Chapter 206 The master is making the move, and we are all scapegoats!
To be honest, Huang is actually looking forward to it.
In the age of great strife, kings fought for the world and the throne of the Central Plains.
They are not willing to be kings.
They want to use thousands of troops and thousands of corpses to become emperor by stepping on the corpses of other countries. Some people are even ambitious and want to become emperors.
After all, since the turbulent times of the Spring and Autumn Period, everyone has realized one thing, that is, the emperor is the one who has strong soldiers and horses.
And monks like them can't be a foil. When the golden age comes and the geniuses compete, there may be a glimmer of opportunity.
In a time of great strife, people like them must also fight to survive.
Wen Zeng's appearance did not cause too much trouble. Chao Geling was just a small figure, and the people behind him did not appear, which was not enough for Huang to take him seriously.
After all, he is the national master of Qin.
Moreover, they fought against Mozi, and the victorious Qin State Master, even if Pang Juan came in person, would not dare to be so presumptuous.
Regarding Wen Zeng, he could only say yes, and those who don't know have no fear.
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"Master, I just heard about the news that the ancestral land of the surname Zi is not far ahead, but I took a quick look and basically lost..."
Xianglidu came over and reported to Huang, "Should we go over and have a look?"
Hearing this, Huang smiled and said, "This is Chaoge, the capital of the Great Shang Dynasty, and it has moved its capital several times."
"The ancestral land of the surname Zi can be found anywhere in the Central Plains, except Chaoge. This ancestral land is just a cover-up."
Without even looking, Huang deduced that it was extremely strange that the ancestral land of Zi's surname still existed on Chaoge in this era.
"Let's go over and take a look. There's nothing else to do anyway!" Huang stood up and walked out of the wine stall, his eyes full of smiles.
Seeing Huang walking out of the wine stall, everyone followed him. Regardless of whether this was the ancestral land of the Zi family, since it existed, it would leave traces.
Neither Feng Zheng nor the little Taoist priest expected to find any breakthrough at once. The great merchants had been destroyed for hundreds of years. If so, it would not be their turn.
The corpse's eyes were deep and he didn't know what to think about.
After a while, the group of people arrived at a remote city. There was a dilapidated village where no one lived anymore.
Entering the village, the little Taoist priest suddenly stood up and stopped Huang: "Master, be careful, there seems to be something else here."
"I can feel that there is a dark and evil atmosphere rising in the center of the village, which makes me feel very depressed."
Hearing this, Huang narrowed his eyes and his tone became cold: "Both the corpse and Old Man Feng, please pay attention."
"good."
Huang finally glanced at Xiang Lidu.
"Be careful and don't rush into anything. Old Man Feng and others are here!"
"promise."
Compared to Feng Zheng and Little Taoist, Huang Ziran values Xiang Lidu more, because the former only has a cooperative relationship with him, while the latter belongs to him.
He is the master, and Xianglidu is the minister.
Along the overgrown road, Huang walked into the village. Looking at the collapsed houses around him, he couldn't help but frown.
He always felt something was wrong.
He glanced at the crowd, and when he saw the corpse and Feng Zheng also had solemn expressions, he understood that there was something wrong with this village.
And Feng Zheng and others also noticed it.
However, the little Taoist priest obviously felt more. At this moment, the little Taoist priest's face could no longer be described as solemn.
"Master, there is something wrong with the feng shui here." The little Taoist priest said something, and then said to Huang: "I need to find a high ground to take a look."
"Don't go any further before I come back..."
Hearing this, Huang couldn't help but be startled. He raised his head and looked around. According to his visual inspection, it would take an hour to get back and forth from the nearest mountain range.
"In that case, the corpse, Xiang Li, and Old Man Feng are here waiting for us to come back."
Huang glanced at the little Taoist priest and said, "I'll accompany you there. This way, we can take care of each other."
"good."
After saying that, the little Taoist priest and Huang left the village. There were only three corpses left in the village. When the breeze blew, they felt even more frightened.
"Mr. Feng, why do I feel that this place is quite scary? Is there any problem?" Xianglidu frowned. He was a warrior, but he actually felt cold here.
Logically speaking, warriors like him with strong qi and blood cannot feel the coldness because they have strong bodies.
"What's the problem? I'm here with the corpse, so you can rest assured!" After scolding Xiang Lidu, Feng Zheng couldn't help but look forward, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
This place is so weird.
At this moment, the corpse was also frowning: "I also feel that something is abnormal. The wind here is completely different from outside."
"And this place has been abandoned for so long, but no one comes here. Not even a corpse can be seen. It seems to be isolated by Chaoge."
Feng Zheng also nodded: "There is indeed something abnormal, and there have never been rumors about the ancestral land of the son's surname before."
"Obviously, most people in Chaoge City don't know this place. On the contrary, it appeared just after we entered Chaoge."
"Since we entered Chaoge, I'm afraid we have fallen into someone else's scheme!"
Hearing Feng Zheng's analysis, Zhizi did not refute. He knew in his heart that today's Huang was no longer unknown in the past.
With the incident at Dazheng Palace and the confrontation between Huang and the Mo family, it has already entered the eyes of some people.
Those beings may not treat Huang as cannon fodder.
When they thought of this, their expressions became extremely solemn, because they both knew that if it was exactly what they guessed, this trip would be extremely dangerous.
If they are reduced to chess pieces, no matter how kind the flag bearer is, the chess pieces die, and sometimes the chess players do it deliberately.
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On the other side, with the speed of Huang and the little Taoist priest, they had reached the top of the mountain in less than half an hour. The mountain had no name and was not very high.
However, standing on the top of the mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the villages below, as well as the surrounding mountains and scenery.
The little Taoist priest muttered words and looked at the village at the bottom of the mountain for a long time: "Master, the Feng Shui of this village has been deliberately modified."
"The dragon veins were destroyed, and all the evil energy poured into the center of the village. If I guessed correctly, that should be the core of the so-called ancestral land of the Zi family, the ancestral hall!"
"I'm afraid there are people here who are doing it on purpose. We still have to be cautious!"
"Um."
He glanced at the little Taoist priest, smiled wildly, and said: "Why, don't you plan to do a divination for yourself and ask about the bad luck?"
Hearing this, the little Taoist priest shook his head and looked at the village at the bottom of the mountain with a wry smile: "There is no need for divination. With this Feng Shui and this terrain, it is sure that there will be more misfortune than good."
"I'm afraid there's someone out there who's trying to get you into trouble! We might be the other party's scapegoats!"