If it were other things, he might not be very interested, but he couldn't resist the temptation brought to him by the Taoist scriptures mentioned by Zhang Laizi.
If he guessed correctly, that guy Zhang Laizi should be a descendant of the true legend of Longhu Mountain that was lost among the people.
He might have learned a little bit about magic or something like that.
However, since he can have the first unnamed Taoist book in his hand, it is not surprising that in addition to this book, he also has a second Taoist book tucked away.
Chen Hai has no doubt about this.
"Uncle Lame, you don't know what Chen Erleng did to start his business!"
"You know that he is ruthless and will show no mercy to you, yet you still dare to get involved with Wang Xiuhua and say something unpleasant. You are where you are today because of your own fault!"
"Since you want to take that Taoist book as a reward and let me help you, then tell yourself that you are ready to let me do it?"
"Besides, before you speak, I have to declare that if you ask me to go against Chen Er Leng just because of this little thing about you, I will definitely not agree!"
After a slight hesitation, Chen Hai thought for a while and then he spoke.
After all, when it comes to the realm of cultivation, although he is much stronger than Zhang Laizi, his body is still a mortal body.
Facing the enemy head-on, if he was sacked and beaten with a stick, his fate would probably not be much better than Zhang Laizi's.
With Chen Er Leng's urine, if he knew that he had killed Zhang Laizi, and Chen Hai knew about it, he would not be able to do such a thing as murder and silence.
"Chen Hai, for people like us, it's okay to do small tricks behind the scenes, but to fight with others head-on? That would simply make it difficult for you, and I never thought about it that way."
"I'm asking you for help just because I don't want to die in vain!"
"My body was dumped in a gold pit to the southwest on the mountain to the left of my house!"
"Besides Chen Er Leng, the people who took action were Ma Laosan and Zhang Laoliu."
"The weapons they used to kill me were thrown into their pig cage pit by Ma Laosan."
"Although my remnant soul is too weak, it is a bit difficult to get close to Chen Er Leng and others, but I clearly saw their actions afterwards."
"With this information, it can be said that the witnesses and physical evidence are all there. Please help me call the police. As long as the police are willing to investigate, they will definitely get to the bottom of it quickly."
"That is, my remnant soul cannot be noticed by others. Otherwise, if I just ask someone to help me, he can help me solve this problem!"
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Zhang Laizi said that according to him, the little help he asked Chen Hai for did not seem to be difficult at all.
After only a brief hesitation, Chen Hai nodded directly and agreed.
But then, he added: "Uncle Lame, since I promised you, I will definitely help you with this favor."
"However, I think you should hand the Taoist book you mentioned into my hands first."
"After all, your remnant soul is already quite weak. Who knows how long you can hold on?"
"If there is an eventuality that I helped you but you are no longer here, who else can I go to if I want to get that Taoist book?"
When he proposed to hand over the Taoist book he had hidden to Chen Hai, Zhang Laizi never thought of deceiving him on this matter.
After all, he only has a remnant soul left, and it is about to dissipate. No matter how precious the Taoist book in his mouth is, what use is it to him?
Considering that Chen Hai's concerns were indeed true, he just hesitated for a moment and then said: "Chen Hai, if you want to take that Taoist book first, fine, I'll give it to you!"
"The place where I hide the Taoist books is inside the kitchen house. When you go inside, you will see a big water tank."
"Move that vat away, get a small shovel, dig four or five inches down, and you should be able to dig out a box."
"The book you borrowed and read before, as well as the Taoist book I mentioned, are all in this box."
"I heard from my dead father that in the past, I had at least a dozen similar Taoist books at home."
"It's a pity that in that turbulent era, these Taoist books in our family were all feudal dross."
"After I was reported to the brigade, a group of people broke into my house, searched out my things, and set them on fire!"
"There are only two Taoist books left. They were hidden relatively tightly, so they were not found and preserved..."
After sighing for a while, Zhang Laizi reminded Chen Hai again: "I have told you the truth about the place where the things are hidden. I leave my affairs to you!"
"Don't worry, Uncle Cripple. I am a person who sticks to my words. As long as I get the things I promised you, I will definitely help you handle the things I promised you. I will never break my promise!" Chen Hai nodded in response.
Now, he just wants to return to his true form as soon as possible, and then go to Zhang Laizi's house to get things.
After making a promise to Zhang Zizi and saying hello to him, Chen Hai sped away in the direction of his home like lightning.
It is now almost midnight, and Chen Zhonghua and Jiang Meixian have already fallen asleep.
In the old-fashioned wooden house like Chen Hai's house, the room he was in could have been directly connected to the outside of the house.
After his soul returned to his body, Chen Hai gently opened the side door.
In order to prevent the night wind from making the door keep ringing, he specially found a piece of straw paper, folded it several times, stuffed it into the crack of the door, and closed the door tightly again.
After doing all this, he just set off and ran towards the direction of Zhang Zizi's home.
Whether it was far away or close, it took Chen Hai just over half an hour to arrive at Zhang Laizi's house.
There is a ginkgo tree at the door, which is probably quite old.
He didn't take any chances and went straight inside. Standing behind the ginkgo tree, Chen Hai's soul left his body and entered the house to observe for a while.
After confirming that it was dark inside and no other outsiders were there, he walked to the door of Zhang Zizi's house.
The door was ajar. Chen Hai pushed it gently, and with a creaking sound, the door was pushed open.
Inside the house, it was a complete mess, as if a battle had been lost.
It must be that after Zhang Laizi's death, someone came here and moved all the valuable items from his home.
Chen Erleng shouldn't be able to do this kind of thing. After all, he is not someone who lacks such money.
As for his two accomplices, Ma Laosan and Zhang Laoliu, that’s not necessarily the case!
When chatting with his parents at home, Chen Hai did not hear them mention the fact that Zhang Laizi was dead.
Perhaps, the person has been dead for more than ten days, and until now, outsiders still know nothing about it.
After all, Zhang Laizi is a loner. Most people keep a respectful distance from people like him, and it is impossible to have a deep relationship with him.
As for him, he often goes out to perform rituals for others to ward off evil spirits, and does not come back for several days or more. For him, this is normal.
Wang Xiuhua, the only one with whom he has a close relationship...
During dinner, Chen Hai heard his parents mention that Wang Xiuhua seemed to have some mental problem and was forcibly sent to Sancha Road Mental Hospital by Chen Erling.
When he heard this, Chen Hai felt very surprised, but now, he felt that the fact that Wang Xiuhua was like this must have something to do with Zhang Laizi's death.
He didn't look at or touch the things in Zhang Laizi's house, but walked straight to the kitchen house.
In fact, when he used his soul to explore the road before, he had already clearly discovered the location of the small box buried under the water tank.
Now, when he comes in and holds this box, he is already familiar with it.
Only six or seven minutes passed before he walked out of the house again.
Then under the hazy moonlight, Chen Hai opened the box and looked at the two Taoist books placed inside.
One book he was very familiar with was the unknown ancient book he had borrowed before.
The other one also has no name.
Chen Hai turned over the pages of the book and saw the words "Xiao Wu Lei Fa" on the first page. With a look of joy on his face, he closed the book and put it back into the box.
It was late at night, and it was outside Zhang Zizi's house. Naturally, it was inconvenient for Chen Hai to read the contents of the book carefully.
It took him more than half an hour to return to his home.
After stuffing the box under his bed, Chen Hai lay directly back on the bed.
It took more than an hour to go back and forth, and he basically jogged all the way. His body was just a mortal body. After running all this way, he still felt a little exhausted.
Lying on the bed, he fell asleep in just a short while.
The next day, early in the morning, after finishing his daily morning exercises, he picked up the Xiaowu Lei Method and began to browse.
The Thunder Method originated from the ancient people's worship of the God of Thunder. The Five Thunder Method is also called the Five Thunder Zhengfa, or the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Zhengfa, etc.
Compared with the real thunder method, the power of the Xiaowu Thunder Method is much inferior. Its main function is to dispel evil and cure diseases.
Like the kind of thing that causes lightning to kill an enemy, a real thunder method may be able to do it, but the Xiaowu thunder method is really far behind in terms of fighting.
However, for Chen Hai, who was born in Yeluzi and knew no spells and relied on his own imagination, even the Xiaowu Thunder Technique was enough for him to digest for a long time.
"When practicing Xiaowu Thunder Technique, the first time you practice it, you have to choose the first spring thunder day of the year and practice in the direction of thunder?"
"It's just a matter of practicing a spell. Is there such a restriction?"
Although Xiaowu Leifa's Taoist book is also written in seal script, the content is not difficult for Chen Hai to understand now.
After briefly browsing the contents of the book, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
After all, it's only September 20th, and there are still several months before next year's Spring Thunder Day.
It seems that he can only shelve this Little Five Thunder Method for the time being, and wait until next spring before he can try to practice it.