Chapter 19 Zhang Family's Whistle
He had originally followed the tribesman's trail to the vicinity, but before he could find any further clues, he noticed that a warning talisman had been triggered "not far" from him.
That warning talisman was specially made by him. When the talisman paper was touched, Zhang Moyu realized that this was the one he had once given to an unlucky child.
Relying on his many years of experience in raising children in the family, Zhang Moyu knew from the first moment he saw the unfortunate child that he would most likely cause trouble. The fact that the talisman was triggered two years later was beyond his expectation.
After taking a look at the surrounding environment, Zhang Moyu did not see the ferryman, so he decided to find a way to cross by himself.
When he came here earlier, he found a bamboo forest on the nearby hillside. The bamboos in it were tall and lush, and could be used as a good tool to cross the river.
He returned to the bamboo forest, selected two tall and strong straight bamboos, cut them down, removed the branches and leaves, and took them back to the river.
He held the shorter one in his hand and threw the longer one horizontally. Then he stepped on the shore and instantly jumped up lightly like a wild goose and landed on the bamboo that cut through the water.
After people stood on it, the growth of the long bamboo gradually slowed down. Zhang Moyu controlled the angle of standing on the bamboo, half relying on the water flow and slowly moving towards the water cave hidden in the mountains.
After entering the water cave, Zhang Moyu smelled a bloody odor that was significantly stronger than the one outside. There was the scent of Qilin blood, as well as the scent of ordinary human blood.
The bamboo pole in my hand hits the cave wall from time to time, using it to support and control the direction of advance, and at the same time use the force to slide forward faster.
Zhang Moyu soon arrived at the pile of corpses, but he ignored the big and small corpse turtles that were hovering and cowering among the corpses.
Although there are more of these little bugs, some of them are gifted and have grown a little bigger, breaking through the restrictions of their race.
But at most they would only cause some minor troubles, and even ordinary people could easily kill them, so he didn't need to spend a lot of effort to get rid of them.
Afterwards, Zhang Moyu saw the six open crystal coffins again.
There was a lingering evil aura surrounding it, and coupled with the surrounding layout, he realized that there must have been a ghost living here before, and judging by the age, the ghost should have reached the level of a white-clothed ghost.
Although the ghosts in white are not that powerful, they are fast and will instinctively avoid danger. Although it is not difficult to deal with them, it is very troublesome.
Zhang Moyu sighed softly, feeling a little anxious and eager to get out.
The Qilin blood here has the strongest flavor, and each person's Qilin blood has subtle differences. The blood here seems to be from the same person. Judging from the amount of blood, the child in that tribe must have lost a lot of blood. He needs to go and check it out quickly...
After leaving the water cave, Zhang Moyu followed the smell of blood and came to the sparsely populated village.
It is already past ten o'clock, and the villagers have gone to bed early. In the entire village, there are only a few lights hanging in front of the guesthouse.
Knowing that there were outsiders around the tribesman, Zhang Moyu did not plan to go forward directly, but planned to call him out, ask about the situation first, and then see if there was any way he could help.
In the quiet room, Zhang Qiling was sleeping with his eyes closed.
He has always had trouble sleeping. Even in Hei Xia Zi's quiet house, which has been vacant all year round and is so secluded that people suspect it is haunted, he couldn't sleep well. What's more, not only is there a loud chirping of insects outside, but there is also a living person lying next to him.
Zhang Qiling couldn't sleep, and in his spare time he recalled his past memories, with chaotic images flashing through his mind.
Suddenly, Zhang Qiling noticed something was wrong.
The chirping of insects in the distance outside had disappeared at some point, and there was dead silence outside the window.
There are many insects in the mountains, and the night is usually very noisy with all kinds of noises. But they are also very sensitive. In a quiet situation like this, there must be something around that can deter them.
After noticing something unusual, Zhang Qiling stood up calmly and put on his shoes silently.
Before he could take any further action, a sound like the chirping of insects and the singing of birds suddenly rang out in the jungle.
Although the sound came from a distance and was not loud enough to wake up a sleeping person, the high pitch, clear timbre, and high recognition gave Zhang Qiling a sense of familiarity that came from the soul.
Is this... the Zhang family's summons?
Zhang Qiling sat on the bed in a daze for two seconds. After a brief trance, he suddenly reacted, pursed his lips, and looked at the closed window with sharp eyes.
He remembered this voice!
Although his memory was lost, the Zhang family's warrants and sentry orders, as well as his knowledge, were all firmly engraved in his mind like instinct.
As long as he sees or hears it, it will instantly evoke his related memories...
Whether the Zhang family really was looking for him, or someone knew about his past and set a trap, he had to go and see.
He opened the window and turned over to go out. Before leaving, Zhang Qiling did not forget to close the window.
The wind in the mountains is strong at night, and Wuxie's body can't withstand the tossing and turning. If he catches a cold tomorrow because of the wind all night.
Zhang Qiling shuttled silently through the woods and quickly rushed towards the place where the sound came from.
After arriving nearby, Zhang Qiling was tense and his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.
While he was alert, he heard faint footsteps behind him that were inaudible to ordinary people. Zhang Qiling clenched the knife in his hand and chopped back with force without even looking.
Although he had anticipated his counterattack, Zhang Moyu did not expect that he would be more agile than the children he had trained when he was the clan leader.
His eyes flashed slightly, and he quickly reached out and took the initiative to hold Zhang Qiling's hand, pressing his two slender and powerful fingers against his tendons.
Zhang Qiling's hand trembled uncontrollably, and he loosened his grip on the ancient black gold sword. However, he reacted quickly, reaching out with his other hand, grabbing the sword before it hit the ground, and swinging it at the person in front of him again.
Zhang Moyu took a quick look and found that the child had no other external injuries except the wound on the palm of his hand. He felt a little relieved and wanted to test the child's skills first.
Zhang Moyu did not loosen the hand that was holding Zhang Qiling's wrist, but repeated the operation with his other hand, letting the knife slip out of his hand, and before landing, he made a diagonal knee strike, knocking the knife away, forcing Zhang Qiling to fight him barehanded.
After several rounds, Zhang Moyu's favorability towards Zhang Qiling continued to increase, but Zhang Qiling's brows became deeper and deeper.
As someone who has practiced martial arts for many years, he could of course see that the man in front of him was very strong.
He might not be able to win even when he was at his best, not to mention that his body was still in a weak stage and his strength was much weaker than usual. This man could have subdued him several times, but he didn't know why he didn't take action.
Zhang Moyu just wanted to see what Zhang Qiling's ability was. He didn't expect to control him so quickly, so he didn't win by force. He always maintained a strength similar to Zhang Qiling and tested his moves.
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