Night in Dagou Town.

Quietly.

The night wind gently shook the willow trees.

It was late at night and everyone had gone to bed.

Zhang Heng is no exception. After a busy day, of course he needs to go to bed early to replenish his energy.

Crunch, crunch...

I was sleeping when I suddenly heard a strange noise in my ears.

Zhang Heng suddenly opened his eyes and looked intently at the location where the strange sound came from.

When I caught my eye, the Taiping Sword hanging on the wall was shaking gently.

The sword automatically comes out of the scabbard and returns to the scabbard, repeatedly, making a constant "crunch, crunch" sound.

"Sword warning?"

Zhang Heng's expression changed, he put his clothes on his body, and took off the sword on the wall with a leap.

Buzz buzz...

The sword in his arms kept buzzing.

Zhang Heng stroked the blade of the sword, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Someone is coming!"

A low drink.

"Clan leader."

Immediately, there was a response from the roof, the corridor at the door, and the alley in the backyard.

Zhang Heng went out with his clothes on and his sword in hand.

As soon as I saw it, there were more than a dozen soldiers standing outside the door, each with a long gun on his back, a short gun on his waist, and grenades inserted in his armed belt.

"Did you find anything?"

"Like suspicious people, suspicious things, strange movements and sounds?"

Zhang Heng asked everyone.

"Report to the clan leader, the four of us were guarding your door and found nothing."

"Report to the clan leader, the four of us were guarding the roof, and we didn't find anything."

"Report to the patriarch, the four of us were guarding the backyard and found nothing."

"Report to the clan leader, the four of us were guarding the wall, but we didn't find anything."

The four groups of guards spoke one after another.

"Master, what happened?"

The old housekeeper held up a door stick and looked around with eager eyes.

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around but saw no danger.

But he did not let everyone go back. Instead, he told the old housekeeper: "Go to the Taoist temple and call my master immediately."

Then he ordered: "Everyone, please load your weapons and be on first level alert."

"Yes, patriarch."

Power has its benefits. When Zhang Heng gave an order, everyone would do it without asking.

Soon, the soldiers surrounded the house, and Ziyuan also loaded his guns.

A little.

Xu Zhenren came with Zhang DaDa, Jia Le and Qing Qing.

Seeing Zhang Heng's posture, Master Xu rushed forward with a few small steps: "Ah Heng, what happened?"

"Master, look."

Zhang Heng asked Master Xu to take a look at the sword.

Although the Taiping Sword has not left the body at this time, it is still buzzing continuously.

"Senior brother, why does your sword ring?"

Zhang DaDa looked curious.

"It wants to protect me."

Zhang Heng lowered his head and glanced at Taipingjian: "It sensed danger and is worried about me again."

"I heard someone say before that the divine soldiers will automatically protect the Lord, but I didn't expect this to be true."

Xu Zhenren glanced at the Taiping Sword, and then asked Zhang Heng: "The magic weapon won't move lightly. Something must have disturbed it. Think about it and see if you have any clues."

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a moment, he shook his head and said nothing.

"There's none?"

Xu Zhenren hesitated slightly.

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said: "Master, I am a little uneasy and want to go and offer incense to my ancestor."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhenren readily agreed: "It's okay to go and burn incense, the Patriarch will protect you."

Tap tap tap...

Zhang Heng, Xu Zhenren, Zhang Dadan, Jiale, and Qingqing walked in front, followed by two foreign gun teams.

After arriving at the Taoist temple, Zhang Heng directly ordered: "Build a watchtower with the Taoist temple as the center, set up checkpoints, and surround the entire Taoist temple. If there is any trouble, shoot and kill."

"Yes, patriarch."

The soldiers stood at attention and saluted.

"Ah Heng, come to pay your respects to the Patriarch and the Patriarchs of all generations."

After entering the Taoist temple, Master Xu took three sticks of incense.

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Heng stepped forward to offer incense and muttered: "I would like to pay my respects to the ancestors of Maoshan."

After reciting, the incense was placed in the incense burner, and Zhang Heng unplugged the oil lamp again: "The incense in Maoshan is at its peak."

After doing all this, he turned to look at Zhang DaDa and his friends: "Thank you for your hard work. If you feel sleepy, go to sleep."

"Senior brother, let me chat with you for a while."

Zhang boldly rubbed his eyes and said.

"Yes, senior brother, it's already past three o'clock now, and it will be dawn soon."

Jia Le was also muttering aside.

"Senior brother, I'm not leaving either."

Seeing that Zhang DaDa and Jia Le were about to stay, Qingqing also hurriedly raised her hand.

Seeing everyone speaking in unison, Zhang Heng couldn't help but laugh and said: "My Maoshan heritage has been passed down for thousands of years, and it relies on two words, unity."

Everyone nodded.

After a while, perhaps feeling a little bored, Qingqing said: "Senior brother, your sword looks so beautiful, can you let me touch it?"

Zhang Heng glanced at Qingqing quietly.

Just when everyone thought Zhang Heng would refuse, he showed a smile on his face: "Okay."

Zhang Heng took the sword blade and handed it to Qing Qing.

Just as Qingqing stretched out her hand, the sword suddenly came out of its sheath and slashed towards her neck.

The speed of this move was astonishing, but Qingqing's reaction was actually faster than a sword, and she managed to avoid the attack by a hair's breadth.

"Brother!"

Qingqing took two steps back and looked at him in surprise.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Jia Le was also frightened.

"Yue Qiluo, there's no need to pretend anymore."

Zhang Heng flipped his wrist and the sword fell directly into his hand. The tip of the sword pointed at Qingqing: "Yesterday I was offering incense in the Taoist temple. Suddenly, I felt a sense of crisis in my heart. I turned around and pointed a finger at Jia Le. At that time, I felt something was wrong.

With Jia Le's strength, I shouldn't have felt the danger. The one who made me feel the crisis was you. You were behind Jia Le at that time, right?"

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? Who is Yue Qiluo?"
To be continued...