The years when I explored the fairyland

Time always passes by unknowingly. I don't know when, morning light has leaked in through the vent.

Chu Zhou woke up from his meditation and couldn't help stretching his body.

He didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel tired. Instead, he was full of energy.

Looking at the papers on the table, the messy writing and drawing, and the two optimized and improved skills and secrets, I felt that last night's experience was quite magical!

A common sense truth, if you want to make a breakthrough in a certain line, you must be a master of this.

After studying and operating for decades, you can really master it and make further progress.

But what about Chu Zhou?

He is a layman in martial arts secrets, but he did this just because he listened to a class.

This is a bit incredible.

However, Chu Zhou has to admit that as a golden finger, it is still quite interesting!

Then, in the dilemma of certain death, he found a ray of hope, which is always worth being happy about.

Of course, if he wants to seize this ray of hope, today, the seventh day of the funeral, he needs to do a lot of things.

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The seventh day of the funeral,

Early morning,

Thin, thin…

Chu Zhou held a large bowl filled with thin porridge, and used a pair of chopsticks to scrape along the edge, eating happily.

“Little Taoist priest, try this again, it’s pickled at home, and it tastes good!”

The speaker was a woman in her forties, wearing a coarse linen shirt, slightly fat, and with a hearty voice. She was the specially hired cook of Xuanzhen Temple.

Her surname was Li, and her specific name was unknown, because Chu Zhou usually called her ‘Sister Li’!

Like Fan Zhong, she was actually a tenant of Xuanzhen Temple and signed a death contract.

Because of her good cooking skills, she was hired by Xuanzhen Taoist priest, with a monthly salary of two coins.

“Yeah, leave it there, I’ll try it!”

Chu Zhou responded vaguely, and when he looked down, it turned out to be pickled radish.

He picked up a piece of it with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew. He felt the crunchy texture and it tasted quite good with the porridge.

Because he hadn't slept the whole night, Chu Zhou got up early this time and had some free time to have a good breakfast.

He finished the whole bowl in one gulp and couldn't help patting his belly, letting out a satisfied sigh: "It's great!"

Looking at Sister Li next to him, he smiled a little embarrassedly: "It tastes really good, Sister Li, another bowl!"

"Okay!"

Sister Li took the big bowl and went to the kitchen, while Chu Zhou sat on a small stool, supported himself with his hands, and looked into the distance.

Because of the terrain, he could see the village in the distance through the wall of Xuanzhen Temple, and there were clusters of smoke rising.

There were farmers carrying farm tools to the fields, children chasing and playing, and women carrying wooden basins to the river next to them to wash clothes.

Looking at it, and breathing the fresh air in the morning, Chu Zhou felt like he had escaped from the conspiracy and saw the world of mortals.

"Little Taoist priest, your porridge!"

"Thank you!"

Chu Zhou took it and ate it again. As for Sister Li, she went to work, and another person walked into the courtyard.

"Uncle Fan, eat something too?"

"Okay!"

After a while, Fan Zhong also squatted beside Chu Zhou with a big bowl and ate it.

But this time, eating was secondary, and talking was the mainstream.

"Young master, I have already found out about the Four Seas Gang."

"What do you mean?"

"The Four Seas Gang is a well-known gang in the south of the city. Its main business areas include gambling, money lending, fish stalls and protection fees.

They have a good reputation, mainly because the streets under their jurisdiction are very law-abiding. After collecting protection fees, they settle things. They can keep things under control and not many people dare to make trouble.

However, those streets can only be regarded as extended forces.

Their main venue is the dock outside the city. There are many fishermen there, and they have to pay to the Four Seas Gang.

And the Four Seas Gang was originally developed from those fishermen."

"Is there no one behind them?"

"How can it be! If there is no one to support them, how can it last long?"

"So, it is someone in the county government?"

"This, it seems, is not the case."

Fan Zhong finished the last mouthful of porridge before saying: "I didn't find out the details, but there are rumors that the Four Seas Gang seems to have some connections in Chishui Prefecture. Yes, they have a good relationship with the Pai Gang on Baisha River. "

"What about their specific strength?"

"It is said that there are four major halls under the Sihai Gang, and the strength of each hall varies. The strongest can pull out hundreds of people, and the weakest is only about thirty or fifty people.

And the four hall masters are almost all masters who have passed the second practice level. As for the fifth master Zou, not many people have seen him take action. The specific situation is unknown, but he should be stronger. "

After a pause, Fan Zhong showed hesitation on his face, but still said: "Young master, how about we find a helper?

What do you think of the owner of the Iron Spear Martial Arts Hall, Master Wei Wu?

He has some relationship with the old master, and he is also a martial arts master with strong strength.

Even if most of the industry is really offered, as long as the young master is there and Xuanzhen Temple is stable, it is acceptable. "

What Fan Zhong said is actually reasonable. If there is no main task, it is necessary to "establish a sect", and if there is no chance to break the deadlock, Chu Zhou does not object to going to the Iron Spear Martial Arts Hall.

No matter whether it succeeds or not, just run a lap first.

Moreover, he is not the original person, so he doesn't have much real sense of the wealth and land he suddenly obtained.

But now, I have to try it anyway!

However, the real reason cannot be said. After thinking for a while, Chu Zhou said: "According to my estimation, if those people really want to take action, they will wait until the master is completely buried tomorrow before they take action.

So, if the real thing cannot be done, I will go for it! "

Seeing what Fan Zhong wanted to say, Chu Zhou added: "Uncle Fan, believe me, since I want to inherit this Xuanzhen concept from my master, I must have the ability to do it.

So, I have to try, I have to try, and I can’t let others look down upon me.

Otherwise, even if Master Wei is willing to take action, our life will not be easy in the future. "

After hearing this, Fan Zhong's eyes lit up. He nodded seriously and said, "I understand. Then, young master, should I go and get busy first?"

"Go, yes, call Xu Cheng and Yi Huai, I have something to ask them!"

"good!"

After saying that, Fan Zhong wiped his lips and immediately went to find someone, while Chu Zhou paused with his eyes narrowed, his thoughts wandering around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Within a moment, Xu Cheng and Yi Huai ran over: "Brother, are you looking for us?"

"Yes, I need you to help me buy some things."

With that said, he took out a few pieces of broken silver, handed it to Xu Cheng, and said: "I have an order here, you buy it according to the order, and you will be there soon. You must have everything ready before noon.

Well, if you can't find anything, you have to tell me before noon. "

"good!"

Xu Cheng responded and already took the money into his hand. Even though he was only twelve or thirteen years old, he was not qualified to be pampered.

Before, when I was following Xuan Zhen, I was ordered to do this and that every day, and I got through all the things that needed to be practiced.

They do a lot of shopping!

When Yi Huai saw that his senior brothers all had tasks, he was a little anxious: "Senior brother, what about me?"

"Don't you like running into the mountains? This time, I need you to go to the mountains, take Ada with you, and help me find some dark wood."

To the north of Xuanzhen Temple is the rolling mountain range, also known as the Dulong Mountains. According to legend, a real dragon fell here, hence the name.

Unlike Xu Cheng, who is quiet and intelligent, Yi Huai has a restless personality. He runs around and plays wildly every day, and he likes to crawl into the mountains the most.

Of course, he didn't dare to go deeper, but he was still familiar with the recent hills.

For this reason, he was often beaten by Xuan Zhen's old master, but the little guy's main goal was to admit his mistakes quickly but never change his mind.

However, Yi Huai had no idea about the so-called 'gloomy wood', so Chu Zhou had to waste his words.

The deadline he gave Yi Huai was also before noon. If he couldn't find it, Chu Zhou would have to go by himself in the afternoon.

In this way, after the two little guys received the mission, they ran away in a hurry. When Fan Zhong saw them, he hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

No matter what kind of person Xuan Zhen is, it cannot be denied that he is a real veteran. He has experienced many ups and downs, met many people, and has a vicious vision.

Therefore, anyone who can stay with him, whether it is Fan Zhong, the cook, or the helper, is reliable.

Fan Zhong knew what to ask and what not to ask. He only gave suggestions when encountering problems and never made decisions on his behalf.

Stay true to your duty!

These four words were finally understood by him.

I have to say that the team left behind by Xuanzhen Lao Dao is really good. Otherwise, Chu Zhou would have far more headaches than he does now.

Because it is the last day of the funeral, everyone who was supposed to come before has come, so today is even more deserted.

Chu Zhou was also happy and free. When he knelt there and burned paper, he was thinking about his plan.

At noon, Xu Cheng came back, driving a donkey cart in Guanli, pulling back a lot of things, and finally placed them in the master's room.

Chu Zhou clicked on it and found that there was a little less 'cinnabar'.

According to Xu Cheng's explanation, this thing was of little use and he didn't have much in stock. He bought all the rest.

However, cinnabar is commonly used in drawing talismans, and some of it still exists in Taoist temples, which is enough.

After the things were moved, Yi Huai came back, followed by a strong man pushing a wheelbarrow.

The mountain road is difficult to navigate, so this type of wheelbarrow is the best to use. It also pulls a pile of wood, including freshly cut wood, withered wood, and different types.

To be honest, although Chu Zhou explained what gloomy wood was, Yi Huai was really not sure, so he simply followed the request and brought back everything he could find, preparing to let his senior brother choose.

Chu Zhou rummaged around and picked it up, and when he was satisfied, he sent the two little guys away, letting them watch from the front while he hid in the room.

No one knew what he was busy with all afternoon, but when he passed by occasionally, he could hear Ding Ling's banging voice.

It was almost dark before Chu Zhou walked out of the room. He held a palm-sized wooden sign in his hand and rubbed it slightly.

This wooden sign is not big. It seems to have been soaked in some kind of paint. It is completely black and has complex runes engraved on one side. It is dotted with cinnabar and is as red as blood, and the carvings are clearly visible.

On the other side, there is a ghost head drawn. The technique is a bit poor, and it looks quite abstract, but it can barely be seen.

As far as the finished product is concerned, Chu Zhou is quite satisfied. As for whether it is actually useful?

You'll find out tonight!

Because it was the last day, after dark, Chu Zhou sent everyone away again and issued a death order. Today, the master returned to the spirit at midnight. No matter what they heard, they should not come out.

Children are most afraid of ghosts and spirits. The two little guys nodded hurriedly.

Finally, Chu Zhou was the only one left in the hall. He stood beside the coffin, looking at the old Taoist Xuan Zhen who was already smelling a little, and whispered: "Master, Master, no matter what, please help me again."

That's right, the ghost he was targeting was the one raised by the old Taoist Xuan Zhen!

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