Xijing East City, Greentown Park Family.

Zhang Yun leaned lazily on the sofa, lying beside him like a ball of snowball-like bread.

One man and one dog, staring blankly at the goose feather snow that had been falling outside the balcony for two days and one night, surprisingly quiet.

It has been a month since the battle of Bashui, and Zhang Yunxian has been nesting in his house for a month, and he has not even stepped out of the door.

He felt he had a lot to figure out.

Regarding the supernatural and the cultivators, these non-ordinary human beings that really exist in the world, Zhang Yunxian thinks that what he knows so far is only the tip of the iceberg.

The sky in his own body, and the one who resurrected himself, but he never felt it, did not know what kind of miraculous thing it was.

There was also the blinding white light used by the white-shirted man to pass through the space, and he vaguely felt some familiar feelings in his mind, but he couldn't remember what it was.

The real world, which I had lived in for twenty-two years, suddenly became so bizarre.

Zhang Yunxian occasionally thinks crankily, whether he was not resurrected in the original world after death, but just came to a parallel space, without knowing it.

He still misses Liu Xiaomei.

Originally, he helped Linglong solve Wu Tianming's troubles, and he passed the internship test of the Crescent Group, and he wanted to go to the imperial capital with Linglong to report as soon as possible.

But what caught him off guard was that before Linglong could return to the imperial capital, he suddenly received a new order from the Crescent Moon Group.

said that two supernatural beings suddenly disappeared mysteriously in Spring City, so she immediately changed her route and went to the homes of the two supernatural people to learn more about the situation with their families.

Linglong called Zhang Yunxian that day, and her tone was very eager, and she just said this simply.

It's over, so he doesn't have to worry about the jade pendant, and enjoys the last New Year's holiday that belongs to ordinary college students with peace of mind.

Peace of mind?

Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but shake his head, for an orphan, the New Year, which means a family reunion, just tells him that he is one year older, what else can it mean?

After his physical strength was promoted to the middle rank of the sage, Zhang Yunxian did not need to rely on meteorites, he could also breathe in the cosmic essence by himself, and after several days of careful observation, he found that every morning, that is, the period before and after dawn, was the time when the cosmic essence was the most vigorous.

For the rest of the day, the essence in the air is thin and almost invisible.

Another point was that since he could breathe in the cosmic essence, his need for food and sleep seemed to have been greatly reduced, and sometimes he didn't eat anything for two or three days, but he didn't have any obvious hunger, and often at night, there was no sign of sleepiness.

Could it be that if you continue to practice, you can really increase your life for three to five hundred years as Xiao said, and you can't become an immortal?

Actually, when Zhang Yunxian thought of these in his heart, he was quite longing.

Thinking of Xiao, Zhang Yunxian tried very hard to communicate with him a few times, but the thoughts sent by the spiritual power seemed to sink into the sea, and he never received any response from him.

In the past month, Zhang Yunxian has basically exhaled the essence of the universe in the early morning and practiced spiritual power to make dreams at night.

Most of the rest of the time was spent as it is now, sitting lazily and motionless.

Outside the balcony, the cold wind was raging and the snow was falling.

In the large and empty room, it was warm as spring, and there was silence.

"Snowflakes fluttering, the north wind is ......"

A ringtone interrupted Zhang Yunxian's thoughts, and he came back to his senses and took his phone from the coffee table.

"Zhang Yunxian, I'm Jiang Mengting. ”

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the beautiful policeman in uniform with a jealous and hateful face.

"Oh, Officer Jiang, hello, what's the matter?"

"You're the Night Man, aren't you?"

Zhang Yunxian felt that the identity of the night man might not be needed for him in the future, so there was no need to hide it, although he didn't know that Jiang Mengting only remembered to ask him now, but he still admitted it truthfully.

"Yes, Officer Jiang, I'm the Night Man. I'm very sorry for the trouble I caused you, but I promise it won't. ”

Jiang Mengting seemed relieved on the other end of the phone.

"Then what happened to the Meng family last night, did you do it?"

"What is the matter?" asked Zhang Yunxian in some surprise.

"Don't you know? Old man Hong Shenghong, who was drinking at Meng's house last night, was kidnapped by a mysterious person wearing a night mask. ”

"What?" Jiang Mengting's words made Zhang Yunxian stand up from the sofa all of a sudden.

Pretending to be the Night Man? Who is so creative?

"I'm just confirming, if it wasn't for you, I remind you not to appear in Xijing City as a night hero recently......"

Jiang Mengting herself couldn't tell why she trusted Zhang Yunxian so much, so many people in the Meng family saw it with their own eyes, the black windbreaker, Bao Gong's face, it was definitely the night man's doing.

But her intuition was that it was impossible for Zhang Yunxian to do such a thing.

Zhang Yunxian hung up the phone, explained to the bread and locked the door, then hurriedly got out of the garage and drove in the direction of Meng's house.

The snow is very heavy, the snow is almost half a foot thick, and the sanitation workers on the main street are constantly sprinkling snow melting agent to prevent the roads from icing and affecting urban traffic.

Zhang Yun was idle in the mighty traffic jam brigade, slowly moving forward. If it weren't for the fear of scaring passers-by in the daytime, it would be better to run around quickly.

From the east of the city to the south of the city, more than 30 kilometers, Zhang Yun drove for more than an hour.

The Meng family is a very famous scholarly family in Xijing since modern times, in just three hundred years in the old era, the Meng family has produced six court members of more than three grades, the highest official position, the cabinet scholar.

As for the officials of the Meng family below the third grade, there are countless of them, at least more than a hundred.

When the country was established in China, the Meng family withered, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and there were still many children of the Meng family in the political circles of the imperial capital, Shencheng and Xijing.

can be ranked among the four major families in Xijing, it can be seen that the energy of the Meng family is extraordinary.

Zhang Yunxian came once before when he took revenge, and he was familiar with it.

The Meng family still lives in the old-fashioned Chinese buildings left over from the last century, with a magnificent door, and after entering is a wide courtyard, which is a regular courtyard pattern with three entrances and three exits.

"Who are you looking for?"

Meng Yu, who was coming out of Old Man Meng's house, saw Zhang Yunxian standing in the courtyard of his house and looking around, and asked a little strangely.

Zhang Yunxian saw that it was Meng Yu, and knew that he was wearing a mask when he beat him last time, and he didn't know himself.

So he pretended to be curious and asked, "I heard that the Night Man kidnapped a person here last night?"

Meng Yuhu glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that ordinary people did not have the courage to run to Meng's house to inquire about the news.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yunxian thought for a while, and whispered a little mysteriously: "Crescent Group, have you heard of it?"

Meng Yu was taken aback: "You...... You say you're ...... Huaxia that ...... The occult department?"

Zhang Yunxian saw that the name of the Crescent Moon Group was still very useful, and nodded: "I heard that last night's incident was related to the Night Man, so I came here to find out about the situation." Were you there?"

Meng Yu hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and replied dumbfoundedly: "In ...... I'm here...... I was with ...... at the time Grandpa and Grandpa Hong...... Drink in one piece. ”

"Then can you see clearly, is it indeed the Night Man who is here?"

Meng Yu didn't think about it, and replied directly: "It's the dress of the Night Man, but it's not the Night Man!"

Zhang Yun's eyes lit up when he listened, and he asked, "How do you know?"

Meng Yu said with an affirmative face: "It was a woman who came last night!"