Dongdongdong...

afternoon.

Zhang Heng held the little tiger and followed the address given by Brother Zhang.

Zhang Jia, a grain merchant in Dachang Prefecture.

It is one of the best luxury merchants in the city.

But few people know about it.

The Zhang family, the rich merchant in everyone's eyes, was actually the secret son left by the Tiandao Sect when the Taoist Sect retreated overseas sixty years ago.

Now the dark man is starting.

Brother Zhang also transformed into the eldest son raised by the Zhang family outside, and Li Daitaozao was the most popular.

"Is Young Master Zhang here?"

Zhang Heng did not walk through the main entrance, but followed the back entrance.

"Who are you?"

The one who opened the door was an old man with missing teeth.

He held a cigarette pot in his hand and limped as he walked. He looked at Zhang Heng up and down for a while, and hesitated and asked, "It's Master Zhu of the Tiger God Temple."

Zhang Heng nodded: "It's me, your young master told you what I'm coming?"

"Sayed."

The old man hurriedly opened the door: "The young master also said, "When you come, let me lead you to the bamboo forest in the backyard."

"Lead the way."

An old guardian.

Zhang Heng had nothing to say to him.

But this old man is obviously not an ordinary servant.

While walking in front of me, I was still muttering in my mouth: "My Temple Master, don't look at me as old. In the early years, I was a messenger of the Taoist sect. At that time, the Taoist sect had just retreated overseas and had not completely cleaned up many things. As for me, I was responsible for sending letters to those immortal masters who went overseas and did not bring their family books. At that time, I was only eleven or twelve years old, but I was not afraid at all. At that time, the immortal master told me that when I grew up, I would accept me as a disciple. Unfortunately, I was stupid in qualifications and was sleepy in reading books, so I was delayed."

Zhang Heng didn't say anything.

He is not a Taoist sect in this world, and he is not interested in their great retreat.

As for the old man missing teeth.

He was not interested in how he secretly passed messages to Taoist sect when he was eleven or twelve years old.

Because I have been traveling around the country for so many years.

There are ones that count on one, but who has no stories on the streets?

"Miao Zhu..."

I didn't say anything when I saw Zhang Heng.

The old man who was leading the way turned around and knelt down to Zhang Heng: "My temple Zhu, please be kind. I am seventy-six years old this year. I was hungry and cold in the early years, and my body was not very neat. I am afraid I have not been alive for a few years, but I don't want to die. Please save me. You are the tiger god temple Zhu. Can't the tiger god turn into a ghost? Give me a chance. I am willing to be a ghost for the tiger god, and I don't want to die."

Zhang Heng still said nothing.

In the world, no one is afraid of death?

Today I promised the old man missing teeth to turn him into a ghost and to increase his life.

tomorrow.

If other people ask him, do you have to care?

Although.

A ghost is just a ghost slave, not immortality.

But after becoming a ghost, the master will not die, and the ghost slave will not die.

In the eyes of some people who have no hope of immortality.

Being able to live is more important than anything else, and becoming a ghost slave is also a way.

Zhang Heng won't make this hole.

This is his ruthlessness.

It is also his mercy.

"Uncle Huang, why are you kneeling here?"

The old man missing teeth was about to say something.

A crisp girlish voice came from not far away.

Zhang Heng looked up.

The person who came was a girl with fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a string of bells on her hands.

The girl is wearing a white dress.

The bells on his hand ring, and there is a hint of naughtiness under his beautiful appearance.

"Miss Lu."

See the girl.

The old man with missing teeth quickly stood up, his face full of embarrassment: "I am old and my legs are useless. As I walk, my legs are weak and I somehow I kneel down."

"Yeah?"

The girl tilted her head and thought about it, and said seriously: "Uncle Huang, why don't I go and talk to my father? You are so old and it's very hard to work as a servant in the mansion. Why not go to the village below to be a manager and enjoy your old age by the way."

Lao Huang was speechless for a moment and forced himself to say, "Thank you for your concern. I am okay. I can do it for many years. Don't bother the master because of this little thing."

"Okay."

The girl thought that Lao Huang had been in the mansion for a long time and was reluctant to leave. She didn't think much about it. She quickly turned her eyes on Zhang Heng: "Uncle Huang, who is this?"

"This is Mr. Zhu of the Tiger God Temple, and he is also a friend of the young master, who is here to visit the young master."

Old Huang said that he had a saying.

Zhang Heng looked at the girl with some surprise. It is not difficult to see from Lao Huang's words that the girl should be the eldest lady of the Zhang family, and it is obvious that she did not know the origin of the Zhang family and the Taoist sect.

"I'm looking for a brother."

I heard that I was looking for Zhang Buxiu.

The girl was a little surprised: "The eldest brother came back for a few months, and he didn't leave the door all day long, and he didn't step in the second door. He knew how to play with swords and swords. When did he have many friends?"

My doubts about her.

No one answered her.

Because the Zhang family obviously intended to hide it from her, even Lao Huang was unwilling to say anything, so he quickly took Zhang Heng inside.

"That's the eldest lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Lu."

Fallen and twitch.

After throwing Zhang Lu away, Lao Huang sighed and explained to Zhang Heng: "The child is a good child, but his fate is not good. If you are born in such a family, your destiny is not yours."

Zhang Heng nodded.

The Zhang family is the secret son of the Tiandao Sect, so naturally, it is impossible for the Zhang family's children to arrange their own destiny.

Zhang Lu looked a bit handsome.

According to the original script, after Brother Zhang joined the Shunwang camp, he could not say that he would offer this cheap sister to be granted as a gift for his promotion.

"The fourth brother is here."

Just thinking.

The bamboo forest has arrived.

Brother Zhang was naked, holding a double-edged sword in his hand, and seemed to be practicing martial arts.

"How is Zhu Laoer?"

Punch the double-edged knife in your hand to the ground.

Brother Zhang picked up the towel on the bamboo and wiped his sweat.

"You are a practitioner of Confucianism, martial arts, law and three meridians, and you are considered half a martial arts practitioner."

Zhang Heng did not say anything about Zhu Er Ge, but frowned and said, "As a martial arts practitioner, you can poke your weapons on the ground casually. If you don't care about weapons, how can you expect it to help you kill the enemy?"

"Why do you care about so much about such a small thing?"

Brother Zhang looked indifferent: "This knife is just the knife I usually train, not my sword, so I don't need to care so much."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "I advise you to stop your mind about practicing martial arts as soon as possible. You practice martial arts, not that you like martial arts, nor that you want to learn it. You just think that the warriors make a quick advance in the early stage and their combat power is improved. You have an indifferent attitude towards weapons. I guess you are the same with martial arts. With this mentality, if you can become a weapon, it would be unreasonable."

"You should just pull it down."
To be continued...