All People Killing: Looting God-Level Opportunities At The Beginning

"If this continues, we will also move."

After Zhang Mingsheng finished speaking, the four members of the Zhang family fell into silence.

Their family is actually not rich.

I have lived here for so many years, if this is gone, I don't know what will happen in the future.

What if you can't survive? What if you encounter bandits?

The point is that their house has not been built for a long time, and no one wants to leave.

"Didn't it mean that the city lord invited Taoist priests, so it should be easy to deal with?" Zhao Dong said.

Zhang Mingsheng shook his head: "It's true to say so, but do you know that three Taoist priests have been invited here, and without exception, all of them... are dead!"

Zhao Dong frowned, "They're all dead, could it be that those Taoist priests are fake?"

Zhao Dong knows that some Taoist priests in this world are fake, just cheating and abducting.

It's hard for him to imagine that those fake Taoist priests will die a miserable death if they deal with real ghosts, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Dong naturally suspected that those were just fake Taoists.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingsheng shook his head: "It's not a fake Taoist priest, it's a real Taoist priest. The real Taoist priests nearby have dealt with many ghosts before, but this time, they are all dead!"

Zhao Dong raised his eyebrows: "It seems that it is really not simple."

"yes!"

Zhang Mingsheng sighed: "So, it's too miserable."

Just as he was talking, an extremely handsome man walked in from outside.

Seeing the man, Zhang Xiaorou hurriedly went up to him: "Sanlang."

It seems that he is Zhang Xiaorou's husband.

The person who came was Zhang Xiaorou's fiancé, Xu Sanlang.

The Xu family is also an old family here, and Xu Sanlang is a well-known talent here, as soon as he came in, he grabbed Zhang Xiaorou's hand with a deep expression.

Then, he came to Zhang Mingsheng and said, "Master Yuezhang."

"Xu Sanlang, what did your father say?"

Seeing Xu Sanlang, Zhang Mingsheng's face softened a little. He was quite satisfied with this future son-in-law.

Xu Sanlang sighed: "My father said, make preparations today and leave tomorrow."

Zhang Mingsheng nodded and said, "That's right, I really need to leave early."

"Yeah, so before I left, I thought about..."

As Xu Sanlang said, he looked at Zhang Xiaorou embarrassedly.

Zhang Mingsheng instantly understood.

His daughter, and Xu Sanlang hit it off, the two were childhood sweethearts, and they walked together naturally when they grew up.

A few days ago, the matchmaker had come to talk about the matchmaking, and the two had already discussed the date of marriage.

Now that Xu Sanlang's family is going to escape, they naturally want to take Zhang Xiaorou with them.

"Xiaorou, you and Saburo are going to get married anyway, so you can go with him."

Zhang Mingsheng said immediately.

Zhang Xiaorou originally wanted to be with her husband, so she nodded embarrassingly.

Xu Sanlang was overjoyed, but he still said: "Master Yuezhang, what about you? Why don't you go together, my father said, there is a care for us to go together."

Zhang Mingsheng said: "I have to stay. Our family's foundation is here. If we leave, we don't know when we can come back."

He looked at the countless sun-dried crops behind him, as well as some hanging meat, corn, and peppers, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Besides, the more chaos there is, the more thieves there will be. If we leave, things here might be stolen, so we can't leave for now. By the way, I'll show you your house, so your father can rest assured." Zhang Mingsheng said .

Xu Sanlang couldn't say anything more, and nodded slightly: "Understood Mr. Yuezhang, I will tell my father when I go back."

"Well, you go back first, and pick up Xiaorou tomorrow."

"Okay, Xiao Rou, then I'll go first."

"I send you."

Zhang Xiaorou pulled Xu Sanlang out, and the two chatted at the door for a long time before watching Xu Sanlang leave.

"Hey, women's colleges won't stay, but it's good, leave this place as soon as possible." Zhang Mingsheng sighed.

He didn't know how long it would take to see his daughter again after leaving this time, and he felt a little bit reluctant.

But he knows that this is also impossible...

"Son, why don't you follow along, in case it's dangerous to stay here."

Zhang Mingsheng suddenly looked at his son Zhang Xiaoqing, and couldn't help but say.

Zhang Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, then said speechlessly: "Father, you are all here, where do you want me to go? If outsiders find out, I will keep you here and I will leave by myself. I don't know what others will think of me."

"Okay, let's take a look again. If it's still like this, you must leave."

As he spoke, realizing that Zhao Dong was still there, he said embarrassedly, "Brother Zhao, I'm letting you watch a joke."

"No, Mr. Zhang, you are also worried about your family. By the way, this is a letter from Zhang Minglei Elder."

Zhao Dong handed it over.

Zhang Mingsheng nodded, took the letter and read it.

The contents of the letter are all homely. Zhang Minglei is busy in the sect now, so he always wanted to come back and take a look, but he didn't have time.

He hoped that Little Brother would pay homage to his parents' graves instead of him, and he planned to come back in three months.

"That's right, my big brother is really powerful. He did well in the sect, but it's a pity that he didn't come back. Otherwise, with his strength, he might have a way to deal with the evil spirits here."

Having said that, Zhang Mingsheng's heart skipped a beat: "Brother Zhao, I need to ask you something."

"Please say."

"After you go back this time, I hope you will forward a letter to Dage, inform him of the situation here, and ask him if he can solve the problem here."

"This is possible."

Zhao Dong nodded slightly.

Then Zhang Mingsheng went to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones, wrote a letter and handed it to Zhao Dong.

This night, Zhao Dong stayed at Zhang's house.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Dong wandered around the neighborhood, and couldn't help himself, he came to the door of Li's house.

During the day, the corpses of the Li family had been transported away, and now the gate is closed, many passers-by passed by, as if they had seen something horrible, they hurriedly left.

"Chinao, is there any abnormal energy in it?" Zhao Dong asked, "Is there a ghost?"

[Not found, Ghost has left. 】

"Have you left?" Zhao Dong felt a little pity.

Zhinao said before that he can absorb the special energy from Ghost and replenish it to form his own power.

The more powerful the Ghost, the more energy it has.

Just like dealing with zombies before, he absorbed a lot of power.

Of course, the premise is that he can deal with this kind of Ghost.

Shaking his head, since Ghost is no longer here, Zhao Dong left naturally.

He walked from house to house, and now he is going to a martial arts gym.

Just after dinner, I heard from Zhang Mingsheng's family that there is a martial arts gym here.

The owner of the gymnasium taught Fire Cloud Palm, the palm style is sharp and domineering, as if there is fire in the hand, and there is a burning sensation when attacking.

After hearing what they said, Zhao Dong was very interested in this type of attack.

Because according to this narration, he felt that the Cultivation Technique of Fire Cloud Palm might be able to deal with evil spirits.