My uncle is Lin Zhengying

But in the past six years, although Zhang Jing didn't earn much merit, he didn't let go of his own cultivation.

and so.

The past six years of cultivation, counted as a great merit value, should have [-] points!

Even if there is no new great merit value recorded, Zhang Jing is not far from breaking through.

As long as you pass this threshold, you will officially enter the second stage of the Celestial Master Realm!

After entering the second stage of the Celestial Master Realm, Zhang Jing planned to go to Nanyang again to see if he could shake the formation left over from ancient times.

When he went to Nanyang with the grass-roots layman, the grass-house layman only stepped into the second stage of the celestial master realm according to the original rules, but his cultivation base did not cross it.

Moreover, even if the strength of the grass-roots layman after breakthrough is far inferior to Zhang Jing's divine thunder method.

……

It is July and a half of the year again, the Ghost Festival of the Ghost Festival.

This time of year is when Uncle Jiu is the busiest.

As the god of the Yin Division in Lingnan, he had no time to rest for almost half a month in advance, so he had to finish his essential work and help the underworld to print money for the underworld.

But for ordinary people, the Hungry Ghost Festival is the same as the Qingming Festival. In addition to burning paper money to worship ancestors, there are many customs.

Like putting river lanterns or something.

It's better for adults, children are most actively interested in things like putting river lanterns on.

The family hadn't finished dinner that day, and seeing that the sky was about to darken, Zhang Shouzhen couldn't wait to quickly clear up the rice in the bowl, and ran to fetch the prepared river lanterns, running back and forth beside Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting He yelled, "Have dinner! Go to the river and put the lights on!"

Zhang Jing glanced at him, and said slowly, "You've finished eating, we haven't finished eating yet! Why worry!"

The little guy was also very courageous, he raised his face and said solemnly: "Then parents, you should eat quickly! I heard that if you go late, there will be no place by the river!"

Ren Tingting smiled, put down her chopsticks, pulled the little guy to her side and wiped the rice grains from the corner of her mouth, and said, "Didn't you make an appointment with your little aunt to set off the river lantern together tonight? Your little aunt still Didn't come."

"Oh. That's right. I almost forgot to make an appointment with my little aunt." Zhang Shouzhen nodded his head, and sat quietly and patiently to the side, waiting for someone to go.

"Little Senior Aunt" naturally refers to Lin Xuelian, the daughter of Uncle Jiu and Aunt Cane.

Although Zhang Shouzhen is only less than one year younger than Lin Xuelian, and after six or seven years old, there is no difference in stature, but because of the relationship of a generation behind, he has been called by the little auntie, he is really I listened to what my little aunt said.

After a while, Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting also finished their meal.

The appointed time has passed, but Aunt Cane and her daughter Lin Xuelian are still not here.

"Is something delayed?" Zhang Jing guessed.

Generally speaking, Uncle Nine will be very busy tonight, and the literary talents of his apprentices will also be recruited, so there is no time to rest.But Aunt Cane didn't have much time. In the past two years, she took Xiaolin Xuelian out at night and asked Zhang Shouzhen to set off the river lanterns.

But he didn't think too much about it.

Maybe there was some unexpected situation, Uncle Jiu asked Aunt Cane to stay and help, so he wasted a little time.

Zhang Jing patted his son's head and said, "Come on, take your river lantern, let's go to Yizhuang to see your little aunt."

"Wow, wow." Zhang Shouzhen quickly stood up and said impatiently.

The little guy's mind has already drifted to the river, if he hadn't promised in advance that he would wait for the little aunt to go to the river with him, he would have started to make trouble long ago.

This is the credit of Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting's education.

Although Zhang Shouzhen is not precocious, except for his outstanding talent in Lei Fa, he is similar to ordinary smart children, but in terms of faith and character, he is well educated.

He did not live up to the word 'Shouzhen' in his name.

The distance from Zhang Jing's house to Yizhuang is not too far, it takes only ten minutes to arrive, so Zhang Jing didn't fly in the sky or use footwork.

Zhang Shouzhen carried the river lantern and happily ran ahead with small strides, while Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting followed behind holding hands, as if they were going for a walk after dinner.

From the town to Yizhuang, you need to pass through a small forest, which is dark and deserted.

If it is an ordinary person, most of them would not dare to go here at night.

But Zhang Jing's family of three were naturally not afraid, even little Zhang Shouzhen dared to walk here at night.

However tonight.

When they first came to the grove, nothing had changed. Zhang Shouzhen was still bouncing forward with a river lantern in his hand, but Zhang Jing suddenly frowned.

Immediately he raised his left hand and made a move towards the front. Zhang Shouzhen suddenly found that he couldn't move forward, and his body flew into the air uncontrollably.

When he reacted, he was already hugged by Zhang Jing.

"Father, what are you doing!"

The little guy wasn't afraid either, and asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Zhang Shouzhen has a father who can fly, so Zhang Shouzhen is used to flying in the sky since he was a child.

Especially when it was two or three years old, it would smile and beg Zhang Jing to take him to play in the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, every day.

Only when he grew up and got tired of playing with the sky, did he not often beg Zhang Jing to take him to fly.

"Brother Jing, what's the matter?" Ren Tingting also asked.

"Something's wrong..."

Zhang Jing didn't say the specific reason, but Zhang Shouzhen no longer ran in front alone.

He hugged one, led the other, and continued to walk forward.

Soon, through the woods.

According to normal circumstances, Yizhuang is not far away, and you can see it directly if you have good eyesight.

But this time, Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting walked through the grove, but they didn't see where Yizhuang was.

The front is densely packed and filled with shaky figures, blocking the line of sight.

In other words, it was blocked by ghosts!

"Ah! So many ghosts!"

Zhang Shouzhen whispered in his father's arms.He is so gifted that he can see ghosts that ordinary people can't see.

Ren Tingting also frowned, looked at the lonely ghost floating in front of her, and said in surprise: "What's going on? Could it be that the Ghost Gate is open today on the Ghost Festival, and the location is chosen near Yizhuang? But why didn't I see it?" Ghost?"