Walking through the abandoned alleyway, walking forward is not a building lobby, but a dense bamboo forest.
The bamboo forest is extremely open. When passing through the bamboo forest, there is a fork in the road every few steps. However, when Zhang Hao looked inside, he immediately heard a warning.
"Follow me closely, don't look around, there are piles of dead people in there."
It was okay if the man didn't say anything. He did, but it attracted Zhang Hao's attention.
The murderous aura here is so strong, as if there are evil spirits hovering around.
But this kind of thing did not arouse Zhang Hao's interest.
There is only one thing he really cares about.
While chatting with Shadow, although Zhang Hao did not learn how to set up formations, he did learn some knowledge about formations.
The formation pays attention to the matching of the five elements and the harmony of yin and yang. Among the five elements of yin and yang, once the yang qi is too heavy, the yin qi must be balanced.
Bamboo forests are good at storing yin energy. The more lush the bamboo forest is, the more yin energy there is in this place.
Is this a coincidence?
If so, it proves that he is overthinking.
But if not, but on purpose...
Could it be that in the underground world of this small border town, there are also a group of people spying on Hidden Dragon Mountain?
This was not Zhang Hao's sudden idea.
If you think about it carefully, this possibility is not impossible.
Zhang Hao has not been to many places, and his knowledge is not extensive.
But there is definitely a problem with the existence of the Valley of the Wicked.
If the young man was not lying, the Valley of Evil was full of desperadoes with murder cases, which meant that it was not only people who were dangerous here, but also a huge underground industry.
Relying on this industry, they can smuggle people who have committed murders across the border, and then rely on the desperadoes on the border to do various illegal businesses.
Along the border, there are deep mountains and old forests everywhere. As long as you get in, it is impossible to be discovered without an acquaintance to guide you.
And deep in the mountains and old forests, with a little modification, it can be used to hide various dangerous goods.
Zhang Hao even suspected that this industry in the Valley of Evil might be related to the mainland, and that there was a larger interest group hidden in the mainland.
But this is just his idea, and the specifics have yet to be verified.
A few minutes later, Zhang Hao and Wei Sihao walked out of the bamboo forest and arrived outside a blue-tiled gate.
A man stood in front of the door, wearing a Nanshan Taoist robe, with a mysterious aura around him, as if he was a practicing outsider.
"Taoist Master, I have brought people here. Can you please let them in?"
The man approached the Taoist priest and said respectfully.
Zhang Hao was slightly surprised.
He imagined a lot, but he never thought that the person in front of him turned out to be a Taoist priest.
The Taoist's body is extremely clean, without a trace of murderous aura, nor any evil aura. Instead, there is a trace of Fangwai aura that is not stained by the five elements and is not stained by dust.
"Householder, you have finished your work, you can go and receive your reward."
The middle-aged Taoist priest said with a smile.
When the man heard this, he immediately became happy.
After the man left, only Zhang Hao and the Taoist priest were left.
The Taoist priest looked at Zhang Hao thoughtfully and glanced at Wei Sihao, but did not pay attention to him.
"Your Excellency is not doing business, but going to the Valley of the Wicked, right?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest said with a smile, revealing Zhang Hao's true thoughts.
Zhang Hao's face was calm and not too strange.
He went to the Valley of the Wicked with no intention of hiding.
Whether the other party asks or doesn't ask, he has to use means.
Moreover, the cleaner this person is, the greater the problem will be.
In an underground world full of mud, there is a person as clean as a white lotus. Isn't it surprising?
Just because a Taoist priest doesn't do bad things doesn't mean that his subordinates don't do bad things.
"Are you, a Taoist priest, finished?"
Before Zhang Hao spoke, Wei Sihao showed a hint of dissatisfaction and stared at the Taoist priest coldly, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
"I am also a person who goes up the mountain. Don't use your identity as a Taoist priest to play riddles with us. Since you know why we are here, let us go quickly. Otherwise, if something happens, don't blame me for not warning you in advance!"
Wei Sihao opened his mouth and immediately became a little angry.
Zhang Hao on the side had a strange look on his face.
Wei Sihao has been a Buddhist all his life, so when he sees a Taoist priest, he will inevitably feel a little unhappy.
Now it seems that whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, we are all monks. Everyone eats from a bowl and should respect each other.
But in Wei Sihao's time, one of our own people couldn't get enough to eat from the same pot, and a group of people came out to grab food. How could we give them a good look?
The middle-aged Taoist priest was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Wei Sihao to be so prejudiced against him, so he couldn't help but look at Wei Sihao twice.
"Are you a monk?"
The Taoist priest looked left and right, but he didn't see any aura of a monk in Wei Sihao. Instead, he felt a strong murderous aura.
"Your Excellency is from a Buddhist sect. May I ask which sect of Buddhism you are from?"
He seemed to want to discuss things with Wei Sihao, but Wei Sihao had no such interest.
He hasn't had a full meal since waking up.
After the cave collapsed, he did drink some blood, but it was not satisfying at all. Instead, he was aroused.
What's more, the man in front of me is a Taoist priest, not a monk. What relationship do I have with him?
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Wei Sihao roared angrily and rushed forward suddenly.
The evil spirit of the zombies exploded, instantly tearing apart the psychedelic method arranged by Zhang Hao.
The Taoist priest's eyes only felt blurry. The middle-aged man who had just disappeared suddenly disappeared, and instead, a monster with a ferocious face, black hair, gold teeth and a big mouth appeared.
He was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly swept away the floating dust.
However, he had just made his move when Wei Sihao's big hand was already on his robe, and with both hands, he tore the robe of the middle-aged Taoist into pieces.
Under the Taoist robe is a decent suit, and under the armpit of the suit is a gun holster.
"What is this?"
Wei Sihao was immediately attracted by this object. He held it in his hand and was about to pull the trigger when he heard a sound coming from behind him.
"Old Wei, stop moving, that thing will hurt people."
Zhang Hao said leisurely, slowly walked forward and pulled him aside.
The Taoist priest stared at Wei Sihao dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.
He is indeed a Taoist priest, but he is not an ordinary Taoist priest.
However, despite his inheritance, he was no match for Wei Sihao.
Zombies!
This turned out to be a living zombie.
The Taoist priest stared at Wei Sihao in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.
"We don't want to cause trouble, bring my people out, and then tell me the location of the Valley of the Wicked, and I will leave."
Zhang Hao said calmly, took the gun away from Wei Sihao and returned it to the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest was stunned for five seconds before he finally came to his senses, nodded immediately, turned around and ran away.
Wei Sihao looked at Zhang Hao unhappily. "Why are you stopping me? What's the use of that thing?"
As a military general, Wei Sihao had a strong interest in killing weapons. At just the first glance, he concluded that this object must be some kind of hidden weapon for the launcher.
"When you get to the Valley of the Wicked, you will naturally know.
These things are very common, but they are also very powerful. Don't point them at your own people, otherwise if you pull the trigger, a life will be taken away. ”
Zhang Hao said seriously.
He didn't know enough about firearms, and the more he talked, the more leaks he got, and he also left an unreliable impression on Wei Sihao.
In this case, it is better not to say anything at all and let Wei Sihao experience it himself.
Wei Sihao nodded in disappointment and thought to himself, it turns out that Zhang Hao doesn't understand everything.
But this is fine, Zhang Haoruo can do everything, but he is a bit different from a normal person.
Bored, Wei Sihao sat on the stone stairs next to him, quietly waiting for time.
He wanted to keep a meal, but at least he had to ensure the safety of the sixth child.
But at this time, the house was already in chaos.
"What are you talking about? Not only does he want to take Lao Liu away, but he also wants to go to the Valley of the Wicked?"
The boss looked at the Taoist priest coldly, with very dissatisfied eyes.
The Taoist priest was the Taoist he invited to perform the ritual and pray for the elders in his family.
He donates a large amount of incense money to Daomen every year, which adds up to nearly eight figures.
With so much money thrown in, the Taoist sect naturally had to send a few disciples who knew the real skills.
However, he did not expect that the Taoist priest he spent a lot of money to invite would be such a waste and could not even deal with a single intruder.
"Boss, just listen to my advice and let this person go. This person is of no use to you. If you force him to stay, he will only bring you trouble."
The Taoist priest said earnestly.
The big boss in front of them is their big customer.
In today's era, only a kind heart cannot support Taoism.
Everyone in the Taoist sect needs money, but today's era is an era of rampant materialism. Without money, even Taoist priests can't move forward.
A wealthy boss like the boss is worth ten thousand followers.
So he hopes to wrap up the other party.
However, the boss's ability to become a boss in a small border town does not rely on so-called kindness, but on real killing methods.
He couldn't bear the killing too much and was worried about bringing disaster to his family, so he spent a lot of money to hire Taoist priests.
The order here cannot be messed up.
Killing is his method.
Seeking a Taoist priest is just a way for him to accumulate virtue for himself. The Taoist priest can alleviate his disaster, but it cannot influence his judgment.
Seeing that the boss was indifferent, the Taoist sighed and slowly stretched out a hand.
"Boss, if you don't listen to me, take this charm with you. In times of crisis, this charm may be able to save your life.
But from now on, you will have nothing to do with our Taoist sect, and please don’t come to us again in the future. ”
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.
The talisman he just gave to the boss is the Taoist sect's true talisman, and it contains a trace of the spirituality of the ancestor.
With this trace of spirituality, it may be possible to block some of the zombie aura.
There was only so much he could do. As for the rest, he just wished this person good fortune and good fortune.
If the boss can survive, through the magical power in the spell, he will definitely know the magic of the Taoist sect. Even if he is warned to cut it off, he will invest money again and join the Taoist sect believers.
And if he dies, he will be considered worthy of his master's teachings and has not let down a believer.
The boss stared blankly at the Taoist priest's back, puzzled.
What is the origin of these uninvited guests that they could scare away a Taoist priest?
He lowered his head to look at the talisman and saw that the object was extremely weathered. It was more like a piece of carefully carved wood than a talisman.
"Boss, these Taoist priests are really unreliable. We make offerings to them every year, but they only give us this little thing, and then send us away with a piece of broken wood?"
A younger brother said.
After hearing this, the boss snorted coldly. Instead of anger, there was a hint of disgust on his face.
"Shut up!"
The boss roared angrily and hit him hard with his backhand.
There was only a bang, and the younger brother fell heavily to the ground and passed out.
"Throw him out, don't let this kid come here again, do you hear me?"
Hearing this, the younger brothers at the back nodded repeatedly and took the person away with shocked expressions on their faces.
My boss's temper has always been erratic.
This kid doesn't know the importance of it, and he dares to say that the boss can't believe it.
The boss's family has always respected Taoism. If Taoism is not good, it is tantamount to scolding the boss's family. How dare this kid?
Maybe it’s God’s fault.
Or maybe after many years of worshiping the Taoist sect, it has finally become of some use.
The boss acted on a whim and did not take action immediately, but asked someone to bring the sixth child out.
Lao Liu is in the underground prison not far away.
When he was carried up by his men, he had not yet regained consciousness.
After being hit on the head with a stick by the boss, he quickly fell into a coma. It wasn't until he was splashed with cold water that he woke up and found himself back in the hall.
"Who is your boss?"
The boss looked at Lao Liu coldly, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.
Lao Liu, an old good-for-nothing, has never had any abilities in his life. Unexpectedly, he was about to be buried in the grave, but he unexpectedly found a big boss.
There was smoke coming out of this guy's ancestral grave, but it came a little late.
Lao Liu shook his head vigorously and looked at the other party tiredly.
"My boss really has magical powers. It's useless for me to tell you. Do you know what magical powers are?"
Lao Liu looked at the boss mockingly. Although he was tired, the arrogance on his face was extremely strong, and he obviously looked down on the boss.
The boss suppressed his dissatisfaction and snorted coldly.
"Old Liu, don't look down on me. When I was offering sacrifices to the Taoist sect, you were still digging in the grave!
You said your backer has supernatural powers, have you seen it? ”
The boss said coldly.
Lao Liu chuckled, stood up in a pretentious manner, forced himself on the table, and then took out a talisman from his sleeve.
"Not only have I seen it before, my boss also taught me a magical power."
As Lao Liu spoke, he waved the talisman lightly, and a flame suddenly appeared.
He muttered something, and in the boss's shocked eyes, the fire suddenly shot up into the sky and instantly turned into a blazing flame.
Lie Yan circled around in mid-air and returned to Lao Liu's hand.
The fire burned in Lao Liu's hand. There was no talisman at this time, but he had even more magical powers.
The boss looked at Lao Liu in disbelief. This old guy actually worshiped a real god?
"Sixth brother, no, hurry up and give Brother Sixth a seat and pour tea. Why are you still standing there?"
The boss yelled hurriedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of fawning sounds all around. (End of chapter)