The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Official, official!"

While the two were talking, they saw the little child wrapped in a wide university student's Tsing Yi trotting over on the mountain path.

Due to the terrain changes and heavy snow caused by the previous battle, the snow reached up to the baby's waist, and he had to make a significant deep mark in the snow.

When he saw Taiyin and Zhang Qinghe surrounding the green-robed Young Master Yi, he was actually very frightened. After this trip, he actually went through a lot of psychological struggles.

However, his mother's illness and his family's secrets were all in Zhang Qinghe's hands. Besides, this was a god with great powers, how could he resist being so close to her? Besides, Zhang Qinghe always gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy, so he shouldn't be a bad person.

Taiyin tried to cover Zhang San's eyes. As long as there was no problem with her personality, she still liked this kid quite a lot, but Zhang Qinghe stopped her.

"Young Master?"

"It's strange that someone like Xingjun would think of protecting others."

Okay, the title has changed again.

"At his age, he shouldn't be watching."

"He has seen it, and he will eventually see it, and he may have to see it again in the future."

Zhang Qinghe said calmly.

"ah!"

Zhang San came closer and called Zhang Qinghe loudly. He originally knew that this young boy with pink makeup had been killed by a sword, but the impact of the scene was obviously beyond his ability to bear.

The smell of burnt meat rose from the ashes on the ground, making him gag. The blood spreading on the ground mixed with the ashes, giving off an unspeakable fishy sweet smell. Although the cuts around the sword marks on the corpse were neat and neat, without a trace of flesh, the internal organs gushed out and scattered all over the floor.

It turns out that this is the world of gods... so cruel, yet so real.

"vomit……"

Zhang San immediately vomited all the dishes he had eaten at the evening banquet at the mouth of the mountain valley.

Zhang Qinghe ignored him and only waited for him to finish vomiting before putting away Lord Fulu Xing's body. Then the aura condensed on his fingertips, and a ray of spiritual energy was shot straight towards the cliff aside, causing snow to roll down. , burying this place in a mess.

"Have you finished vomiting?"

Zhang Qinghe asked slowly as he looked at Zhang San, who seemed to have not calmed down yet.

Zhang San nodded calmly - he had experienced too much this night.

Naturally, Zhang Qinghe was too lazy to agree with this. He had traveled all over Tahaotian in one night. In contrast, Zhang San didn't have to do anything but just watch, and he didn't know when. Can hope to come.

"Guan...Guanren, are you really a god?"

Zhang San seemed to be in shock and said tentatively.

“Remember from now on, gods are curse words.

Also, you don’t have to hesitate now, the Ruyi class is gone, so take good care of your mother. "

Zhang Qinghe glanced at Zhang San's student Qing Yi's collar, wrapped him up a little tightly, and then walked towards the village in the valley without looking back. The taiyin flew around him in a circle, and then disappeared into the Xuan Pouch. trace.

Zhang San was stunned for a moment, with some astonishment on his face. He did not expect that this man who was particularly good-looking but always cold would bend down to tie his robe tightly for him. So he followed Zhang Qinghe with small steps and walked together. Rush in the village.

It was at this moment that the light of a torch came from afar.

"San'er! Younger!"

"May I ask where your noble lord is?"

"Little San'er!"

Muramasa originally thought that Zhang Qinghe would not go too far, so he sent Zhang San to accompany him, with the intention of leading him around the village. But I didn't expect it... After walking, we arrived at the mouth of the valley.

The men in the village seemed to be afraid of coming to Taniguchi - after all, in their eyes, this place had just experienced "an apparition of gods". First there was a statue of Fulu Immortal as tall as a mountain, and then there was a miracle that seemed like the earth was rejuvenating.

Except for Zhang He who had some knowledge, these young men all kowtowed hard in this direction.

Naturally, people's curiosity cannot be stopped. The more ignorant a person is, the more serious they will be to explore. If Muramasa hadn't stopped him with such taboos, I'm afraid there would still be idle people who would come closer to watch the fun.

But now that the lingering power was gradually fading, the feeling in the world that made people panic and just want to worship had calmed down, and they were able to follow the footsteps and pursue it.

"I also heard the sound of gongs and drums! The gongs and drums were so noisy that it seemed as if a stage was being set up for an opera in the county town. I've only been there once..."

Datong blushed and argued with Tuzi about something.

"You fart! Could it be that gods also listen to music?"

"Okay, stop arguing. San'er and the nobleman have returned. Mortals should not delve into the affairs of gods."

Zhang He said at the right time when prompted by the old village chief.

Muramasa looked at the valley entrance covered with heavy snow, and seemed to feel something. His pupils shrank, and then he spoke calmly.

"What did the nobleman and San'er see?"

"The folk customs in the village are simple and simple. I was just starting to travel, but I saw a light at the mouth of the valley. I always like to hunt for novelties and continue to move forward.

I could see two monks fighting together and chasing each other away. Although there was no scene of moving mountains and filling seas, the magical powers of these two people were like immortal gods in the world, which I really longed for. "

With a touch of disappointment and regret in his eyes, Zhang Qinghe opened his eyes and told lies. In fact, it doesn't hurt to say that his cultivation level is good, but it's just Tuzi and Datong's nonsense that might give him a headache.

We already have Zhang San, a curious baby, if there are two more idle country men...

"San'er followed me all the way, I'm afraid I'll have to meet you, right?"

Zhang Qinghe gave a dangerous smile at an angle that Zhang San could see, which made Zhang Sanyi excited.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The little boy wrapped his robe tightly again and nodded like a pound of garlic.

Lao Cunzheng didn't pay attention to Zhang San at first, his eyes were only on Zhang Qinghe with surprise and uncertainty. However, he followed the question and saw Zhang San's green robe without intricate patterns, and his eyes became focused again.

He glanced at Zhang San a few times, then at Zhang Qinghe... as if he was trying to figure out something.

"Sir, are you really from Chang'an?" He quietly changed his mind.

"So be it."

"But my husband's surname is indeed Zhang. Miss Lian will not admit his mistake."

"That's true."

Zhang Qinghe didn't know what identity the old man had given him, but he just acquiesced.

The Zhang family of Jiangzuo was related to the planning of the Nantian family, especially Sun Xingjun, who personally took the lead.

He is naturally at odds with this group of people, and even if it is for Li Ping'an and Li Shaobai, he must find out.

This is the best time to investigate the secrets in this area of ​​Time Branch - he has to wait in this small village for the monks who will be handed over from the Zhang family to come over.

In fact, maybe this inconspicuous little village is related to the secrets of the Zhang family. Otherwise, as Taiyin said, why would they hide it?