Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Chu Lan, I didn't get involved in what happened back then, so I don't know the details, but I won't wrong him about your grandfather."

"That's right, your grandpa did collude with the all-sex monster, and...he even asked for help!"

"Ah?!" Although he had been mentally prepared, Zhang Chulan still felt a little bitter when the news he heard from Meng was confirmed again at this time.

Lu Jin ignored the change in Bilian's expression and continued to tell what he knew:

"Not only your grandfather, but also other decent disciples from famous families... Chu Lan, you must have seen the Eight Wonders in the health brigade, right?"

"Yes, I did see some."

"Well, including Zhanbo's Tongtian talisman, your junior brother's Juling dispatcher, etc., these eight miraculous skills come from the 36 people who came to sworn brothers in the final analysis-that is, the 36 thieves that are widely rumored in the world."

"Although the 36 thieves' marriage is secret, the news is still on the way."

"Knowing that the disciples under my sect have been colluding so deeply with the Quan Yaoren, those sects involved in it were extremely troubled... In the end, they teamed up and issued an order to kill the 36 thieves."

"Pursuing order!?" Zhang Chulan was startled, and hurriedly looked at the silent celestial master, "Master, then... you?"

The old celestial master closed his eyes, with a bitter expression on his face: "That's right, back then in the celestial master's mansion, it was me and Junior Brother Tian who were in charge of chasing your grandfather down the mountain!"

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PS: Second update

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3Chapter 16 Life-saving vellus hair and minor surgery

"Yes."

The silent Tian Jinzhong who had been sitting beside him sighed softly and took over the conversation:

"The situation back then was complicated, and it was at the critical moment of the unity of the major orthodox sects during the Anti-Japanese War, and the matter of your grandfather's sworn brotherhood with the all-sex demon made a big fuss at that time.

Even for a well-known calf protector like your Taishizu, reluctantly refusing to send his disciples to hunt down and kill Huaiyi is already the limit. "

"Your Master Wei and I have been begging for a long time, and your Grand Master finally allowed me to go down the mountain secretly and look for your grandfather in two ways... But we still couldn't find it."

At this point, Tian Jinzhong's red eyes flashed a complicated and incomprehensible meaning, and his voice suddenly became softer: "Chu Lan...child, come and help me roll up my sleeves."

"Eh."

Zhang Chulan agreed without knowing it, and hurriedly followed suit.

He stepped forward and grabbed the hem of Tian Jinzhong's robe sleeve, and then reached out to find the other's wrist, but suddenly found nothing.

Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a quick mind, he immediately guessed a certain possibility, and his movements became cautious...

When he finally helped Tian Jinzhong roll up his robe sleeves with trembling hands, the scene in front of his eyes made him stunned on the spot.

"Ah——! This... this is!" Feng Xingtong, who followed his master and senior brother not far away to join in the fun, exclaimed, unable to believe his eyes.

I saw the meridian above Tian Jinzhong's upper arm protruding strangely and terrifyingly, and the forearm below the elbow was broken at the root.

Although the injury seemed to have healed for countless years, everyone present could easily imagine what kind of painful life this old man who suffered such an injury has lived in these decades.

Unlike the sad or surprised expressions of other people in the room, Tian Jinzhong's expression did not fluctuate much:

"Chu Lan, when I was looking for your grandfather, I was attacked by an unknown person.

They tortured me about your grandfather's whereabouts, but I really didn't know, so they hurt my meridians and destroyed my limbs... Now I am a useless person, but I think I am worthy of your grandfather! "

Zhang Chulan felt the resolute and kind eyes of the old man in front of him who had endured such hardships, and felt that the doubts and excitement hidden in his heart had been washed away by something called "family love".

"So this is ah."

"Son, your grandpa always knew that as long as he fled back to Longhu Mountain, he would be able to survive, but he didn't want to harm his family, so he would rather spend his whole life hiding outside. You...don't blame your grandpa."

"Tick, tick..."

Tears kept dripping down on the stone bricks, the young Bilian burst into sobs, but at this moment his usually cynical face showed a rare expression of humanity:

"Master, I'm sorry! I didn't expect... because of my grandpa, you actually..."

Mr. Tian sighed silently, and comforted him: "At that time, your grandfather was also helpless, and he really couldn't tell you these things... this big-eared thief! Why bother?

Over the years, Brother Zhiwei and I have never held grudges against him!

Get up quickly, Huaiyi's grandson is the grandson of both of us!

Chu Lan, remember, no matter how you live with Minister Meng, Longhu Mountain will be your home from now on, you—"

Before Tian Jinzhong could finish his words, he was surprised to see Zhang Chulan kneeling on the ground again in tears, but the direction was Meng Lang, who had been watching the show in silence since entering the door:

"Master, this disciple is unworthy, and I hope to get your permission for something."

After saying that, he kowtowed hard, and blood gushed out from his forehead.

Faced with Zhang Chulan's sudden move, Meng Meng took a sip of the hot tea he got from somewhere, and nodded calmly:

"For the sake of your filial piety, it will be done this time."

"Thank you, master!"

Bilian boy kowtowed again with a smile on his face, then raised his hand to touch the back of his head.

Immediately afterwards, under the slightly surprised eyes of the three old men, he pulled out from the back of his head an inch-long…

Kneeling up to Tian Jinzhong, Zhang Chulan still had a longing smile on his tear-stained face:

"Master Jinzhong, for my grandfather, you have suffered all these years!

I know that the pain you have endured these years far exceeds my imagination, and I have nothing to do to make up for you on behalf of my grandfather, but—”

Choking up to this point, Zhang Chulan held up the bloody hair pin with both hands:

"Master Zhiwei, Master Jinzhong, my master once gave me and my junior brother three 'life-saving hairs' as tokens of sect inheritance.

It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. If it is used on Master Jinzhong, although the destroyed meridians cannot be restored, it should be no problem to restore flesh and blood to the limbs!

Master has just agreed, I will use it for you! "

"This--?"

The three old men looked at each other when they heard the words, they couldn't believe their ears, how could there be such a skill in the world to make people grow hands and feet out of thin air?

So several people turned their heads one after another, and looked at Meng Lang, who was drinking tea relaxedly, with questioning eyes.