"I wonder how long this temple has been around?"

"Mandrills eat people?"

Although most of the group members were not interested in this seemingly unexciting story, Zhang Tong was moved.

Zhang Tong, who had no direction at all regarding Kung Fu, now had no choice but to try his luck.

The best places to try your luck are those places hidden in the wild mountains and related to gods and ghosts.

After all, those places that exist in people's field of vision are either official properties, or the Four Olds were destroyed by Taizu back then.

Under such circumstances, although the possibility of having a martial art in an ancient temple in a deserted mountain is very slim, it is still more reliable than other places.

"The most important thing is that a strange murder occurred there."

Zhang Tong regarded the mobile phone as a walnut and kept twirling it in his hand. There seemed to be some kind of light flashing in his eyes.

"It's best to have good luck. If not, it's natural."

"But if there really is a so-called mandrill, and I can get rid of that mandrill, does that mean I will have some kind of extraordinary material in my hand?"

"And extraordinary materials, even if I can't use them myself, can still be regarded as hard currency among extraordinary people, right?"

Thinking of Wang Xinyao's affirmation of the formula and materials, Zhang Tong realized that the value of the materials might not be small.

If nothing else, let’s just say apprenticeship.

Not everyone is so lucky that they happen to find extraordinary materials that they can use in the same place.

What should I do if I can’t find it?

We can only think of ways to buy it just like we buy Tai Sui meat ourselves.

"It's not even just that!"

"The apprentice formula and fighter formula in my hands should be more precious than the materials, because they are genuine extraordinary knowledge!"

After thinking about this clearly, Zhang Tong's eyes suddenly brightened.

He realized that he seemed to have entered a misunderstanding.

It is true that it is inconvenient for him to deal with the authorities, but it does not mean that Zhang Tong cannot conceal his identity and make deals with some extraordinary people!

"Of course, it's better not to expose the formula as much as possible."

"But the materials I can't use... can be treated as some kind of resources."

Zhang Tong rubbed his chin, picked up his cell phone at some point, opened the chat software, and directly chatted privately with the flying wolf.

The chatting process went smoothly, and it seemed that the flying wolf was very happy to have another like-minded person.

Also during the chat, Zhang Tong also got some information from the flying wolf.

Except for myself, everyone on this so-called expedition was students from the Normal College.

And my joining is not free, I have to share the cost of the expedition equally.

Fare, food, etc.

Having one more person to share the expenses is undoubtedly a good thing for students who are on a tight budget.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Tong finally confirmed that he would join their team and expressed his willingness to bear the corresponding expenses.

Then, the flying wolf sent himself an address, which was the address where they would gather tomorrow morning.

…

Having confirmed tomorrow's itinerary does not mean that Zhang Tong can sit back and relax and wait to gather and set off tomorrow.

The more you learn about this weird thing, the more you become awed.

"I don't want to capsize in the gutter."

"Even if you can't gain anything, at least you have to ensure your own safety."

Zhang Tong kicked the phone into his pocket, muttered, put on his backpack and went out.

In the Internet cafe, Zhang Tong was sitting in front of the computer screen, carefully studying the information about mandrills.

The so-called mandrill has always had a place in the legend of Gu Dongci. It is no wonder that villagers would think of weird things on the mandrill.

According to what is said on the Internet, this thing is a kind of monster in the mountains, with a long body, a black body, and infinite strength.

According to legend, it can run faster than a leopard and tear apart tigers and leopards with its bare hands. It is the king of the mountains and has a very long lifespan, so it is regarded as a monster by people.

Among the literary works that can be verified, Ge Hong's "Baopuzi", Pu Songlin's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", Ji Xiaolan's "Yuewei Caotang Biji", etc., all have descriptions about mandrills.

"It seems like this thing is very common in deep mountains and old forests?"

"It's hard to stop with human power, but it's afraid of fire and light."

Zhang Tong concentrated on absorbing the limited information on the Internet, and before he knew it, it was midnight.

During this period, his QQ also rang several times. Either the flying wolf sent him a message, or the tea girl saw that he was online and started to trick him.

Regarding the flying wolf, Zhang Tong naturally had questions and answers to ensure that the other party could accept him with confidence.

As for the tea girl? Zhang Tong was not so polite.

In the process of the tea girl tricking herself, Zhang Tong made it clear that she was a food delivery person.

The tea girl said that grandpa was getting old, so Zhang Tong took the opportunity to say that he should order something delicious for him.

The tea girl said that she was tired from working overtime, so Zhang Tong took the opportunity and said, "I'll give you a takeaway."

Although Zhang Tong didn't know what the expression of the tea girl opposite the computer would be, it was obviously a very happy thing to take advantage of the information advantage of the reborn person and counter the routine of a tea girl who was obviously in the exploratory stage.

The information that should be collected was almost collected. For the purpose of saving, Zhang Tong did not stay in the Internet cafe for too long, but quickly got off the computer in a controlled manner.

After a silent night, Zhang Tong applied some bruises before going to bed. When he got up the next day, he clearly felt that the pain and swelling had subsided a lot.

After a hurried breakfast, Zhang Tong carried his schoolbag and rode his electric bicycle for a stroll around Mingyang City.

Now that he knew that mandrills were afraid of fire and light, it was impossible for Zhang Tong not to make corresponding preparations.

Strong light is easy to solve. Just go to an outdoor store and buy an explosion-proof bright flashlight.

While visiting the outdoor goods store, Zhang Tong also bought many other things. It can be said that he has armed himself to the teeth.

After walking around this street, Zhang Tong's appearance has changed drastically.

He was wearing motorcycle rider armor, rubber tactical boots on his feet, tactical gloves on his hands, and a bladed saber inserted into the side of the boots.

In 2006, unlike more than ten years later, control was not so strict.

Especially in third-tier cities like Mingyang City, buying a saber is actually not a hassle.

As for the flames?

Zhang Tong had already learned how to make his own Molotov cocktail in advance when he was in the Internet cafe last night.

In addition to necessary daily necessities, his backpack was filled with flammable materials.

With the bright light, flames, and his own extraordinary strength, Zhang Tong thought that even if he was no match for the mandrill, he could escape unscathed.

All the required materials were purchased, but Zhang Tong did not forget his promise.
Chapter completed!