Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 535: The Wang Family mobilizes, Bihe Mountain appears for the first time, and the Tang Clan is invited to come out

In Wangjia Village, Jinting Town, the funeral ceremony of Old Master Wang began.

The head of the Wang family was dressed in white, holding the spirit tablet and carrying a mourning stick, walking at the front of the team.

Behind him was Wang Ai holding the portrait and a group of Wang family men escorting the coffin. The women of the Wang family followed behind them, and finally the guests who came to the funeral.

Along the way, paper money was flying in the sky, but there was no crying. The road was echoed with the leisurely chanting of monks, as if thousands of Buddhist scriptures were flying in the long valley, rolling and undulating like sea waves.

The funeral procession reached the southwestern foot of Siming Mountain, where there was a stone archway with the six characters "Wang Youjun's Tomb Road" engraved on the plaque.

"Wang Youjun" is Wang Xizhi. Because he served as the Internal History of Kuaiji and was the "Right General", he was called "Wang Youjun".

Behind the place where Wang Xizhi was buried is the ancestral tomb of the Wang family, where all the Wang family members from generation to generation were buried.

The funeral procession passed through the stone archway, behind which was a cobblestone passage to the tomb.

Going north along the ancient tomb path, there are several houses on the left where the tomb keepers of the Wang family live. On the right is a mountain stream flowing down the slope, splashing white water day and night.

During the funeral, you can see the Longtan Waterfall on Waterfall Mountain.

The waterfall rumbles down from Longtan like a curtain and is a major scenic spot in Jinting.

In the funeral procession, there was a sorcerer who was good at Feng Shui. He said that this was a blessed land that would bring blessings to future generations.

So after Wang Xizhi traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Yuezhong, he chose this place as his own burial site.

Walking through the long tomb passage guarded by lush cypress trees, the long team continued forward, where there was a white stone bridge and a stone staircase leading directly to Wang Xizhi's tomb.

The cemetery is built in a circular shape with bluestone, and in front of the tomb is a square stone pavilion with a single eave and overhanging corners.

A green tombstone stands in the pavilion, with "Wang Youjun's Tomb" on the front, which records some of Wang Xizhi's life. History shows that he was an upright person with a desire to be useful to the world. His most outstanding achievement lies in his calligraphy. Later generations revered him as the "Saint of Calligraphy", and it was he who founded the Wang family lineage.

The funeral procession stopped briefly in front of Wang Xizhi's tomb to pay the customary tribute, and then continued on to a huge cemetery.

From the Eastern Jin Dynasty to the present, every head of the Wang family has been buried here. All the tombs are the same, the only difference is the name written in ink on the tombstone.

A group of people stopped here, paper money flew to the ground, and the head of the Wang family waved his brush, and the ground cracked.

The coffin was slowly buried, and the head of the Wang family waved his pen again, and a monument was erected in an instant, and the huge team of hundreds of people was silent.

After the burial, everyone started to return. The Wang family was eager to take revenge and did not try to keep them. The various sects comforted them and said goodbye one after another.

Soon, only people from the four families were left, and the sad scene suddenly turned solemn.

"Brother Wang, your son's killing of Yuan Jingui has caused quite a stir. Quan Xing is ready to take action. If they want to deal with Wu Man, they can't just sit there and do nothing. Do we really not need the Lu family to take action?"

Lu Xuan, the head of the Lu family, asked. Although he had some complaints about Lu Ci and Wang Ai's harm to Yuan Jingui's family, he was not a pedantic person. In the current situation, it was not appropriate to talk about this matter.

Old Master Lu accompanied Lu Xuan, gazing at the Wang family cemetery. His gaze lingered on the old master's tombstone for a long time. He sighed but said nothing in the end.

Patriarch Wang pursed his lips and said in a deep voice:
"I appreciate Brother Lu's kindness. The old man is already old, how can we trouble him to go out and fight again? You should all go back. Besides, we have the help of the little Taoist priest, so this time we can be sure of success."

Lu Xuan recalled the scene in which Zhang Zhiwei had displayed his might and defeated Nan at Mount Longhu. He nodded and said:

"With the little celestial master here, we are relieved. In that case, we will take our leave."

The head of the Wang family bowed and saw him off.

Before leaving, Lu Xuan looked at Lu Jin: "Jin'er, do you want to go back with me?"

"Father, it was Master who asked me to train with Senior Brother Zhang." Lu Jin quickly brought up Zuo Rutong.

Lu Xuan nodded: "Since it is what Chief Zuo wants, then you can stay."

He looked at Zhang Zhiwei, cupped his hands and said, "Little Heavenly Master, thank you for your care."

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Zhiwei bowed in return.

Afterwards, the Lu family left.

"Brother Wang, Brother Lu, I'll take my leave now." The Gao family member bowed.

"It's a long journey to the Northeast. Brother Gao Li, have a safe journey."

Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Lu bowed.

Gao Li nodded, then looked at Zhang Zhiwei and said with a folded hand: "Little Heavenly Master, I learned from the Ma family and worship Uncle Hu Tianbiao of the Hu family."

"Uncle Biao has been very close to the Immortal Kunsheng of the Liu family in recent times, and both sides have killed many Japanese pirates and aliens."

"I once asked Uncle Biao, and he said that the immortal Kunsheng is the immortal in the hall you established, and he is working for you. Is this true?"

"It's true!" Zhang Zhiwei nodded. Liu Kunsheng was indeed a spare chess piece he left in the Northeast. He didn't expect him to kill many Japanese pirates, but after hearing what Gao Li said, it seemed that he killed quite a few Japanese pirates.

Gao Li took a deep breath. Although he had known for a long time that the young Taoist priest had set up a temple and was the head of a group of immortals, he was still stunned when he heard it with his own ears.

The immortals are eccentric. It is impossible to convince them without sufficient means.

Especially Liu Kunsheng...

Gao Li once saw Liu Kunsheng performing rituals and possessing his disciples. He would open his mouth and call them "I'm the boss" and close his mouth and call them "you little bastard". He was very aggressive and would fight with everyone he saw, regardless of age. He would even slap even the dogs on the roadside.

But this kind of eccentric and unruly immortal actually worshipped in the hall of the little heavenly master and allowed him to send him around...

Gao Li couldn't imagine how Zhang Zhiwei did it. No matter what, this little Taoist priest was probably even more powerful than the rumors said.

Thinking of this, even though Gao Li was much older than Zhang Zhiwei, he kept a very humble attitude.

"Little Heavenly Master, according to the report from my Gao family's spies, recently, many Japanese aliens with methods similar to the Tang Sect assassins have appeared in the northeast. They are called the Biheshan Ninjas. They have different methods and are quite difficult to deal with."

The Biheshan Ninjas... Zhang Zhiwei's heart moved, and he had a lot of thoughts. This group of stinky rats in the gutter actually entered the scene early.

Gao Li continued, "Recently, Immortal Kunsheng and Uncle Biao have been acting frequently, which has aroused their vigilance. These Japanese pirates seem to be plotting to encircle and annihilate Uncle Biao and Immortal Kunsheng. Please ask the little Taoist priest to tell them so that the two immortals won't be caught off guard and fall into their clutches."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, and then asked: "Since you worship Hu Tianbiao, why don't you tell him yourself?" Gao Li sighed and said: "Uncle Biao has been killing like crazy recently, and has eaten a lot of Japanese pirates and aliens. Eating too many people has affected his temperament a little. We are insignificant and our words are not taken seriously, so he doesn't listen to us at all. Instead, he scolded us, saying that we are rats. The Japanese pirates have attacked, the country has been destroyed, and we are still hiding our strength..."

"I am very ashamed of what I said, and I dare not say anything more. Little Heavenly Master, as the head of the hall, you must have more face than us disciples who are out there. I believe you can persuade these two immortals to be careful, and it is best for them to lie dormant for the time being and avoid their sharp edge."

It turns out that this person has gone crazy because he has eaten too many people. He has really gone crazy... Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself and nodded, "Don't worry, Senior Gao, I will give you some instructions."

"Since the little Taoist priest has spoken for me, I naturally feel relieved!" Gao Li said.

"By the way, Senior Gao, you just said that those Japanese pirates from Bihe Mountain have similar methods to those of the Tang Sect. These assassins are best at lurking and assassinating, so you must be careful!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Gao Li's face was solemn. "Little Heavenly Master, what you said is very important. The various forces in the Northeast have indeed been seriously infiltrated. My Gao family is not so bad, but Marshal Zhang's side is probably infiltrated like a sieve. In the past, although he catered to the Japanese pirates on the surface, he was secretly making things difficult for them. Now, it is difficult for him to take a single step."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei frowned. Speaking of which, in history, the death of Marshal Zhang, apart from other things, was ultimately due to the fact that his power was severely infiltrated, which led to his death in the explosion. Is he going to go back to the old ways now?

After thinking for a while, Zhang Zhiwei said, "For this kind of person, no matter how fierce the external attack is, it is just scratching the surface and it is difficult to eradicate the root cause. As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. To deal with ninjas, we should ask the ancestors of ninjas to take action."

"Little Taoist Priest, what you mean is..." Gao Li was a little confused.

"As for assassins, the Tang Sect is second, who dares to say they are first?" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"This……"

Gao Li's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that he was tempted. However, as one of the four major families in the alien world, the Gao family was going to the Tang Sect to hire someone to kill the enemy. It would be a bit embarrassing to tell others about it.

He hesitated and said, "What the little Taoist priest said makes sense, but will Sect Leader Tang agree to let me leave the mountain?"

Zhang Zhiwei saw Gao Li's shy expression and roughly understood what he was worried about, so he suggested:

"Businessmen do business. As a force of aliens, your Gao family cannot afford to lose face in such matters. Why don't you let Marshal Zhang prepare enough gifts and go to the Tangjiabao in Sichuan and Chongqing to invite the Tang Clan assassin to go north to destroy the Japanese? The current Tang Clan leader Tang Bingwen understands the greater good and will surely not refuse."

Gao Li's brows relaxed, and he quickly said, "Thank you, Little Heavenly Master, for your advice. I will definitely inform my brother and Marshal Zhang about this matter."

Then he left with two Gao family followers.

After the Gao and Lu families left, apart from Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin, there were only people from the Wang and Lu families left in Wangjia Village.

It can be said that everyone present here is one of our own. Even if Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin are not one of them, the Wang and Lu families would love to have Zhang Zhiwei as one of their own, so naturally they would not have any grudges. As for Old Lu, he is just a bonus.

The head of the Wang family treated Zhang Zhiwei as a distinguished guest and invited him into the Wang family's meeting hall.

After Zhang Zhiwei went in, the Wang family's large group of people poured into the hall. They were still wearing mourning clothes and were shoulder to shoulder. Although it was crowded, they were in good order.

The Wang family's meeting hall is very classical and simple. On both sides of the main seat, there are two rows of chairs arranged in order of seating. On the inner wall are hung Wang Xizhi's original works. The handwriting is as light as floating clouds, as graceful as a startled dragon, and unique in spirit, containing the writer's magnificent and abundant divine intention.

The head of the Wang family sat in the middle, Zhang Zhiwei and the head of the Lu family sat on his left and right respectively, and further back were the other elders from the Wang and Lu families.

This seating arrangement shows how much the Wang family values ​​Zhang Zhiwei.

"Master, everyone is here." A woman in white walked up to Master Wang and said.

Patriarch Wang nodded and looked at everyone: "

"Everyone, the old man was once the head of our family. He led the Wang family through the turbulent times of changing dynasties and wars, and did his best to maintain this family."

“And now, when he should have been enjoying his old age and family, he was killed by the Quan Xing monster.

"When he died, he saved more than a hundred people from the Quan Xing monster. Should we avenge him?"

“Revenge, revenge!!”

The people below said in unison.

Mobilization meeting? Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, neither agreeing nor raising any opinions, just acting like a silent saw-mouthed gourd.

Patriarch Wang nodded and said, "We have been investigating the whereabouts of Wu Man and Yuan Jingui these days. Now Yuan Jingui is dead, and we have also found Wu Man's whereabouts. We want revenge, but Yuan Jingui's death has made Quan Xing restless. They will not let us do what we want. Once they start, I am afraid there will be casualties."

When saying this, the head of the Wang family glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, but Zhang Zhiwei pretended not to see it.

"Quan Xing is a villain and everyone should kill him. Whoever dares to interfere will be killed and no one will be spared." An elder of the Wang family roared.

An elegant middle-aged man said: "For the sake of justice in this world, some blood must be shed."

The head of the Wang family said, "You two have said good things, but it is inevitable that some people have different ideas. Although I am the head of the Wang family, I cannot have the final say and lead the Wang family to a fight with Quan Xing with my own determination."

"I know the difficulty of revenge, and I am willing to sacrifice my life, but I don't know how many people will agree with me, and how many people will follow me. The future of the family should be decided by everyone in the family, so I called everyone here to listen to your opinions."

The head of the Wang family paused, clapped his hands, and the door opened. The maids and servants came over with pens, ink, paper and inkstones and placed them in front of the head of the Wang family. The ink had been ground and the brush was dipped in ink.

The head of the Wang family stood up and wrote the word "kill" on a blank piece of rice paper and had it hung on the left side of the wall behind him. Then he took out another piece of paper, wrote the word "endure" and hung it on the right side of the wall behind him.

Although these two words come from the same person and both have the style of a famous writer, but...

The word "kill" is extremely sharp and full of murderous intent, and the font is as mighty as a general who has fought in many battles.

The character "忍" is round and not sharp, and its font is as graceful as a woman's.

"Everyone, if you think we should not fear Quan Xing and avenge the old man, please write the word 'kill' on the left. If you think we should temporarily avoid the edge, please write the word 'endure' on the right."

Patriarch Wang put down his pen and said, "As the Patriarch, although I am eager to take revenge, I cannot influence everyone's opinions because of my own ideas, so I will give up my vote."

The head of the Wang family looked at everyone, raised three fingers, and said, "I swear on the dignity of the head of the Wang family that no matter what choice you make, I will not have any grudges. Please start!"

Zhang Zhiwei naturally did not participate in this vote. He picked up the tea beside him and took a sip.

Even though he was a rough man who had no knowledge of calligraphy, he could understand what Patriarch Wang meant. Although Patriarch Wang did not participate in the vote, he also said that he would not be bothered by the voting results.

But the meaning of his two paintings clearly states that those who choose “kill” are real men, while those who choose “endure” are sissy.

Tsk tsk tsk... The ideas of scholars are dirty, and their words are high-sounding. Just vote, and you will be scolded for having different opinions... Zhang Zhiwei complained in his heart.

(End of this chapter)