"The morning color of a lake is bright, and the dew is fragrant. The most pity for me is that the two lotus roots are divided into sorrow, and a few sadness is carried." Huang Fang's jade hand gently tugged the lotus stalks, and her heart was filled with sorrow. For a moment, she felt that even if it was a good flower and a good scene, she would be boring without good intentions. There was a silent fragrance around her, and there was only a little sadness in her heart, and it was just sad at the moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Jian slowly landed on the ground, and walked gently with his feet to Huang Fang: "All living people are not enough to fear, the dead are not enough to fear, fearing that the world will not leave their names, and history cannot express their hatred. As the saying goes, what people fear most is not death, but the most feared is not leaving traces in other people's hearts. I think they should have no regrets even though they die."

"Thank you." Huang Fang's thoughts were still a little excited after Zhang Jian's comfort. As a Taoist person, what she most taboo is her soul scattered under retribution. When Huang Fang thought that the villagers she lived with when she was a child were trapped and could not be reborn, it was not pleasant for the kind Huang Fang.

A white full moon hangs high in the sky, and layers of dark clouds hidden behind the night sky are shrouded in all directions, like a vicious tiger lying on all sides, ready to swallow the stars and chase the moon at any time. Master Yongjie stopped the rosary in his hand, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, the black tiger devoured the moon, an unknown sign. It seems that this disaster is very serious, and I don't know if there is any other place in Xixin Temple?

"Let's go quickly. Haven't you eaten?" On the edge of the barren mountain covered with withered grass, I looked down at a group of people walking on the mountain road as if they were being pulled. As the steps went on both sides were rows of bare old trees, they were lying low on the ground and stretched with old branches. Under the cover of the darkness, they seemed to be a group of blood-dropping poisonous snakes entrenched on both sides of the road.

Three black shadows floated on the back of the crowd. They were like ghosts, all over, floating and wandering behind the team. They were holding a dark blue diesel lamp in their left hand, and the faint ghost fire condensed into the shape of a mandala flower and swayed gently in the air. A red light led the crowd forward.

"Papapapapapapapa!" The dark green whip in their hands was stained with strands of blood and whipped hard on the backs of the three middle-aged men who were behind, making them burst into pieces. Obviously, the shadows expressed dissatisfaction with their panting speed of travel. If they did not speed up, they would delay the time arranged by their master.

The fat man who was dressed in colorful clothes fell to the ground and hugged his thighs tightly, and kept shouting: "Ouch, feet, feet! My feet are no longer able, my feet are cramped. I want a stretcher, but if it really doesn't work, a few people will lift me up."

"Bang--" A loud whip fell down, hitting the fat man's white belly and stirring up a wave of flesh.

"Ah——" The fat white man's shrill cry resounded like a crow: "Damn, bastard. Do you know who I am? My father is a high-ranking city official, and in front of you is the son of a high-ranking city official! Do your parents know that you treat me like this? Do your uncles, sisters, brothers and sisters know? Do you know..."

The three black shadows behind him were whispering to each other, obviously expressing their displeasure to the strange fat man: "Is this guy really the person whom the owner list indicates to be caught? If not, throw him away quickly. This scream is really annoying. He has the most troubles along the way. That piece of white and rotten meat is so beautiful. Even if I become a ghost, I can't stand these tender and tender dolls."

"Hey, fat man, what's your name? Don't call it pain, don't make you silly, don't pretend to be stupid! Otherwise, just like this stone, you cut you into pork belly." The black shadow turned into a faceless man without facial features, held the whip in his hand and tugged at a stone about one meter in diameter on the ground, and cut the stone into squares like cutting tofu.

"Yeah." The fat man nodded in horror, but no one saw a trace of cunning flashing in his dark eyes: "I am white and fat man... I am not right to me, Zhong Kui, Nian Fang is twenty years old, single and unmarried, with a house, a car, and no loan at home. I urgently need to find a virtuous and kind girl to spend my life with me. If you are interested, please call me 16xxxxxx12."

"Ba—to be honest!" The faceless man whipped another impatiently, and made Fatty Zhong scream: "What I want is your identity, background and origin, not the small advertisement you posted on the telephone pole. Who would call Zhong Kui these days? You are playing tricks on me! Now tell me your identity, origin, and why you wander around the S Municipal Building at night? If you dare to be slicker, I will feed the fat on your body to the zombies. Believe me, zombies must like the fragrant pork belly set meal."

"Brother, brother!" Fatty Zhong grabbed the faceless man's thigh and began to cry: "I'm really a little shitty person. This year, I just bought a house in Tinghu. I originally wanted to bring the two elders from other places to the city to enjoy the peace and prosperity. But when I was going through the transfer procedures for social security and medical card transfer, the guys from the Municipal Human Resources and Social Security Bureau actually asked me to prove 'My mother is my mother, my father is my father.', tell me, my mother is not my mother, isn't my father not my father? What do you need to prove it? Didn't I come to them today to make a theory, but you were arrested by the hero all at once."

"I know that the heroes rob the rich and help the poor, kill corrupt officials and protect the weak. I have eighty mothers above and... Uh, there are groups of beauties, and my mother is alone outside. My mother calls us to take care of each other... Bah, my mother calls me to go home for dinner." No one noticed that a slight yellow light flashed in one of Fatty Zhong's hand holding the faceless man, as if something was sucking on his legs.

"Bang—" The faceless man fainted Fatty Zhong with a knife, and his face without facial features actually snorted: "Hold this fat pig away. Don't delay the master's time."

"Yes!" The other two black shadows continued to whip and drove forward with a large group of people in suits in front of them, pushing each other forward like a group of ducks waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhang Jianzheng and Miss Huang Fang were sitting outside the tent and whispering. At this time, a faint vibration came from his waist pocket. Zhang Jian took it out and saw a pair of thousands of knots made of hair began to flash with a slight green light. The green light showed that Fatty Zhong was actually not far from him, and there should be no danger. If it was a red light, it would mean that he was in danger. Of course, there was also a yellow light, which means that Fatty Zhong was trapped in a place and could not move.

This is a simple contact device. When Zhang Jian thought of Fatty Zhong taking out this Qianqian knot style and a traffic light operating mode similar to the traffic light operation mode, he finally accepted it. Looking at the Qianqian knot with green light, Zhang Jian stuffed it into his small pocket again with Huang Fang's strange eyes.

At this time, Qianqian knots that were put into the small cloth bag began to flash with a slight yellow light.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!