The heavens start from Maoshan

"Okay, there's no need to say flattery."

Zhang Heng waved lightly: "Come here, I have a chance to give you."

Zhang Xingquan leaned forward eagerly.

Zhang Heng didn't speak, and stretched out a finger, aiming at Zhang Xingquan.

next second.

Like a dead tree in spring, under Zhang Xingquan's old face, he was more than ten years younger visible to the naked eye.

For a while, my legs were no longer sore, my waist became straighter, and I felt better than ever.

"At the end of the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Wuhou once borrowed his life from the sky with a seven-star lamp, and wanted to borrow one period, that is, 12 years."

"It's a pity that the sky is not favored. After all, it failed."

Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Xingquan: "You have a better life than Marquis Wu. I will extend your life for one century and seven years, which is 19 years. I hope you can continue to work hard and protect the Zhang family for another 20 years."

Hear this.

Zhang Xingquan was not happy, but looked at Zhang Heng in shock: "Patriarch, your face..."

"nothing."

Zhang Heng didn't look at himself.

Because for him, the amount of life span is meaningless, as long as it is enough.

Looks don't matter either.

If he wants to, he can absorb the vitality of others at any time to complement his own complement.

Don't talk about going back, eight years old is fine.

It's just not necessary, otherwise he would have returned to his youth long ago.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for the reward."

"Congratulations to the patriarch for making further progress in the way of time."

Zhang Xingquan is also the driver.

After a brief surprise, he soon understood that Zhang Heng had gone further on the road of time.

In the past, Zhang Heng couldn't even control his own fate, so he could only lie in the coffin and wait to die.

Now, he was able to lend his life to him, which showed that the old patriarch had already half-stepped into the level of eternal life.

"I've heard a lot of good things."

"You didn't come here this time to flatter me, did you?"

"If it is, then you don't have to come here again."

Although Zhang Heng has deep feelings for Dagou Town and the members of the Zhang clan.

But this does not mean that I will act as a nanny for everyone and take care of them all the time.

A family needs to have its own development path.

It's not enough to rely on one person's support, and Zhang Heng doesn't want to see the Zhang family come to him for help when they have something to do.

"Patriarch, don't be angry."

Seeing that Zhang Heng's tone was not good.

Zhang Xingquan hurriedly explained: "I was recommended by everyone, and I mainly want to ask what you mean. That girl Yanran has been too close to the headquarters these years, and has forgotten her identity. There are also some complaints in the clan, and I feel that many things should not be done. It's so deeply blended, so..."

"So I want to ask what I mean, should Xiao Yanran be dismissed as the patriarch, right?"

Zhang Heng didn't wait for Zhang Xingquan to say anything, he knew what he wanted to say, shook his head and said: "Although I have less national feelings, I value the family more deeply, but it doesn't mean that you can too."

"

The Zhang family, after all, is a descendant of Yan and Huang, and the current headquarters is China Orthodox, so they still need the support they should have. "

"Since Xiao Yanran is close to the headquarters, let her contribute to the headquarters on behalf of the Zhang family."

"Whether it's life or death, it can be regarded as my Zhang family's attitude towards the orthodox dynasty."

Zhang Xingquan was a little surprised.

Because other people don't know, but he knows very well that when Zhang Heng led the Zhang family to pursue the power of law, the head of the family was still the Generalissimo.

Talk about orthodoxy, talk about inheritance.

How to say this.

Grand Marshal is fine.

Later, when Fatty Li came to power and became the president, he had to smile with the Zhang family.

So in the eyes of the old Zhang family, the so-called secular imperial power is just like that.

The Zhang family in Dagou Town has been passed down for hundreds of years.

When the gate was erected, the one who shouted long live was called Jiajing.

"Why, do you think my attitude is too good?"

Zhang Heng saw Zhang Xingquan's thoughts and said with a smile: "There are some things you don't understand. Peng Zu has no country, Chen Zu has no home, and there are many stories in it."

Peng Zu lived eight hundred.

When I woke up, it was already 300 years later.

The river diverted, the sea changed, and the name of the country changed three times. All kinds of things in the past have long been popular.

The same goes for Chen Zu.

After 30 years of dreaming, I wake up from the dream and don't know that I am a guest.

When I went home, I found that my family members had starved to death, leaving me with a sigh.

Zhang Heng is different.

He is the concept of less countries, because he is a long-lived person and a fairy.

In the blink of a thousand years, the times and dynasties are not enough to support his existence.

But this does not mean that he will forget that he is from modern times.

In the current society, he still has a sense of identity. Otherwise, he would not have come to the headquarters and become a consultant again, and he would not have left the wishing lamp in the headquarters.

He could have done otherwise, and eventually did.

Why don't you want to leave a thought and hope.

Unfortunately.

Unpredictable.

People's hearts are also unpredictable.

He also understands why Patriarch Chen Tuan, when he met the court envoys, said: "I have the technique of soaring the sun into the sky, and the technique of reversing yin and yang, but what good will these do for the world? You want to invite me down the mountain?" , to preach good fortune, but is this really correct?"

Chapter 377: The Convenience of Restarting Time

The sky is bright.

Dongji Town is a small town located on an island belonging to Zhouhai City, Zhejiang Province.

Not many people.

There are only many people, and the core industries are fishing and canned fish processing.

Normally.

There are no tourists here, and even few outsiders visit.

But today, the residents of the small town found that there were two unfamiliar faces standing on the pier, one old and one young.

"Grandpa Zhang, do you think the headquarters' plan will succeed?"

The girl was dressed in red with a cold face.

The clothes were red as if they could bleed.

"Do you want headquarters to succeed?"

The old man did not answer, but asked a rhetorical question.

"I do not know."

The girl was a little dazed: "I don't have much impression of the headquarters. I just heard from Captain Li that whether it is success or failure, the future era will not be the era we are familiar with."

Zhang Heng nodded lightly.

If the headquarters is successful, there will only be one voice in the future world.

Any questioning, any opposition, will suffer disaster, this is the relationship between conquering and being conquered.

on the contrary.

If the headquarters fails, the consequences are equally serious.

The existing regime and classes will collapse, and powerful drivers will use their cities as their bases to conquer each other, causing turmoil everywhere.

But this is a fate that no one can change.

Zhang Heng can't do it either, because the temptation of the eternal life catalog is too great.

Existing signs show that the ideological seal + immortality catalog may be the only hope for the headquarters to break the situation. Drowning people will not let go of the straw in their hands.

drop...

Accompanied by the sound of sirens.

Before we could continue talking, a dilapidated passenger ship slowly docked.

Zhang Heng paused on his crutches, and was the first to board the passenger ship.

Compared with how the headquarters makes decisions, he is now more concerned about the secrets in Hongbai Village and the group of Republican controllers hidden in it.

"Live!"

"Ordinary people, or drivers?"

"It must be the driver. The shroud on the old man and the red dress on the girl don't look like ordinary goods."

There were whispers in the cabin.

Zhang Heng looked up.

There were seven people in the cabin.

Sitting alone in the innermost part, it seems like a lone ranger.

The two sat in the middle, a man and a woman, embracing each other, looking like a pair of lovers.

There are four other people sitting in the front, wearing the same style of combat uniforms, they should be some civilian squad.

"It's lively enough."

Zhang Heng didn't expect that there were so many pilots on board this time.

If there is no accident, these should all be people who have benefited from the Land of Laws, just like Yang Nuonuo.

"Old man, where are you from, the headquarters, or a non-governmental organization?"

"How many times did you board the passenger ship?"

"Are you interested in exchanging information? We are going to Hongbai Village, the couple is going to Sunset Ranch, and the lone ranger is going to the cliff graveyard. If there is a way, everyone can form a team, so that the hope of surviving may be greater."

See Zhang Heng two people.

Among the group of four, the person sitting at the front, who looked like the captain, spoke.

Zhang Heng didn't respond to this.

On the contrary, Yang Nuonuo, who was standing behind him, was a little interested, and whispered behind him: "Grandpa Zhang, how about I go talk to them?"

Zhang Heng didn't object.

didn't care either.