The heavens start from Maoshan

Zhang Heng did not speak.

He is not a Taoist in this world, and he is not interested in their retreat.

As for the old man with missing teeth.

He is not interested in how he secretly sent news to the Daoist sect when he was eleven or twelve years old.

Because of traveling all over the world for so many years.

One counts as one, who doesn't have a story full of people on the street.

"Miao Zhu Ye..."

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't speak.

The old man with missing teeth who led the way turned around and knelt down to Zhang Heng: "Miaozhu Lord, please be merciful, I am 76 years old, I was suffering from hunger and cold in the early years, and my body is not in good shape. I am afraid I will not live for a few years, but I don’t want to die, please save me, you are the God of the Tiger Temple, can’t the God of the Tiger transform into ghosts, give me a chance, I’m willing to be a ghost for the God of Tiger, I don’t want to die.”

Zhang Heng remained silent.

In the world, no one is afraid of death.

Today, I promised the old man with missing teeth to turn him into a ghost, so as to prolong his life in a different way.

tomorrow.

If other people ask him, do they have to worry about it?

even though.

Ghosts are just ghost slaves, not immortals.

But after becoming a ghost, the master will not die, and neither will the ghost slave.

In the eyes of some hopeless people.

Being alive is more important than anything else, and becoming a ghost slave is also a way.

Zhang Heng won't make such an opening.

This is his ruthlessness.

It is also his mercy.

"Uncle Huang, why are you kneeling here?"

The toothless old man was about to say something.

A crisp girlish voice came from not far away.

Zhang Heng looked up.

What came was a ten girl with a string of bells on her hand.

A girl in a white dress.

The bell in her hand rang, and there was a hint of naughtiness under her beautiful appearance.

"Miss Lu."

See the girl.

The old man with missing teeth hurriedly stood up, with embarrassment written all over his face: "I am old, and my legs and feet are useless. When I was walking, my legs became weak, and I knelt down for some reason."

"is it?"

The girl tilted her head and thought about it, and said seriously: "Uncle Huang, why don't I go and talk to my father, you are so old, and it's hard work still working in the mansion, why don't you work as a servant in the Zhuangzi down below A steward, by the way, can also provide for the rest of the world.”

Lao Huang was at a loss for words for a moment, and forced himself to say: "Thank you for your concern, miss, the old slave is still doing well, and he can still work for many years, so don't bother the master with this trivial matter."

"alright."

The girl only thought that Lao Huang had been in the mansion for a long time, and she was reluctant to leave. She didn't think too much about it, and quickly set her eyes on Zhang Heng: "Uncle Huang, who is this?"

"This is Lord Zhu of the Tiger God Temple, who is also a friend of the young master. He came to visit the young master."

Lao Huang was vague.

Zhang Heng looked at the girl in surprise. From what Old Huang said, it was not difficult to see that the girl should be the eldest lady of the Zhang family, and obviously, she didn't know that the origin of the Zhang family was related to Taoism.

"I'm looking for big brother."

I heard that he came to find Zhang Buxiu.

The girl was a little strange: "The eldest brother came back for a few months, and he didn't leave the gate all day long. He knew how to wield swords and swords without entering the second gate. When will we have more friends?"

doubts about her.

No one answered her.

Because everyone in the Zhang family obviously wanted to hide it from her, even Lao Huang didn't want to say anything, so he quickly led Zhang Heng inside.

"That's the eldest lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Lu."

Seven turns and eight turns.

After throwing Zhang Lu away, Lao Huang sighed and explained to Zhang Heng: "The child is a good child, but his fate is not good. Born in such a family, his fate is not his own."

Zhang Heng nodded.

The Zhang family is the dark child of Tiandaozong, so naturally, it is impossible for the Zhang family's children to arrange their own fate.

Zhang Lu looked pretty.

According to the original script, after Brother Zhang joined Shun King's camp, he might as well offer this cheap younger sister as a qualification for promotion.

"The fourth brother is here."

was thinking.

The bamboo forest has arrived.

Brother Zhang was bare-chested, holding a double-edged knife, and seemed to be practicing martial arts.

"How about Zhu's second son?"

He stabbed the double-edged knife in his hand to the ground.

Brother Zhang picked up the towel put on the bamboo and wiped his sweat.

"You have studied Confucianism, martial arts, and law, and you are also a half-martial arts practitioner."

Zhang Heng didn't talk about Second Brother Zhu, but frowned and said, "As a martial arts practitioner, you poke your weapon on the ground casually, so no one married her, and you didn't want to involve her in the relationship between Tiandaozong and the court." middle."

Big brother Zhang snorted: "It's beautiful, if it weren't for the help of the sect, Zhang Quan would have become one of the most wealthy businessmen in Dachang Mansion, with wives and concubines in groups, and someone would sneeze if they stomped their feet?"

"Now he has been enjoying the good fortune for decades, and you have your share in the good fortune, but he refuses to contribute. How can there be such a good thing in the world."

talking.

Brother Zhang winked and said, "Look at this girl, I like to give it to you." His tone paused slightly: "This girl looks good, and she likes to wear bells, so it's fun to look at."

Zhang Heng asked back: "Why don't you think about yourself, you are in your early thirties, and I haven't heard you talk about feelings."

"hey-hey..."

Big brother Zhang smiled directly: "I am in the sect, and I have countless friends. Those junior sisters, knowing that I am the closed disciple of the peak master of Tianming Peak, are willing to follow each other."

Speaking of rising.

Big brother Zhang couldn't help but beam with joy: "There is a little junior sister with a pure appearance, especially the eyes, which give people a very innocent feeling and the urge to bully her."

"I chased her, but she still didn't agree."

"How did it turn out? There was a Zongmen mission, and I used some connections to assign her to my group, and I won it that night."

While talking, Brother Zhang recalled: "That skin, that tenderness, when she cried, not to mention the eye circles, even her nose was red, and it went all the way to her ears. What's more, the contrast was so great that I took off her clothes. , what do you say..."

Brother Zhang looked around.

Seeing the little tiger fluttering at butterflies, his eyes lit up, and he said proudly, "That hair is thicker than your tiger's."

"Ok?"

Hu Mengmeng turned around in a daze.

He looked at Big Brother Zhang, then at Zhang Heng, as if he was asking, "Did someone call me?"

"Shameless!"

Zhang Heng couldn't figure out what to be proud of.

"Fourth."

"You don't usually come out, this time you finally came to Dachang Mansion, stay with me for a few days before leaving."

See Zhang Heng is not interested in his private life.

Brother Zhang stopped talking about this: "It's fine for you to go back, just follow me around, maybe you will see someone's little girl right."

"How can I be fine?"

Zhang Heng put on a straight face: "I came here this time to tell you that you just need to practice hard and don't think about King Shun."

"What do you mean?"

Brother Zhang was a little confused.

"literal meaning."

Zhang Heng said very seriously: "I have two things to do this time, one is to see Brother Zhu, and the other is..."

The tone paused slightly: "I have accepted King Shun's order."

"You want to kill King Shun?"

Brother Zhang was even more confused: "What's the matter, what's going on, you have a grudge against King Shun?"

"No."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "I haven't seen him before, where is the hatred?"

talking.

Don't wait for Brother Zhang to ask again.

Zhang Heng explained himself: "I killed King Shun not because we had a grudge, but because we were defending our position and purging hostile forces."

"Aren't you very curious, where did my cultivation technique come from?"

"I was born in Maoshan, and I have three Dharma lines."

"My lineage is a deadly enemy with the Nether Sect."

"Unfortunately, King Shun has the inheritance of the Blood Sea lineage of the Nether Sect. Out of the defense of the faction, I am going to accept him."

"You're crazy."

Although I don't understand what Maoshan and Nether Sect are.

But he still understands this.

This is not subjugation, but death.

"Prince Shun is the son of Emperor Li, and also the eighth prince of Li Dynasty. If you attack him, you will die." Brother Zhang comforted: "Fourth brother, you are still young, so you can't mess around. You have to think about the consequences."

Zhang Heng was a little dumbfounded.

How can people from Maoshan and those who clean up the Nether Sect be called nonsense.

These are the two camps that are incompatible.

As for the consequences of killing King Shun.

Faint yellow sky.

Zhang Heng wanted to try these people for a long time.

Chapter 441: This son can be my son-in-law

Crash.

After the fresh rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn.

from a distance.

The drizzle continued, and the lake water was the same color as the long sky.