Skilled in managing a house

"I don't know these things. That person never told me. In fact, he rarely asks me to do things. This is the first time." The wheelchair man said.

"In this way..." Zhang Yu nodded.

"I have said everything I know, and your doubts have been solved. Of course, there may be some that have not been solved, but I don't know those... I hope you can remember my words..." The wheelchair man Having said this, he raised his hand again and then suddenly slapped his forehead.

"You..." Seeing him like this, Zhang Yu quickly shouted, "Wait..."

Unfortunately, Zhang Yu's words obviously didn't work this time, and the wheelchair man was determined to die.

With a "bang", his palm slapped his forehead heavily, and then dropped weakly. His body slumped backwards, and the back of his head rested on the back of the wheelchair.

The wheelchair man's eyes were closed, and it could be seen that he had closed his eyes. In his heart, there seemed to be nothing left to cherish.

"Senior..." Seeing the wheelchair man die like this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel a burst of pain in his heart.

To be honest, he didn't have much interaction with people in wheelchairs, they just competed with each other.

But the man in the wheelchair is Pan Yun's father after all. According to Wen Qiong, the man in the wheelchair has a tragic past. In Wen Qiong's view, the wheelchair man's ending was caused by her. Otherwise, the wheelchair man would not be disabled and might live a happy ordinary life.

Everything is always so helpless.

Zhang Yu understands the mood of people in wheelchairs, and also understands the pain and helplessness in the hearts of people in wheelchairs.

This may be the end, and maybe this will be the best ending.

Maybe even the wheelchair user himself knows that he really looks like a ghost now. He doesn't dare to see Wen Qiong at all, or even take a look in the dark. He was even more afraid to see his daughter, he had no face to see her.

Ling Hongzi, Zhen Yizi, and Zhang Yinling all heard the conversation between the wheelchair man and Zhang Yu. Even Master Song and Master Mingzhen who were sitting paralyzed on the altar could hear it clearly.

Their eyes were now focused on the wheelchair man, and then on Zhang Yu.

After a while, Zhen Yizi and others slowly got up from the ground. Master Mingzhen and Master Song also stood up and got off the altar.

Zhang Yinling saw that everyone else was getting up and quickly asked about her father's condition. Seeing his daughter caring so much about him, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but feel relieved and said, "I'm fine... By the way, I suspect there is medicine to treat internal injuries. Bring it out to me... I'll be fine if I'm late..."

"Okay..." Zhang Yinling quickly found the medicine bottle from her father's arms, poured out the elixir from it, and gave it to her father to take.

Zhang Zhenren is worthy of being the biological son of the Heavenly Master, and the medicine he carries is quite precious. He asked his daughter to help him up, and then distributed the medicine to treat internal injuries to other people.

The injured people took the medicine and felt better, and then they all walked towards Zhang Yu.

When they came to Zhang Yu's side, there were not many people from Tianshi Mansion and Maoshan Sect. Mingzhen Lao Dao and Song Zhenren all looked embarrassed.

The people from Wudang Sect and Baiyunguan were invited by Old Man Qiao before, and they also helped Old Man Qiao fill the stage and compete with the people from Tianshi Mansion and Maoshan Sect. Fortunately, not only was Old Man Qiao's true identity revealed, but he also discovered that the Qiao family had such a secret. What was even more embarrassing was that they almost died here.

"Zhang Yu, who is the person you are talking about?" Zhang Yinling asked first as soon as she came over.

"I don't know either." Zhang Yu said directly.

"How could you not know... You also said that that person wanted to meet him... and you said he had a daughter. Who is it..." Zhang Yinling's curiosity was indeed very serious, so she asked this question. While saying this, she pointed at the wheelchair man.

In fact, it's not just Zhang Yinling who is curious, but everyone else is as well. They all could see that Zhang Yu and the wheelchair man knew each other.

"It's nothing, it's all in the past." Of course it was impossible for Zhang Yu to say Wen Qiong's name.

"Why are you so mysterious..." Zhang Yinling pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Master Zhang immediately glanced at his daughter, then looked at Zhang Yu, and said: "Fellow Taoist, listen to this person, this is the base of the person who taught him cultivation, and there are many important things stored in it. ...I don’t know what these things are, can we find them out first..."

Everyone present, in addition to being curious about the person Zhang Yu talked about when he was talking to the wheelchair man, was also very concerned about what was hidden in this place. However, the wheelchair man has committed suicide, and no one knows that Dong XZ is here. Fortunately, this place is only so big. If you look carefully, you will definitely be able to find it.

Zhang Yu didn't say anything. In fact, he was quite curious about what was stored in it. But he also thought of what the wheelchair man said to him before he died, as if he didn't want him to find those things and get those things.

After all, what the wheelchair man said makes sense, martial arts are different from martial arts. They are all famous sects with rich heritage and countless masters, but in his Wudang Taoist Temple, except for a few people such as Zhang Yu and Grand Master Uncle, the disciples of his sect have just started practicing and are unable to compete with others.

Although Grand Master's uncle's cultivation is unfathomable, the person who teaches the wheelchair man the skills is also an extremely skilled person.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yu said: "Everyone, you are all injured. God knows whether the place where things are stored is in danger. Pindao thinks we should go back first."

These words immediately reminded everyone, didn't they? Everyone was either injured or exhausted, and was unable to fight anymore. If there is another danger, how can we save our lives? It is obviously not appropriate to rely on Zhang Yu alone.

Without waiting for others to speak, Master Song was the first to say: "Yes, what fellow Taoist said is absolutely true. I also think that we should go up first and then talk."

"Yes, yes... we go up first and then talk... As for what is there, we at Baiyun Temple have absolutely no intention of getting involved..." Ming Zhen said.

No matter what there is here, he doesn't intend to take it. This time he has already lost it. Even if there is something good, he is too embarrassed to actually get a share of it. Being able to save one's life is better than anything else.

Zhen Yizi also nodded and said: "That makes sense, let's go up first. When we look back, we can have someone come down to check."

Seeing everyone saying this, Zhang Yu nodded naturally. The big guys can't go up directly. They need to clean up the battlefield and take back all the magic weapons they have knocked out. What's more, there are also magic weapons left behind by Heming Laodao and Qian Qian.

For these things, others are naturally embarrassed to take them for themselves. The people were all killed by Zhang Yu, so of course the magical weapons must also belong to Zhang Yu. Regarding these things, Zhang Yu also did his part.