The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Ouch..."

Black fog, dense and opaque black fog.

The vague roar of wild beasts is mixed with chaos and madness, and only the teeth and claws are showing in the diffuse black fog.

Zhang Leyao couldn't see the form clearly, and could only see a pair of blood-red eyes, which were filled with cruelty and disorder. They were different from any monster she had ever seen.

...where are the guards?

...Where is the offering?

Where did the people go?

She hid beside the stone, curling up and trembling. She is just a small monk in the induction period. Let alone a demon, even ten strong men who are successful in martial arts can make her unable to resist.

"Tuk tuk..."

"Tuk tuk..."

The footsteps of the owner of those eyes gradually became distant.

Zhang Leyao silently stuck his head out, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally dodged the thing.

It started to rain in the sky, sparsely, a little warm, and even her mind relaxed.

Wait...how can this rain be warm...

She was momentarily overwhelmed by great fear, and turned around with a trembling body.

——A huge evil thing that can no longer be called a demon wolf opened its petal-like mouthparts, and countless fleshy whiskers protruded from the mouthparts, screaming and spreading the purest chaos, and swallowed her in an instant Eating food didn't even leave her a chance to be infected and alienated, leaving only a pool of saliva...

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Zhang Leyao woke up on the chariot. She was a member of Shenxia who had fled from the big house. This time her father was ill and sent her back to her hometown to worship her ancestors.

She picked up the bronze mirror and saw only a pale face soaked in sweat. She opened the curtain again and shouted in shock:

"Zhao Congfeng, Li Congfeng, are you there?"

"What's the matter, little lady?"

The two Dharma ministers came forward together and were very concerned about her.

"It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter..."

The great boundary of Zhongtian has an unknown geometry and is vast and boundless. Lantian was really tired from Shenxia to Xiantang. Even after passing through several teleportation portals and riding a chariot with a hybrid demon, he had already been away from home for more than ten days.

The two worshipers only thought that Zhang Leyao was in poor condition.

Zhang Leyao looked at the two offerings outside the curtain, and then at the two teams of guard servants beside the chariot, and then felt relieved.

The sun is getting late. I wonder if I can reach Lantian City within today.

However, she didn't notice that a faint black mist was rising between the rocks...

"The sun is getting late." After Zhang Yuan arranged the room for Zhang Qinghe and handed over all kinds of miscellaneous things, it was already afternoon.

He finally found a boy and went to the old house.

Lantian City is not as big as Chang'an in the Immortal Tang Dynasty, but for ordinary people, it is quite difficult to travel all over the city.

The four-bedroom old house is in a remote location, far away from where the main residence of the Zhang family is located.

Although it is an exaggeration, it is literal, referring only to distance.

The young man is not good at cultivation, so his efficiency is extremely slow in his eyes. So Zhang Qinghe is quite embarrassed.

After wandering for an unknown amount of time, we finally arrived at a dilapidated courtyard.

The cobwebs are dark and the door lintel is covered with mold. Zhang Qinghe is sure that no one has set foot here in recent years.

Could it be that his cheap father knew that the party was about to lose, so he made preparations at home in advance?

But why did the Zhang family only inform me on the invitation in recent days? No matter how mean a family is, they will not settle down with a pile of worthless inheritance - in my impression, Zhang Buqi is very poor. As for Gong Zheng, the chief censor, he is most afraid of being gossiped about.

What's more, it's coming back after a few years. Even if he gets rich, it doesn't make sense. As long as the Zhang family doesn't tell him, he will never know what Zhang Buqi left for him. Even if it weren't for the invitation to this ancestor worship ceremony, he would almost have nothing to do with the Zhang family in Lantian.

However, he only thought rationally for a moment, and his mind suddenly became chaotic again. He vaguely opened the door and entered the four-bedroom old house...

It seemed that getting what Zhang Buqi left behind became his only obsession at this moment.

"This smells really strong."

There is a lot of spring rain in Guanzhong. Although it is drier than the small cities around the East China Sea, it still makes the rotten wood emit an unspeakable odor.

This is the result of many years of accumulation.

As for the interior, there was a pungent itching from the dust. The five senses of immortal cultivators are extremely sensitive, but they cannot be immaculate before returning to the original state.

So Zhang Qinghe was even more miserable than the boy.

How uncomfortable.

There were only some shabby utensils and furniture in the main hall of the old house, as if they had been moved away in a hurry.

Zhang Qinghe can imagine that the demise of a faction is often followed by the depression and trauma of countless relationships behind it.

Sifang is such a victim.

He patrolled several side houses, trying to find any clues among the rags, rust, iron and rotten wood.

nothing.

Judging from the results of the search just now, there is nothing else in the old house except the debris left after the move.

Zhang Qinghe frowned and became confused.

He had forgotten to ask Manager Zhang where the things his cheap father had left for him were.

The four-bedroom old house is not too small. It may not be practical to explore every corner until nightfall.

But it’s normal not to be in a conspicuous place.

Zhang Qinghe was making excuses for himself. If those things could be found in a conspicuous place at will, wouldn't the handymen who moved the things and the idlers who wandered around have been intercepted along the way?

He tried to find a possible place to store something.

And no longer look at those rotten cabinets and dusty curtains.

If something is to be preserved for a long time, the thing in which it is stored is particularly important.

Maybe there is a secret compartment?

Zhang Qinghe thought like this and shook his head again.

Since the Zhang family's letter only stated in an understatement that the things were in the old house, it must have been expected that he would be able to find them, and if there were any hidden secrets, he would definitely point them out.

At this time, the boy in yellow clothes waiting outside the hospital spoke.

"What are you looking for, young master? But if you ask me to help you, two people will get there faster than one person."

Zhang Qinghe thought about it. Others might be able to spot the blind spots that he couldn't find. He waved his hand and asked the boy to come closer and describe it a little bit.

"It should be a package. I don't know what's inside. But there should be a mark on the outside that it should be left with me. Otherwise, the owner won't know that this thing is going to be handed over to me."

"Hey, young master, I told you earlier.

In the fourth room, there is a special storage room in the backyard of the old house. Most of the useful or valuable items that are not necessary to take away are left there. I also ask the young master to come with me..."

Zhang Qinghe followed the boy in yellow in a daze, feeling a little dazed. Is there a storage room in the backyard? Why didn't I find out just now...

The boy in yellow lowered his head and led the way with familiarity, as if he had walked this road many times.

step……

Two steps...

Three steps...

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