As the old saying goes, if you know there are tigers in the mountains, go to the tiger mountains.
The two brothers Wu Zhi are famous for hunting tigers.
At Lanruo Temple, Mrs. Wei's warning did not arouse Wu Zhi's fear. Instead, it made Wu Zhi very curious about the place.
In the spirit of watching the excitement and not taking things too seriously, Wu Zhi decided to go and have a look.
After a comfortable bath and a good night's sleep, Wu Zhi knocked on the door of Ximen Qing's room early the next morning.
"Dong dong dong."
With the sound of the door opening, Wu Zhi found Ximen Qing already dressed and standing at the door.
However, this little girl has dark circles under her eyes, obviously she didn't sleep well last night.
Wu Zhi reached out and touched Ximen Qing's head: "Little guy, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare last night?"
Ximen Qing raised his head, rolled his eyes fiercely at Wu Zhi, and let out a "hum".
She was afraid that she would never tell Wu Zhi in her whole life what a "terrible" dream she had last night!
Anyway, in the dream... Oh, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I don’t want to think about it anymore!
Thinking of those scenes, Ximen Qing now even has the desire to kill!
I want to cut Wu Zhi into eight pieces, especially that object, it’s best to chop it into pieces!
"Hurry up, hurry up! I can't wait to go to Hangzhou."
Seeing Ximen Qing leave in a hurry, Wu Zhi followed him with a smile.
He shook his head and said to himself: "What a strange girl!"
To be honest, Wu Zhi is becoming more and more curious about the true identity of his apprentice.
He wanted to know who could teach such a weird girl.
After leaving Huizhou City, on the way to Huangshan, there was a fork in the road.
The one on the left is the official road. On weekdays, those businessmen must be accustomed to taking the official road.
After all, officialdom is stable and there are relatively few bandits and bandits.
However, today Wu Zhi found strangely that neither the businessmen nor the common people nearby were following the official path.
Instead, he headed towards another road next to him that looked rougher.
This is true even for the escort teams driving carriages.
Wu Zhi felt a little curious and immediately stepped forward.
He took out a few coins from his pocket and put them in the hands of a woodcutter.
"Fellow, let me ask, why do you all take this small road instead of the huge official road?"
The woodcutter took Wu Zhi's money, happily put the copper plate into his pocket, and then said:
"This official channel has been blocked."
"Blocked by whom?"
The woodcutter glanced around and said to Wu Zhi mysteriously.
"Who else could it be? Of course it's the Ming Cult!"
Those vicious Mingjiao believers blocked the official road in front and did not allow anyone to come and go.
Wu Zhi quickly asked: "Do you know why?"
The woodcutter's eyes flickered. Although he knew, he didn't say it out loud.
Wu Zhi smiled, took out a few more coins and stuffed them into his hands.
The woodcutter happily put the copper plate into his pocket again, and then said: "That's because the official road in front leads to Longshan."
"There is a Rakshasa hag on that dragon mountain!"
Rakshasa hag?
When Wu Zhi heard such a strange title, he couldn't help but think of "fighting nation" in his mind, a term that only modern people can react to immediately.
In the Song Dynasty, people from the northern "Kievan Rus" could already be seen.
Kievan Rus is also known as Russia.
Among the people, the common people collectively call these old men in the north Rakshasa people.
The main reason is that the appearance of these people is very different from the people of the Song Dynasty.
Their skin is white and their hair is golden, some are brown or even red.
Therefore, people habitually call them "Rakshasa", which is half human and half ghost.
