Chapter 11 Chen doesn’t dare to be a senior
“This…”
Hearing what senior brother said.
Hua Ling and the old foreigner on the side could not hide their amazement.
In today's world, except for those Taoists who live in seclusion in the mountains and devote themselves to practice, there are very few who know how to subjugate demons.
At least.
They have traveled around the world for so many years.
I have never seen such an expert before.
"Flower spirit, map."
Ignoring the two people's thoughts.
Partridge Whistle stretched out his hand.
Hua Ling came back to her senses, immediately took off the backpack and pulled out a bamboo tube.
The bamboo tube is clearly old.
The whole body shows a bluish black color.
After being carefully polished and soaked in tung oil, it can burn continuously and be impervious to rain. It is an excellent storage bag.
I saw her green little hand patting the mouth of the tube gently.
Pause time.
The cork wedged with the barrel mouth hangs down to one side.
Hua Ling took out an old, yellowed map with rough edges.
The three of them, brother and sister, travel outside all year round.
Most of the trips are through deep mountains and swamps, which are uninhabited and without maps, making it almost impossible to move even an inch.
Spread the map flat on the bamboo basket.
The partridge whistle came closer with a wind lantern.
A pair of eyes quickly swept over and quickly found their current location from the dense place names.
"Old Xiong Ridge...Pingshan?"
"Well, there is a Changuan building in front."
The Changuan building is Yizhuang.
The old foreigner was startled, "Senior brother, since you are a senior expert, you shouldn't go to those places, right?"
"Yes or no, you will know after you go and have a look."
Partridge Whistle pointed on the map.
In the area around Laoxiong Ridge, the mountains stretch for thousands of miles.
Except for Shibadong Village, they are almost all deep mountains and old forests.
The nearest village is dozens of miles away.
Unless that senior randomly found a bluestone on a cliff and meditated to sleep.
Otherwise...
The only place I can go to is Yizhuang.
It is already late at night, and looking at the heavy clouds in the sky, it is obviously a sign that the sky is going to change.
This is also the reason why he decided to try his luck in Yizhuang.
“Yes, senior brother.”
Now that senior brother has made his decision.
Hua Ling and the old foreigner would naturally not object.
Put away the map and carry the bamboo basket on your back.
The two followed the partridge whistle, bypassed the ancient raccoon monument, and went straight to Yizhuang.
In the vast night.
The whole world was silent.
Only a wind lantern in his hand illuminated the dark night.
Not long after.
The three of them arrived outside Yizhuang.
Looking at the form, it seems to be an old temple of a mountain god.
This kind of collection of museums is not uncommon in the Miao territory.
In these years of war, many people fled here to avoid the disaster. There were also traders traveling between Miao and Western Hunan, exchanging salt for supplies from the Miao village, just to make ends meet.
However.
The climate in Miaojiang is hot and humid.
Poisonous insects are everywhere and the miasma is shrouded.
Countless people died of poisoning due to acclimatization.
Different from the Miao people, the Han people pay attention to returning their souls to their homeland and resting in the soil.
These charity villages are actually prepared for them.
The bones are temporarily stored.
After the identity was verified, the victim’s family paid for someone to transport the body from Miao territory back to his hometown.
These people are called corpse chasers or corpse carriers.
It is worth mentioning.
When Luo Laowai was young, he didn’t have enough to eat.
I worked as a corpse carrier for a long time.
"Senior Brother, there really is someone."
Hua Ling's eyes widened, pointing to the candlelight deep in Yizhuang, and said with joy.
Although the firelight was flickering and dim, there was light, which at least meant that someone was moving.
Partridge Whistle didn’t dare to have high expectations.
A place like Yizhuang.
There is a corpse guard who lives there all year round.
If it weren’t for that senior, wouldn’t it be a joy in vain?
"Old foreigner, go call... wait."
Partridge Whistle greeted, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned. Pupils are constricted.
A face full of horror.
After following his senior brother for so long, this is the first time the old foreigner has seen him lose his composure. He thought he was in danger and subconsciously grabbed the bow and arrow with his backhand, "Senior brother?"
"Shh!"
The partridge whistle made a silent gesture.
He is at this moment.
Looking intently at the depths of Yizhuang.
My heart is like a big wave.
Reiki!
That’s right.
The Partridge Whistle is extremely sure that the white mist covering Yizhuang is undoubtedly the spiritual energy.
The majestic aura was definitely something he had never seen before.
The Banshan sect, although they practice martial arts and use techniques, pay attention to physical restraint.
But the relationship with Taoism is actually very deep.
For example, the Bishan lineage inherits the secret technique, the Bishan armor-dividing technique.
In fact, it has transcended the scope of secular martial arts and can be called a method.
Partridge Shao has been in the mountains since he was a child and followed the previous generation of Taoist monks to practice Buddhism.
Except Kuixing kicking, light body technique, seven-star boxing, and grappling techniques.
The most important thing is to practice Qi.
For thousands of years, the Zagrama clan has tried countless methods to break the curse on their people.
In the end there were only two viable options left.
One of them is the Muchen Bead.
Return the Phoenix Guts to the Snake God.
The second method is to practice Taoism.
Wash away the curses on your body with the help of spiritual energy.
It is a pity that over thousands of years, countless tribesmen have succeeded one after another.
All the way from the distant ancestral homeland to the east, our footprints have traveled all over the country.
To this day, there is still no progress.
In these years, Partridge Whistle has been searching for Muchen Beads.
In fact, I am also trying to see if I can find a few experts from outside the world and ask them for advice on how to practice.
"So..."
Partridge Whistle's heart moved.
Will this wish come true today?
Thinking of this, even he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Hua Ling, old foreigner, let's go, follow me into the village!"
Clenched his teeth.
The partridge whistle dare not delay.
But as soon as he took a step, he stopped again and adjusted his clothes a little.
The journey was dusty and exhausting. It would be bad if I bumped into the senior and made him unhappy.
Seeing that the senior brother was silent for a long time.
Suddenly proposed to enter the village, and rarely put his appearance in order.
The two of them were even more confused.
I wonder what kind of medicine he is selling in the jar?
"Let's go, your senior brother, I'm not crazy, and I'm not evil. This move is to enter the village to pay respects to the senior master."
It seems that I have noticed the little thoughts of the two people.
Partridge Whistle, who had always been unsmiling in front of his junior brothers and sisters, rarely laughed at himself.
"Ah..."
Hua Ling couldn't help but blush as her thoughts were exposed.
But she was lively by nature, so she forgot about it in a blink of an eye, and happily followed her senior brother.
Although the old foreigner had no expression on his face.
But the surprise in his eyes could not be hidden at all.
Senior brother can be so solemn.
The person camping in Yizhuang must be a high-ranking person.
Maybe there is a way to lift the curse for the clan members.
The three of them stepped forward quickly.
Soon we arrived at the gate.
Partridge Whistle personally pulled the copper ring and knocked hard several times.
At the same time, he said respectfully.
"Move the mountain partridge post, take the two junior brothers and sisters to meet the senior."
It's just...
The words just finished.
The closed door was suddenly opened from the inside.
Then, a handsome and majestic figure burst into view, looking at the three of them with a smile.
His eyes immediately fell on the stunned face of Partridge Whistle.
He shook his head and joked.
"Brother Tao, long time no see."
"Why do you call me a senior? Chen doesn't dare to be called a senior."
(End of this chapter)