The years when I explored the fairyland

Tianquan County,

Baisha City, ten miles outside the city, inside Xuanzhen Temple.

The small front yard was filled with all kinds of wreaths, elegiac couplets, paper figures and horses. There was a cold wind blowing, and there was a constant rustling sound.

The main hall has been decorated as a mourning hall. The word "Die" at the top is extremely eye-catching. Under it, there is a mahogany coffin. Inside lies an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a shroud.

Even though he was dead and his face was pale, the old man still had a handsome appearance and a calm temperament.

I would like to see how extraordinary you are when you are alive!

Unfortunately, thick black threads were exposed on his neck. It was obvious that he had been decapitated and then sewn back on.

In front of the coffin, three Taoist boys were kneeling.

The leader was older, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He had a Taoist bun and a Taoist robe. His figure was slightly thin.

He was adding paper money and coins to the brazier in front of him again and again, and the flames were burning brightly.

He was also injured. His forehead was wrapped in white cloth, and you could see the bright red blood oozing from it.

The Taoist boys on both sides were younger, maybe twelve or thirteen years old at most. They were kneeling there, their eyes were red and they were drowsy.

In the main hall, there were still many candles and sandalwood burning, and the smoke was lingering. Everything in the field of vision seemed slightly distorted, like a dream.

Boom!

A muffled sound came, but it was the Taoist boy on the left who was too sleepy and grabbed the ground with his head, making the sound.

But with a jolt, he immediately sat up straight and cried: "I was wrong, wrong, Master, Master, don't punish me! Don't punish me!"

The clear cry echoed in the hall, seeming to awaken the silent heart, but the cry became smaller and smaller.

It seemed that the Taoist boys had also realized that their master was dead!

"Okay, you all go down and have a rest!" The one who spoke was the young man kneeling in the middle. His voice was calmer, but still a little hoarse.

Another Taoist boy hurriedly said: "Brother, we can still persevere!"

"I'll let you go down and rest. Don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, senior brother!"

A rustling sound came as two Taoist boys helped him away. After kneeling for a long time, their knees were already numb.

When there was only one person left in the hall, Chu Zhou stopped holding it. He tilted his buttocks and sat on the futon, then straightened his legs and stretched them slightly.

When he felt better, he put his hands on the ground, looked at the coffin, and then looked up at the word "Dian".

And then, the statue of Emperor Zhenwu looked increasingly confused.

He has traveled through time!

To be precise, he has been wearing it for several days, but he was in a state of confusion some time ago, like a walking zombie. It was not until today that he finally regained some sense and memory.

He, Chu Zhou, was originally a nine-to-five worker. He worked very hard every day, and his only hobby was playing games.

Then, on this day, when he got home from get off work, he turned on the computer and looked for a new game to download, but before he could log in, he passed out.

Yes, there was no computer leakage, no running out of energy for seven days and seven nights, death from overwork, or anything like that. He just clicked on the game,

Then, wear it!

What a sloppy mess!

Not even a reason was given...

As for the original owner of this body, also named Chu Zhou, his hometown was hit by a flood and he fled here and became an orphan.

It must have been about four or five years ago. When he was about to freeze to death outside Xuanzhen Temple, he was picked up by the old Taoist Xuanzhen and made him his disciple. He then became the chief disciple of Xuanzhen Temple.

Unfortunately, when Chu Zhou came over, the old man had just died and had his head cut off.

As for the original person, he was also hit hard on the head, not to mention the head was bruised and bloody. It was probably a severe concussion and he died immediately, which is why Chu Zhou's dove occupied the magpie's nest.

However, I just traveled through time, and my head hurts terribly, and my memory is messy and broken. When I try to recall, the images are all flickering and I can't sort them out.

It wasn't until just now that he found the context and roughly understood the situation.

Xuanzhen Temple is not that big, but the name of Xuanzhen Taoist is still quite resounding in Baisha City.

Whether it is praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, asking for fortune-telling, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, exorcising ghosts, or treating difficult and complicated diseases and saving lives, they are all well-known.

However, the originally peaceful days changed after Zhao Huan'er, the second daughter of Mr. Zhao's family, met a ghost.

Mr. Zhao, whose full name is Zhao Sihai, is one of the richest families in Baisha City. He owns thousands of hectares of fertile land and has many servants to care for his home. He is a big shot that even the county magistrate has to give some face to.

It's just that non-professionals can't get involved in this kind of thing.

As a result, after wandering around in a circle, he begged on the head of Xuanzhen Lao Dao and offered him a lot of money.

As for Xuan Zhen, he didn't care about Mr. Zhao's face, but if the money was in place, everything else would be easy to deal with.

Therefore, he lit the magic weapon, asked Chu Zhou to carry it on the altar, and began the ritual of 'driving out ghosts'.

However, he did not expect that this line of work would cost him his life.

In a daze, Chu Zhou seemed to see the scene at the Zhao family's residence a few days ago.

The night is dark and windy,

The autumn wind rustles,

On the altar, the old Taoist Xuanzhen was fighting on the steel pole, dancing with his copper coin magic sword, and the talismans and seals spontaneously ignited out of thin air, turning into clusters of flames rising up, which was quite intimidating to watch.

However, after the ghost appeared, this method seemed...

Well, I can’t say it’s useless, I can only say it’s useless!

Fire is useless,

Talisman water is useless,

The copper coin magic sword broke,

Even if the black dog blood was splashed on it, it could only delay its steps for a moment, and it was still choked by the stench.

On the contrary, the ghost had a mourning stick in his hand, which made the old Taoist Xuanzhen run around everywhere, even breaking the altar, and even Chu Zhou's original body was chased and beaten.

As for the guards and martial artists of Mr. Zhao's family, including Mr. Zhao himself, when they saw this scene, they shouted "The ghost is powerful, the ghost is powerful" and fled without a trace.

The ghost was two meters away, with a black body, long hair, and a silver-white horn on its head, shining brightly.

Holding a mourning stick half a person's height, it danced with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and when it moved, it seemed to float, with an extremely fast speed, which was very scary.

Chu Zhou's original body was hit on the head by the mourning stick, with a bloody head, and he lost consciousness directly.

Before he fell unconscious, the last scene he saw was his master, Taoist Xuanzhen, being beheaded.

The ghost's horn scratched his neck with just one stroke, and the man was gone, and blood spurted several meters high.

However, Chu Zhou guessed that the one-horned ghost originally didn't want to kill him, otherwise there would be no need to go through so much trouble.

But who told Taoist Xuanzhen to be "unreliable"? After being hit for a long time, he seemed to have discovered something and suddenly shouted: "You are not a ghost?!"

And Chu Zhou had already discovered that the one-horned ghost was actually wearing shoes, a pair of brand new cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.

Obviously, ghosts don't wear shoes, only humans can!

So, this ghost disaster was actually man-made, and it was a ghost disguised by a powerful master.

Yes, this world has martial arts.

According to some memories of the original body, it is hard to say whether the ghost is real or fake.

Taoist Xuanzhen may be a liar, but there are indeed martial arts masters. There are many martial arts schools in Baisha City that teach martial arts.

In Chu Zhou's memory, he once visited an iron spear martial arts school with Taoist Xuanzhen, and the owner Hao had practiced in front of Taoist Xuanzhen.

Lifting a thousand-pound boulder with one hand, it was as easy as using an arm.

Then an iron spear was used, and a "stab" directly turned into a cold light and shot through a boulder that was the size of a human head and three feet thick.

In this way, the spear head trembled and buzzed. After another shake, the boulder collapsed and flew everywhere, leaving the original body dumbfounded.

It was also from the owner of the hall that the original body learned that in addition to the civil examination, there is also a military examination in this world.

If you want to be a military officer, even if you are a county lieutenant, you must have the title of "Martial Scholar".

In other words, what about civil officials leading troops, eunuchs supervising the army, and even pointing fingers during the war, etc., almost never happen in this world.

If you don’t have enough strength and still dare to talk nonsense, just wait and see whether those big soldiers will deal with you?

So, this ghost disaster should be that the second daughter of the Zhao family was targeted by someone.

But why did that person target the second daughter of the Zhao family?

And why did he have to dress up as a ghost to scare people?

It’s not something that Chu Zhou can figure out now!

He only knows that the old Taoist Xuanzhen’s shout not only cost him his life, but also left endless disasters for Xuanzhen Temple.

…

Dongdongdong!

A dull knock on the door came from a distance. The other party used great strength. Even from a long distance, Chu Zhou heard the sound.

Then, an old voice came: "Who is it? It’s late. If you want to pay your respects, please come again tomorrow."

But before the voice fell, there was a louder knock on the door.

Then, there was the sound of a door opening, screams, noise, shouts...

It seemed that many people broke in and kept approaching the main hall, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Chu Zhou thought for a moment and stood up. Before he reached the door of the main hall, the door had been pushed open.

Two big men pulled the door open completely, and the wind poured in, blowing the candlelight swaying. More than a dozen strong men stood on both sides.

Finally, a more burly man walked in.

He was eight feet tall, half a head taller than the group of big men next to him. He was muscular and had a scar on his face across his left eye, which made him look extremely fierce.

He walked into the main hall, burned three incense sticks on his own, inserted them into the incense burner without respect, and looked around the Taoist temple.

That look was definitely not for worship, but rather for evaluating the value of this Xuanzhen Temple?

Chu Zhou looked grim: "Who are you? Why are you making trouble at the teacher's funeral?"

The big man finally lowered his head. He looked at Chu Zhou, who was at least a head shorter than him, with a fierce look like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

But in the blink of an eye, he smiled: "You are the eldest disciple of Taoist Xuanzhen, Little Taoist Chu Zhou?"

"I am!"

Chu Zhou asked patiently: "I don't know, who are you?"

"The leader of the Four Seas Gang, Zou Wu, nicknamed 'Iron Arm Ape' by people in the world."

Chu Zhou frowned slightly and asked back: "I don't remember any intersection between Xuanzhen Temple and your Four Seas Gang?"

"Haha, of course there was no intersection before, but it's different now."

Zou Wu waved his hand and said: "Come out?"

A figure timidly walked out from a group of big men.

Chu Zhou looked closely and recognized the person in the dim candlelight.

He asked in surprise: "Are you the shopkeeper Li from Zhan's Pharmacy?"

"Do you know him?"

Before the visitor could speak, Zou Wu laughed and said: "It's good that you know him, and it can save a lot of trouble.

Master Chu, we are here to collect debts!"

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