Alchemy master in the city

Chapter 1158 Three Spirit Positions
While the white-haired old man was busy apologizing to the Wu Peng family and holding a meeting of important members of the family, Li Huan followed Zhang Sanqian to a slum in the eastern outskirts of Yanjing City.

"Old man, what did you bring me here for?"

While observing the surrounding environment, Li Huan asked Zhang Sanqian who was walking in front.

Hearing Li Huan's words, Zhang Sanqian opened his mouth and replied without turning his head, "Take you home!"

"what?"

Li Huan was taken aback for a moment, then he withdrew his gaze from all over the place, turned to Zhang Sanqian, blinked and asked, "Old guy, what did you just say? Take me home?"

"Good, take you home!"

Zhang Sanqian said without turning his head, his eyes were always fixed on the road ahead.

Hearing what he said, Li Huan was suddenly confused.

Before, he thought he had heard it wrong, but now that Zhang Sanqian had confirmed it again, he knew that he hadn't heard it wrong just now.

However, he really didn't know what Zhang Sanqian meant by saying this.

"Old guy, you are too old, you are confused, our home is obviously in Lijiazhai, but you brought me here, and you still said you are going home, don't tell me, From here, there is a shortcut back to our Lijiazhai."

Li Huan ran forward a few steps quickly, came to Zhang Sanqian's side and asked.

After hearing Li Huan's words, Zhang Sanqian stopped in his footsteps, turned his head and glared at him, and cursed: "Stinky boy, what the hell are you talking about, I'm not even a hundred years old, what is this called?" old?"

"The Liu Lao Si you saw before is much older than me, and he is not very old. Do you understand the market?"

"Know what the hell is going on!"

Li Huan curled his lips in disdain, and snorted, "What do you need to know about this thing? Although I don't read much, don't think you can fool me."

"40 years old are called middle-aged people, and people over 60 years old are called old people. I still understand this common sense."

"Old man, although you are not a hundred years old, you are still in your eighties or nineties. If you are not old, then tell me what is old!"

"you……"

Zhang Sanqian choked on Li Huan's words, and pointed at him, but couldn't speak.

After a pause, he said: "Little bastard, thanks to the fact that you are still a martial arts practitioner, you don't even know the simple common sense that a martial artist with a high level can live a higher age, so what do you want me to say about you?" it is good?"

"Uh……"

Li Huan was a little embarrassed by the words, and didn't know how to refute.

He actually knew what Zhang Sanqian said.

It's just that because he is still too young now, he has never considered how long he can live in his current state.

But now, after being reminded by Zhang Sanqian, he immediately recalled that with his quasi-innate peak strength at this time, if he could survive naturally without any accidents, he could live to be more than 200 years old.

More than 200 years old, this is three or four times the life expectancy of ordinary people.

If ordinary people knew that Li Huan could live for such a long time, it would probably frighten a lot of people.

And Zhang Sanqian's realm strength is even more unpredictable than Li Huan, so the age at which he can survive is naturally higher.

Li Huan can live more than 200 years, and Zhang Sanqian may live to more than 300 years.

More than 300 years old, now Zhang Sanqian is only less than one hundred, which means that he has not even reached one third.

If this ratio is calculated based on the life span of ordinary people, Zhang Sanqian is indeed not an old guy, but should be at the level of a young and middle-aged man.

Thinking of this, Li Huan felt the urge to complain.

A person who is eight or ninety years old is still a figure of a young and middle-aged person, which makes people feel weird no matter how he sounds.

"Okay, I said something wrong just now, can I take it back?"

Li Huan sincerely apologized, and then changed the subject: "Old man, just tell me why you brought me here!"

"Didn't I tell you just now, to take you home, to your 'real' home, do you understand?"

Zhang Sanqian said seriously, biting the word "true" very hard.

When Li Huan heard this, his brows frowned, and he asked a little puzzled: "Old man, why do I become more and more confused the more you say this? What are you talking about?"

"you……"

Zhang Sanqian opened his mouth to curse, but stopped after he said a word.

He shook his head, sighed and said: "Forget it, this is not a place to talk, you just have to follow me, and I will tell you little by little when I get to the ground!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, although Li Huan still had many doubts in his heart, he couldn't ask any more questions.

He has lived with Zhang Sanqian for more than ten years, and he is quite familiar with the latter's temperament.

Zhang Sanqian didn't want to say it at this time, even if he put a knife on his neck, there was absolutely no way to get a word out of his mouth.

Rather than forcing Zhang Sanqian to confess, it is better to wait patiently for a while.

Anyway, Zhang Sanqian also said just now that he would tell Li Huan everything he wanted to know when he arrived at the place, and it was not too late.

After figuring this out, Li Huan stopped talking and followed Zhang Sanqian step by step.

However, because what happened just now had caused his confusion, at this time he no longer had the mood to check the surrounding environment everywhere.

Just like that, Li Huan followed Zhang Sanqian with his head down all the way.

The scope of this slum area is quite large, and the roads are also criss-crossed and intricate.

It is easy to get lost if an unfamiliar person walks here.

Where is it that a powerful martial arts master like Li Huan is also dazzled by the road conditions here, and he doesn't know where he is.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanqian seemed to be very familiar with this area, and he didn't see him pause or hesitate for a moment during his roundabouts, and his footsteps always kept at a fixed frequency.

The expression on his face was a little gloomy, with a hint of nostalgia, and it seemed to give people a faint sense of sadness.

Li Huan and Zhang Sanqian were side by side in the same row, and he could only see the profile of the latter, not the whole picture.

However, with his super keen perception, he could feel a sad and pessimistic mood shrouded in Zhang Sanqian.

"What the hell is this old guy doing?"

Li Huan frowned lightly, muttering to himself.

Zhang Sanqian's performance at this time completely exceeded his expectations.

In the past, Zhang Sanqian either had a stern face all day long, or just thought about things quietly, and would occasionally play and laugh with Li Huan.

It was the first time in history that Li Huan had seen such a sad appearance.

Even if Zhang Sanqian failed to refine the "Longevity Pill", he was not as sad as he is now.

Li Huan really wanted to ask what happened to Zhang Sanqian, but he remembered what the latter said before, so he suppressed his curiosity again.

In this slum area, Li Huan followed Zhang Sanqian for about ten minutes, and finally stopped in front of a small two-story western-style building.

Looking at the small western-style building in front of him, Li Huan felt a little surprised.

Because he walked all the way just now, the small building in front of him is the only relatively "high-end" building he has seen.

The houses I encountered before were all very low houses, many of which were made of a mix of wood and iron.

Like the building made of bricks in front of me, none of the family saw it.

Not to mention the small western-style building in front of me, which is quite well decorated on the outside.

He felt that this small western-style building was probably the only one in the entire slum.

"We're home, let's go in!"

While Li Huan was observing the small western-style building in front of him, Zhang Sanqian suddenly spoke.

Immediately afterwards, he did not greet Li Huan, but walked towards the gate of Xiaoyanglou.

"This small mansion is the old guy's home?"

Li Huan thought for a while in surprise, then quickly ran forward a few steps, came to Zhang Sanqian and pushed the door open for him.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanqian nodded with a smile, and said, "Your performance is very good today, you even know how to open the door for the master, haha..."

"Please, my performance is very good every day, okay, it's just that you old guy didn't realize my goodness, hum!"

Li Huan said stinkingly, and at the same time gave way to the door.

Zhang Sanqian shook his head and said, "Okay, you are the host here, your master and I are just guests, you go in first."

"I am the master here?"

Li Huan pointed to his nose and asked in a daze.

"Go ahead, I'll talk to you after I go in!"

Zhang Sanqian pushed Li Huan and urged him.

"Oh!"

Li Huan nodded, and walked into the small western building with doubts.

With his skill, Zhang Sanqian also stepped in, and closed the door behind him.

After entering the door is a yard with many potted plants.

There are some dark black moss on the floor and walls of the yard.

Li Huan just glanced at the scene in front of him, and guessed that this place should have been abandoned for many years, and it was only recently that it started to be cleaned up.

That's why some dead moss remains on the ground and on the walls of the yard.

"Old guy, have you been living here for more than a year since you disappeared?"

Li Huan turned his head and asked Zhang Sanqian.

"more or less."

Zhang Sanqian responded, and then led Li Huan to the hall ahead.

After entering the hall, Li Huan found that the furnishings here were very simple.

In addition to a set of somewhat old square tables and chairs, there is a long god table in the middle of the hall, on which there are three spirit tablets.

Arranged one up and two down.

Li Huan glanced at the names of the owners engraved on the three spiritual tablets, namely Yang Xiuzhen, Li Songwen, and He Lijuan.

"Old man, who do these tablets belong to?"

Li Huan asked softly, pointing to the three spiritual tablets.

Zhang Sanqian didn't answer his question, but walked to the altar, took out two candles and a few long sticks of incense and lit them in the incense burner in front of the three tablets.

"Li Huan, come here!"

Zhang Sanqian waved to Li Huan and said seriously.

Hearing Zhang Sanqian calling his name, Li Huan was shocked.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Sanqian would call him a little bastard, or a brat, and it was rare to call him by his name directly.

According to the past practice, Zhang Sanqian would only call his name so seriously when he encountered a very serious problem.

Li Huan couldn't remember the last time Zhang Sanqian called his name like this.

"What are you still doing, why don't you hurry up!"

Seeing Li Huan in a daze at this moment, Zhang Sanqian shouted angrily in dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Li Huan didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately walked over obediently. Although he was used to fighting with Zhang Sanqian, he didn't seem to take the latter seriously.

But in his heart, Li Huan still respects his master very much, especially when facing such a serious problem.

"Master!" Li Huan called out respectfully.

"Ah."

Zhang Sanqian responded softly, and then stopped drinking: "Li Huan, kneel down!"

(End of this chapter)