"I can't hide anything from you. Jiang Changan said helplessly, but Zhang Yunzhi saw this at a glance, which was also in his expectation.

The one who goes to Jingzhou must be Jiang Chang'an, who is alone, and Jiang Chang'an, who has nothing to do with Jiangzhou, which is also the main purpose of his willingness to follow Jiang Qizhen back to Jiangzhou this time.

Jiang Qizhen said that his mother was seriously ill from the beginning, he didn't believe it, not to mention anything else, if it was really his mother's serious illness, Zhang Bucai would have been busy working around the Jiang family a long time ago, where would he have spare time to go to Cangzhou with Jiang Qizhen?

In other words, even if Jiang Qizhen didn't go to him, Jiang Changan would return to Jiangzhou once.

"Are you worried about affecting the Jiang family?" asked Zhang Yunzhi.

Jiang Changan said respectfully: "What Chang'an wants to do by himself will not affect anyone. ”

"Have you ever wondered what the consequences of doing this will be?"

Jiang Chang'an said: "The disciple knows that there is a chance that he will not be able to come back, but even if the result is not so good, at least the disciple has tried, and the remaining wish is enough." ”

Zhang Yunzhi sighed: "You still have a grudge, you have a grudge against the Jiang family......

"How confused Mr. is, it's not that the disciple has a grudge against the Jiang family, but what the Jiang family has done is chilling. The three-year disciple of Cangzhou has thought countless times that if he dies in Cangzhou, he is afraid that the end will not even be as good as my second brother. ”

Zhang Yunzhi looked at him and asked, "Do you hate your grandfather?"

Jiang Changan smiled slightly: "The disciple doesn't hate anyone, he only hates that he didn't have the ability to protect the people around him at the beginning." Mr. Pang once taught me that learning Danshu is to better protect the people around me, and if I can keep the people around me from being harmed in this life, I will be content. But the disciple, did not do it. ”

Zhang Yunzhi was silent, and the two stood like this for a while, Jiang Changan almost forgot the purpose of his trip, and asked, "I wonder if Mr. has heard of Shi Jing?"

"Stone Spirit!" Zhang Yunzhi thought for a while and said: "Stone Spirit, born and raised, nurtured in the stone, feeds on the dense aura every day, and when the time is ripe, the melon is ripe and falls, it is a spiritual object for heaven and earth." But what exactly is in it is another matter. Are you talking about the stone spirit in the Nituo Temple a while ago?"

"Exactly, everything has already settled, who knew that something happened and came to Jiangzhou. Jiang Chang'an pondered: "The disciple thought to himself, if this stone is a living thing, it would be good to say, but if this is a ghast, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

"Even if the Jiang family has been a royal spirit for generations, but as Mr. said, the power of the stone spirit is not comparable to ordinary people, and the disciple can't make up his mind in his heart, so he came to ask Mr. for a way. “

The corners of Zhang Yunzhi's mouth hooked upwards and grinned, "Do you have no idea, or are you worried that you don't have the ability to submit?"

"There is a way to do this, but there is a lack of a way to keep it, so I bother Mr. Jiang Changan said embarrassedly.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, the stone spirit is a spiritual thing, and besides, your strength is already poor......"

"......" Jiang Changan raised three black lines on his brows.

......

After chatting until the middle of the night, Jiang Changan walked out of the Star Picking Tower with a picture scroll in his heart, and he felt a little more sure.

When I looked up, it was the second half of the night.

Jiang Chang'an hurriedly left the Jiang Mansion, did not drive Changhong, but walked to a remote street in the east of the city.

In the remote location of the eastern part of the city, there are few houses and residences, and most of them are planted with plum blossom forests, and the plum blossoms are fragrant, exactly the same as five years ago.

The floral, pale pink color paved on the dirt road, accompanied by the snow that has not yet melted, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is snow or flower mud.

This down-to-earth feeling can just make Jiang Changan distinguish, the feeling of stepping on the snow and stepping on the flowers are diametrically opposed, one is comforting, and the other is distressing.

It was in this place many years ago that a teenager tricked a little girl into her first kiss with a puzzle of "Li Bai buys wine".

It's just that the marriage contract is broken, and the lover must also be ruthless!

In the night breeze, Jiang Changan took out the tea on his waist and took a sip, and drank for a long time: "The flowers can be broken and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break the ......branches."

I only feel that the special flower tea brewed by the fairy bee and the white spirit flower is also tasteless at this time, and it loses its sweetness.

Jiang Changan wanted to drink, and his pace was a little faster.

Jiang Changan desperately wanted to hurry up to the broken thatched hut and take a few sips happily, not to be an alcoholic, but to be a drunkard.

I wonder if the broken thatched hut behind the flower forest is still there? I wonder if the fortune teller who waits for someone in front of the door all day is still there?

Jiang Changan walked like the wind, but he was reluctant to break another petal.

Not long after, the dilapidated thatched house appeared in front of me, and the reason why it was half a barren courtyard was actually because the earthen wall in the northeast of the courtyard was dug up and patched to make up for the broken tiles and leaks on the roof.

Seeing a long and torn stash cloth banner inserted in front of the door, and smelling the fragrance of old wine on the tip of his nose, Jiang Changan smiled childishly, without the slightest hint of the false frame of everyone's son, let alone the simplicity of the thatched hut, and strode in.

There is only one thatched hut in the courtyard, and the furnishings in the house are very simple.

A stone platform is used as a table, and two slightly sleek stones are used as stools. The hay on the side barely looked like a bed.

"Little boy, you're back. ”

There are no waves, no surprises, no compassion in this sentence, just plain, as if knowing that he will come at this moment today, and only he will come.

The man who spoke leaned on a mat made of hay, and he was sixty years old, with gray hair and a purple face, but his eyes had no pupils, and only the whites of his eyes were filled!

Jiang Changan was not surprised, and he didn't care at all about the tattered black and white fortune-telling clothes on his body, so he pulled a stone bench and hid directly beside him.

He does not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, nor does he have a high temperament, and he only has the unique "stinginess" of a small man in the market, not a big person.

Jiang Changan only knew that the people in the city called this person Bu Blind, who relied on fortune-telling to earn some money to live, and when he had plenty of money, he took out a few dollars to buy wine and drink, and he didn't know anything else.

Jiang Changan took out two jars of good wine: "Uncle Bu, the kid brought two jars of wine, no longer the five poisonous brews that taste the same as horse urine, according to what you said, they are all champions for more than 20 years." ”

If he can say that the five poisonous brews that have been stored in Jiangfu for fifteen years taste the same as horse urine, I am afraid that he is the only one in the entire Jiangzhou.

As soon as Jiang Changan unveiled the sealing mud, the old blind man quickly pouted, sniffed his nose, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's good wine, what the old man asked Gongzi to do was just a joke, I never thought that Gongzi would take it seriously......"

"Uncle Bu saved the kid's life, if the kid even forgets this little thing, what is the difference between him and the beast?" haha......" Jiang Changan took out two jade cups and poured them over first, watching him evaluate with anticipation.

Despite his destituteness, he did not drink like some hungry drunkards.

The blind man first carefully put the wine glass under his nose and sniffed it for a moment, and then it was like drinking a bowl of hot soup, and he took small sips.

Jiang Changan also poured himself a cup, and learned as if he was like this: "Uncle Bu, when I was sick for the first time, the Jiang Mansion was helpless, if you hadn't suddenly appeared in the Jiang Mansion and said that there is such a thing as the Earth Heart Fire Eye Fruit in the world, the kid would not have survived now......"

Bu Blind Man shook his head and said: "The little boy's words are bad, if it weren't for the third son, Jiang Lingfeng, who found the Earth Heart Fire Eye Fruit from a dangerous place, the old man, no matter how much the blind man said, it would be useless." ”

Jiang Changan smiled, was silent for a while, raised his eyes and asked, "What does Uncle Bu mean when he said that the kid had the name of the Blue Emperor and the body of the Martial God?"

The jade cup in the blind man's hand paused, and the wind outside the window was obviously more urgent, passing through the hall and hitting the faces of the two.

"It's just the old man who said casually that day, don't take it seriously. ”

Jiang Changan said: "What you said many years ago that the Jiang family would have an immortal disaster, just because there was a person in the Jiang family who killed too much, what happened?"

"Cause and effect reincarnation, retribution is unpleasant, and ......"