If the person who was thrown in the mass grave was really Zhang Song, then it would be almost impossible to find the elixir of immortality. At this moment, Lei Zu's face became nervous, and he still wanted to find out if there were any other Zhang Song's whereabouts from this clan genealogy.

By this time, it was completely dark. The old owner didn't dare to snub these 'gods', so he asked people to clean up several clean rooms and invite these fairy-like characters to rest there. At Lei Zu's request, he even brought these bamboo slips with him.

All night, Lei Zu searched for Zhang Song's whereabouts. Seeing that in the second half of the night, Gui Bugui and Zuo Ci had already given up, leaving only the Holy Father of Huashan to check any news related to Zhang Song in the genealogy over and over again. Until dawn, Xiao Rensan and Bai Wuqiu woke up from their sleep, and they could still see Lei Zu constantly rummaging through the books.

Seeing that Lei Zu's eyes were about to burst into flames, he knew that Zhang Song still had no whereabouts, and it seemed that Bacheng was an unlucky ghost who was still in the mass grave. Just when Xiao Rensan looked at Lei Zu pitifully and was about to say a few words of comfort and comfort. Suddenly, I heard the voice of the old farmer and a man talking outside the door.

"This lord, you should also count the days. But it's a few days early this year, old man, and I'm counting the days, and it's almost seven days before you get back. I didn't have anything ready, how could that be good? ”

"It's me who came early, and it has nothing to do with you. I don't need you to prepare it today, I brought food and drinks. I've been here this time, and I don't know when I'll be able to come again next time......" This person's voice sounded too familiar, and it seemed to be the voice of the Lord of the Heavenly Tower who had just met in Yecheng. At the same time as this voice sounded, the person who had pretended to be asleep suddenly opened his eyes......

"I am familiar with this voice old man, it turns out that it is really the landlord and your old man has arrived." I opened the window, and after laughing, I snuggled on the windowsill and looked at Ji Jiao, who was a little stunned, and said: "I don't know, I thought that the landlord was coming to greet the old man in person, why, have you stayed enough under Yuan Shao's seat?" Planning to set himself up as a king and get a piece of the pie in this troubled world? ”

"Mr. Gui, you're joking, I don't have that mind anymore." When he saw these people who didn't return or not, Ji Jiao was instantly stunned, but he returned to normal in an instant. After a pause, the landlord continued: "Seven days later is my disciple's sacrifice day, and as long as I have time for so many years, I will come to worship this disciple." However, Yuan Shao's army has begun to assemble, and I am afraid that he will lead the army to march soon. I've only come to pay respects to this disciple a few days in advance......"

"This old man has been here for decades, and I can testify to it, old man." At this time, the old farmer continued with a smile on his face to a few people lying on the windowsill: "Master Fang Shi is with immortal law, old man, when I was young, this old man is what he is now. It's been so many years, and his appearance hasn't changed at all. Every year, he ordered wine and food in this village, and then his old man went to the mountain behind the village to worship. "I don't know if it's because I'm old, or because I saw this landlord who I saw once a year. The old farmer seemed a little excited, and chattered when he spoke

"I've been here for decades...... "Gui or not Gui squinted his eyes and glanced at the landlord standing outside the window, smiled, and continued: "Old man, I guess, is your disciple surnamed Zhang Mingsong?" That is, the famous Zhang Song of Shanhai Pavilion back then? ”

"My disciple is Zhang Song of Shanhai Pavilion, and he is also the person that Ji Gao relies on the most" Ji Gao smiled slightly, and continued: "Except for another me in this world, only a few people know the details. Now that I am dead, there is no difference between me and death, and there is no need to hide it. At the beginning, Zhang Song was sent to Fangshi by me, and originally hoped that with his qualifications, Xu Fu would definitely accept him as an apprentice. At that time, it would not be bad for the position of the generous division to fall to him. It's a pity that Xu Fu's eyes are too poisonous, so he didn't even keep Zhang Song. Later, when I gave up, he actually went to Shunhai Pavilion and broke out of such a world. Zhang Song's later achievements, even I didn't expect ......."

At this time, Lei Zu, who had no hope, heard this, and instantly turned into a thunderbolt and appeared in front of the owner of the house outside. The two of them didn't have anything to do with each other before, and now in this situation, Lei Zu couldn't care about being polite, and directly reached out and grabbed Ji Gao's arm, and said: "Since he came to worship Zhang Song, then he must have been buried in the grave, isn't it ......?"

"He is not a lonely ghost, so he naturally wants to be buried in the grave." The landlord saw a handsome middle-aged man suddenly rush out, and after the surprise in his heart eased, he also recognized who this person was. Although the two of them have never met, they can have such a handsome appearance. I can probably guess who this person is: "Your Excellency is the Holy Father of Huashan - Lei Zu?" ”

In the past, hearing the words of the Holy Father of Huashan was enough for Lei Zu and the people to work hard. However, the current Lei Zu didn't care about this nickname that was given to him or not, and when he heard that Zhang Song had a place to be buried, the hope that had disappeared was instantly found again. At that moment, he said in a trembling voice, "Yes...... Is it Zhang Song? Not a well-dressed mound? ”

"It's the physical tomb of my disciple, built by his fellow disciples in the Shanhai Pavilion. After Zhang Song sensed that the deadline was approaching, he first repaired a book for me, and then entered the tomb by himself. After sighing, the landlord continued: "It's a pity that I was still in ambition at that time, and I couldn't see him off for the last time after seeing the letter. Regret it now...... But it was too late. ”

Speaking of this, the landlord's eyes turned red, and he took a breath so that he didn't leave his tears. Such a person who collapsed in front of Taishan and did not change his face almost shed tears for a disciple, and the poor man named Zhang Song had what weight in his heart.

At this time, the landlord glanced at Lei Zu and said with some puzzlement: "It seems that Mr. Lei is also running for Zhang Song, I don't know what kind of origin you have?" ”

"Your disciple and the old man, my disciple were friends hundreds of years ago, and I just heard that Zhang Song was no longer there, so I cried and shouted that I had to come and see ......" Without waiting for Lei Zu to speak, he had already preemptively said: "Isn't it that I haven't found the cemetery all along?" Look at the one who is in a hurry for him. If you don't show up again, he doesn't know what to do. ”

At this time, Lei Zu also reacted. suppressed his excitement and said to the landlord: "Yes, Zhang Song has the grace of reinvention for me." Lei Zu had nothing to repay, so he could only come over to pay his respects to show his feelings of missing his old friend. ”

At this time, Wu Mian and the others had already walked out of their respective rooms. The old guy smiled and said to the landlord: "Since you have caught up, let's go together, landlord, please lead the way." ”

At that time, Ji Jiao didn't think much about it, so he walked towards the mountains and forests behind the villa with wine and food. As he walked, he said, "Mr. Gui, to be honest, if it weren't for Zhang Song, this child's body couldn't withstand the power of the elixir. I want to give him a pill and become a system like you and me. With him helping me, today may have been a different story. ”

After listening to the words of the landlord, I suddenly thought of something. After the old guy laughed, he said, "Lord, it seems that very few of your disciples have entered the Heavenly Tower to become the person in charge. Other disciples don't have this blessing, so Zhang Song won't have any special exceptions, right? ”

"I knew that Mr. Gui you would ask this sooner or later, but this time you guessed wrong." The expression on the landlord's face became a little arrogant, and after a pause, he continued: "Neither I nor another disciple of Ji Jiao entered the Heavenly Tower, but Zhang Song was an exception. Zhang Song was the person in charge of the second floor of the Tianlou at that time, and I originally planned to let him sit on the first floor. However, this kid didn't want to come out, and in the end he reluctantly took charge of the second floor. Among my disciples, Zhang Song was the only one who had ever entered the Heavenly Tower. ”

The crowd walked forward as they spoke, until they couldn't see the villa when they looked back. The landlord suddenly stopped, pointed to a wasteland and said, "See? Zhang Song's doll is buried under here. ”

As soon as the landlord's words were finished, a small black cat cat head emerged from the placket of the clothes, staring at the position of Ji Jiao's finger with a frightened face, and roared in a low voice: "Evil ......"