The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 420
several days in a row.

time flies.

In the village under the mountain, the Zhang family was originally the poorest one.

nowadays.

Zhang Heng went to Hushan to practice, leaving early and returning late.

Every time I come back, I either bring a hare or a pheasant.

Seven days in a row.

Everyone's mouths were full of oil, and the third sister, who was originally as thin as a stick, had a little more blood on her face.

Just as Zhang Heng thought.

Things will go on like this.

Early in the morning.

A burst of crying broke the silence.

"Who's outside?"

The third sister is feeding the chickens in the yard.

Hey, hey, he seemed to hear crying outside the door.

"Ok?"

As soon as the door opens.

Third Sister Zhang took a closer look.

into the eye.

Standing at the door was a little girl in black, crying.

"you"

The third sister was about to ask who you are, when the words came to her lips, she saw a pair of tiger ears on the little girl's head.

For an instant.

Third sister's heart skipped a beat.

Black clothes, tiger ears, seven or eight-year-old girl.

Isn't this the little tiger my fourth brother mentioned?

"elder sister."

Hu Mengmeng wiped her eyes with her sleeve, and sobbed, "Is this Zhang Heng's house?"

"Yes, yes." The third sister swallowed, with a trill in her voice: "You, are you the little mountain god on the mountain?"

Humengmeng nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Mengmeng, why are you here?"

Zhang Heng was lighting a fire in the backyard.

Hearing the movement ahead, he rushed over immediately.

"Zhang Heng."

See Zhang Heng.

Humengmeng cried immediately: "The statue has collapsed."

"The idol has collapsed!"

Zhang Heng froze for a moment: "Your father"

Humengmeng cried and nodded.

See her like this.

Zhang Heng fell silent.

He had already discovered that something was wrong with Hushan God.

Seeing that the god statue was dim before, and he couldn't even borrow the god statue to show his holiness, he guessed that the Tiger Mountain God was either seriously injured or fell into a dangerous place.

"Zhang Heng, father, he, he."

Hu Mengmeng sobbed: "Has it fallen?"

Zhang Heng didn't answer.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the idol is the second body of the god, and it will not collapse for no reason.

Reminiscent of Hushan God's conquest of Beihai and Xingchenzong, no accident, Hushan God should have been ambushed and died in battle.

"woooooo"

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't speak.

Hu Mengmeng cried like a tearful person, because she also guessed the ending.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm crying like a little cat." Seeing Hu Mengmeng crying non-stop, the third sister was full of motherhood, she hurriedly hugged Hu Mengmeng in her arms.

But how can this be coaxed well.

Humengmeng cried out of breath, with snot and tears.

"A child is a good child, but his life is hard."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

With one finger, he pointed at the center of Humengmeng's eyebrows.

Hu Mengmeng tilted her head.

In a blink of an eye, she lost her human body, turned back into the appearance of a little white tiger, and fell asleep in the arms of Third Sister.

"Three sisters."

"God Hushan is currently on an expedition to Beihai under the imperial court's order."

"The statue collapsed, no accident, it should be the Tiger Mountain God who died in battle."

Zhang Heng gave a few words of warning, and then said: "Put Mengmeng to the bed first, I will go to Hushan and bring something back."

The third sister nodded like pecking rice.

He carried Humengmeng into the house.

Zhang Heng did not leave in a hurry.

Instead, he walked around the house twice, opened his mouth, and spit out a cloud of white mist.

This white mist is also magical.

Divided into two lanes, one on the left and one on the right, flying around the eaves.

After flying a few laps, it turned into a pale white Taiji diagram, which was upside down over the Zhang family's old house, and then disappeared without a trace.

tread.
Do it all.

Zhang Heng stepped lightly on the ground and disappeared without a trace.

When reappearing.

Already standing outside the Tiger Temple.

"really."

Zhang Heng looked up.

I saw that the Tiger God Temple seemed to have an earthquake. The original palaces and palaces collapsed in sevens and eights.

Bending down, walked into the hall.

The statue of Hushan God was completely shattered from the waist up, and even the pair of black maces held by the statue were lying on the ground as if no one cared about it.

"Come, come, come"

Zhang Heng used the method of recruiting and gently waved at the black mace.

next second.

The black mace flew upside down from the ground, landed in his hand, and quickly became the size of a toothpick.

Zhang Heng put away the black mace and continued walking inside.

Soon.

When he came to the inner hall, he repeated the old trick, and turned the Lingyu Terrace into the size of a cigarette case, and put it in his pocket along with the black mace.

"Ghost Token!"

Go all the way in.

Came to the treasure house, originally here, thousands of ghost tokens were enshrined.

Each token represents a ghost transformed by the Tiger Mountain God. Thousands of ghosts together are equivalent to thousands of soldiers and horses.

nowadays.

The ghost token is like being burned by fire, and the writing on it is blurred.

Zhang Heng knew it without thinking about it.

With the fall of the Hushan God, these ghosts who worked for the tiger also disappeared.

"receive!"

Zhang Heng stopped and walked.

Take away all the treasures in the treasury, lest someone come to beat the autumn wind
"what?"

"Tiger Mountain God is dead?"

"How did you die?"

"Without the Tiger Mountain God, is the Xiaoshan God still a Xiaoshan God?"

After half a column of incense.

Zhang Heng left and returned.

As a result, as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Second Brother Zhang standing in the yard, and said in surprise: "Will we not have pheasants and hares to eat in the future?"

Four eyes facing each other.

Zhang Heng glanced at his second brother and entered the room without saying a word.

Brother Zhang was stunned, and muttered: "Why, did I say something wrong?"

Snapped.
heard.

Zhang's mother, who was sitting by the side chopping wild vegetables, splashed a pot of chicken food on the second brother.

The second brother was splashed all over, and he was taken aback, he said aggrievedly: "I'm telling the truth, can't I tell the truth?"

Hear movement behind him.

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

He is a cheap second brother, lazy and selfish.

Now that the little tiger is dead with his father, he only thinks that there will be no pheasants to eat in the future.

Human ruthlessness.

Why this is the case.

"came back."

inside the room.

The little tiger was lying on the kang, and the third sister fanned her for fear that she would get hot.

the other side.

Father Zhang stood in the corner with a sad face.

"Although Hushan God has spoken about the situation, the Dali Dynasty is still there."

"Hushan God was ordered by Dali to go to the North Sea, and now he died before his ambition was fulfilled. There should be an explanation from the government."

Zhang Heng understood Father Zhang's sorrow: "If there are no accidents, there should be a reward in a few days. The position of Hushan God will probably fall on Mengmeng."

"is it possible?"

Father Zhang was a little uncertain.

After all, in his opinion, Humengmeng is just a child.

Who would canonize a child as a mountain god? Isn't this nonsense.

"pretty close."

"What Lihuang has to do is to create possibility out of the impossible."

"In my opinion, Mengmeng will not only become a mountain god, but her temple and her jurisdiction will be bigger than the Tiger Mountain God."

"This is not to fight for breath, but to let the whole world know that people's wishes can win against heaven."

Zhang Heng didn't understand Li Huang.

But he understands the heart of the strong, and also understands what Li Huang wants to do.

It's just that Zhang's father couldn't understand these things, and sighed with unmoved brows: "I thought life would be easier, so I married your third sister, and by the way, I can find a wife for your second brother. Now I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Zhang Heng didn't think so, and said with a pun: "Fortune, misfortune, how can I say it for sure."

Done.

Zhang Heng looked at the little tiger again, and thought to himself: "It's not that I'm cruel, but that some things are easier to handle now that your father is gone."

night.
"Zhang Junyi?"

It was just getting dark.

Accompanied by a series of footsteps, there was a knock on the door outside: "Are you at home, open the door quickly."

"Who is it?"

Hearing the shouts from outside, Father Zhang put on his clothes: "It's so late, can't we talk about something tomorrow?"

"tomorrow?"

"Who will wait for tomorrow with you."

People outside yelled: "I am the village head, open the door quickly."

"village head?"

As soon as the door opens.

into the eye.

There were five people standing outside the door.

The other fathers of Zhang didn't know each other, but the leader was no stranger. Who else could he be if he wasn't the head of Xiashan Village.

"Zhang Junyi, is Xiaoshan God at your house?"

The village chief was holding a lantern in his hand, and he was about to rush in as he spoke.

"Village Chief, this is you."

Father Zhang hurriedly stopped him.

It was already night, and the whole family was under the covers.

How do wives and children meet people.

"Zhang Junyi, you are so bold."

See Father Zhang stop him.

A man with a stick said: "The Xiaoshan God is missing, Miao Zhu is going crazy, you kidnap the Xiaoshan God to your home, what do you want to do?"

"Where are these words?"

Zhang's father said in succession: "The little mountain god came here by himself, there is no such thing as kidnapping."

The man refused to let go: "Admit it, hand over the little mountain god, or you will be beaten a few times. Look at your old arms and legs, don't blame me for killing you."

"What's the noise!"

Don't wait to start.

Zhang Heng came out with the little tiger in his arms.

"Small God!"

Seeing Mengmeng Hu in Zhang Heng's arms, the man's eyes lit up and he was about to step forward.

"slow."

Zhang Heng yelled softly: "The Xiaoshan God fell asleep. Before going to sleep, he said that Wang Miaozhu might come to look for her at night. Where is Wang Miaozhu?"

"This"

The four men looked at each other.

Wang Miaozhu went to the county seat to find out what happened to the Hushan God, but he is not here right now.

"Wang Miaozhu didn't come, did he?"

Zhang Heng glanced at him: "Go back if you haven't come. Xiaoshan God is in a bad mood today, and it took her a long time to put her to sleep. If I leave it to you, Xiaoshan God woke up halfway and didn't see Wang Miaozhu. She Once you get angry, how many lives of you are enough for her to eat."

"This"

Think of the legend of the tiger cannibalism.

The four immediately dared not move forward.

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

No matter how small the little tiger is, he is still a monster. Who dares to mess around with this matter.

"Ow."

Perhaps Zhang Heng was uncomfortable in the hug.

Hu Mengmeng twisted her body and rested her chin on Zhang Heng's shoulder.

"See it."

Zhang Heng stroked the fur on the little tiger's back: "The little mountain god said that when he woke up, he would see Wang Miaozhu, but if he couldn't see anyone, it would be a hard time for you guys."

"This"

You look at me, I look at you.

The four of them murmured in their hearts, and no one dared to take the little tiger back like this: "Wang Miaozhu should be back at dawn, or, wait for Wang Miaozhu to come back?"

"I can see it."

As soon as someone suggested it, the others immediately agreed: "Wang Miaozhu asked us to find the Xiaoshan God, but he didn't say that we must take it back. Now that the Xiaoshan God has been found, we can go back to meet the business."

Your words, my words.

Looking at Humengmeng who was sleeping soundly.

The four held short sticks, none of them dared to mention taking her away, and they slipped away in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the master is gone.

The village head glanced at the little white tiger, and hurriedly said polite words: "It is said that eight years old is old, Junyi, and your fourth child will be promising at first glance. If you want to be rich in the future, don't forget the village."

"sure."

Zhang's father accompanied him with a smile: "A village cannot speak the language of two families."

"Go back to sleep."

"It's late at night, it's to blame for tossing people."

The village head left with a kind face.

Before that, he also heard that Zhang Heng got the eye of the small mountain god and brought hares home from the Tiger God Mountain.

I didn't care too much in my heart, and I wanted to wait for Lord Tiger to come back to see how Lao Zhang's family ended.

Check it out today.

I am afraid that Lord Tiger will not succeed.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, and a mountain cannot be without a god for a day.

From now on, if Xiaoshan God is in charge
The village chief looked back three times at a step: "You may not know, the old Zhang's family will continue to rise in the market."

(End of this chapter)