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Yang Zhaofei shuddered suddenly, and immediately pressed the idea of reporting this strange thing to his own backer. It's not that I'm afraid of leaking, and I'm not afraid of being secretly swallowed by the backers behind him, but this kind of person who can get God's merit and reward as soon as he burns the words completely belongs to the family of heaven, and if he dares to murder him, it is no different from being against heaven!

What religious people are most afraid of is offending this kind of heavenly dependents, because they are disgusted by heaven, it is absolutely impossible to prevent it, and they don't know how to die!

So Yang Zhaofei decided that this matter would be directly annihilated in his memory, and no one would ask about it, and others would find out that it was someone else's business, and he wouldn't say it anyway if he died.

Similarly, Yang Zhaofei also decided that in the future, he would be able to wait for this eldest young master as his master, and if he had a good relationship with a family member of heaven, his luck would be better! Not to mention anything else, when encountering that kind of strange and unavoidable disaster, it would be absolutely safe to hide by the side of this eldest young master!

Of course, Yang Zhaofei will not give up exploring what the words written by Zhang Zhongjun are, as long as you think about it, you can get merit from the words burned, if you carefully read and understand the content of this text, you don't dare to say merit, at least your Dao foundation will be so stable that people are afraid, right?!

As for how to explore, it was too simple, just stay by Young Master Zhang's side and wait, and when he wrote, he would watch from the sidelines. Looking at the appearance of this eldest young master indifferently burning paper, it is obvious that he doesn't know what kind of energy his words have, as long as he waits diligently, he will definitely not drive himself away, won't he be able to easily see those words then?

Thinking of this, Yang Zhaofei was proud for a while, and secretly lurked out, he came secretly this time, and he had to come again openly.

After he left, Zhang Zhongjun came to the ashes with a small bucket of water, splashed it at will, and used water to get the ashes under the root of a tree on the side, picked up the bucket and left.

In the silent courtyard, the huge, very old pine tree shook slightly, and the soil of the roots of the tree churned, and quickly swept most of the ashes under the soil.

When the dirt stopped, the appearance of the ashes and water trails did not change much, and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't notice that the ashes were already 90% gone.

The courtyard was silent again, but soon there was the sound of a hen clucking and a large chick chirping, and a large hen with a shiny oil and a fat and beautiful flock of fluffy chicks came running over and pecked around the ashes.

When the hen leaves with the chicks, the place has long been a mess, and the black liquid has become bits and pieces, but anyone who sees it knows that it has been spoiled by a group of chickens, and will not explore anything else.

Yang Zhaofei rushed outside, and then swaggered all the way towards the courtyard where Zhang Zhongjun was, and when he wanted to step into the courtyard, he was suddenly a little stunned, because a group of chickens were pecking at the gate of the courtyard led by a shiny reed hen.

Yang Zhaofei didn't care and was going to take a detour, but unfortunately, no matter where he went, the group of chickens just blocked his passage, and they were all not afraid of being driven away!

After coming down a few times, Yang Zhaofei was really angry and funny: "Damn, I spent it with Lao Tzu?" and then stepped directly into the flock of chickens regardless of it, walking in a straight line.

Before, if he wasn't afraid of stepping on, where would he need to take a detour? A few times, it made him settle down, and it didn't matter if he stepped on or not. As for directly using force to kill this hen and these chickens? Yang Zhaofei thought that he had not been angry to this extent.

Although this chicken must have been raised by the Jiade Palace, and he has absolutely the right to dispose of it, but now it is raised in the yard, Zhang Zhongjun now lives in this yard, and he is considered half the owner of this flock.

Now that he can't talk to Zhang Zhongjun, where would he do these things that would be considered a slap in the face? This is also the reason why even if he stepped on and moved forward, he would not kill these chickens who could not be driven away.

However, Yang Zhaofei also felt strange, such a chicken cub who is not afraid of people is really rare, if it weren't for the fact that they would avoid the foot he stepped on, he really thought they were stupid chickens.

Yang Zhaofei was just surprised, he didn't pay special attention to it at all, so he didn't see the eager and hesitant look in the eyes of the big hen and the chicken, they obviously wanted to block the passage, but they couldn't, and they didn't dare to attack because they were afraid of anything, so they could only giggle and chirp desperately.

Hearing this noisy rooster crow, Yang Zhaofei couldn't help frowning and muttering: "It's so noisy, I don't know if it will make it noisy for Young Master Hongyi to study? Do you want to send these chickens away? But I'm afraid that losing this kind of fun will make this courtyard too quiet, forget it, wait and ask Young Master Hongyi's opinion." ”

When Yang Zhaofei said this, a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the big hen, and her crying couldn't help but decrease a lot, and when she got to the back, she led a group of chicks and ran away.

Yang Zhaofei entered the courtyard, first rubbed the soles of his shoes under the tree, and then turned around and walked towards the house.

At this time, a pine needle like a steel needle fell silently, and just as it was about to stab the top of Yang Zhaofei's head, three fingers suddenly appeared and pinched towards the pine needle.

Just as the finger was about to pinch the pine needle, the steel needle-like pine needle instantly lost its hard and sharp character, and became an ordinary pine needle again, and then it was pinched by these three fingers.

Yang Zhaofei looked at the thing in his hand, and muttered suspiciously: "Pine needles?" Looking up, I don't know how many years the pine trees are swaying with the breeze, and a puffy pine needles are falling down.

Yang Zhaofei frowned and looked at the pine tree, and then shook his head and muttered after a while: "I really have too much heart, that is, an older ancient pine." ”

Zhang Zhongjun, who had already noticed the movement outside, stood at the door and said with a smile: "Yang Gongshi, are you here?"

"I've seen Young Master Hongyi. Yang Zhaofei also bowed.

The two walked into the house all the way, and it was time for Zhang Zhongjun to finish practicing calligraphy, so the pen and ink on the copywriting were all cleaned up. Yang Zhaofei didn't care, but chatted with Zhang Zhongjun about the characters in various places.

Zhang Zhongjun is very interested in this, because the memory of his body is also some memories of Longwo Town and the county seat, in addition to this, it can only be peeked into the books, and now there is such a person who is familiar with the customs and characters in various places to tell him, of course, he can't ask for it, so Zhang Zhongjun didn't bother to pay attention to why Yang Zhaofei came to see him, and listened and asked intently.