one person's life

Chapter 129 Four Zen Dreams and Listening to the Wind Sing
"29 degrees - it's already October." Luo Youhua raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Brother Jiao, do you want to call Mr. Xu? It looks like it's going to rain heavily. Should we continue on our way or..."

After Xu Xiang came up, he first ordered everyone to look for Ma Weijie's traces and then see if there were any traps set around him. He took Feng Baobao deep into the woods and stayed there.

Jiao Guoding was perfunctory for a while, feeling a little annoyed in his heart.

"Xu Xiang, Xu Xiang, there is something wrong with you old thing! The baby is obviously your temporary worker in North China. How come you are so protective of the calf? Why does it feel like you have an affair with her? If Director Su finds out about this, what will happen to you? I’m afraid I won’t be able to sit still in a high-level position... Huh!”

This incident obviously happened in the southwest region, but Xu Xiang, the person in charge of North China, came to help deal with it almost single-handedly. This was also an experiment from the top. If he, Xu Xiang, relied on his personal connections to finish the matter beautifully If he did, the superiors would praise him and fear him; if he made this troubled situation a mess, it would only mean that his abilities and resources were limited, and he could only do small things to seek power for personal gain in that area of ​​North China, so there was no need to deliberately target him.

Director Su is the female director who held Xu Xiang accountable at the Baijing headquarters a few days ago. She is now considered the third-in-command in the company. As the only director in the company who has no foreign background, she is now in her prime and doing her best work. She acted vigorously and resolutely. When negotiating with those alien forces, she often played a bad role next to Zhao Fangxu, which offended many people.

Of course, as she grew older and was influenced by Zhao Fangxu's bad temper, her style began to change drastically. She practiced Tai Chi, diverted troubles to the east, stayed on the sidelines, and secretly made trouble... Of course, these are all ten It's a matter of the next year.

"Brother Zhuge, look..." Luo Youhua cast his eyes on Zhuge Gong again, at this time he had come to the cliff edge to observe carefully, and he was still holding half of the iron chain in his hand.

"Don't worry, what Mr. Xu said before makes sense. Find out the enemy before fighting - now our whereabouts have been exposed. If you follow the old route, you will fall into a trap. Ronaldinho, although I have great confidence in your skills, but Guiding everyone to follow the trend is what I, a warlock, should do."

"Oh, Brother Zhuge, you mean... there is still a way to reverse the situation?" Feng Zhenghao pondered.

"Well, the current pattern can be said to be the 'Tuen Gua', Xia Xia Gua, but now is the 'Beginning of Things'. Although it is difficult, as long as we follow the trend, we will definitely thrive - well, it's going to rain heavily, everyone first Find a place to take shelter from the rain." Zhuge Gong squinted at the sky, and Luo Youhua doubted whether the general shape of a cloud could be seen from the slit in his eyes.

"Can we find out who did it when the iron cable broke?"

"That's the group of Gu Masters, Miss Jiang!" Zhuge Tong took out a silkworm chrysalis from his pocket, with a dark and shiny surface. "If I guessed correctly, the Gu insects that attacked us before came out of these pupae."

Jiang Zhuangzi nodded, with a hint of apology on his face, "It smells of Qi. This is indeed the silkworm pupa left after the induced gu has shed. This kind of gu has been lost in our village for many years. This is the first time I have encountered it." ,Feel sorry."

Zhuge Gong and others expressed their understanding. Inlaying part of the silkworm chrysalises into the central part of the cable bridge was very hidden. Everyone was concentrating on maintaining the balance, so it was normal not to notice.

Feng Zhenghao squinted his eyes, but thought of a detail that was enough to make people think carefully:

When Ma Weijie flew over the iron cable bridge with his sword, he did not cover up the abundant Qi flow at all. He flew close to the iron cable bridge. When everyone else got on the bridge, there was still a lot of Ma Weijie's Qi in the environment. It was also these Qi It confuses the audio and visual, otherwise with the keenness of Zhuge Gong or the baby in the company, he may not be able to detect this trap - and then thinking that the hotel has been set up in advance, this makes the thoughtful Feng Zhenghao have to think more.

"Is there a problem with Ma Weijie's identity? No, his past can be verified. It is impossible to be an undercover agent. If someone else is pretending to be someone else, then although he has not shown the true methods of Kunlun Sword Immortal, he can deceive strangers like us. Can a person still deceive his own brother?" Feng Zhenghao raised his head, raindrops fell on his cheeks, and he suspected that he was thinking too much.

"Take shelter from the rain."

The stone swallow flies, and the merchant sheep cheers.The torrential rain poured down from the torrential clouds, and the emerald green jungle was even more blue. The muddy water on the ground rolled, splashed and fell, green and gray on the top, and put a wonderful but gloomy filter on this place; Playing with the strong wind, the green leaves were damp, and through the mottled tree shadows, they hit the clothes of the people. A wall of rain appeared in the sky in the distance. It was a natural curtain formed by fine rainstorms. Sometimes hidden, sometimes moving, sometimes still, like a big black hand approaching with thunder and lightning.

Amidst the dullness caused by the continuous thunder, Tang Muzhi felt that the sound and picture in his mind became clearer and clearer. Compared with the hot and humid environment, this kind of whispering was more depressing.An indistinguishable, dense and warm raindrops floated from all directions, and soon the clothes were covered with a layer of moist and permeable moss-like moisture. Tang Muzhi unbuttoned his clothes and exposed himself while practicing in Tangmen. A strong chest that was tanned by the sun.

"The figure is so good..." October Flower swallowed her saliva aside.

"The more I live, the more I go back..." Tang Muzhi smiled bitterly in his heart.

It is often said that "the mind is naturally cool when the mind is calm." When faced with the sultry environment, the method used by this group of Qi practitioners is not to call in a gust of wind to cool them down, but to just sit quietly for a moment and experience the joy of leaving life, or the joy of concentration, and after the joy of wonderful life, The soul will feel relaxed and happy, as if a person has lifted a heavy burden, no longer pulled by consciousness, and no longer coerced by external objects. The body and mind are pure and untainted, and the feelings are pure and untainted...

This is Tang Muzhi's greatest happiness as a Qi practitioner. This kind of happiness never leaves him for a moment. But he is like a person who is overwhelmed by Mount Tai, has the sky collapse and the earth is falling, or who has betrayed his relatives and is suffering from loneliness. It is rare to escape from this state, but as long as he is disturbed by colorful dreams, it will be difficult to be pure.On weekdays, the true self is motionless and surrounded by the pure diamond circle. Once it encounters a dream, it is easily dissolved. A true heart is wrapped in dreams, filled with joy, sorrow, happiness and loneliness.

Fortunately, he never had many dreams. The first time he dreamed since his mother was born was the night before Guangping's birthday. He dreamed of the cold, hard and monotonous snow in the northwest, and it snowed the next day; The second time was on New Year's Day in the Lion City, where I dreamed about a whole turbulent era - and then sometimes I would dream while sitting quietly at night, but when I woke up I had no consciousness.

"Mu Zhi, I will call you Mu Zhi now, please make it easier. Do you smoke?" Feng Zhenghao, wearing a thin shirt, walked to him and handed him a cigarette.

This movement brought Tang Muzhi back from his sleepy state, and he stood up from the ground.

"A few of them were not soaked by the water. I'm pretty lucky, haha." Feng Zhenghao held a burning stick in his hand. They had just made a fire under the shade of the tree to dry their clothes.

Tang Muzhi took Feng Zhenghao's cigarette and lit it. The suppressed emotions dissipated with the smoke. The October Flower was beside them, but she said nothing.

In this era, the concept that "smoking is harmful to health" is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Tobacco advertisements are still popular in some obscure places. Many people do not know the dangers of smoking. They use this thing as spiritual food and face, but they do not know that later on It has changed a lot. If you smoke around others, you will be like a street rat. You will be beaten, scolded and ostracized. It is immoral.

"Mu Zhi, have you seen Ma Weijie before?" Feng Zhenghao's lips twitched slightly.

"Just heard about it. Both brothers have heard about it."

"Oh... I remember that you have dealt with Quan Xing. I wonder if you have heard of one of them called 'Yi Hua Du'. He has been a member of Quan Xing for some years. He can turn people into anything he wants. The way I’ve seen it.”

"I've heard some, the elders in the sect have given instructions."

Feng Zhenghao had nothing to say, he just glanced at Tang Muzhi solemnly, then turned and left.

……

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I can't wait until the rain stops." Ma Yingjie stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Huh?" Shi Yuehua was secretly peeking at Tang Muzhi's chest muscles, but Ma Yingjie meant to take action.

"Brother Yingjie——"

"Although I have confidence in my brother's skills, I can't just wait for news. I'll take the first step." Ma Yingjie turned around and left without any delay. Feng Zhenghao took the lead in persuading him for a while, and finally Xu Xiang agreed.

"If you want to leave, let's go together. Xiaojiao, how is your recovery from your injury?" Xu Xiang stared at him.

Jiao Guoding thought that Xu Xiang was really concerned about his injury, so he responded: "It's fine now. You can walk."

"But the road ahead is not going to be easy, Xiao Jiao, can I send someone to take you back?"

Jiao Guoding rolled his eyes, "Mr. Xu, I won't drag you down. I'll just wait for the rescue here. Everyone should seize the opportunity and have a smooth journey, and strive to get rid of this group of lunatics who threaten the people at once!"

Xu Xiang nodded. Ma Yingjie was already a little anxious. He could no longer leave him alone, otherwise the good reputation Xu Xiang had earned over the past few decades would be ruined.

Jiao Guoding was left behind, and the remaining eight people walked in the direction pointed by Zhuge Gong. This was calculated by him after spending a lot of effort asking about the interior during his break. It was exactly where the group of unscrupulous Gu Masters lived.

"I compared the map. The place Zhuge mentioned is not far from here at the 'Stone Flower Ping Mountain', but it is also very close to the outside world." Feng Zhenghao said: "Before sunset, let's go to the Stone Flower Ving Mountain to find out. , Gu master, I have a way to identify it."

"Okay." Everyone agreed.Walking all the way to the southwest, we crossed two more rivers, and the low Stone Vase Mountain was revealed in full.

Walking to the bottom of the mountain, there are obvious traces of people living around, including used plastic bottles, basins, stainless steel water bottles and engine oil drums.The white bones of wild beasts were piled up all over the place to form a hill, and the sound of rustling insects crawling could be heard from underneath. Other than that, the surrounding area seemed very quiet, with no abnormal sound at all.

"Corpse-eating Bone Mountain!" Jiang Zhuangzi said in shock: "There are a lot of Gu insects around here, everyone, be careful!"

"They weren't gone long, they were still here before the rain stopped!"

"That's one hour." Feng Zhenghao closed his eyes and thought, which was just within his capabilities.

"It's a bit strangely quiet here." Luo Youhua said solemnly.

Jiang Zhuangzi covered himself with a scarf, squatted on the white bone mountains and observed them carefully for a while, with a soothing expression on his face, "Be careful, these bugs are poisoned!"

"Underneath these animal carcasses, once touched, all creatures within a radius of one mile will be devoured by these 'six-spotted tiger katydids'. They are very good at reproducing, but they have already experienced an insect tide. Have you noticed that there are There is no abnormality. I am afraid that all the living creatures around have been devoured by these Gu insects, so there is no sound. As long as you don't actively provoke them now, you won't get burned."

"Mr. Feng?" Xu Xiang looked at Feng Zhenghao, it was his turn to appear now.

Feng Zhenghao nodded, and a black energy emerged from around him, gradually condensing into the form of an old man.

"The soul of an old man?"

Everyone looked at Feng Zhenghao with different eyes. People who used this kind of witchcraft were common, but they were often not welcomed. The dead were the most important. After all, few people could let others control their souls without any problem.

"This soul comes from an old man who is good at painting. Brother Hao is also lucky to be favored by this old man when he was alive." Luo Youhua explained seemingly unintentionally.

The old man who was condensed from black energy was holding a paintbrush. The old man raised his right hand holding the brush and was waving it. Tang Muzhi opened his eyes to observe.

Magnetism - the mottled magnetism remaining here was given color by the brush, and gradually became a black and white line. The old man splashed out a ball of green ink, which turned into a bird in the air and held the thread. one end.

Secret painting - Lark in the title!

"It seems they haven't gone far yet. Let's just follow this wild bird." Feng Zhenghao stopped his hand and said with a smile.

"Mr. Feng has good tricks." Everyone said politely, and while paying attention to the traps under their feet, they followed Qi Que towards the back mountain.

call out--

A whistle suddenly sounded above everyone's heads. Tang Muzhi looked intently and saw a dark-skinned middle-aged man dressed in blue homespun clothes and a green turban, clearly dressed as the Miao ethnic group, leaning on the hillside behind.

The whistle was ethereal. If it weren't for the nearly transparent Qi string behind the man being held by a skylark, Tang Mu would not have been able to find his location for a while.

The whistle came from the man's mouth.Jiang Zhuangzi's expression changed and he quickly looked at the piles of animal carcasses.

"The 'Six-spotted Tiger Katydid' is under control. A wave of insects is coming. Please be careful!"

As he spoke, the surrounding white bones began to vibrate and collapse, and small dark green striped insects about thirty millimeters in diameter turned into waves and surged out from under the bone mountain at very fast speeds.

Feng Baobao and Xu Xiang were closest to those bugs and were about to be attacked!

"Kun character——Wan Leng!"

"Voodoo - odorless moth!"

This time Zhuge Gong and Jiang Zhuangzi were the first to react. The wet ground that had just rained was instantly covered with a thick layer of frost, and the Gu insects that attacked Feng Baobao and Xu Xiang were directly frozen to the ground.

Walking on frost and solid ice, the clouds begin to condense.Tamed in its way, it reaches the point of solid ice.

Several moths flew out of Jiang Zhuangzi's sleeves and began to hover above everyone's heads, scattering fine dust.

"These powders can temporarily cover the breath of living people and make these katydids less crazy." Jiang Zhuangzi explained.

Hiss--

Insects kept screaming out from under the Bone Mountain, and Zhuge Gong's Kun character spell couldn't stop the number of these Gu insects.

Perhaps because Jiang Zhuangzi's methods worked, the insect tide gathered much slower this time, allowing everyone time to discuss.

The insect tide erupted with a terrifying roar, and Zhuge Gong shouted: "Everyone, form a circle first! Brother Ma, how about you and I use fire magic to eliminate these Gu insects in one fell swoop?"

Ma Yingjie quickly stood next to him, but his expression was a little strange, "I'm not good at fire spells."

Zhuge Gong said helplessly: "Then we have to find another method. I am not good at flames either."

Nowadays, there are Gu insects in all directions. Wuhou Qimen cannot let the "enemy" stand in the evil position, and the generation and suppression effects of the attributes are greatly weakened. If the insect wave cannot be eliminated with one blow, it will be unable to deal with it in the future.

"Uh - where is Tang Muzhi? Who saw where Tang Muzhi went?" October Flower suddenly said in a panic. In the blink of an eye, Tang Muzhi, who had been beside her, suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?" Feng Zhenghao and others also looked around, and Tang Muzhi's figure had indeed disappeared.

"Huh, don't be anxious yet. Brother Zhuge, please help find someone. Let's stop the insect tide first." Feng Zhenghao greeted Luo Youhua, and they used various methods to block the surging insect tide!

"Blow your breath!"

"Dementor Domain!"

In order to find the right person as soon as possible, Zhuge Cheng did not hesitate to use the magic known as the eight trigrams magic skill in later generations.

"Xunzi - listen to the wind singing."

　I declare that four thousand and five thousand a day is the limit of human beings. Authors who exceed this number can all be treated as DIO. Sooner or later, they will be smashed by righteous muscular men.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)