My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Chapter 633 Weird Smell
"Brother, that guy ran away, let's chase him quickly."

Zhang Jichen and Wang Jiansong immediately exclaimed when they saw each other disappear.

However, Zhang Hao did not panic when he heard this. He directed the two people to put the stretcher on the ground, then loaded all the glutinous rice bags on the stall onto the stretcher, and finally patted the two people on the shoulders.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will make contributions to you when I get back."

Zhang Hao smiled faintly, and then walked towards the side of the forest without waiting for the two people's rustic expressions.

The Evil Ghost Jungle, according to the mustache, is the residence of the market manager.

Mustache has been here for decades and has never entered the forest even a step.

Because since he came here, he has been warned that he must not touch the vicinity of the evil ghost jungle, even if he wants to peek, something extremely terrifying will definitely happen.

Zhang Hao took advantage of his free time to ask while walking.

"After all these years, are you really not curious at all?"

Hearing this, the mustache waved his hands repeatedly, with a cunning smile on his face.

"Young Master, are you kidding me? For poor people like us, the biggest magic weapon for survival is support and strength?

In fact, it is neither, but knowing destiny and being cautious! "

After saying this, the mustache stretched out his hands, and the pride on his face became even more obvious.

"Over the years, countless people have been killed and injured here, but I am the only one who has not been harmed at all. The reason is that I know what to do and what not to do, and I will never touch it!"

Zhang Hao couldn't help but nodded when he heard this.

According to what the mustache said, as long as you are careful enough, you are not afraid of anything happening here.

Although there are many ghosts and monsters in this market, as long as you abide by the rules, it doesn't matter even if they are individuals.

Where the dead gather, living people are also needed to sell things, not to mention that there are no supplies in the mountains. Even if the ghosts do not need to eat food, they still need things from outside the mountains.

And living people can provide them with these.

When a living person makes a deal with a dead person, there is another problem: how to communicate?
Not all living people dare to contact the dead, not to mention that many of these dead people are evil ghosts from all over the world.

This is the loophole that mustaches take advantage of.

He does not have the ability to run errands for the dead, nor does he have the ability to mix well among the living, but he is suitable for walking in the gray area between the two.

Zhang Hao stood at the edge of the dense forest and looked back at the mustache a few meters away.

The Eight-Character Hu saw Zhang Hao looking over, with a wry smile on his face.

"Young master, no matter how much money you give me, I can't possibly let you in. I've been here for decades and I won't break any rules."

After hearing this, Zhang Hao didn't force him, he threw a few antique rings over and then took Zhang Jichen and Wang Jiansong into the dense forest.

In the dense forest, it is extremely dark.

As the wind howled, the trees with white flowers swayed one after another, and white flowers fell down. Zhang Jichen curiously went to the tree to take a look, but his eyes suddenly widened.

"Brother, the flowers blooming on this tree are not flowers, but paper money."

Wang Jiansong followed him, with veins popping up on his forehead, but he was not frightened, but pressed by the food on the stretcher.

There was only one white bone before, but now there are dozens of kilograms more grain.

He and Zhang Jichen hadn't eaten or drunk anything the whole day, and because of their thin bodies, their legs were already shaking.

Just when he was about to lose his support, a breeze blew, and Wang Jiansong suddenly smelled a strong aroma of meat.

Wang Jiansong's eyes widened suddenly and he said hastily:
"Brother, do you smell it? Someone seems to be cooking meat in the woods?"

"Wang Jiansong, are you kidding me? There's no meaty smell here?"

Zhang Jichen was in front of him. He lifted his nose and sniffed, but his brows furrowed.

Why didn't he smell any meat, but instead just smelled some stench?
The stench was so obvious that he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

However, Wang Jiansong didn't care after hearing this. He grabbed one side of the stretcher and ran forward with great effort.

Zhang Jichen staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Click!

A strange sound sounded, and Zhang Jichen suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the stretcher in his hand.

The stretcher the two of them had put together was just a makeshift stretcher. It was barely enough to hold a white skeleton. Now it was loaded with dozens of kilograms of grain, and the load-bearing capacity was nearly a hundred kilograms, which was simply unbearable.

As the wooden sticks broke, the food bags and corpses fell to the ground one after another. Wang Jiansong lost the obstruction of the stretcher and rushed into the depths of the jungle in an instant.

When Zhang Jichen looked up again, he saw heavy shadows in front of him, blocked by trees, and there was no trace of Wang Jiansong.

Zhang Jichen was shocked.

"Wang Jiansong, you idiot, this forest is full of ghosts, how can there be any meat to eat? In the eyes of the ghosts, we are the meat!"

Zhang Jichen roared angrily, because he was too concerned and couldn't care much.

He struggled to get up and was about to rush into the forest to find Wang Jiansong, but a hand stretched out from behind him and forced him to the ground.

"Pick up the body."

Zhang Hao's voice was still extremely calm, as if Wang Jiansong's departure was nothing but a trivial matter to him.

Zhang Jichen turned around suddenly and stared at Zhang Hao. There was both confusion and anger in his eyes, but in the end it turned into depression.

"Sir, I'll get my brother back, make a new stretcher, and carry the body. What do you think?"

Zhang Jichen said through gritted teeth. Although he seemed to be responding to Zhang Hao, his dissatisfaction was clearly revealed.

Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Jichen coldly, and the calm look in his eyes gradually turned into indifference.

Finally, Zhang Hao raised a hand and personally hung the scarecrow's bones on his back.

"Remember, no matter what you do, you have to hang these bones. Otherwise, if something happens, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Zhang Hao finished speaking calmly and continued to move forward.

Zhang Jichen looked at Zhang Hao's back in astonishment, feeling incomprehensible.

What does Zhang Hao mean by doing this?
He and Wang Jiansong came all the way, and no matter how Zhang Hao's attitude changed, he never regarded their lives as child's play.

And now, his brother broke into the depths of the jungle and disappeared, but he didn't care and let himself carry this useless set of bones?
"Sir, I have carried all the bones. Do you want to take these glutinous rice?"

"If you think you can hold it, you can take it."

Zhang Hao's voice came back slowly, and Zhang Jichen stamped his feet fiercely.

He said this just to be angry with Zhang Hao, and of course he would not actually take the glutinous rice.

The glutinous rice was so heavy that he couldn't hold it, and even if he wanted to take it, he had to figure out how to hold it.

Dozens of pockets, each one tied to his body, can he still walk?
In the woods, Zhang Hao walked extremely slowly, looking at the red light in the distance, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

When Wang Jiansong smelled the fragrance, it happened to be when the red light appeared.

The appearance of red light seems to have some kind of bewitching effect.

But Zhang Hao noticed one detail.

When Wang Jiansong smelled the fragrance, Zhang Jichen did not. The only difference between the two was the scarecrow's bones.

The scarecrow's body is a highly decayed and extremely resentful ghost.

Although the scarecrow was solved by Zhang Hao, the skeleton is still a treasure.

Zhang Hao asked Zhang Jichen and the other man to carry this item with them along the way, not only because he wanted to take it back to the village for further research, but also because he wanted to use it as a talisman to temporarily save their lives.

The market was extremely dangerous, and Zhang Hao couldn't protect the two of them all the time, so it was the most responsible thing to let them protect themselves. What Zhang Hao was thinking was right, but it was impossible for him to say these words out loud.

Ever since entering this market, Zhang Hao has always felt a strange aura.

In the darkness, it seemed like someone was staring at him.

Before, Zhang Hao had not noticed the specific location of the other party, but now he was vaguely aware of it.

The opponent's position is actually where the red light is.

According to the mustache, the manager of the market lives in the forest.

What was the purpose of the other party spying on him?
Wang Jiansong was seduced away by the other party, probably just for the purpose of snooping.

Whether it was a competition with tomb robbers or a battle with the rice seller, Zhang Hao used methods in advance to block his perception.

When the rice stall owner attacked him, Zhang Hao first released the energy of the earth veins as a shield, and then responded calmly.

It is precisely because he is cautious enough that he always takes the initiative.

Now the other side has no choice but to use Wang Jiansong and others to make insidious attacks.

Zhang Jichen slowly followed Zhang Hao, with more than 20 kilograms of bones hanging on his body, making it extremely difficult for him to walk.

Listening to his heavy breathing, Zhang Hao couldn't help but have a faint smile on his lips.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm still alive, your brother will be fine."

Zhang Hao suddenly said.

Hearing this, Zhang Jichen was slightly startled and nodded silently.

Although Zhang Hao's attitude was problematic, what he said was very reasonable.

As long as Zhang Hao is fine, he and Wang Jiansong will be safe after all.

As we go deeper, the road ahead becomes increasingly barren.

The forest was filled with a lot of weird auras.

Zhang Hao just sensed it a little and found that the fog around him was so thick that people were almost invisible.

Zhang Jichen followed him, but seemed unaware.

"Sir, why don't you leave?"

Finding Zhang Hao stopped, Zhang Jichen asked immediately.

"Did you notice something strange?"

Zhang Hao pointed to the messy road ahead and said calmly:

"Further along this road, it should be beyond the scope of the market."

Hearing this, Zhang Jichen was suddenly startled.

"Sir, how do you know?"

He looked around and didn't see any boundary markers. Although the surrounding scenery was slightly different, it was still extremely desolate.

It's just a difference between having more trees and less trees.

Zhang Hao felt helpless. If the shadow was here, he would definitely be able to see what he wanted to say, but Zhang Jichen was just an ordinary person after all.

"No matter what happens, the body on your back cannot be put down, otherwise your life may be in danger."

Zhang Hao finished speaking in a hurry, and the Taoist mark flashed in his hand.

He thought for a long time and finally decided to reveal a hint of cultivation.

Being too protective all the time will only make the other party afraid to take action.

But if he only uses the power of the talisman, the other party may think that he is of no concern and cannot detect the real details.

Zhang Hao now controls three forces.

First, he originally possessed the power of spells.

Second, the Taoist and Buddhist seals passed down by General Qin and others.

And the third one is the energy of earth veins that he learned from the shadows.

According to the current strength, the energy of earth veins is the most destructive, followed by the energy of Taoism and Buddhism, and finally the energy of spells he originally mastered.

But in Zhang Hao's heart, the most important thing is the Taoist and Buddhist spirit.

Although the aura of Taoism and Buddhism is not strong at this stage, as long as he studies Buddhism and Taoism after leaving here, he can continue to deepen his understanding, and cooperate with the inheritance of General Qin and the two, and the future is limitless.

As for the original power of the spell, it was not that Zhang Hao didn't value it, but he didn't know how to advance.

This power seems to be a talisman, but in essence, it is his own life force.

During the battle with the Evil Emperor, Zhang Hao overdrawn his life several times and used the power of the spell.

Although Changsheng and others were extremely worried, according to Zhang Hao's own feelings, although he had consumed a lot of life force, he strangely did not feel too weak.

This also proves one thing, the power of the spell does not seem to simply overdraw his life.

The relationship between the power of the spell and his life force seemed extremely complicated.

Because of this, Zhang Hao did not intend to forcefully use the power of the spell before he understood this point to avoid unpredictable changes.

As if to confirm what Zhang Hao was thinking, just when Zhang Hao's feet crossed the boundary of the grass and woods, the woods behind him suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, a sneer came from behind Zhang Hao.

"I thought you were something, but it turns out you're just a Buddhist brat."

The sound was extremely weird, like a hoarse sound made by bones rubbing against each other.

Zhang Hao looked back and saw countless leaves forming a human shape above the dense forest behind him.

This man was sitting on a huge white bone, looking at him leisurely.

Beside him, Wang Jiansong knelt among the branches and vines, gnawing at the bark of the tree, with an intoxicated look on his face, as if he was eating some unparalleled delicacy.

Zhang Jichen exclaimed when he saw Wang Jiansong.

"Wang Jiansong, what are you eating?"

"Zhang Jichen, there are braised pork and soy sauce beef here. Come and eat. I've left some for you."

When Wang Jiansong heard the voice, he responded to Zhang Jichen. He waved to Zhang Jichen repeatedly and patted the tree trunk next to him. The place where he bit the bark was filled with blood.

When Wang Jiansong spoke, blood and ink rolled in his mouth. Apparently, he hurt his mouth while biting the bark of the tree.

Zhang Jichen was dumbfounded and chilled all over.

"Wang Jiansong, what nonsense are you talking about? Wake up quickly!"

Zhang Jichen roared, and at the same time he hugged the bones behind him tightly.

For some reason, Zhang Hao's warning just came back to his mind.

Zhang Hao reminded him several times that no matter what he did, he could never let go of the bones behind him.

He couldn't understand it just now, but now, he vaguely understood what Zhang Hao said.

The white bones behind him seemed to be a special amulet.

(End of this chapter)