Dong dong dong...

afternoon.

Zhang Heng held the little tiger in his arms and followed the address given by Brother Zhang to find it.

Zhang family, a grain merchant in Dachang Prefecture.

He is one of the richest businessmen in the city.

But few people know.

The Zhang family, a wealthy businessman in the eyes of everyone, is actually the secret left behind by the Tiandao Sect when the Taoist sect retreated overseas sixty years ago.

Now the dark child is activated.

Brother Zhang also transformed into the eldest son of the Zhang family who was raised outside. Li Daitao was the most awkward.

"Is Master Zhang here?"

Zhang Heng did not go through the front door, but came along the back door.

"you are?"

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

He was carrying a pipe pot in his hand and walked with a limp. He looked Zhang Heng up and down for a while and asked hesitantly: "Is he the temple blessing master of the Tiger Temple?"

Zhang Heng nodded: "It's me. Your young master told you about my coming, right?"

"I told you."

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

"Lead the way."

An old janitor.

Zhang Heng had nothing to say to him.

But this old man is obviously no ordinary servant.

While walking in front to lead the way, he was still muttering: "Master Miao Zhu, don't look at me. In the early years, I was a messenger of the Taoist sect. At that time, the Taoist sect had just retreated overseas, and many things had not been settled. As for me,

I was responsible for delivering letters to those immortal masters who had gone overseas and had no family members. I was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, but I was not afraid at all. At that time, some immortal masters told me that they would take me in when I grew up.

I want to be a disciple, but unfortunately my qualifications are dull and I feel sleepy while reading, so I was delayed."

Zhang Heng said nothing.

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

As for the old man with missing teeth.

He is not interested in how he secretly delivered news to Daomen when he was eleven or twelve years old.

Because I traveled all over the country for so many years.

If there is one person on the street, who doesn’t have a story?

"Temple Blessing Master..."

Zhang Heng said nothing.

The old man with missing teeth who led the way turned around and knelt down in front of Zhang Heng: "Miao Zhu, please have mercy on me. I am seventy-six years old this year. I suffered from hunger and cold in the early years, and my body and bones are not very strong. I am afraid that I don't have a few more years to live."

, but I don’t want to die, please save me. You are the Tiger God. Can’t the Tiger God turn into a ghost? Give me a chance. I am willing to be a ghost for the Tiger God. I don’t want to die.

"

Zhang Heng remained silent.

No one in the world is afraid of death.

Today I promised the toothless old man to turn him into a ghost and extend his life in a different way.

tomorrow.

Do you have to take care of other people when they beg him?

even though.

Ghosts are just ghost slaves, not immortals.

But after becoming a ghost, the ghost slave will not die even if the master does not die.

In the eyes of some people who have no hope of everlasting life.

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

Zhang Heng would not make such an opening.

This is his ruthlessness.

It is also His mercy.

"Uncle Huang, why are you kneeling here?"

The old man with missing teeth was about to say something.

A crisp girl's voice came from not far away.

Zhang Heng looked up.

What came was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a string of bells on her hands.

The girl is wearing a white dress.

The bells on her hands were ringing, and there was a hint of naughtiness beneath her beautiful appearance.

"Miss Lu."

Saw the girl.

The toothless old man stood up quickly, with embarrassment written all over his face: "As people get older, their legs and feet become useless. When walking, my legs become weak and I kneel down for some reason."

"Yeah?"

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Uncle Huang, how about I go and talk to my father? You are already so old, and it is very hard to work in the house. Why don't you go to Zhuangzi below?"

I am a steward, and I can also take care of myself during my old age."

Lao Huang was at a loss for words for a moment, so he forced himself to say: "Thank you for your concern, Miss. I'm doing fine, and I can still work for many more years. Don't bother me with such a trivial matter."

"Fine."

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

"This is the temple blessing master of the Tiger Temple, who is also the young master's friend. He is here to visit the young master."

Lao Huang was vague.

Zhang Heng looked at the girl with some surprise. From Huang's words, it was not difficult to tell that the girl should be the eldest lady of the Zhang family, and it was obvious that she did not know the origin of the Zhang family and the involvement of the Taoist sect.

"I'm looking for my eldest brother."

I heard they were here to see Zhang Buxiu.

The girl was a little strange: "My eldest brother has been back for a few months, and he has never left the door all day long. He only knows how to dance with swords and swords. How can he have many friends?"

about her doubts.

No one answered for her.

Because everyone in the Zhang family obviously wanted to hide it from her, even Lao Huang was unwilling to say anything more and hurriedly led Zhang Heng inside.

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

Seven crutches and eight crutches.

After throwing Zhang Lu away, Lao Huang sighed and explained to Zhang Heng: "The child is a good child, but his life is not good. If he is born into such a family, his destiny is not his own."

Zhang Heng nodded.

The Zhang family is the hidden son of the Tiandao Sect, so naturally, the children of the Zhang family cannot decide their own destiny.

Zhang Lu looked quite pretty.

According to the original script, after Brother Zhang joined the Shunwang camp, he had to offer this cheap sister as a way to advance to the throne.

"The fourth child is here."

Just thinking about it.

The bamboo forest has arrived.

Brother Zhang was shirtless, holding a double-edged sword in his hand, and looked like he was practicing martial arts.

"How's it going over there, Mr. Zhu?"

Stab the double-edged knife in his hand on the ground.

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

"If you practice Confucianism, Martial Arts, and Dharma at the same time, you can be considered a half martial artist."
To be continued...