Ode to

I am the second patriarch of the Zhang clan, and I am Zhang Guangde, the eldest son of the four elders in the clan.Although our clan was abandoned by the lord, it was still entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the lord——our clan needs to protect the ultimate from generation to generation, and the ultimate lies with our clan.The members of our clan were originally descendants of the Tangshan Yu Republic, so the life expectancy of the people in the clan can reach more than 500 years old, and the direct branch can reach nearly a thousand years old.

"Wow, you can live so long!"

"No, if I remember correctly, there are thousands of Zhang family members who have died in recent years recorded in the genealogy, the highest is 630 years old."

What happened to the Zhang family during these thousands of years that led to the shortened lifespan?

500 years ago, our family discovered black gold veins under the dragon veins. Black gold can ward off evil spirits and cut copper like mud (there must be no such thing as iron at that time).As a result, our clan derived a branch of weapon refining, and my father and younger brother are both masters of the clan's weapon refining.But Jiro and I have been married for dozens of years and only have one son, Zhang Chan, the daughter of Jiro.

"Zhang Zhan?" Zhang Zhan looked at Zhang Qiling in surprise, and Zhang Qiling patted Zhang Zhan's head. Although he didn't say anything, Zhang Zhan felt relieved.

Zhan'er is the person with the purest blood of our clan so far. I thought that the refining weapon would eventually be inherited by descendants, but when Zhan'er was eight years old, the unique soul-loss syndrome of our clan finally appeared, perhaps because of her pure blood. , so her loss of soul is not only amnesia, more often it is the soul leaving the body.Even if my brother made the soul-rescue bell according to the ancient method, it could only delay Zhan'er's loss of soul until Zhan'er was 13 years old. The soul left for nearly half a year and still hasn't returned, and Zhan'er's pulse became weaker day by day.

At that time, Jiro was making an ancient black gold sword that belonged exclusively to the patriarch. In ancient times, there was a way to dissolve the soul in the sword, so that the soul would never dissipate.So Jiro and I made another ancient black gold sword at the same time without telling the whole Zhang family, and prepared to dissolve the soul of Zhan'er in this ancient black gold knife, but before that, we need to lure the soul of Zhan'er away back.

Oral transmission from generation to generation of our patriarch:

The ultimate flower blooms to draw the soul out,

Huang Quanqi;

Blossoms on the other side draw souls back,

Forget Chuan stay.

The ultimate flower, this flower has four layers, the first layer is red with eight petals, the second layer is 120 eight petals translucent pink, the third layer is white with eight petals, and the fourth layer is yellow with four petals.

Zhang Qiling and Zhang Zhan saw the description of the ultimate flower here, and at the same time turned their heads to look at the dried flower that had just been taken out and put on the table. Although it was air-dried, it was not difficult to see that it basically matched the description.

"So the secret that the Zhang family has guarded for generations is this flower?!" Zhang Zhan curled his lips, Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, then seemed to have thought of something, and returned to his expressionless face.

"No, I guess it's just a duplicate name." If the ultimate is really a flower, then what the Zhang family has done for thousands of years is not in line with the situation of protecting this flower.

The two continued to look down.Therefore, I took out the ultimate flower in the box during the time when the patriarch took over. Only the ultimate flower can bring back Zhan'er's soul. Zhang Zhan's soul, who entered the Samadhi True Fire together with him, will immediately lead his main soul back into the knife, and this knife will be completed, and Zhan'er will never dissipate.And this knife replaces the ultimate flower in the pole building.

What my brother and I have done is really a betrayal of the clan, and the two of us feel uneasy.So I recorded this matter in my notes, and put it together with the resurrected ultimate flower in the box. I wanted to hand it over to the next patriarch when he succeeded, but I didn't expect that 800 years later, there would be civil strife in the Zhang family.The reason is that the terrain of the dragon vein has changed suddenly, the black gold vein is no longer there, the refining line is no longer needed by the clan, and my brother's line was finally abandoned in the Zhang family's mansion in Sizhou City.I'm afraid that if my family knows that I used the ultimate flower without authorization, my younger brother's lineage may be in danger of life, so I can only set up a trap at the bottom of the Sizhou mansion, and hide the wooden box in the refining room, waiting for the descendants of the Zhang family to come and get it.

My brother likes scorpions, especially golden scorpions.Therefore, there is a pair of gold scorpions in the refining room, one male and one female, who are fed with liquid black gold stained with unicorn blood all year round, and are accompanied by the sound of the green flute and the wooden box every day. next to the box.The scorpion lives long, and the wooden box protects it for a hundred years.

Seeing this, the two finally had some understanding of the Sizhou ancient tomb. No wonder the scorpion is not afraid of Qilin's blood.It is estimated that there are so many golden scorpions after the death of the owner, and the scorpions have reproduced for generations, and the refining room is located at the bottom of the lake, which is humid all the year round and no one takes care of it. A symbiotic relationship was formed.

"Is this person who likes scorpions my father?" Zhang Zhan was a little confused. She didn't understand the meaning of the so-called father, let alone she had no memory of getting along with this person.But from the lines, it is not difficult to see that her father and her uncle love her very much, otherwise they would not have violated the family rules.

"Ah."

"Zhang Qiling, I can't think of them, but I feel a little uncomfortable, as if something is grabbing me, what should I do?" Zhang Zhan cried unconsciously as he spoke.

Zhang Qiling didn't know what to say, because like her, he had no memory of her father.He could only wipe away the tears left by Zhang Zhan with his slender fingers, and hug her into his arms.