Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

While talking, stay away from the river.

Zhang Jingqing turned into a white horse again, and the master and apprentice rode away on the white horse.

It was drizzling and the sky was getting dark, but the master and apprentice were still on the road.

Traveling is really exhausting... Zhang Zhiwei thought so.

Looking at Zhang Jingqing who was walking in front, the rain had wet his hair, and his sword eyebrows and beard, which were originally full of hair and beard, were covered with water droplets.

At first glance, it doesn't look like the majestic Taoist celestial master in ordinary times, but looks like a sloppy wild Taoist priest.

Zhang Zhiwei was touched deep in his heart.

Master treats me well!

But soon, there was an unexpected situation ahead.

I saw a dead body lying on the side of the road not far away.

Without Zhang Jingqing's reminder, Zhang Zhiwei Lema stopped and went to check, and a mutilated body came into view.

Half of the body was broken, revealing the white bones, all the internal organs were hollowed out, and half of the head was eaten. Beside the corpse, there was still a load of bundled firewood.

"Looking at this, it was attacked by a wild beast!"

Zhang Zhiwei reached out and touched the bones of the corpse.

It was found that there were many small scratches on the bone, as if someone had brushed it with a sharp steel brush.

Steel brushes...something resembling steel brushes on the beast...seem to be nothing but barbs on the tongue, a tongue full of barbs.

Is it a blind bear or a tiger?

Mostly it was a tiger, and it had to be a tiger with some skills. The tongue of an ordinary beast is not so powerful. It is probably because the woodcutter was unlucky that he ran into it.

Based on the tragedy of the corpse, Zhang Zhiwei quickly simulated the previous scene.

On the way down the mountain carrying firewood, the woodcutter was attacked from behind by a tiger, which bit off half of his head in one bite and killed him on the spot.

Afterwards, the tiger ate up his brain, internal organs and fatty parts of his body, leaving only some skinny parts.

And the scratches on those bones are the marks left by the tiger's barbed tongue, licking the bones and scraping the flesh.

"Rolling the tongue down, leaving such a deep scratch on the bone, I'm afraid I've already started practicing qi, and I'm about to become a spirit!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned around and reported the situation to Master.

After listening, Zhang Jingqing said: "Everything has qi. Unlike human beings, few animals feel qi. But once they feel qi, because of their simple mind, they improve quickly. If they eat people, they still have to solve it quickly. , otherwise it will be a disaster!"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "But in this barren mountain, the rain also dilutes the breath, where can I find it?"

"When the book is in use, you will hate less, and you will not know the difficulty if you have to go through it!" Zhang Jingqing reprimanded, "I ask you to learn more about the way of talisman. Already!"

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent, Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, Maoshan Shangqingzong, Gezaoshan Lingbao School, also known as the three schools of talismans, are the three sects that are best at drawing talismans among Taoists.

He is a direct descendant of a celestial master, but he is not very good at talismans, and he is indeed a bit helpless.

However, in Zhang Zhiwei's view, the most important thing in practice is life and cultivation. You can put aside such side skills and just have a rough understanding for the time being.

So he only knows some superficial methods, such as the talisman tracking method, and he only knows the most basic dragon rushing jade talisman.

The Chonglong Jade Talisman was born out of the Taiwei Three Parts, Eight Scenery and Twenty-Four True Books. The so-called "scenery" is the god corresponding to the body part.

Chonglongyu is for the nose, and the purpose of this talisman is to deify the nose and obtain an unparalleled sense of smell, which can be used for tracking.

In short, an enhanced dog nose.

Now that it's raining, Zhang Zhiwei's dog nose is naturally not working well, so Zhang Jingqing said he was blind.

"Master has great wisdom, I will delve into the way of talismans when I go back!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

It's not a matter of obedience, he really intends to study hard. After all, Lei Fa has encountered a bottleneck, and drawing talismans is a matter of tempering the mind. It is still beneficial to learn it.

"It's good that you know, clean up the corpse, and let's find a place to stay!" Zhang Jingqing arranged.

Zhang Zhiwei immediately picked up the corpse, barely wrapped it with the torn clothes on the ground, found a relatively flat place on the side of the road, opened a pit, and buried the skeleton.

After burying the corpse, Zhang Zhiwei got on his horse and continued to set off with Zhang Jingqing.

In fact, as far as they are concerned, staying in the wild is not a problem.

But the purpose of this trip is to travel and to experience. If you rely on your cultivation to live in peace, what is the difference from practicing hard on the mountain?

Fortunately, not long after they left, the master and apprentice found a place to stay.

Next to the official road in front, there is a small stone temple in the open mountains and fields.

The stone temple is simple and ordinary, but it is made of piles of blue stones. I don't know how many years it has been, and the stone surface is gray and dark.

At this moment, the inside of the stone temple was flickering with fire, and it seemed that someone was inside.

"Although it is simple, it is still a shelter from the wind and rain."

Approaching the stone temple, Zhang Jingqing pinched a formula, and the white horse immediately turned into two palm-sized talisman papers and burned as if it had leaked air.

Immediately, the two pushed open the wooden door and walked into the stone temple.

At this moment, in the stone temple, a few villagers who went up the mountain to cut firewood had to take shelter in this place because the rain was getting heavier and the sky was getting darker.

The villagers lit a fire in the stone temple, used local materials, boiled several pots of hot soup with rainwater, and were drinking it.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing coming in, they tightened their hatchets tightly, looking vigilant.

Now that the world is bad and bandits are rampant, they can't help being careless.

"It's raining heavily outside, excuse me everyone!"

Zhang Jingqing said something politely, seeing the nervousness of the villagers, she took Zhang Zhiwei to meditate in the corner.

In front of the fire, several villagers whispered.

"Isn't it cold? I think these two Taoist priests are so thinly dressed!"

"These two Daoist priests are tall and big, I guess he has real skills and is not afraid of the cold!"

"Real kung fu? The boxing kind?"

"Hush, be careful, be careful!"

Seeing the two Taoist priests being so polite, one of them, an older man, quickly said to the young man behind him:

One of the older men hurriedly said to the young man behind him:

"Ergou, don't stand still, pour a bowl of hot soup to warm up the two priests."

"Uh, ok ok!"

The young man named Ergou immediately scooped up two bowls of soup from the broken pot, and was about to hand it over, but the old man got up first, took the soup and delivered it himself.

"You two priests, drink a cup of hot water to warm your body! It's raining, and you two are wearing thin clothes. Be careful not to catch cold. We are all villagers in the nearby village. Winter is coming. We can't afford coal for heating, so we have to go up the mountain Chop some firewood and barely survive!"

With a flattering smile on his face, the old man explained the situation by sending soup.

The implication is that we are just ordinary villagers, we can't even afford coal, we can't squeeze out any oil and water, and we don't have any ideas.