When Zhang San woke up, it was already dusk. The place where he was unconscious was in a forest. He was already on the outskirts of the mining area, not far from the place where Zhang San first came by boat. "Fortunately, I got off the boat by myself."
When I was there, I once looked around carefully, and I still have some impressions."
The pain all over his body had subsided, but endless fatigue was left. Zhang San moved his somewhat lazy body, and groaned unconsciously, as if the experience just now was a dream, but at this time his mentality was
There was peace.
After standing up, Zhang San raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his head. The memory of the feeling of being worse than death still made him a little scared.
Looking at the outside world that he had not seen for a long time, Zhang San took a deep breath. The air had a freshness that was different from spiritual energy, which made him a little intoxicated. After Zhang San stood blankly for a moment, he suddenly seemed to remember something, "Haha" and sneered.
With a sound, the body turned into a stream of light and flew forward...
It would be useless not to avenge a grudge. The mutation of the magical power fruit gave him the capital to gain a foothold in the realm below the golden elixir. Zhang San was sure that the old man Ma would never be able to catch up with his speed. The magical power fruit could turn his body into a semi-liquid form.
blur.
Apart from the realm of golden elixir, the only people who can reach this point are those who have practiced magical powers like him. If that old guy had such strength, he wouldn't be guarding the mines here!
At night, silence has come. Even cultivators who have nothing to do at night will habitually meditate and practice, and generally will not run around.
Zhang San came to a housing area a little away from the mine, in front of the room where he had lived for twenty days.
After his spiritual sense penetrated and heard the familiar voice coming from inside, Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief and sneered again in his heart.
"It seems that when I came here, everything had been arranged. There were three people in a room. Those two people actually participated in the attack. They must be aware of what happened this time!"
Zhang San was already at the peak of Qi training at this time. After deliberately shrinking his spiritual power, he entered the room, but the two monks who had only reached the eleventh level of Qi training were unable to find him.
"Brother, do you think there will be any problem if we plot against Zhang San this time?" But a monk spoke up.
Zhang San looked intently and saw that it was the monk named Li or something. Unfortunately, the people here had never interacted with each other. Even though they lived under the same roof, they had little communication with each other.
"Junior brother, be careful." The other monk was obviously caught off guard by the question. After sweeping his thoughts around, he breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly: "Junior brother, even Senior Brother Ma and Uncle Ma said this was an accidental landslide.
Why should we think about it? Besides, the service has ended today and we will be leaving tomorrow, so why should we think about it so much!"
"As monks, I'm afraid we will do this kind of thing less often in the future, so why bother adding burden to ourselves!"
After hearing the answer, the monk surnamed Li pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Brother..." He was just about to say something.
A voice suddenly interrupted him, "Yes, you two are very aware, but Mr. Zhang was a little clumsy, and he only understands it now!"
Zhang San's figure appeared behind the two of them like a ghost, full of evil energy leaking out, and sneered again and again.
This sudden change caused the two people to tremble all over. They turned their heads and looked at Zhang San in disbelief.
"You...," the monk surnamed Li muttered, looking panicked and not knowing what he was talking about.
However, the other monk, after reacting, quickly threw his body towards the door and shouted loudly: "Zhang..."
However, before he could say anything, Zhang San had already arrived first, and a palm with white light was already printed on his heavenly cover.
"Ahem," a sound like the cracking of a walnut spread, and the monk died on the ground like mud. Looking at the eyes that were about to be filled with the breath of death, Zhang Sanyou turned his head and looked at the man who was about to scream.
The monk surnamed Li smiled gently: "Senior brother, please don't shout out, otherwise this will be your example!"
The monk quickly covered his mouth, only his eyes showed helpless fear, "Senior, senior brother, I was wrong, can you give me another chance?"
Zhang San nodded with satisfaction. When he saw the desire for survival in the eyes of the monk surnamed Li, he immediately asked with a straight face: "Who is Brother Ma you just mentioned? And I am not asking you to admit your mistake this time."
,answer my question!"
The monk surnamed Li was stunned. Any monk could answer this question, so he didn't think too much about it.
"Senior Brother Ma is Senior Brother Ma Yang who has just broken through the realm of foundation building. Now he is in charge of this mining area. This senior brother, I really know that I was wrong. In fact, I was forced. If you don't do anything to you, they will kill you.
Kill me." Friar surnamed Li replied while begging hard.
"It is indeed him," Zhang San thought to himself, but on the surface he said in confusion: "Then why did Ma Yang kill me, and where does he live? Are you lying to me? Ma Yang and I have nothing to do with each other.
It doesn’t matter.”
The monk surnamed Li suddenly felt like crying. I am not Ma Yang. How do I know why he wants to kill you? "Senior Brother, please forgive me. Ma Yang lives in the attic in the middle. If Senior Brother wants to seek justice, then
Please go find Namayang, really, I don’t know anything?”
"Oh, right." Zhang Sanjian asked about Ma Yang's residence and didn't say much, "It's not that you don't know, but you know too much!"
Seeing Zhang San's increasingly cold expression, the monk surnamed Li felt his scalp numb and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother...".
Zhang San ignored it and directly placed his hand seal on the head of monk surnamed Li. Looking at the two corpses lying on the ground, his heart did not waver and he rushed directly to the attic in the middle, "You are right, Xiuzhen
This kind of thing is so normal on the road.”
There is only one floor in the attic, and the lights inside are bright. There are two monks from the twelfth level of Qi training guarding the door. Zhang San did not act rashly and just waited patiently. Fortunately, even at night, there were people coming in and out from time to time. Zhang San
It seems that Banxiang probably understands the secret.
When there was no one around, Zhang San walked out with all preparations, but his face was covered with a scarf. This was the fabric Zhang San tore from his clothes. Whatever he thought,
You can find it by scanning it, but it can be very useful at this time.
"Who is it, stop?" But a guard said when Zhang San approached. Although Zhang San looked a little weird in his dress, he did not use his mind to probe, "What are you trying to do sneakily like this?"
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And Zhang San's eyes also showed an appropriate look of embarrassment, and he lowered his voice and said: "Two eldest brothers, please lower your voices. The younger brother is about to serve, so he wants to come..." At this point, Zhang San handed over a storage bag.
The bag was taken.
The two monks also laughed knowingly. One of them took the storage bag and checked it. Then he nodded to his companion with satisfaction and said gently: "You come with me, I will report to Senior Brother Ma for you."