A sheep to watch the home and a chicken to watch the child?

Lin Ruoxuan and the third aunt seriously suspected that he might not have fully returned to normal, and was saying some stupid things.

Zhang Chongyang didn't explain, turned around and went into the house to eat the bowl of noodle soup that had already been made.

The third aunt took the opportunity to ask Zhang Yaozu if he had seen a living immortal after following him up the mountain, but Zhang Yaozu was not able to answer this question.

I said I had seen it, but I didn't really see it.

Said that I had never seen it at that time, and I could definitely feel the existence of the mountain god.

After briefly explaining what happened after going up the mountain, Lin Ruoxuan simply went into the house to ask Zhang Chongyang.

A bowl of noodle soup had been wiped out by him, and Zhang Chongyang was making tea at this time.

Looking at the jade tea set, I was sure that it was not something from home, and asked him where he got it.

"There is a fairy cave on the mountain, and there are a lot of good things in the cave, and I brought them all back. ”

After speaking, she couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw Lin Ruoxuan reaching out and groping for her pocket, pointing to the ring on her finger and telling her that those good things were in the ring, but she couldn't take them all out to show her for the time being.

Compared with this, Zhang Chongyang is more willing to talk to her about the little orange.

"What's the matter with the little orange?" Lin Ruoxuan invited the third aunt and Zhang Yaozu to sit down and drink tea, not knowing what kind of effect the cup of immortal tea that Zhang Chongyang poured for himself had and how precious it was.

"We haven't done anything out of the ordinary, so this little thing shouldn't have much to do with me, and even if it has my blood, it's because I'm her uncle, and I'm from the same roots. ”

Lin Ruoxuan still didn't understand, seeing that the little orange was anxious to drink that cup of fairy tea, she reached out and pressed her little hand to prevent her from starting to drink tea at this age.

This made Little Tangerine very dissatisfied, and he couldn't wait to complain that his mother was stupid.

Zhang Yaozu was a little dry-mouthed, and there was no need to be polite with this family because of a cup of tea, so he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it all, and then stayed on the spot.

The fragrance is overflowing, the entrance is sweet, and after entering the stomach, it turns into a warm feeling that quickly spreads and swells to the whole body.

So Zhang Yaozu understood the extraordinariness of this tea, looked at Zhang Chongyang embarrassedly, felt that he was out of shape, and felt a little uneasy about it.

Zhang Chongyang didn't care, but was answering Lin Ruoxuan's question, "Little Tangerine has my bloodline, just like my child, the boss is just an ordinary man, he and your descendants will not have such a magical bloodline."

But we really haven't done anything out of the ordinary, and we always have to figure out why this is happening. ”

Lin Ruoxuan was a little angry, although he was his own brother-in-law, how could he not feel angry when he talked nonsense like this?

Little Tangerine is obviously your brother's blood, and you actually say that she has a father-daughter relationship with you?

"What do you want to do? Go to the hospital and get a paternity test to prove that I did something bad with you without your knowledge, so the little orange is your child and not your brother's child?"

Zhang Chongyang shook his head, "Don't think about it, I don't have such dirty suspicions, I just want to figure out what's going on."

This little thing's relationship with me is really not ordinary, even beyond the ordinary father-daughter relationship, so I mean to get the boss back and ask him what's going on. ”

The third aunt and Zhang Yaozu were all startled.

It has been more than a year since Zhang Chonglin died, what does Zhang Chongyang mean by wanting to get him back?

Lin Ruoxuan couldn't help but be frightened, her eyes were slightly red and her voice trembled, and she asked, "Can you bring your brother back?"

"It should be no problem, the fairy world has collapsed, and the underworld seems to be still there. As long as he hasn't been reincarnated, he should be able to be found. ”

"So what are you waiting for...... Does it need to be at night?"

"Yes, mortals continue to exist in another form after death, which you call ghosts, and we call them energy bodies.

The flow of energy bodies between the lower worlds is called reincarnation.

Everyone is immortal, nothing more than that if they die in this world, they will go to another world and start over.

And the place responsible for arranging this is called the underworld, at least in this world.

However, the energy body is not really immortal, if it is exposed to the energy of the universe for a long time, it will eventually disperse and fall into the netherworld, and it will become extremely difficult to come back at that time. ”

Lin Ruoxuan didn't understand very well.

"Is it because the cosmic energy is too strong during the day that the ghosts don't dare to come out?

Zhang Chongyang nodded, "There are still a few hours until dark, and I don't know psychic spells, so I have to learn them." ”

Psychic spell, a Taoist soul spell.

There are many types, collectively known as psychic spells.

In fact, the highest level of spiritism is called a psychic spell, and it is not something that ordinary people can use if they want to.

Lin Ruoxuan cried into tears.

Zhang Chongyang couldn't bear to see her like this, "If I can find him, I can let him live in the mountains in the future." This way you can still stay together without any harm to you and Little Orange. ”

Psychic spells are high-level spells, and many cultivators can't grasp the meaning of them in their lifetimes, but this is really simple for Zhang Chongyang.

In addition to the cultivation methods of the Nine Shadows Divine Formula, there are also various immortal methods and cultivation methods handed down by the immortals, Zhang Chongyang doesn't know whether this arrangement is made by Heavenly Dao or his previous arrangement, after all, he has not remembered many things.

The village is bustling with activity, and everyone goes up the mountain in groups to worship incense, hoping to see the mountain god up close.

Even Zhang Wuye, an old bone who was so old, trembled up the mountain with the support of his family, and offered incense in front of the mountain temple to pray that the mountain god could appear to see him, but he didn't know that the mountain god was standing in front of him and bearing his incense, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he didn't respond.

Wave after wave of people didn't see the gods after entering the mountain, and they still didn't give up with regrets, and they came to Zhang Chongyang's house one after another, wanting to use Zhang Chongyang to get close to the mountain god like saving the country.

The house could not be opened, so everyone had to come to the courtyard.

Zhang Wuye excitedly took the cup of tea handed over by Zhang Chongyang, and felt extremely honored for it.

"If I can, I hope that the village can rebuild the temple for the mountain god and reshape the golden body. ”

Zhang Wuye looked very embarrassed, and clenched the cup of tea: "Chongyang, since the mountain god is an immortal, he should know the situation in our village very well."

Most of the young people in the village have gone to the city to work, and every family is not living a very good life.

We actually discussed for an afternoon to rebuild the temple for the mountain god, but we didn't have enough money to ......."

As he spoke, there was a sigh around him.

Daqingshan is surrounded by mountains, and it is not very convenient to enter and exit, and now every household in the village actually still uses landlines, because the communication company will not come to build a signal tower for everyone to use mobile phones because of these hundreds of households.

Not to mention Qingshan Village, even Zhulin Town is actually the poorest township in the entire Lincheng City.

"He begged me for an afternoon, and I just helped to mention it, not to ask everyone to pay for the temple to be repaired. Zhang Chongyang said.

Zhang Wuye was very puzzled by Zhang Chongyang's use of a word, thinking that since you are a disciple of the mountain god, how can you be so disrespectful when you speak so often?

It's just that he didn't dare to say this, so as not to make Zhang Chongyang unhappy.

The little guy in front of him is no longer the fool in the village who can be bullied, now he is a disciple of the mountain god, and he knows some powerful spells.

"Fifth Master, why don't you call Zhang Yuncheng and Uncle Zhang and ask?" a young man cautiously gave a suggestion.

Everyone looked at him, so frightened that he almost turned and ran away.

The reason why he is so uneasy is because he is one of the doglegs who followed Zhang Chi to find Zhang Chongyang in the morning to settle accounts, his name is Zhang Guangzong.

After witnessing Zhang Chongyang's miracle with his own eyes, he was sure that there would be absolutely no good fruit to eat with Zhang Chi in the future, so now he can be regarded as drawing a clear line with Zhang Chi.

He said that Zhang Yuncheng was the first college student in Qingshan Village, and he went to Lincheng with his parents in the early years, and only when he worshipped his ancestors, he would come back with his family to live for a day or two.

I heard that Zhang Yuncheng has now become a big boss and is worth tens of millions.

The dilapidated road in the village was actually built with his funds.

Later, he found that this road was different from what he imagined, and after careful questioning, he learned that the money he took out to build the road was deducted a lot by Zhang Zhiwu and others, resulting in the road not meeting the standard, and he was angry and no longer wanted to pay attention to the affairs in the village.

"There is an old immortal living in our mountain, he went out from our village, it shouldn't be a problem for him to come back and donate a few money to build a temple, right?" Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Zhang Guangzong continued again.

Zhang Wuye felt that he could try, building a mountain temple might cost a lot to his people, but it might be a drop in the bucket for others, and it shouldn't be too much of a problem if he said that this was a good deed.

The sky was dark, Lin Ruoxuan no longer made tea and poured water for everyone, and reminded Zhang Chongyang anxiously that it was already night.

Zhang Chongyang nodded, pinching the mantra and reciting the mantra, it was actually very uncomfortable for him to use such a low-level technique for the first time.

Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew in the courtyard, and it was bitterly cold.

After Zhang Wuye and the others learned what Zhang Chongyang was doing, they were so frightened that they stood up and gathered together, although they were afraid, they were still reluctant to leave.

The world says that ghosts have been around for thousands of years, but after all, no one has seen them with their own eyes, right?

The yin wind swirled around the courtyard for a long time, and no figure appeared for a long time.

Zhang Chongyang felt a little strange about this, and said to the yin wind: "Don't turn around, what are you looking for?"

"Who are you? to be able to use such advanced spiritism. A majestic voice sounded, and after speaking, the thunder rolled in the sky, making the atmosphere in the courtyard even more depressing.

Zhang Chongyang became more and more puzzled, looked up at the sky, and didn't know what the Heavenly Dao was going to do.

Thunderclouds gathered, lightning flashed, as if another storm was coming.

"Disperse. Zhang Chongyang said unhappily.

The thunder stopped, the red clouds dispersed, and the Tianwei that was about to fall quickly left and dissipated in the world.

The yin wind stopped, turned into a humanoid appearance formed by the gathering of black smoke, and let out a gaffe: "How is this possible?!"