As soon as the three little leaders of the Zhang family got off the carriage, the tall figures standing under the bamboo archway in Duyunli greeted them. When Zhang Haotian saw the Taoist robes they were wearing, he naturally understood that they were members of the Zhang family, and they should be the demon slayer stationed in Duyunli, responsible for the living and work arrangements of the three of them during the time they came to Duyunli.

After all, they came from their own family, and they naturally received more care than ordinary demon slayers, Zhang Haotian saw it very thoroughly.

Before the few people wearing Zhang's robes approached completely, Zhang Haotian noticed that her sister took the initiative to move forward, protruding between the three of them, and then owed to the one who walked over to the leader.

"Uncle Zhang. Zhang Lingmeng politely greeted the team leader. It turned out that the person was Zhang Lun, the leader of the demon slayer sent by the Zhang family to Duyun, and I saw that he was personable, gentle, about thirty years old, smiling, which made people feel a strong sense of affinity.

Seeing that the eldest lady of the Zhang family took the initiative to say hello, Zhang Yan seemed to be a little flattered, and hurriedly greeted him, and also owed a debt, saying, "Miss Zero Dream doesn't need to be polite." Zhang Yan said and looked at the other two young sons of the Zhang family, and suddenly smiled lightly, and then said, "The two young masters are good. ”

Zhang Haotian and Zhang Jue were stunned, and quickly reacted, and invariably owed a debt, and said in unison: "Uncle Zhang is good." ”

"Uncle Zhang, why are you laughing? It's a little strange. Zhang Lingmeng asked.

"Ugh. Zhang Yan smiled again, and then said: "The two young masters are both magnificent, to distinguish which one is the pearl of the head of the family, which one is the beloved grandson of the four elders, it is really a little difficult for me, forgive me for being clumsy!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingmeng just smiled lightly, and Zhang Haotian felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, the grandson of the head of the dignified family, as the demon slayer of the Zhang family, Zhang Yan didn't know him. Haotian rolled his eyes slightly, but no one noticed.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Zhang Jie, the grandson of the four elders, and you will have Uncle Lao to take care of you for the next time. Zhang Jue scratched his head embarrassedly and said that he didn't have any city government.

"Then this must be Young Master Haotian, haha, it's really better to be famous than to see it, and the future is terrifying. Zhang Lun looked at Haotian with a smile and said.

Who doesn't know that this is a polite remark? Zhang Haotian only said "um" when he heard this compliment, but when Ling Meng gently bumped his shoulder, Zhang Haotian hurriedly added another sentence: "Oh, then I have a lot of work for you these days." ”

As the words fell, one of the demon slayers suddenly appeared beside them with a richly framed carriage. Zhang Yan motioned for Haotian and the three of them to get in the car, after all, the destination was still some distance from here.

Zhang got into the canopy without thinking, and Zhang Haotian had just stepped on the pedal of the carriage, but when he turned around, he found that his sister had rejected Zhang Lun's kindness, but signaled to go with Zhang Lun, saying that he was conveying some important things for the head of the family.

Zhang Haotian hesitated for a moment, feeling that his sister's actions were a little strange, could it be that his grandfather had explained something to his sister, why hadn't I heard of it? Haotian was about to ask, but was pulled into it by Zhang Jue in the canopy, and almost fell on his head, and his head almost hit the wooden board of the carriage.

"Hey, what are you doing! It hurts ......" Zhang Haotian complained about Zhang Jie's abruptness, and glared at Zhang Du angrily.

"Why are you stunned there, don't come in and cool off. Zhang Jieman didn't care.

"Zero ......." Zhang Haotian wanted to speak and stopped, glanced outside, and gave up, "Forget it, sit down, I want to be quiet." ”

"Cut!" Zhang Jue felt that Zhang Haotian was pretending to be a gesture, but he didn't care what he thought of Zhang Haotian, at this moment Zhang Haotian's mind didn't know where it had drifted to, he was such a person, and he had been thinking about many things.

The carriage started, probably by some kind of charm, and the carriage was very smooth, not as bumpy as it had come. But Zhang Haotian, who was sitting in the carriage, felt a bump:

"Sure enough, my sister's status in the Zhang family is still unattainable, and my grandfather has favored my sister over the years, and regards her as the future leader of the Zhang family...... Hehe, when did this imbalance of status begin?"

Thinking about it, Zhang Haotian inadvertently glanced at a six-man talisman on the roof of the car, with some small burnt black markings, thinking that it should be because of the Xunfeng rune that was so cool in the car, this is a six-zhong general rune.

Symbol...... Because of the Fu, seeing the Fu, Zhang Haotian suddenly leaned back a little disappointed, frowned, closed his eyes gently, and the memory that disgusted him came to his mind again.

He felt that the world around him had collapsed, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he found himself sitting in the position of the head of the Zhang family's conference hall, and the conference hall was full of Zhang family elders.

At this time, Zhang Haotian did not feel the slightest strangeness, he just stared blankly at the two small figures who walked in from the door of the hall, and then the two small figures stood in the center of the conference hall, and their small hands were holding a yellow talisman.

Zhang Haotian fixed his eyes and found that among the two, one was his eight-year-old self, and the other was eight-year-old Zhang Lingmeng! This was the scene when they performed the operation for the first time?

"It's time to go!"

I don't know where an order came, which focused the eyes of the family elders on the eight-year-old Zhang Haotian. I saw Zhang Haotian over there pick up the somewhat wrinkled yellow talisman with his small hands and sandwich it between his index and middle fingers.

His lips moved slightly, and he recited the spell that had been recited all day.

"Open flame, up. ”

Nothing happened!

"Open flame, up!"

Huang Fu didn't even move, as if he didn't want to respond to the call of eight-year-old Zhang Haotian, who was almost crying. Zhang Lingmeng, who was watching eight-year-old Zhang Haotian from the side, didn't say anything, and noticed the tears that overflowed in his anger when his younger brother kept shouting spells.

"Open flame, up. ”

This spell was not pronounced from the mouth of eight-year-old Zhang Haotian, but from an immature female voice. Originally, everyone's eyes were fixed on the eight-year-old Zhang Haotian, but this short spell that Zhang Lingmeng recited took everyone's attention away.

A pinch of bright flame kept beating on Zhang Lingmeng's fingers! Then there was an uproar, applause and applause......

Zhang Haotian, who was on the chair of the head of the family, couldn't bear to look at it anymore and closed his eyes again.......

"Ah Hai, this is the tenth chance, if Haotian still can't test the talisman, I can only let him ......"

It was Grandpa's voice! The voice revealed majesty and ruthlessness.

Hearing his grandfather's voice, Haotian slowly opened his eyes again, and this time, he stood in the room where Yan Yun was standing at home, and there were Zhang Yanyun, Zhang Hai and his eight-year-old self. Zhang Haotian looked nervously at himself when he was eight years old, because he knew that he was going to test the talisman again.

"Open flame, up!"

The voice fell, and the picture was silent for a few seconds, and nothing happened! Just when Zhang Yanyun wanted to turn around and leave disappointed, the fire actually ignited from the hand of the eight-year-old Haotian!

Succeeded, the outsider's Zhang Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at his grandfather with anticipation. And Zhang Yanyun didn't seem particularly happy, but was surprisingly calm, and just said lightly, "Not bad." Then he pushed the door open and went out......

In fact, Zhang Haotian also understands that the talisman who has tried ten times to succeed has nothing to be proud of, and it seems too mediocre in the Zhang family, but Zhang Haotian was surprised that his grandfather had no trace of being happy for him at all.

Not at all!

Perhaps, this is the distance between genius and mediocrity.

"Hey!Haotian, what's the matter, look outside!" Zhang Jue interrupted Zhang Haotian and stretched out his hand to shake it a few times in front of Zhang Haotian.

"Huh?" Zhang Haotian woke up like a dream, it turned out that everything just now was Haotian recalling what happened in the past.

"Look over there, the venue of the Dao History Society!" Zhang Jue opened the curtain and looked outside with great interest.

"Wow! It seems to be very grand!" Zhang Haotian also followed Zhang Du to look outside, saw the busy market road in Duyunli, and looked along the flow of people.

Not far from the window, a huge stage with a grand arrangement appeared, and many people were busy moving around the stage, so they were not nervous.

"Huh, Dao History Meeting?" Zhang Haotian curiously turned back and asked Zhang Jie, "Is it a conference to talk about the history of the Dao Realm?"

"Almost! It's like a history student getting together to publish his findings. Zhang Jue proudly explained to Zhang Haotian, as if he knew that he was very remarkable.

"How do you know so well, I didn't hear about it before I came. Zhang Haotian asked, very curious about how much Zhang Jue knew.

"I didn't know about it originally, but my grandfather assigned me a task related to the Taoist History Society. Zhang Jue explained to Zhang Haotian indifferently.

When Zhang Haotian heard the words "arrange tasks", he suddenly felt bad in his heart, and shouted: "Okay, okay, you all have your own tasks, but I don't have them, am I here to be a foil for you?"

"Nonsense, listen to me!" Zhang Jue glanced at Zhang Haotian, "That's my grandfather asking me to hand over a speech to a speaker, and let that person read from the script, what are you thinking about with such a small task!"

Zhang Haotian seemed to be satisfied with Zhang Jie's explanation, calmed down a little, and then slowly turned his head to look out the window again, looking at the huge guild hall, he always felt that something bad was going to happen there.

"Then when will this Dao history begin? Looking at the guild hall in front of him, Zhang Haotian suddenly became interested in the Taoist History Society.

"The day after tomorrow!" Zhang Jue, who had a grandfather to explain the task, was clear about the opening and closing time of the Dao History Meeting, and immediately answered Zhang Haotian.

"Really?" Zhang Haotian replied perfunctorily, and his mind was all on the hall in front of him.

To tell the truth, Zhang Haotian has a strange feeling, looking at the towering Zhufang Pagoda behind the hall, he always has an inexplicable familiar feeling, inexplicably he has never come to the transition clouds, but he always feels that he has been here, but this hall does not give him a sense of familiarity, and only this place is strange in the entire Duyun.