Chapter 527: With the Strength to Pull up Mountains and the Courage to Overpower the World, He Forcefully Killed the Ghost General.

With the blessing of the divine armored horse, Zhang Zhiwei led a group of women and children down Dawang Mountain overnight.

Perhaps with the longing for a better new life, this group of women and children did not complain about being tired, and moved very fast. Before dawn, the provincial capital was already in sight.

"The provincial capital is ahead. Let's take a rest. We have already contacted people to come and meet them. After they arrive, those who are willing to go to the Magic City can follow their arrangements. Those who are not willing to go can also go to the city together and do it again. bid farewell."

Lu Jin said to the women with a gentle expression.

The person in charge was arranged by Wang Ai. The reason why Lu Jin was asked to speak was because he had a nice face.

In fact, Lu Ci was not bad in terms of appearance, but he was not as approachable as Lu Jin, and he was more ferocious than the bandits. Whenever he spoke, the people below him would tremble with fear.

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The women sat on the ground, panting heavily. Although the Shenxing Jiama could speed up the speed, it also consumed physical strength. They were very tired from Dawang Mountain to here.

While everyone was resting, Zhang Zhiwei took out a piece of gold-coated paper and began to write a letter. Unlike Wang Ai, Lu Ci and others, he did not sneak down the mountain this time. He still had to report what he did.

Although he communicated a lot of private information through the Wang family's yin-yang paper, since he was reporting the situation to the master, he naturally had to use the master's exclusive method of passing messages via flying crane.

This method of communication is quite convenient in this era, but in a few years it will probably be replaced by the telephone.

After writing the letter, Zhang Zhiwei made a seal in his hand and was about to cast a spell to make it take off. Lu Jin ran over and said that his master was discussing Taoism with the Celestial Master at Longhu Mountain and he also wanted to report it.

"Write it yourself!" Zhang Zhiwei handed him the gold-coated paper and pen.

Lu Jin frowned immediately when he took it. Zhang Zhiwei's cursive writing was too cursive. The only thing he could understand at a glance was the red square seal on the signature.

The four characters "龙虎正一" were written on the square seal. He was a little confused in other places, but the Lu family's children were proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Thanks to his high attainments in calligraphy, he read for a long time. Finally, I barely understood the meaning.

What is roughly written is that Master Qi, after receiving a tip from Yuan Jingui, after the apprentice came down from the mountain, together with several disciples from the four families, they rushed to Dawang Mountain that night. On Dawang Mountain, they killed Quanxing Yaren Yuan Jingui, leaving Quanxing Yaren and various other disciples. Hundreds of bandits were killed together.

They also rescued a large number of innocent women who were kidnapped in the mountains and have now been properly placed. They finally have some explanation for the death of Mrs. Wang. However, Wu Man, a full-blooded monster, is hiding deeply and has not yet received any information, so he cannot kill him for the time being...

Lu Jin stretched his neck when he saw it: "Senior Brother Zhang, Yuan Jingui's family is dead, can you just take care of it with such a light word?"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him: "You want to write a short composition?"

Although he could indeed talk about the matter of Yuan Jingui and his family, he didn't care much about it, wasn't interested in it, had little relationship with him, and it wasn't the Tianshi Mansion's turn to take care of it, so naturally he wouldn't write about it.

Of course, Lu Jin is the person involved, and the four families are very close, so it is his business to write about it.

Lu Jin thought for a while and started to write. Since it was for Master, it was natural to write about his achievements. Although most of the bandits were killed by Senior Brother Zhang, and Yuan Jingui was killed by Wang Ai and Lu Ci, After all, he also participated in rescuing people, so it's not a wasted trip.

Of course, he also had to mention his own progress, such as defeating Lu Ci, but he did not mention the torture and murder of Yuan Jingui's family. After all, this was written to the master, and the master's Trinity Sect had no control over the affairs of the four families. Ah, if it was written to his father, he would have written it.

After writing, Lu Jin handed the yellow paper to Zhang Zhiwei. Zhang Zhiwei made a secret. The yellow paper glowed with golden light and automatically folded into the shape of a crane. He flapped his wings in his palm, soared into the sky and flew into the distance.

Not long after the paper crane flew away, the person responsible for the reception arrived. There were seven or eight people, headed by a girl wearing a cheongsam. She came with a charming step and three steps.

"Fat man, where did you find it?" Lu Jin frowned and asked.

Lu Ci also poked Wang Ai with his elbow and whispered: "Isn't it sent to the textile factory? Why does this man look like an old bustard? Don't secretly do skin and flesh business over there, right?"

Wang Ai quickly covered Lu Ci's open mouth and whispered:

"Go, go, talk nonsense. This is the shopkeeper of Fengminglou's branch here. We escaped secretly. It was too inconvenient to use the power of the family, so I contacted the eldest sister and asked her for help. She There is a way to send people there directly, and you can also secure your identity.”

Lu Jin felt relieved when he heard that it was someone from Fengming Tower. The eldest sister was reassuring in her work.

But when Lu Ren heard the words Fengminglou, he became interested and asked, "Xiao Ai, do you still have contact with the eldest sister of Fengminglou?"

"Of course there is a connection," Wang Ai let go of Lu Ci's mouth and explained: "Before the Master's accident, I had been developing Tiantong Church in Magic City. Although I have the support of my family, it is difficult for a strong dragon to defeat a local snake. There are many things that can be done. It’s still very troublesome to get up.”

"Things on the underworld are easy to talk about. With the help of Huo Yun Xie Shen, who has become the new three tycoons of the Demon City, things can be settled quickly, but things on the white side are very troublesome. No matter whether they are big or small, they all want to break up. A cup of soup.”

"I'm a fucking church developer and philanthropist, how can I give money to these guys? In the end, it was the eldest sister who found out about it, and for the sake of Senior Brother Zhang, she stepped in to solve the problem."

After listening to what Wang Ai said, Lu Ren sighed: "I see, then I must thank him very much!"

"That's inevitable!" Wang Ai said.

At this time, the cheongsam woman came closer, nodded to Wang Ai, exchanged a few words, and after confirming her identity, she came to Zhang Zhiwei, cupped her hands and said:

"Fengming Tower looks like the moon, pay homage to the Little Heavenly Master."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't even ask her if she had a sister named Ruhua. He handed over his hand and replied, "You're welcome, these women all depend on Miss Siyue to take care of them!"

"It's the right thing to do, it's the right thing to do, it's nothing to worry about. Little Heavenly Master, please just be at ease. I've already prepared the boat and will take care of them and bring them safely to the Demon City!" Siyue said quickly.

"That's good!" After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he turned to look at the women he rescued and said, "Take care of it now!"

A group of women saluted Zhang Zhiwei and the others: "I dare not say that my kindness to you today will be repaid in the future. I will build a shrine for you at home and pray for peace..."

"This is not bad. It's good to live in the temple. It's good to live in the temple. I'll teach you then!" Wang Ai suddenly said. He felt that these women were quite good. Before he even mentioned it, the other party brought it up. This way The power of faith gained will be very pure.

Although they were a little confused as to why Wang Ai did what he did, the women agreed to his proposal, and then they left with Xiyue from Fengming Tower. They would rest in the provincial capital for half a day, and then go to the port in the afternoon. Take a boat to the Magic City, but Zhang Zhiwei and his party will not take care of this.

"After Yuan Jingui has been dealt with, the next person to be eliminated is Wu Man. However, this guy is hiding very deep, and there is no trace of him for a while. Fatty, do you, the Wang family, have any news about him?"

Zhang Zhiwei asked that the direction of Longhushan and Wang Lu's investigation was focused. Wu Man was very powerful and investigating him was very risky, so Uncle Yi Qian's order was mainly to investigate the whereabouts of Yuan Jingui, but Wang The elders of the second Lu family died directly at the hands of Wu Man, so they had to kill him even if there was a risk, so they focused more on looking for Wu Man.

"Senior Brother Zhang, please don't do this. Being able to kill Yuan Jingui is already very good. As for Wu Man, my father and the others are looking for him. As for whether there is any news, they are hiding it from me. I don't know, but I already have it." Here’s a countermeasure!” Wang Ai said.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Wang Ai lifted a spherical package on his back: "This is Yuan Jingui's head. Tomorrow is the day when my grandfather will be buried. I plan to bring Yuan Jingui's head as a sacrifice, and by the way, I can also show my father my determination and ability." , let him stop hiding the news from me!"

"Yes, with Yuan Jingui's head here, I believe that Uncle Wang and my father will not stop us from participating in this matter!" Lu Ci also said.

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, are you going to my grandfather's funeral?" Wang Ai asked.

"Go on your own!" Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

"It's still quite a long distance from my home. Without further ado, let's set off now!" Wang Ai said.

The Wang family of the Danqing line is the descendant of Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy. Wang Xizhi's ancestral home was Langya, Shandong, and later moved to Shaoxing, Zhejiang. He resigned due to dissatisfaction with the dim government, and went to Jinting, Shengzhou to live in seclusion. His descendants also live there.

From Dawang Mountain to Zhejiang Jinting, even with their foot strength, it would take some time. After all, they did not have the fire escape method of Huode Sect and could travel between Shaoxing and Qinling in one breath.

Getting ready to set off, Lu Jin remembered the crane he was riding on when he got up, and looked at Zhang Zhiwei eagerly: "Brother Zhang, how should we go?"

"If you don't worry about the shortage but the inequality, the crane won't be able to sit on it!" Zhang Zhiwei took out a talisman from his pocket and handed it to Lu Jin: "You sit on this!"

Lu Jin took the Fu Ma: "What about you, Senior Brother Zhang?"

"I can do whatever I want!"

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, and the palm-sized crane talisman rose in the wind and turned into a huge crane, soaring in the sky.

"..." Lu Jin was speechless, and was about to complain. Suddenly, a strong wind roared, causing the crane to stagger in the air, and golden light shone all over his body.

Zhang Zhiwei was about to take it back when he saw the golden light around the crane suddenly dimmed, as if it had lost its power, and it shrank suddenly. Just as it was about to be swept away by the strong wind, a big golden hand came up from the bottom, grabbed it, and took it back.

Zhang Zhiwei took the crane talisman in his hand and looked it over. No matter how magical this technique was, it was essentially a talisman and a consumable. It was just that the talisman paper he used was stolen from the master's desk. The material was relatively good, plus After each use, it will be warmed and cured, so it can be used continuously.

But even so, every time it was used, the material of the talisman paper would be damaged. He originally estimated that it could be used two or three times, but he never thought that it would be damaged by a gust of wind without noticing.

Zhang Zhiwei looked over with an unkind look and saw a thick black mist being blown quickly by the strong wind.

Although the black mist was carried by the strong wind, it was not blown away at all. Instead, it was as thick as cast iron, with countless shadows moving inside, and the sound of hoofbeats like a shower of rain.

"What's going on?" Lu Jin frowned.

Zhang Zhiwei put away the broken talisman and grinned, "We just destroyed Dawang Mountain and encountered a situation. Quanxing came to find trouble!"

After saying that, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and stirred up the strong wind, blowing away the thick black fog and revealing the scene inside.

I saw a large number of ghost knights wearing armor and black robes swarming towards them. It was roughly estimated that there were no less than a hundred ghost knights. They stopped about fifty meters away from Zhang Zhiwei and his party.

The leading ghost rider is a man wearing gold armor, a black and red cloak, holding a soul flag, and a solemn expression. He is the former ghost general.

And behind the ghost general, there was a dense crowd of figures standing.

Some of these people's faces were quite familiar to Zhang Zhiwei. They were bandits he had just killed, but some of them he had no memory of at all. He guessed that they might have died from unknown AOE.

However, at this moment, their bodies were covered in blood, their eyes had evil spirits, some of their limbs were missing, and some of them were bleeding from their orifices. They were all hideous and terrifying, and they did not look like living people.

He understood instantly: "Is it similar to the method of the corpse exorcists in western Hunan?"

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous of a ghost general who was controlled by a woman in a red dress and had no sanity.

A group of living zombies with deep grievances and no nonsense to talk about.

As soon as they met, they rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei and his group like howling ghosts and wolves.

Those living corpses had been killed by Zhang Zhiwei once before. When they faced Zhang Zhiwei again, although they were full of resentment, they did not dare to face him directly. When they came to kill them, they all attacked Lu Ci, Lu Jin and other soft persimmons.

On the other hand, the ghost general, who was controlled by the woman in the red dress, showed no fear at all and shouted, "The bull nose of Tianshi Mansion will die!"

He struck out with a palm, and black light spread from his palm, spitting out an iron rope covered with barbs.

The iron rope made a circle in the air and tied to Zhang Zhiwei's neck.

This is his magical weapon, the soul-seducing rope, which can hurt people's bodies and also attract people's souls. It is the foundation for his livelihood.

Facing the oncoming iron rope, Zhang Zhiwei remained motionless. Only when it was approaching, did he reach out and grab it. He was protected by golden light and had a strong life. This magical weapon that could hurt the human body and the soul of the bad guy could also do harm to him. Not the slightest influence.

Zhang Zhiwei snorted coldly and exerted force so hard that veins popped out on his arms. His strength seemed to be inexhaustible, and he actually pulled the ghost general from behind the military formation, both man and horse.

The ghost general was unwilling to be captured, and chains flew out from his body. Some of them were stuck into the ground for support, and some were tied to other ghost riders to increase their weight.

But it was all in vain. Zhang Zhiwei exhaled loudly and with overwhelming strength, he grabbed the iron rope with both hands and pulled hard. He actually lifted up the ground and pulled all the densely packed ghost knights over.

When pulling, the ghost riders collided with each other, and when they got closer, they had formed a huge sphere.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't care about this. He grabbed the ghost general from the sphere, knocked him to the ground, stepped on his back, grabbed the iron rope, treated him like a human, and tied up the ghost. The general's neck was jerked back.

"You, ho ho..."

The ghost general was frightened and angry, with a look of fear on his face. He grasped the iron rope with both hands, trying to pull it away, but in vain.

"Kakaka..."

Zhang Zhiwei pulled the iron rope, and the barbs on the iron rope penetrated the flesh and penetrated the ghost general's neck. The sound of bones gradually breaking made people shudder.