Sometimes, some old sayings you have to believe, there is no endless road, this sentence is not wrong at all, just when Zhang Jiayong was about to give up to find the Luo family, a stunned second ancestor gave him the opportunity to re-implement this plan.

"Boss, General, there's a young man outside, clamoring for the boss to get out and die. One of the men at the door came in to report, and when he said, "Get out and die," he paused, hesitating to repeat such an irreverent word.

Zhang Jiayong was a little confused, why did this happen again? Did he accidentally offend someone?

Zhang Jiayong and Zhang Xian glanced at each other, and then walked out of the house together, they wanted to see who it was this time.

When he came to the house, Zhang Jiayong saw a young man with a slightly red face, looking at his half-squinted and half-open eyes, and then looking at his standing posture, he looked drunk at first glance, and dared to be drunk! Beside the young man, there were two attendants.

However, in Zhang Jiayong's memory, it seems that he has never seen such a man, the younger generation of Wu Zhen, he has only had a holiday with Zhang Wei, and he is a person sent by Zhang Wei? It should be unlikely, looking at this young man's dress, he looks like a powerful son.

"You, you...... You're finally out, I've seen you in photos, you're Zhang Jiayong, right!" the young man swayed from side to side and pointed his finger at Zhang Jiayong, and said inarticulately.

"Who are you, we know each other?" asked Zhang Jiayong patiently.

"I, you don't even know Ben Shao?" When the young man spoke, one of them did not stand still and almost fell to the ground, but the attendants next to him quickly supported him.

"Spread out, Ben Shao is not drunk!" the young man shook his hand vigorously, telling his henchmen to let go of him.

Zhang Jiayong was speechless, such a drunken maniac couldn't pose the slightest threat to himself, he wanted to go back to the house, and it was a pure waste of time here.

"Xian, you can watch and deal with it, I'll go back and plan a trip to Devil's Mountain. Zhang Jiayong said to Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian nodded, indicating that he would handle it properly.

"Tell you, this young man is the young head of the Tang family, Tang Wuzhi! The leader of the Tang family in the future! The Tang family is the number one subsidiary force of the Luo family! You are a small commoner, you dare to offend the Luo family, you are simply impatient!" The young man said with his tongue wide open, and every time he said the end of each sentence, he would be extremely excited and accentuated.

Zhang Jiayong, who had just turned around and was about to enter the house, suddenly stopped his movements after hearing Tang Wuzhi's words, and then slowly turned around, rubbing his chin with his fingers, and his heart blossomed, this is really the road to the sky, and he actually sent such a living treasure to himself.

"Our ancient family is not something that you can imagine as a civilian, Tang Lang, the number one master of our Tang family, will take your life immediately, and those who know each other will obediently wait for death to give you a good time. Tang Wuzhi shook his head and said.

Zhang Jiayong gave Zhang Xian a look, Zhang Xian immediately understood, waved his hand left and right, and suddenly six people appeared, surrounded Tang Wuzhi and his two followers, and took down the two followers with one move, and then escorted Tang Wuzhi to Zhang Jiayong's approach.

"You, what are you going to do? Quickly let go of Ben Shao! Otherwise, you will not die well, and you will not be able to ...... Good death......" Tang Wuzhi was really drunk, and he would unconsciously make a pig cry when he spoke.

Zhang Jiayong pinched his nose, and the wine on Tang Wuzhi's body was suffocating, how much wine did he have to drink to be like this.

"Take him down to sober up. Zhang Jiayong said with a disgusted face.

"Then it seems that you still have to go to Luo's house first?" Zhang Xian asked back in the house.

"Well, give the Luo family a warning, you can go with me when the time comes, I'm afraid that if there is a master I can't handle. Zhang Jiayong said.

"No problem, but we still have to plan our trip to Devil's Mountain, and the necessary supplies must be prepared. Zhang Xian said with a serious face, Devil's Mountain, that's not a place to joke.

"Zuo Xiong's side should prepare the necessary supplies, I think we should anticipate some unexpected situations so that we can prepare a response plan in advance. Zhang Jiayong said, giving a few examples, such as sudden landslides, mudslides, or snowstorms.

"These are all small problems, and what I am most afraid of is that if we really find Devil's Mountain and enter it, but in case we encounter some mysterious forces, how will we deal with it. Zhang Xian said with a frown.

Zhang Xian told Zhang Jiayong before that he had been to Devil's Mountain, and when he went there, he was a team of people, and when he came back, he was the only one left, and the rest of the people were lost by the mysterious emergencies of Devil's Mountain, and they were in a state of uncertainty about life and death.

Zhang Jiayong nodded, this is indeed a problem, lost in Devil's Mountain, that is, it is really lost, don't think that you still have the positioning and navigation of your mobile phone, it doesn't exist, Zhang Xian said, the magnetic field there is a problem, and navigation doesn't work at all.

So, in case everyone separates at Devil's Mountain, how do you find each other?

"But don't worry, this time it's not the same as before, we have a hole card!" Zhang Xian smiled mysteriously, and then took out a card.

"What is this?" Zhang Jiayong pointed to the white card in Zhang Xian's hand in confusion.

"This thing, it's amazing, people used to call it a soul card. Zhang Xian introduced.

"Soul card?" Zhang Jiayong took the white card in Zhang Xian's hand, looked up and down carefully, and felt that there was nothing special.

"This soul card, which can only be made by people like Lu Dandan, is very rare, because there are not too many people like Lu Dandan. Zhang Xian continued.

"What's the use of that?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"You release some of your spiritual energy out. Zhang Xian said.

Zhang Jiayong nodded and did so, releasing a part of his spiritual energy, and then, Zhang Xian also released a part of his spiritual energy.

Then, Zhang Jiayong saw that the spiritual energy of the two was entangled, and they flew into the white soul card together!

"It turned out to be red, it seems that we have a lot of fate and a tacit understanding. After Zhang Xian saw this result, he was also slightly surprised.

"What does this mean?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"The soul marks of the two of us are already in this soul card, we are one and a half, as long as you are not dead, no matter where you are, I can find you through the guidance of the soul card!" Zhang Xian said.

Zhang Jiayong's eyes widened, thinking it was incredible, how could this be so similar to a prop in a certain cartoon, and such a magical thing really existed.

"We released our spiritual energy just now to leave a soul mark, right? If there is no spiritual energy, even if there is a soul card, it will not be used?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"Theoretically, yes, but it's just because Lu Dandan's strength is not strong enough, and when her strength is stronger, she can directly make the kind of soul card that even ordinary people can use. Zhang Xian explained.

Zhang Jiayong nodded, and then continued to ask, "Then what does this red mean? I think you seemed surprised just now." ”

"This red, I didn't expect that after the soul card was used, it would show the degree of compatibility between the two people according to the situation of the two people, generally the highest level is red, then orange, then blue, and finally green, blue and green may be more, some couples or brothers will reach orange, and those who can reach red are very few. Zhang Xian said.

"Isn't that good, it shows that we have a deep fate. Zhang Jiayong said with a smile, and then asked another question, whether three or more people could leave a mark on the same soul card.

Zhang Xian's answer was that yes, but generally in two to four people, any more will affect the effect of the soul card.

Next, Zhang Xian and Zhang Jiayong went out for lunch, and then came back and chatted for a while, making some plans for going to Devil's Mountain.

Zhang Jiayong nodded, and came to the basement with Zhang Xian, and then saw Tang Wuzhi who was wet.

In the basement now, there is Jerson, the small leader of the Red League, as well as Tang Lang, Tang Wuzhi. At this time, Tang Wuzhi was wet all over, and there were some marks on his face, which should have gone through a rough sobering process.

"Do you know where you are now?" asked Zhang Jiayong as he looked at the confused Tang Wuzhi.

"I—where am I?" asked Tang Wuzhi, trembling.

"I'm Zhang Jiayong, where do you say you are?" Zhang Jiayong reminded kindly.

"Ah! Are you Zhang Jiayong? You beat Luo Feng, right? You still dare to kidnap me? Let me tell you, our Tang family's master is on the way, so let me go as soon as you know each other, and I can still intercede for you and leave you with a whole corpse. Tang Wuzhi said with a bang.

Zhang Jiayong was amused, it seems that this Tang Wuzhi still hasn't figured out the situation, and he doesn't even know why he is here. Zhang Jiayong pointed to Tang Lang on the side, and motioned for Tang Wuzhi to turn his head and take a look.

Tang Wuzhi followed the direction of Zhang Jiayong's finger and saw Tang Lang who was in a coma and was tied up, and immediately called Mom, and then trembled.

"You guys, what did you do to him?" asked Tang Wuzhi tremblingly.

Zhang Jiayong made a motion to wipe his neck, and then stuck out his tongue and made a dead grimace, which scared Tang Wuzhi so much that he didn't care about anything, and begged for mercy vigorously.

"I can not kill you, but you have to answer my questions truthfully, can you do it?" Zhang Jiayong said in a stern tone.

"Yes, Brother Zhang, I will answer whatever you say. Tang Wuzhi's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.