The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 378 Time Deprivation
The shopkeeper stood there quietly.

Although the transaction was not carried out, it did not mean to attack the two.

It seems that it is not the kind of spirit of law that will actively attack people, even if it is powerful, it is not very harmful.

"Captain, wait for me, wait for me."

was thinking.

The group of four who fled in embarrassment from the coffin shop earlier.

No, it's a trio now, and one of their team members has died in the coffin shop.

The three of them were holding a piece of white wax, and they were being chased and killed by a funeral paper man.

Seeing the two of Zhang Heng, the captain was taken aback.

It seemed that the three people who were going to walk eastward from the crossroads turned their steps abruptly when they saw the two of them again, and ran towards this side with their heads sullen.

"Old man, we are being watched by the ghost behind us. Stop it for us. I still have a white candle in my bag. It will be yours after the incident."

The leading captain shouted from a long distance away.

Zhang Heng remained motionless.

He looked at the three of them quietly.

The three of them ran past him quickly, and the moment they passed each other, the captain shouted again: "Thank you, old man, after we get out, we will have a round on the boat, a white candle, and we will never break our promise."

Done.

He ran without looking back.

"White Candle!"

Zhang Heng looked playfully.

It seems that after the three exchanged white candles from the coffin shop, relying on the white candles that can ward off ghosts, they forcibly broke into a taboo place in the village.

Some treasure may have been obtained, but it also attracted the pursuit of the paper figurine.

The paper figurine was one meter tall, with a tall hat, red face, and a mourning stick in his hand.

There is a strong red fierce light between the eyes, even if you don't do anything, you can tell that you are not easy to mess with just by looking at the appearance.

"Grandpa Zhang, be careful."

The paper man chased after the three of them.

While the three of them ran past Zhang Heng, the paper figurines who were chasing after them also arrived.

It was obviously not a civilized ghost like a shopkeeper. As soon as it got close, the paper figurine raised the mourning stick in its hand, and even though Zhang Heng didn't do anything, it put on a posture of about to attack.

"The misfortune is being diverted from the east."

"Young man, don't talk about Wude."

Looking at the three people running away, Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

To put it nicely, if you go out and give them a white candle, then you have to go out, right?

The three of them knew the strength of the two of them, if their skills were inferior to others, wouldn't they be beaten to death by paper figurines.

Zhang Heng is not a three-year-old child, how can he not know what the three of them are planning.

If the two of them are capable, they can survive the paper man's attack and return to the ship smoothly.

Naturally, a white candle was given as well.

On the contrary, if you have no ability, you can't get out, and you will die in the hands of the paper figurine.

That is also the fate of the two of them. Without this blessing, the three of them would not be at a loss.

pity.

Pengci and the others can be regarded as meeting the wrong person.

Zhang Heng stamped the crutch in his hand, and the time went back another 15 seconds.

"Old man, we are being targeted by ghosts from behind, help us"

15 seconds ago.

The two sides just met.

Just as the captain at the head was about to speak, Zhang Heng swiped his crutch on the ground.

Draw the ground as a prison
next second.

The three of them who were about to bypass them and continue running directly bumped into an invisible wall, causing them to be thrown off their feet.

"Fuck, where's the wall?"

The captain at the head looked like a mourning concubine.

The three of them fumbled forward in a panic, there was nothing in front of them, but they just couldn't take that step.

Swish! !

The paper man caught up.

It raised the mourning stick aloft, and hit the three of them on the heads one by one like hitting stubborn old corn.

Juice flew all over the place, how could it be such a tragic word, the three of them were beaten to death in the blink of an eye.

"Grandpa Zhang"

Yang Nuonuo was taken aback.

She thought that Zhang Heng would not save people, but she did not expect that Zhang Heng would block the space, stop the three people, and let the three people be beaten to death by paper figurines.

It's just plain easy.

Take a look at Yang Nuonuo.

Zhang Heng didn't explain either.

In the world of adults, there are not so many reasons.

If you don't understand, that's your problem.

"Humph."

"Lied to me!!"

Wait until the paper figurines beat the three of them to death.

Zhang Heng reached out and grabbed the backpacks of the three of them.

Open it up and take a look.

There is only a pair of red embroidered shoes in the backpack, so there is no white candle.

From the looks of it, it's really empty words, and it's only one who can be fooled.

"You know when a liar is the most embarrassing?"

Zhang Heng threw the red embroidered shoes to Yang Nuonuo, and said softly, "When the lies are exposed."

Done.

Zhang Heng added: "Time is a good thing. It allows people to keep trying and making mistakes. It's a pity that I have many choices, but they don't."

If there is a white candle in the backpack.

Zhang Heng will restart the time again, because the three of them did not lie to him, and there is really a white candle in the backpack for him.

just now.

There is no need for this anymore.

These are bad boys, cheating him, a 1000-year-old man.

What did Du Fu say?

The Nancun group of children bullied me to be old and weak, and I could bear to be a thief.

It's really a downturn in the world, and people's hearts are not old.

"Hello again."

Zhang Heng looked at the paper figurine who was deeply trapped in the painting ground, unable to get out or leave, and could only patrol back and forth: "You seem to be quite sincere."

Reach out and grab.

Zhang Heng's hands are not big, and the paper figurine is not small either.

But as he grabbed it, the paper doll became smaller and smaller in his hand, and soon became the size of a cigarette case, and he grabbed it in his hand.

transaction
Zhang Heng handed the paper figurine to the shopkeeper.

The salesman readily agreed.

Then he rummaged through the cargo box, found a rattle and handed it to Zhang Heng.

"are you serious?"

Zhang Heng looked disgusted.

The rattle looked ordinary, with a big hole in one side.

Although it is a rule item, the usable rules are quite strange: shaking the rattle can hide your sense of existence for 10 seconds, but be careful that the sound will reveal the position.

It's really weird.

Although Zhang Heng didn't research out whether the paper figurine who chased and killed the three people was a spirit of law or a law object.

But its level is obviously not low, and it has the strength to wipe out a team of ordinary drivers.

Such an existence is only exchanged for such a thing in the hands of the shopkeeper. This is not an equivalent exchange. This is a bandit.

If you say you want to rob me, it’s fine.

How embarrassing to have to give me something.

"Bring it to you."

Zhang Heng tried twice.

I have lost patience with the salesman.

He hates profiteers the most in his life, that is, he has the ability to reshape time, otherwise, if someone else comes over, the salesman will have to vomit blood.

If you are the first grader, don't blame others for the fifteenth grade.

Zhang Heng was very interested in the peddler's cargo box. Before that, he thought that it would be bad to grab it.

Watch now.

Wicked people have to be tortured by wicked people, but he wants to see whether bandits, profiteers, are more evil than him, the warlord of the Republic of China.

"Ok!"

Zhang Heng grabbed it.

The right hand went straight through layers of space and landed on the salesman's cargo box.

a tug.

It didn't move.

It's a bit interesting, he seems to grab it casually, but what he has in his hand is the power of time and space.

The peddler was able to tease him. It seems that its level of terror is very high. If a captain like Zhang Yanran came over, he would probably be caught by the peddler and put into the cargo box as soon as he made a move.

"Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be honored."

"When I was hoarding guns, Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, are you still selling bridge rice noodles, bring them here."

Zhang Heng pulled it violently.

Under his grasp, the salesman's figure began to become unreal, only the cargo box became more and more real.

Or.

The salesman itself does not exist, what is meaningful is the cargo box, and the salesman is just a ghost slave controlled by the cargo box.

Snapped.
Somehow, it seemed that something had been torn off.

next second.

The cargo box was grabbed by Zhang Heng.

He felt it quietly.

There are not many legal items in the cargo box, only six things.

The paper figurines he traded to the shopkeeper, seven candles, a box of unknown black blood, a cursed dagger with gems, an incense burner, and a bracelet.

"Uh-huh."

"The goods in the cargo box mean nothing. This cargo box is the real treasure. Whoever masters it is equivalent to a second shopkeeper. Besides humans, he can also make deals with ghosts. Without attacking ghosts, There is also a high probability that it will not be attacked by ghosts, so it can be regarded as a good baby."

Zhang Heng studied one or two.

If he wanted, he could now carry the cargo box on his back and become the second shopkeeper, wandering in the land of law, and complete the original accumulation of blood.

of course.

There are also restrictions.

Shopkeepers cannot do business at a loss.

In other words, if you buy something for one dollar, you must sell it for more than one dollar.

You can only earn, not lose.

The more you earn, the more control you have over the crates.

If you lose money, or don't sell anything, then sorry, the cargo box will eat you.

"Too much."

"The shopkeeper is related to the prosperity of Hongbai Village. If you take it away, you have to ask us anyway?"

Zhang Hengang captured the shopkeeper.

Looking back, three old men had already walked not far away.

They were all wearing coats, and the style of their clothes was very simple, and one of them made Zhang Heng a little distracted.

"you"

Zhang Heng looked at the old woman standing in the middle among the three.

very familiar.

And it is very familiar.

I thought and thought, looked and looked.

Zhang Heng was a little uncertain, and asked tentatively, "Are you An Yuyu?"

The old woman said coldly: "You old ghost, what are you pretending to be? If it weren't for your gift, I wouldn't have fallen to this point."

Uh.
Zhang Heng was speechless.

It seems that this familiar old woman is really An Yuyu from the period of the Republic of China.

Why did she hide here, and she became the master of the restricted area of ​​Hongbai Village, a place of law.

Kind of messy.

After Zhang Heng's true spirit descended to the world, he did not inherit the memory of his predecessor.

Judging from the inside and outside meaning of An Yuyu's words, did they fall apart halfway?

Or.

The predecessor here is not like his time.

The real Zhang Heng bought four maids during the period of the Republic of China and named them Chun Xia Qiu Dong.

Among them, An Yuyu was one of them, and she was also named Xia Zhu by him, and she was his personal maid.

Here's what's going on.

Could it be that this predecessor in the Republic of China didn't buy An Yuyu back from Renzhuang as a maidservant, but was bought by someone else, and later became the driver by chance, and embarked on a road of hostility with the predecessor?

Memory is blank.

It is difficult to do without inheriting memory.

The An Yuyu in front of him couldn't match the person in his memory no matter what, he felt a strong sense of tearing.

And just when he was thinking about whether to capture her, and then use dream techniques and hypnosis to set up the old woman's version of An Yuyu's memory.

An Yuyu's expression changed, and she said in a deep voice, "You're not an old ghost!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng's eyes narrowed.

He is Zhang Heng, and his predecessor is also him, but he is not the predecessor.

So to a certain extent, it is correct to say that he is not the Zhang Heng in everyone's impression.

"who are you?"

I don't know how she saw it.

The tone is very certain.

And as she became more determined, the surrounding scenery also began to blur.

Zhang Heng looked to both sides.

Hongbai Village, Hongbai Village.

This is one village, but also two villages.

It consists of Red Village and White Village.

On the Red Village side, the houses flickered and turned into sedan chairs.

On the other side of Baicun, the wall fell down and the trees withered, and it became a graveyard in a blink of an eye.

"Illusion?"

"Or distorting reality?"

Zhang Heng was a little surprised.

Hearing his words, the old version of An Yuyu's expression became colder: "You don't even know the laws of the mind that I control, you really are not an old ghost."

Zhang Heng was silent again.

How to explain this, in fact, he is really Zhang Heng, but it is more difficult to explain, and few people will believe it.

Because it is too tortuous, I am him, he is not me.

I thought about it.

Zhang Heng gave up.

The language is pale, but the power is more direct, so he said: "You take action."

"Old sister, you said it can be settled, there is no need to fight."

"Yes, although we are also drivers from the Republic of China period, compared with those little guys outside, we have eaten a little more salt, but the same drivers in the Republic of China also have high and low levels. If you expect us to fight hard with the old Zhangtou, You think highly of us."

Don't wait for An Yuyu to make a move.

The two old men standing behind her retreated.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The predecessor was known as No.1 in the Republic of China. This title was not given by others, but was actually killed.

The two old men are also antiques from the Republic of China period.

Although I haven't played against Zhang Heng, I have heard that the other party is powerful.

They are hiding in the land of law, what is the incarnation of the strange figure, it is not for safety.

After living for more than 100 years, I realized in the end that it is false to say anything else, and the most important thing is to live.

"go fast"

Hear the words of the two.

An Yuyu was not angry, but whispered: "After I go out, I will inform everyone that the old ghost is not a real old ghost. I don't know if he was replaced by something, or the spirit of law replaced him. In short, he is not real. Let everyone be careful."

Ok?
Zhang Heng is not stupid.

From An Yuyu's words, how could he not know that before arranging the funeral, his predecessor should have a close relationship with the circle of drivers in the Republic of China period.

He may even be the core of this group of old antiques from the Republic of China, a group of immortals, plotting something all day long.

It was only later that the conspiracy failed, or lost confidence.

The predecessor died calmly, and this group of people also hid themselves.

Now he takes his place and forgets about the gang.

In the eyes of this group of people, he is a ghost if he has no problem.

To say familiar.

The headquarters are outsiders, and Zhang Yanran and Zhang Xingquan are juniors.

Only these old monsters who are more than 100 years old and have dealt with him are his real acquaintances.

It's no wonder that two sentences were asked wrong. Although the predecessor was powerful, he was the strongest person in the Republic of China.

But when he faced Hongyue, he was still powerless and helpless.

Zhang Heng thought about it.

The real predecessor should be majestic and serious at the same time, with a little worry in his eyes.

And he didn't take Hongyue to heart at all.

Not to mention anything else, just emotions are not right.

"Drawing a dragon or a tiger is hard to draw bones."

"It's hard to know the heart when you know the face."

Ugh.
Zhang Heng sighed, and said: "It seems that I am quite different from my predecessor, I should be like twin brothers, it looks similar to outsiders, but in the eyes of familiar people, the difference can be seen at a glance, right? "

quiet.
Hear this.

The two old antiques looked at each other.

There was a shudder in my heart, and there was an instant wind under my feet.

"Walk"

Without any hesitation, the two old antiques wanted to withdraw.

Because in their view, the Zhang Heng who appeared in front of them should be some extremely terrifying and strange existence, occupying the old Zhangtou's body, replacing him, and preparing to carry out some ulterior plot.

Although I don't know exactly what I'm planning.

But it's conceivable that even the old Zhang's head has been planted, and they may not even have a splash when they fill it in.

"Don't worry."

Zhang Heng turned his hand and pressed.

Although he is more Buddhist, he doesn't think that the escape of the two will bring him any problems.

But he is a person who hates trouble, and besides, he has no memory of his previous life, so he happened to capture a few people, and peeked out what kind of person his previous life was from a few people.

"Space blockade?"

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

The old antiques from the Republic of China may not be the strongest, but they are definitely well-informed.

Zhang Heng flipped his hands over.

In the feeling of everyone, it was as if the sky was turned upside down.

There is no need to try it, there is a feeling of being sealed in the dark.

"It's just you."

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand to grab it.

Grabbed an old man directly, and then his eyes burst into light.

The years go by.

Time is like a revolving lantern, but instead of going forward, it goes backward.

Just a few short breaths.

Zhang Heng witnessed with his own eyes the life of this man named Zheng Fengxin.

He was born in the 32nd year of Guangxu, that is, in 1906.

Born as a boatman, later.
boom! !

Zhang Heng was watching, and suddenly felt that time was disturbed.

Look up.

In the eyes, there are three people who are exactly like him standing in front of him, but they look younger than his current appearance, probably the appearance of his predecessor when he was 70 years old.

May all your wishes come true.

Or a spiritual manifestation?

Zhang Heng's eyes lit up. Is this the embodiment of his old self?
boom!
No one spoke.

Those who answered him were three old men who looked exactly like him and possessed the power of time, raising their hands at the same time.

"This feeling!"

Following the actions of the three.

The power of time washed away.

Like an eraser, trying to erase his past and deny his present and future.

(End of this chapter)