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

"Wu Hao."

Zhang Hao repeated, looking at Wu Hao coldly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Your name is not Wu Hao!"

"Of course my name is Wu Hao. I don't change my name when I work, and I don't change my surname when I sit down. I have never used any other name except this one!"

Wu Hao said angrily.

Zhang Hao looked at him calmly, not being deceived by his superb acting skills.

In some people, the liar gene has not diminished at all even after hundreds of years.

When Wu Hao lied, his expression was almost extremely delicate, making it extremely difficult to see any flaws. However, the reason why Zhang Hao determined that Wu Hao was not telling the truth was not based on his expression, but on the earth energy in his body.

When this person said the word Wu Hao, the energy of the earth veins in his body jumped very much, and it was obvious that he had another name.

There is always something wrong with the earth energy and resentment. If it were anyone else, Zhang Hao could distinguish it through careful investigation.

But Wu Hao is just a zombie. What qualifications does he have for Zhang Hao to judge his identity?

If he never tells the truth again, he will be killed directly.

Anyway, the most indispensable thing underground is zombies. There is no need for him to get entangled with this person.

Gradually, Wu Hao's expression finally showed a slight change.

As if he felt that he had no way out, Wu Hao sighed and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the blood in his eyes had gradually faded.

"My name is Wei Sihao, the deputy sect leader of the Evil Buddhism Sect, Wei Sihao."

Wei Sihao closed his eyes, feeling extremely desperate.

A person's name may not seem to be important, after all, it cannot be exchanged for food or drink, but for a big shot like him, a name plays a very important role.

A person is born with a name, and this name is always with him from birth to death.

The reason why he used a fake name was because he didn't want Zhang Hao to find out what he had done in the past.

But now, he couldn't hide it anymore.

"Wei Sihao, I seem to have heard of this name."

Zhang Hao said thoughtfully, looking at the stone murals on the side.

There are more than a dozen murals painted on the stone wall.

If Lao Liu hadn't called him just now, he would have been studying the content of these murals.

Among the murals, the majestic deeds of a Buddhist believer are told.

This man was originally from a farmer's family, and he followed his parents in farming when he was a boy. There were seven members of his family. Although they lived in poverty, they managed to make ends meet, and they did not have the desire to rebel.

However, when the boy was 16 years old, the world was hit by a snowstorm, mass production was halved, the tax burden increased, and the tax burden was squeezed year after year, so that in the boy's family of seven, only he and his elderly, double-blind mother survived.

Life was so difficult, and the young man was already full of resentment, but he didn't want to be assigned an additional task by his superiors. As a result, the young man's mother hanged herself in despair, leaving rations for the young man to survive.

The boy was full of resentment and could no longer suppress it. He took a hatchet to chop wood and broke into the farmer's house that night, killing everyone in the house.

After doing this, the boy was supposed to be arrested and tried, but he happened to catch up with the development of the evil Buddhist sect.

The Evil Buddha Sect accepted the young man and sent him to a place in the city for further study.

But after arriving here, the young man discovered that he was not alone. It turned out that there were countless people who were oppressed like him.

As if he had found his backbone, he devoted himself to training and developed a powerful force.

Under the guidance of the Master of the Evil Buddha Sect, he fought for many years and went through more than ten battles. He did not fall behind in the battle with the imperial court, and even killed people in the imperial court and was defeated in succession.

This is the record of this person in the first half of the mural.

At this time, the young man was already in his forties and had become one of the few upper-level leaders of the Evil Buddhism Sect who held real power.

After more than 20 years of fighting, the young man has already seen through the nature of the evil Buddhist sect. They are not much better than the imperial court. No, they are even more cruel and violent than the imperial court.

The imperial court at least nominally owned the world, and when famines occurred in various places, there would always be disaster relief and subsidies.

However, the evil Buddhist sect went all the way, killing and looting all the way!
Wherever the evil Buddhist sect passed, not a single blade of grass grew, and the great country had been turned into chaos.

The world was so rotten, and the young man finally felt hesitant.

He went to the Evil Buddhism Gate to talk to the master, hoping that the master could enlighten his mind.

However, after the master heard what he said, he poisoned him without any hesitation and imprisoned him.

Ten years later, no one in the world remembered this person.

At this time, the evil Buddhist sect has developed into a rare evil sect inheritance in the world.

Not only did they scour the world for talents and enslave the people, they even created an unjust case.

At this time, the evil Buddhist sect has even begun to cleanse itself and delete its dirty history.

However, on this day, beneath the dusty ancient well of a certain evil Buddhist sect, a god-man emerged from the ground and started killing people.

It only took him three days to kill the top officials of the Evil Buddhism Sect.

The upper echelons of the Evil Buddhism Sect possess more than ten kinds of magical powers. Normally, they should not be so vulnerable, but after decades of wealth, they have stopped practicing for many years.

They can control the world just by relying on the minions of the Evil Buddhism Sect, so why bother to practice forcefully?

You must know that as long as you practice inheritance, you will definitely corrode yourself. No matter how deep or shallow it is, there is always a risk.

These high-level officials of the evil Buddhist sect may feel that they are invincible.

Even the imperial court cannot catch them all, but will only find ways to recruit them and make them princes from other places.

However, if you do too many bad things, there will always be a solution.

In three days, Wei Sihao caused thousands of murders, shocking the world. However, by the time all parties were waiting for reaction, the Evil Buddha Sect had lost at least 90% of its vitality. Only a few people were left to survive, but they could no longer form. climate.

After doing this, the man disappeared without a trace, and this was already the second half of the mural.

Since then, only two murals remain, and the content is very simple.

One of them shows a man in black robe walking around the world, visiting famous mountains and rivers, collecting materials.

In the last picture, a man is standing in front of a strange stone tablet. The stone tablet slowly opens, and the man steps in, as if he wants to seal himself into the stone tablet.

When Zhang Hao looked at the stone tablet for the first time, he thought it was just a certain image and did not represent what really happened.

But after passing the stone tablet, he discovered that all this was recorded truthfully.

The person who recorded all this should be Wei Sihao himself.

In the world, only he knows what he has done, after all, everyone else has been killed by him.

"The inheritance of the evil Buddhist sect was almost extinct, and it has not recovered its vitality for hundreds of years. Only the third-rate inheritance is left. This is all your fault."

Zhang Hao smiled lightly.

Hearing this, Wei Sihao snorted coldly.

"They all deserve it."

Wei Sihao said coldly, with a strong murderous look in his eyes. Even after hundreds of years, there was still a trace of hatred on his face.

"They used me as a tool and fought for decades. I won countless wealth and territory for them. I thought they would improve people's livelihood, but I didn't expect that they made no progress at all."

"I originally just wanted to change from within, but I didn't expect that even my most beloved master is just a sanctimonious idiot. You must have seen the mural, right?"

When Wei Sihao said this, he pointed to the mural on the stone wall in the distance.

Zhang Hao nodded.

Wei Sihao's name was not revealed on the mural, but the stone tablet at the end of the mural was exactly the same as Wei Sihao's sealed stone tablet. Because of this, he was sure that this person was the owner of the mural. "Do you know why my master killed me?"

Wei Sihao suddenly said.

"You delayed his collection of wealth."

Zhang Hao said with a smile.

The corners of Wei Sihao's mouth twitched slightly.

"You're only half right, but you're not telling the whole story."

Wei Sihao sighed, suddenly feeling regretful.

In his life, he rarely regretted the things he had done, but at this time, he felt a trace of regret about carving the murals.

He carved murals, but his chest was full of resentment. He always felt that although he was busy in his life and seemed to have done many great things, he was just making tools for others.

Therefore, he carved his experience into seals, hoping to bring some reminders to future generations.

However, in the end, these things of his did not help others, but instead caused a trap for himself.

Zhang Hao looked at Wei Sihao playfully, noticing the regret in his eyes and his true thoughts.

Wei Sihao is a rare sincere person. Although he has gone through decades, he has never changed his division even though he has become a hero with a heavy fist.

In Zhang Hao's view, the most ridiculous thing is to analyze the standpoint of ancient people from a modern standpoint.

The productivity of the two is different, and the environments they live in are completely incompatible. The only thing that can be said is that everyone has a common ancestor.

But other than that, there is no comparison.

Wei Sihao was born in a bitter and cold family, but he did not become a minion of the Evil Buddhism Sect. Instead, he personally strengthened the Evil Buddhism Sect and destroyed it.

The fate of the Evil Buddhism Sect is inseparable from Wei Sihao.

"What era is it now?"

Wei Sihao said leisurely.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao pointed to Lao Liu who was studying runes on the other side.

"He is a connoisseur of history. You might as well ask him if you have time."

When it comes to historical changes and social changes, if you want to explain it clearly to Wei Sihao, it will undoubtedly be a huge project.

Zhang Hao was not in the mood for a long speech, but Lao Liu liked it.

One likes to talk and the other is willing to listen. It is most suitable for them to be together.

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

Wei Sihao brought up old words again.

Zhang Hao waved his hand.

“I’m afraid your stone tablet was moved here not according to your wishes.

You hid yourself in the stone monument and waited for rebirth later. Someone discovered this relic in advance and used you as a tool. These people are the ones who are guilty. How can I involve you in this relationship? "

After saying this, Zhang Hao turned around and walked towards the stone monument again.

When Wei Sihao saw this, his eyes flickered a few times and he sighed.

This person is a pure and honest person.

If this person had been by his side back then, he would not have been disappointed in the world, and would have turned to practicing the zombie method and sealed himself into a stone tablet.

After his rebirth, just meeting a person gave him the urge to live.

Vaguely, he noticed something strange.

It seems that something in this world has changed.

However, he didn't understand the specific difference.

On the other side, Lao Liu was tinkering with runes.

The husband said that as long as he could understand the runes, he would teach him a magical power.

However, no matter how much he tried, the talisman in front of him remained unchanged.

Lao Liu was a little disappointed.

Don't you have any talent?

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.

Lao Liu hurriedly looked up and saw Zhang Hao walking towards him.

For some reason, Lao Liu suddenly felt guilty. He hurriedly put the talisman behind him and looked at Zhang Hao nervously.

Does the gentleman also think that he has no talent and wants to take the talisman back?
Lao Liu was gradually despairing, but when he saw Zhang Hao passing by him, he didn't do anything, he just reminded him.

"The guy next to me has been subdued by me. If you don't know how to trigger the talisman, you can ask him. He may be able to help you."

Zhang Hao said.

He didn't want to remind Lao Liu. After all, if he couldn't understand the secret of inheritance on his own, even if he made a breakthrough later, his potential would still be limited.

But Lao Liu is old after all, so it is not very likely to rely on him to trigger the inheritance.

Zhang Hao has never been a strict mentor. In essence, he just wants to save himself a little trouble.

Whether it is to pass on to Lao Liu or to let Wei Sihao understand the modern background, it is only for his own service.

Wei Sihao lacks common sense, and Lao Liu lacks the ability to inherit. The two complement each other, which not only reduces Zhang Hao's workload, but also allows the two to complement each other more.

Lao Liu was extremely surprised. He didn't expect Zhang Hao to be willing to let go.

He did not dare to delay and hurried to Wei Sihao's side, staring at him carefully.

Although Wei Sihao had calmed down, this was just a corpse after all, and it was still a zombie.

"I am Sir's subordinate, you must not do anything to me, otherwise Sir will not spare you."

Lao Liu said cautiously, pulling up Zhang Hao's banner, hoping to give himself a little more sense of security.

Wei Sihao nodded helplessly and said:

"Although I am a zombie, I am not bad in nature. You don't need to worry about me hurting you."

After speaking, he pointed to the talisman in Lao Liu's hand.

"If you want to practice, you can't just stare at it. You have to cut your finger and use your own blood to sense it with your eyes closed, so that it can become familiar with your hard work."

Hearing this, Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, took out the blade, carefully cut open his finger, and dropped the donated blood into it.

Talisman paper is not ordinary paper, but made of a special material.

The blood fell into it and penetrated directly.

Lao Liu suddenly exclaimed, and saw a flash of brilliance on the talisman paper.

This zombie was actually quite capable and didn’t lie to him!

The talisman absorbed the blood and digested the yang energy in it.

However, Lao Liu was already old after all. A few drops of blood caused a little golden light, but it dissipated in an instant.

Seeing this situation, Lao Liu's face suddenly froze. (End of chapter)