Zhang Zichen cleverly compared Penglai Immortal Island to a big family, and compared the disciples on the island to old people and children, which seems very reasonable.

Because, the humans on Penglai Immortal Island do not have the ability to protect themselves for the time being, they need the protection and help of others, and it is very appropriate to say that they are old people and children.

"There were originally two young adults in our family who could earn money to support the family, one was me and the other was my younger brother, but for some reason, the enemy killed two people in our family. "The enemy family refers to Donghuangdao and the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and the two people who were killed refer to Qin Xuan and Wang Xiyue.

Zhang Zichen's mood was extremely heavy, he said: "After the two members of our family were killed, my brother went to find someone to take revenge, and I am very entangled now, I don't know whether to stay to protect my family, or go out to find my brother." ”

"This ...... It's really a very tangled problem, on the one hand, the weak family, and on the other hand, his dearest brother. The old fisherman, who led the way in the heavy rain, said, "Young man, I think you should go and save your brother." ”

"Really?" Zhang Zichen was stunned and said, "I also feel in my heart that I should go to save my brother, otherwise I will be uneasy, I will not watch my brother die!"

After getting the approval of the old fisherman, Zhang Zichen seemed to be much more cheerful all of a sudden, just as he was about to say goodbye and go to Donghuangdao and the East China Sea Dragon Palace, the old fisherman suddenly said: "Young man, I want to save your brother, that's human nature." But your decision will put your family in great trouble, if you and your brother can't come back, or if you are killed by the enemy, then they will not be able to live, they may become beggars, or they may all starve to death. ”

All starvation?

Zhang Zichen, who was already preparing to sacrifice the flying sword and go to the East China Sea, suddenly stopped his next move.

Yes, if Zhang Zichen goes to Xiaojin, and both him and Xiaojin are killed, then Penglai Immortal Island will have no protection.

As long as you wait until fifteen hundred years later, although the Shoushen Turtle dies, then Penglai Immortal Island will definitely be wiped out by Zhang Zichen's enemies, and the entire sect will become history.

This is not what Zhang Zichen wants to see, but if he is allowed to watch Xiao Jin die, Zhang Zichen will not do it.

It is precisely because of this entanglement in his heart that Zhang Zichen stood on the beach for more than an hour, and he still didn't know what to do after all.

Zhang Zichen sighed and asked, "Old man, what do you mean, should I save my brother, or should I not save my brother?"

"You have to get close to yourself to comprehend this. The old fisherman laughed.

Zhang Zichen thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out and couldn't give an answer that he was satisfied with.

Night fell, heavy rain fell, and the sky thunder rumbled.

Zhang Zichen followed the old fisherman and soon came to a broken stone house at the end of the village.

In the house, two women, an old man and a young woman, were already waiting for the old fisherman to return home.

When the two of them saw the old fisherman, they flew over and hugged the old fisherman tightly, regardless of the wind and rain.

"Grandpa, you're finally back, it's raining so hard, I'm really afraid that you, like my parents, will never come back. ”

The teenage girl burst into tears.

The old fisherman hugged the two and said with a smile: "What are you worried about? What are you worried about? You can rest assured! Once I find out that the weather is not right, I will return in time, I will not have an accident, don't worry!"

The old woman, who was about fifty years old, had red eyes, punched the old fisherman in the chest, and said, "You know how to comfort people, don't you know, blowing so much wind, raining so hard, and you don't come back, we are all scared to death." ”

"Hahaha!" the old fisherman laughed, "Old woman, I'm too worried, you're too worried, I'm just chatting with this little brother." ”

"This little brother?" the old woman and the young girl focused on Zhang Zichen.

"Alas, I was on the beach, and I saw this young boy who seemed a little confused, and after standing on the beach for more than an hour, I decided to enlighten him, so I came back late. The old fisherman pointed at Zhang Zichen and smiled.

When the old woman heard this, she immediately grabbed Zhang Zichen's hand and said, "Child, you are young, what can't you think of? You tell me, an old woman, but you must not find a short-term view!"

Zhang Zichen was very moved by the enthusiasm of the old fisherman's family.

It happened to be late, and Zhang Zichen had nowhere to go, so he stayed at the old fisherman's house for a night.

Zhang Zichen took a bath, ate, and chatted at the old fisherman's house, and finally lived in a room alone and fell asleep.

Thundered!

The thunder was loud, the rain was non-stop, and it was late at night.

Red Xuan Qi was wafting in the room, and a lamp made of spiritual source stone was burning.

"The old fisherman's family is very poor, how can their family have a Lingyuan stone light?"

Zhang Zichen quietly did it.

But suddenly, Zhang Zichen unexpectedly found that there were two naked girls, one on the left and one on the right, lying beside him, their heads leaning on both sides, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

"Who is this? Why are they in my bed?"

Zhang Zichen's eyes represented this disbelief, and he gently corrected the faces of the two girls, but at this moment, Zhang Zichen suddenly saw two bleeding, pale and bloodless faces with seven holes.

And when Zhang Zichen saw the true face of these two girls, Zhang Zichen was completely stunned, these two girls were none other than Ah Xue and A Ling!

"Ah!!h

Zhang Zichen screamed, woke up suddenly, and sat up from the bed.

Bang!

A thunderclap outside the window pierced the night.

Zhang Zichen was covered in cold sweat, looked at his small room, and exhaled a long breath: "It turns out that just now, I just had a nightmare!"

Yes, the pictures that Zhang Zichen saw just now were a nightmare.

But for some reason, Zhang Zichen felt that this nightmare was so real.

"Alas! Ah Xue and Ah Ling!"

Zhang Zichen moved his body and leaned on the edge of the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep.

The next day, the rain was heavier.

Zhang Zichen leaned on the edge of the bed dimly, but suddenly heard a slight knock on the door: "Brother Zhang, are you asleep?"

Hearing this pleasant girl's voice, Zhang Zichen knew that this was the old fisherman's eighteen-year-old granddaughter A Ning.

Zhang Zichen immediately replied: "A-Ning, I woke up a long time ago, is there something wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that Grandpa asked me to wake you up for breakfast. Aning said outside the door.

"Okay, then you eat first, and I'll come here. Zhang Zichen replied, then got up from the bed and walked out the door.

When Zhang Zichen walked out of the small door of the guest room, he found that the three members of A-Ning's family were sitting at the dinner table waiting for Zhang Zichen.