The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Boss... go open the door and see who's coming outside?"

The stove in Muramasa's house is the most powerful in the village, and the fire is burning brightly. Zhang He just stuffed a few dry firewood into the charcoal pile.

Lao Cun was sitting on the stool, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was worried about. However, at this moment, his ears moved, and he shouted to Zhang He.

Ever since Zhang He learned that his father was a god that night, he no longer had any doubts about the supernatural powers he usually displayed. Without any hesitation, he went to the yard and opened the firewood gate.

Zhang He opened the door and saw a handsome young man in gray robes and a little girl with a dirty face and a large and messy robe, but the material was of noble quality, standing at the door.

Zhang Qinghe cupped his hands and said——

"Sorry for bothering you."

The female doll did not react and followed Zhang Qinghe in under Zhang He's guidance.

This was Zhao Haitang's original temperament - Zhang Qinghe was attracted to her inexplicably, and there was also a certain pride in his character that was unattractive, so she was able to look at Zhang Qinghe. Although Zhang Lian is in embarrassment now, she was once a respectable person, so she was able to speak.

And the person in this yard... a waning Daoji, a rough country man.

But he didn't have the qualifications to look her in the eyes.

On the contrary, she was curious about Zhang Qinghe. Seeing that she, a "god" who was at least in the third level of middle school, was getting along as usual, but she seemed a little respectful to this man and the old man inside.

"Father, I have been waiting for you and this distinguished guest for a long time."

Zhang Qinghe smiled.

"Thank you."

They pushed open the door and entered, and sure enough, Lao Cunzheng had already prepared tea, and his brows that he had seen a few days ago were also relaxed.

However, when he saw Zhang Qing and the little girl beside him, he felt a little troubled——

Why did the owner send a little girl here?

Is it possible that he just looks young on the outside, but is actually as advanced and unpredictable as the clan brother in front of him?

Muramasa didn't have a soul as powerful as Zhang Lian, so naturally he couldn't find out what kind of cultivation Zhao Haitang was, so he could only rely on speculation.

So he asked hesitantly——

"Have you seen Miss Lian?"

Zhang Qinghe knew that this was asking whether "Zhang Haitang" was from the Zhang family, so Zhang Qinghe nodded firmly.

"I just came from there. Miss Haitang gave some elixirs to the clan sister."

"oh……"

Old Muramasa was finally relieved, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Please sit down, please sit down."

Zhao Haitang seemed normal when listening to this chat-like conversation, so he didn't have any doubts and sat down.

"When I met the Lord, I was still a little hesitant. His face was really a bit young, but since he was sent here, he must have outstanding abilities."

The old man divided the tea and slowly moved to Zhao Haitang.

"Um."

Zhao Haitang glanced at Muramasa and nodded calmly - the old man really thought that he was an adult who came to check the monk's fighting skills.

He happened to take a look quietly to see how Zhao Zhi or the fighting skills of the three monks that day were related to the small village of Zhangjiacun.

Zhao Haitang felt that he was talking less and less at this time, so it became harder for him to reveal his lies. She had no intention of staying in this village for a long time, but now that she met such an interesting person as Zhang Qinghe, she decided not to search for the souls of the monks in this village for the time being, and play with the evil talents of the Immortal Tang Dynasty. A game of hard thinking.

"Tell me about it."

Zhao Haitang looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. He didn't even pay much attention to the diligent look of old Muruzheng. He put on an extremely big air and was very bluffing.

However, as soon as the words "Tell me about it" came out, Zhang Qinghe's expression changed and he looked at Zhao Haitang very hesitantly. He didn't know what he had discovered, and his expression darkened slightly. He also sat on the edge, showing no intention of evading.

Lao Cunzheng acquiesced that he knew the secrets of the Zhang family and that he was a direct descendant of the Zhang family who fled, but "Zhang Haitang" did not know. In a negotiation involving such a major matter, he should be allowed to retreat as a matter of course, but this "Zhang Haitang" in front of him...

"This is exactly what the monks discovered during the battle a few days ago. In these ten miles away, a troupe called Ruyi Troupe has recently emerged. They perform for charity and set up stages to sing operas in various places. Everywhere they go, they sing all day and night, and then Donate the materials obtained to the poor.

About four or five days ago, Ruyi Ban quickly entered the valley entrance of Zhangjiacun. "

Old Cunzheng was talking eloquently, quite like a storyteller. It seems that Zhang He also inherited his talent, and his ability to talk nonsense to Zhang San was inherited in this way.

"As you mentioned before, there is a problem with Ruyi Class."

Zhao Haitang immediately thought of this - the fight between the three monks happened to be four nights ago. If Muramasa reported it to the superiors, he would definitely mention this issue, so she added a reply in a thoughtful way.

"Yes, we discovered that the Ruyi class was actually transformed by evil spirits. Evil spirits like straw grew out of the mouths, noses, acupoints and apertures of those people. It was extremely terrifying. Not only that, it could also breed infection. Within a few feet, I felt a sense of chaos and madness.”

Zhang Qing and Wei Kucha nodded. This was what he had talked to Lao Cunzheng.

"It would be great if it is really an evil spirit who came from Zhongtian... If they came here on a special trip, it proves that Zhangjiacun may not be safe anymore. They already know that my Zhangjia has secretly settled in Lantian."

Zhao Haitang's eyes became sharper as Old Muramasa told him, especially when he heard that there were two monks in the Ruyi class, his eyes became even more frightening.

Zhang Qinghe had previously described to her that the Martial Arts Star Dharma had fought against an Fulu Old Immortal Dharma and Qinghua Immortal Earth...

If it was Wude Xingjun who killed Zhao Zhi, then Zhao Zhi could only be one of the two Dharma images.

Just tell me why there was an evil aura before.

She murmured secretly in her heart.

"continue."

She said expressionlessly to Muramasa.

…

After chatting for a long time in Muramasa's hut, Jinwu had already arrived at Xishan. It was getting late one day, Zhao Haitang organized his thoughts and walked on the path between the valleys with Zhang Qinghe.

Zhangjia Village is vast and sparsely populated, and the clusters are not obvious. You may not see a single family even half a mile away.

There are not many houses in the village, but there is a side house in the vacant yard that was previously allocated to Zhang Qinghe. Zhao Haitang did not choose, and agreed under the slightly embarrassed expression of the old villager.

Could it be that this place is some kind of secret place of the Zhang family in Jiangzuo? Why are evil spirits targeting this place? How did Zhao Zhi get involved?

Just as Zhao Haitang was thinking about it, his steps suddenly stopped, his eyes became deeper, and his whole body became a little stiff.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

She felt a cold long sword being placed behind her. The spiritual essence condensed at the tip of the sword was hidden, and there was a penetrating chill that tickled her heart, causing some kind of impulse to arise.

Zhang Qinghe spoke coldly——

"Miss Haitang, you are not from the Zhang family. Who are you?"