo and I, I called her a little girl to lift her up, and the Taoist priest just relaxes."

As soon as Zhang Heng heard it, he was very loud. Where did this monk come from? I have never heard of such a person.

You must know that although Yue Qiluo looks small, she actually existed during the Kangxi period, and she is now two hundred years old.

Wuxin wants to call her little girl, she must be older than her years, is it really a reincarnation/Buddha on Daxue Mountain.

Just by looking at his appearance, I don't know which living/Buddha was reincarnated, and in which generation he was reincarnated.

It's terrifying anyway.

What Zhang Heng didn't understand was that if Wuxin was a living person/Buddha who had been in the world for many lifetimes, how could he have recklessly released Yue Qiluo.

Weird, really weird.

"Master, I'm going to Ji Province to do business, why don't we go together."

Zhang Heng went to the three northern provinces to send the ashes of the third aunt to his hometown.

Wuxin's bragging is so powerful, why don't you just bring him with you, in case you are unlucky on the way and knocked down Yue Qiluo, just to see the methods of this wild monk.

"that would be great."

Wuxin agreed in one go, and then asked: "The little monk has an unkind request. I live in the world, and I have no foreign objects. I will go all the way."

"It's mine."

Zhang Heng didn't care.

Then the two went to the train station together.

I bought some snacks and fruits, and bought two train tickets to Kyrgyzstan.

Bang, bang, bang.
Zhang Heng was used to the trains of the Republic of China.

It's just different from the inside of the pass. Outside the pass, perhaps because there are more bandits, there are more guards on the train.

It's also getting colder.

It was about a few degrees below zero in Tianjin, but it immediately became a dozen degrees below zero outside the customs.

Others said that it is still warm, sometimes it can reach minus [-] to [-] degrees, and go out to drink and drink too much at night, and there is no one to help. There is only a dead end.

"Master, you are considered to be oral today. I just went to the front and found that the guard in the car got a black chicken from nowhere. This thing is eaten in winter, and it is a great supplement!"

Zhang Heng walked into the box with a meat pot: "Since the master is from Daxue Mountain, shouldn't he avoid alcohol and meat?"

"No taboo, no taboo."

Monk Wuxin hurriedly expressed his stance. Seeing the untouched chicken pot that Zhang Heng was holding in his hand, he wondered, "Are they so hospitable, they gave you all the meat pot?"

"That can, I paid for it. This pot of black chicken cost me two oceans."

Zhang Heng put down the meat pot and blew his hands: "It doesn't matter if you have money or not, the main thing is that the things are good, this is a good thing in season, and the sellers will come over and ask for two more pots of shochu. "

There are salesmen selling food on the train.

Peanuts, boiled corn, roasted sweet potatoes, tea eggs, noodles, pastries, shochu.

Although there are not many styles, they are all hard goods, and it is very hungry to eat.

Zhang Heng asked for two pots of shochu and four noodles.

Two noodles per person, one pot of shochu per person, and a steaming chicken pot, the saliva will come down when you smell it.

"Drunk, drunk."

Unintentionally muttering a few words, he picked up the soju and took a sip.

"How about it?"

Zhang Heng asked.

The monk Wuxin didn't speak, but gave a thumbs up: "Pure!"

"Hey, you're welcome, just, just."

Zhang Heng picked up the chopsticks and started.

"what about the taste?"

This time it was the turn of the unintentional question.

Zhang Heng squinted his eyes and replied with a smile, "Ask knowingly."

(End of this chapter)