I can see the book of life and death

Smelling the fragrant aroma in the wine jar and taking a sip, Zhang Jishi's face was full of disbelief.

"You said this was brewed by Mingtu?"

Zhang Mingtu nodded. This cheap father was always surprised.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Jishi digested the news.

He pointed his finger at the table and thought deeply.

"Leave it to the family? Why don't you open a restaurant? With this wine as a sign, the restaurant will definitely be able to open."

He looked at the relationship between Wang Yulan and his wife for so many years, and of course he knew that Wang Yulan had an obsession in her heart, which was to open a restaurant.

At that time, his father-in-law, Wang Yulan's father, had no children, so he passed down all his cooking skills to her, and also passed down his will.

Open a restaurant so that the inheritance of the Wang family will not be interrupted.

Zhang Mingtu didn't know the reason for this. Seeing that his father still wanted to open a restaurant, he said directly: "Then let's open another restaurant. The fact that the recipe is given to the family doesn't mean we can't use it.

"The wine brewed by the family can also be sold in restaurants."

"Besides, you are not young at all. You can open a restaurant with your mother. You don't need to be a escort every day, and it can be regarded as a craft to make a living."

"The restaurant needs to recruit waiters, and you can also find them from the escort agency."

"In the escort agency, there are always escorts. How can you come to a restaurant and work as a cook?"

There is no solution to this Zhang Mingtu itself, but the Book of Life and Death has already given the answer.

"Of course the young and strong can act as darts, but what about those who are old and frail or injured due to darts?"

"They are raised by their families."

Zhang Jishi responded without thinking, but he was more of a tough talker, but actually he had some confidence in his heart.

Those who can act as darts are those who are brave, careful and passionate.

Suddenly he became disabled and unable to act as a escort. Although he was supported by his family, he was always unwilling to accept it and wanted to do something to prove himself.

Not for anything else, just to prove that he is not a loser who only relies on his family to support himself.

They don't lack money and food, what they lack is a sense of identity.

He had four or five older brothers who were depressed and unhappy because of this incident.

It would be a good thing if we could find something to do for them now.

As for retirement…

Zhang Jishi touched the left side of his abdomen. He was stabbed there when he was walking darts. The wound has not yet completely healed, and he still feels a dull pain.

"Retire now and open a restaurant..."

Thinking in his mind, Zhang Jishi planned silently.

"It's not urgent to discuss such a serious matter when we get back. Your father won't be leaving for three or two days. Let's eat first and try the wild boar your son brought back to see if my skills have deteriorated."

Wang Yulan didn't say much, but Zhang Jishi remembered the expectation in his eyes.

…

In the master bedroom, everything was done, and the couple lay together, chatting privately.

"How long will you stay back this time?"

"Let's wait and see first. If the restaurant can open, I won't go out from now on."

Thinking of his wife's expectant eyes, and the sudden sight of his wife and son together today, and feeling the dull pain in his waist and abdomen, Zhang Jishi sighed in his heart.

He has been a escort for many years, but he has no dream of being in the world.

If possible, he would like to stay at home, with his wife making soup and teaching his son martial arts.

"Aren't you going out?"

The wife's words contained surprise.

"The family has no shortage of money, food and clothing, and our son is almost grown up. Why go out and accept the bad news? I won't go out."

"I'll go discuss it with the clan leader tomorrow."

"Hmph, don't break your promise and get fat."

…

Lying quietly on the bed, Zhang Mingtu bent his legs slightly, not falling asleep for a while, and thinking silently in his mind.

"The things at home have come to an end, and my boxing skills are quite good. I want to try and kill the county prince?"

Even at midnight, he could dream about being forced to jump off a cliff by the county prince.

Before then, he would wake up from his dream with an unquenchable murderous intention in his heart.

The tiger demon is good at practicing bone boxing in all aspects, except for one thing: his murderous intent.

Moreover, when the murderous intention is ignited, it is difficult to suppress it.

"With mental arithmetic but no intention, I can kill the county prince, but how will I deal with the aftermath?"

Zhang Mingtu was vaguely worried, but if he didn't kill him, Zhang Jili's safety would be a problem, and even his own safety would be a big problem.

Zhang Jili was vigilant. If he didn't go to the back mountain for a short period of time, he could avoid a murderous attempt. However, according to the behavior of the county magistrate, he would still enjoy killing people in the mountains for three years.

Zhang Mingtu couldn't guarantee whether he would encounter it.

Now if this matter could be dealt with in advance, of course everyone would be happy, but he had no choice.

He wanted to change, but the education and moral restraints he had received for many years made it impossible for him to commit murder immediately, and he was very entangled in his heart.

Before falling asleep, as usual, look through the book of life and death in your mind.

Before, after practicing martial arts for more than half a month, there was not much change in life and death, but now when I look back, there is a faint light shining through.

Zhang Mingtu felt happy and looked around.

All the ink on the ancient scroll disappeared, and the cover changed again.

The clouds and mist are rolling, and the black and white are changing.

Finally, the cover has a black background, showing a black and red woven wedding dress.

"The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes"

Zhang Mingtu was born in 808 Daxia Calendar. He was quite talented in martial arts and had extraordinary martial arts skills when he was young. He died in 835 Daxia Calendar.

"Relationships still only last ten years?"

Zhang Mingtu was not depressed. He had read the Book of Life and Death so many times that he was used to it.

Unless the book of life and death says that he will die tomorrow, he will not be frightened at all.

I waited patiently, and sure enough, not long after, the pages in my mind turned and lines of fonts appeared.

Force is the basis for protecting property, but there is more than just force in the world.

When wealth exceeds a certain limit, it is difficult to protect it solely by personal force, and more things are needed to protect it.

Otherwise, you are just making wedding clothes for others.

What happens every day is nothing new; it has been written down in history books.

But a grain of ashes of the times is like a mountain when it falls on an individual's head.

The family collapsed!

When it was at its peak and drinks were sold all over Jiangnan West Road, it collapsed.

The soldiers from the Yamen surrounded every corner of the family, accusing them of treason.

No one could imagine how the Zhang family, who made a living by drinking and drinking, could rebel. However, letters exchanged between traitors, as well as armor and crossbow arrows were found from their home.

What a powerful force compared to thousands of troops.

Have you ever seen a thousand arrows fired in unison?

The world is covered by arrows, and no one can survive in such a situation.

I have transformed marrow and exchanged blood, all the meridians in my body are open, I have developed true energy, and I have body-protecting true energy all over my body, but I will only suffer a few more arrows.

I angrily asked the head of the family why he rebelled?

The head of the family just looked at me with pity and shook his head after a long time.

"It doesn't matter whether we are rebelling or not, it's just that someone is interested in our family business."