Chapter 60: Childhood Luck
Donghu Mountain was extremely dangerous. The cliff where Zhao Xing was standing was shrouded in clouds and mist, so the end could not be seen clearly, but it was at least four or five hundred meters high.

Falling straight down from such a high place?

Zhao Xing took a closer look and found that the man was a bloody mess, with some parts missing.

But he is not dead yet!
With sharp eyes, it was found that this person still had a glimmer of life left.

"What the hell? It scared me!" Zong Shichang jumped up from his chair.

"It's a person." Zhao Xing cast the spell of bright eyes.

"Dead or alive?"

"Not dead yet, but dying soon."

"Oh no! I know this guy!" Zong Shichang took a closer look and his face changed.

Then he ran over immediately.

Zhao Xing looked around, held up Xingyun, and then slowly walked over.

"Brother Wang, how did you fall from the mountain?" Zong Shichang ran over to the rubble pile and squatted down.

"Pig, pig..." The man surnamed Wang looked like a warrior. He was not dead yet with only half of his body left. He even had the strength to speak.

"Pig? Where is the pig?" Zong Shichang said. "Brother Wang, please explain clearly."

“Horse, horse…”

"Horse? What do you want to say?" Zong Shichang was confused. What did he want to say when talking about pig and horse?
"Brother Wang, if you have any last words, please speak them clearly. No, I won't remember them after I pass the Forget Worry Monument."

"You, um~" The man surnamed Wang opened his eyes wide, and he died with his eyes open. It was unknown whether it was because of Zong Shichang that he was angry.

"Don't worry. Although I don't know why, you died while working for my Zong family. I will take good care of your family after I get out." Zong Shichang reached out his hand sadly and closed the other person's eyes.

Oddly enough, after Zong Shichang said this, the man who died with his eyes open closed his eyes.

"Kakakaka~"

When the man was completely dead, a sudden gust of cold wind came out, and the pile of rubble began to sink downward, sucking the man's body into the ground.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Xing and Zong Shichang hurriedly bowed and paid homage to the ground.

This is the Yin spirit of Donghu Mountain, sending the official's body away.

After leaving the rubble pile, before Zhao Xing could ask, Zong Shichang took the initiative to say: "This man is called Wang Dong, a member of the Wusi of Mai County. One of the four people my family entrusted is him."

"He reached the eighth level of Ju Yuan at the age of 45, and he was still unable to be promoted. This year, he came to my house and my father promised to help him get a place as a guard. But he died here less than an hour after he went up the mountain."

"Brother Zhao, you said that he was a pig and a horse before he died. Is he blaming me for not taking my job?"

Zhao Xing shook his head and said, "If he blamed you, how could he let you take care of his family?"

Zong Shichang seemed to be relieved: "That's right, but what exactly does he want to tell me?"

Zhao Xing said nothing, seeming to be thinking about something.

After someone died, Zong Shichang no longer had the leisure to drink and enjoy the scenery. He just sat there frowning and thinking.

Unexpectedly, the silence did not last long when a miserable and rapid cry came from the depths of the dense forest, mixed with the roar of an unknown beast.

Fortunately, the roar gradually faded away.

After a while, Zong Shichang stood up, took out a box from the box and walked over: "Brother Zhao, I plan to climb the mountain, so I won't stay here with you."

"Why did you change your mind?" Zhao Xing asked. Zong Shichang sighed, "I originally planned to wait at the foot of the mountain. But now it seems that since we have entered the mountain, it is not safe either on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain."

"I plan to contact the other three. If we gather together, it will be safer with their protection."

"Here is a box of Ju Yuan Dan, you can take it and use it. We will say goodbye now."

Zhao Xing looked at the medicine box that Zong Shichang put down and said, "Wait a minute, Brother Zong."

Zong Shichang turned around with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhao Xing said slowly: "I don't want to say more, and I don't know whether it is good or bad for you to say it, but I saw that the brother surnamed Wang you invited was seriously injured before he fell off the cliff."

"His chest collapsed, probably because of a blunt impact. And according to his last words, it should be referring to the treasure of the Gong family, the one-horned bamboo horse."

Zong Shichang was stunned at first, then he suddenly realized.

Zhao Xing added: "Let me make a bolder guess. The transaction between your family and the Wang brothers may not be unknown."

"The Zong family has a large business in Nanyang County, so it is inevitable that people will be jealous. If someone wants to take advantage of this opportunity to attack you, then this time, I am afraid that he has prevented the disaster for you."

Zong Shichang's face changed and his eyes became filled with doubt.

Zhao Xing said calmly, "Donghu Mountain is supervised by Yin Shen. Although killing is prohibited, robbing and fighting are not prohibited. The boundary has always been vague, otherwise there would not be a monument to forget worries."

"Besides, you don't have to kill someone yourself. Suppose I compete with you for Lingxiu, and I use a spell to tie you up and leave you here. If a wild beast eats you afterwards, it doesn't count as a violation of the rules. It can only be considered bad luck for you."

"You don't lack this talent. I suggest you go down the mountain directly instead of taking this risk."

Zong Shichang frowned, as if thinking about what Zhao Xing said.

It can be seen that this rich boy has never been beaten. After all, he is surrounded by flatterers and admirers. Everyone gives his father some face, so why would he think so much?

Now being reminded by Zhao Xing, he seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed constantly, and he seemed to be in a dilemma.

Zhao Xing continued, "If you must go up, you should be more careful. If you see someone riding a bamboo horse, turn around and leave. Don't gamble your life that I am wrong."

Seeing Zong Shichang in deep thought, Zhao Xing said no more.

Besides, it would be taboo.

As he said just now, an accident happened in the mountains, it was just bad luck.

With bad luck, how can one become an official in a dynasty of fortune?
For the same promotion to the ninth rank, if the dynasty's fortune gives a promotion to someone whose fortune is inherently bad, then the price will be higher.

The fortune of a country has to take into account the balance of income and expenditure, so there is a rule that after the death of an official, the fortune of the dynasty will still be passed on.

There are also cases like Xue Wenzhong who has not been promoted for decades. The reason is that the old minister of agriculture's innate luck is too low, and he can only be a ninth-rank official unless he can make great contributions. But as a minister of agriculture in the rear, it is difficult to have any chance to make great contributions.

Cai Lingxiu not only screens out those with bad luck, but also gives people a chance to make up for their bad luck.

Of course, there are more methods than these, but he doesn't intend to go into details about the tricks involved.

His reminder of these things was considered to be worthy of the information Zong Shichang had previously provided.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Brother Zhao." Zong Shichang bowed.

Zhao Xing nodded and watched him leave.

As for whether Zong Shichang believed it or not, what grudges did he have against anyone, and whether he would continue to go up the mountain? He had no interest in knowing, nor did he intend to pay attention.

His golden bamboo and green vine are about to ripen.

(End of this chapter)